A priest in North America, what the hell is the Demon Gate system?

At six o'clock in the morning, the hardworking people of Uldum were already busy at work.

Mrs. Wells, wearing an apron, stood in front of the kitchen stove and took out a pre-made butter bread she had bought at the supermarket yesterday from the refrigerator. The bread was in a silver-white bag with a small fish drawn on it.

She put the bread into the oven, and the red light from the heating element shone through the glass door. Soon, the aroma of roasting wheat gradually filled the kitchen.

"bite."

Mrs. Wells put on oven mitts, took out the baking tray, and found that the bread crust had turned golden and crispy, with the seams in the middle slightly opening up due to the heat.

Jack was clearly getting impatient and reached out to grab it, but he lost his grip and the bread fell onto the table.

"Puff——"

Thick, white cream oozes from the cracks in the bread, some clinging to the rounded surface, while the rest flows down the crack in the middle onto the table, spreading out in a small puddle on the wooden surface. Steam still rises from the bread's crust, its reddish color making it incredibly appetizing.

Mrs. Wells shook her head helplessly and turned to get some cereal and napkins.

Outside the window, the faint sound of police sirens could be heard.

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In the damaged church hall, before the communion altar table, Li Ang slowly fastened the last button.

He glanced at the table, then pulled Fernéus up with one hand. The silver-haired girl was limp, her long dress hanging messily on the septum containing bread, and her white stockings were sticky with dust and debris.

Her bright red eyes were half-open, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

"Tell me, what's going on with that grass?" Li Ang released his grip, and Ferné almost slipped again, but quickly grabbed the edge of the altar to steady himself.

"Damn?" Fenneus blinked weakly, his silver hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.

"You mean... the one in the backyard?"

"Otherwise what?"

Fernéus bit her red lips, looking a little guilty: "I just thought it was because the magic it contained was exceptionally pure, and that you, Father, had specially planted it to enhance its magic..."

She twirled the ends of her hair with her fingers, looking a little aggrieved.

"So I thought I'd try using my own blood to see if I could ripen it faster, and then secretly eat some to regain some strength... Who knew a priest like you would grow succubus crops!"

"? Is it my fault?" Li Ang was speechless.

[Ding! The extraction of the female cultivator's vital energy has been completed. The "Blood Demon Qi Technique" has been improved, and the effects of the Blood Demon Finger and the Breath Concealment Technique will be enhanced.]

Current cultivation level: Qi Refining Level 2 (Perfect)

[Mana: 5 → 6]

[Constitution: 3→4]

[Divine Sense: 4→5]

As the system notification sounded in my mind, another message popped up:

【Congratulations, Steward, your Desire Grass has matured.】

[Efficacy: Humans have seven emotions and six desires; only with this herb can one truly experience them.]

[Unlock the artifact recipe: Soul-Hooking Bell]

[Main materials: Mature Desire Grass x1, Fine Copper x1, Spiritual Dust x3]

[Effect: Shaking can induce emotions in creatures within the range, amplify emotional fluctuations, and can also briefly bewitch people's minds.]

Looking at the ingredients for this recipe, Li Ang suddenly remembered the random material box he obtained from the puppet extermination mission. This item had already been moved into his storage ring the moment the task was completed.

"Open it and see, maybe."

Without further hesitation, Li Ang's divine sense penetrated the ring, and he took out and opened the box.

With a series of clicking sounds, the exquisite box vanished into thin air, leaving only a few metal ingots in Li Ang's palm.

[Congratulations, Butler, for opening the materials box and obtaining 3 pieces of refined copper.]

"Hooray, not bad luck... I can just redeem the rest."

Li Ang glanced at the panel; the price of spirit dust was 20 contribution points per piece, and he currently had 251 contribution points, which was enough.

"exchange."

[60 contribution points consumed, 191 contribution points remaining]

Soon, the three materials were placed in front of Li Ang. Following the refining method transmitted to his mind by the system, Li Ang held the refined copper in his left palm, gathered his magic power in his right index finger, and quickly inscribed runes on the surface of the copper block.

Dark red lines seeped into the copper block stroke by stroke, causing the copper block to soften and deform, gradually shrinking into a small bell shape.

At the same time, Li Ang plucked the stamens of the Desire Grass, crushed them, and mixed them with spiritual dust before pressing them into the bell.

"Buzz—"

A pinkish light flashed across the surface of the bell, then turned dark red, like congealed blood.

"The Soul-Bewitching Bell... amplifies emotions and bewitches the mind, is that it..." he murmured, putting the bell into his ring.

By this time, Fennes, who was standing next to her, had caught her breath and put on her clothes, and was bending down to straighten her skirt.

She glanced at Li Ang furtively, her expression somewhat complicated.

"Um..." she began, her voice still a little soft and sweet.

"Although I am a demon god, this is the first time in thousands of years that I have encountered something like this."

Li Ang remained silent.

Fennes bit his lip, then suddenly raised his chin, forcing a mocking smile with a flushed face: "But! To corrupt a priest... seems like a worthwhile outcome?"

Li Ang turned his head and looked at her calmly: "This isn't the first time."

The smile on Furneus's face froze.

"Wh...what?"

"I said, this isn't my first time," Li Ang repeated.

"So you don't need to feel particularly accomplished."

"Small-foot-fish".

Fennes gaped, her bright red eyes wide, as if she wanted to say something, but Leon had already raised his hand, and the six-pointed star on his ring lit up.

"Wait! You—"

A flash of silver light, and the girl's figure rapidly shrank and transformed into a small silver fish, which then fell with a splash into the fish tank that had appeared beside the altar at some unknown time.

The little fish circled around the tank twice, then angrily slapped the glass wall with its tail.

Li Ang ignored it, picked up the fish tank and put it aside, then looked up at the church hall.

What a vibrant and thriving scene!

The back wall had completely collapsed, with bricks and broken wood scattered all over the ground. The roof had been smashed open by the statue of Jesus, and the morning sunlight slanted in through the hole, illuminating the mess and making even the dust seem sacred.

[WARNING: The current base buildings are severely damaged]

[May affect sect assessment rating]

The final evaluation will be based on the on-site inspection by the assessors.

[Sect Assessment Countdown Update: 79 days]

Li Ang stared at the last line of text and remained silent for a full ten seconds.

Alright, now we probably don't need Daphne to fix it. We obviously need to find a construction team. It costs 3 to repair the roof, and Li Ang doesn't even dare to think about how much it would cost to repair a wall.

"Oh! Dear Father Li, perhaps we don't even need to repair it anymore. We might as well just demolish St. Michael's Church!"

The image of the priest flashed through Li Ang's mind. If he really said that, then the system's purple egg should probably be delivered to him soon.

"Perhaps I should take my talents somewhere else?"

Li Ang gave a self-deprecating laugh, then took a deep breath, tilted his head back, and cried out bitterly:

"Kuya——!!"

The sound echoed in the empty, dilapidated hall, startling several pigeons hiding on the beams, which fluttered out through the hole in the roof.

Suddenly, a woman's scream came from the front yard.

"Oh no—my car—!!!"