Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

Including the driver, there were five real cult members who personally arranged the ritual and placed the offerings in different locations.

It's clear that their methods were somewhat crude.

In cities outside Berlin, these chores wouldn't require their hands to do them. But as the capital, the more people there are in Berlin, the more likely they are to attract the attention of the Superintendent General and the secret police, so they have to do them themselves.

The only condition for receiving the Father's gaze is to be a sentient being who is aware of pain. Whether other altars, icons, and the like are effective has been a subject of much debate among believers of the Father.

But it might be useful, anyway, it's not much trouble to do these things.

As the girl said, Furen, who was to be the chief sacrifice, was soon thrown right under the nose of the statue, within easy reach.

When he accidentally touched the statue, Furen felt that it was indeed the rough, rusty texture of bronze.

Upon first contact, Freun identified two new terms.

[Should one consume this product if suffering from illness?]

[The suffering of unfulfilled desires, should one consume this?]

Considering this was his first time experiencing suffering, Fren decided to eat less. The suffering from illness was much less than the suffering from unfulfilled desires; he would try this first to test the waters.

Confirmed for consumption.

I don't know if this suffering is really that bad.

Time seemed to jump by in an instant, but Fren felt as if he had been in a long dream.

The suffering from illness does not affect the tip of the tongue.

In his dream, he was an ordinary person lying in a hospital bed, emaciated and with skin as thin as paper.

Every breath involves the internal organs.

Even the anesthetics that addicts are addicted to cannot eliminate the excruciating pain that seems to come from the bone marrow.

Even the slightest noise at night would cause his overburdened trigeminal nerve to throb with pain on his brainstem.

He didn't know how long the dream lasted, only that the last scene in the dream was him gazing out the window in the midday sun.

Next to the hospital was a school, where children were playing soccer without rules on the playground.

They were sweating profusely and energetically.

"It's so good to be healthy..."

"I envy them... I really wish I could live like them."

As we all know, the details of a dream will gradually fade after waking up, and only fragmented images will remain in our memories.

The same was true for Fren; the memories of the long time spent in the hospital bed faded away like the tide.

Only when gazing at the playground under the midday sun did the indescribable pain from my physical body in my dreams, my longing for health, and my helplessness in the face of illness reach their peak.

Then, in the next moment, Fren brought this emotion back to reality.

The world appears as a range of peaks depending on the angle from which it is viewed.

Fren's body, slumped beneath the icon, was unremarkable. But if there were a dimension composed of "emotions," from this perspective, Fren would be dazzlingly radiant at this moment.

The "emotions" of most people on this planet are like fireflies shining on the grassland at night, while Fren is like a fleeting firework in the sky.

Brilliant and dazzling.

It's not lasting at all, but it's enough to attract the attention of some people.

A towering tree sways in the wind, each leaf representing a different form of life.

Beneath the tree, an indistinct figure was simmering a pot of mysterious soup that had been cooking for an unknown amount of time.

It glanced at the origin of the "fireworks," passed over countless humans in Ostonia and Vestalis, ignored the cultists trying to get its attention, and disregarded the strangely shaped bronze statues, and saw the boy who was still "dispersing" the lingering pain.

"He looks quite healthy, even a bit too healthy."

However, often, pain doesn't just originate from the physical body.

"If he were healthier, he wouldn't be in so much pain."

The loving father made no move, only glancing at the human and briefly contemplating something before looking away.

Yet, even under such scrutiny and contemplation, something followed its gaze and descended upon Freun.

Fren felt that his body had undergone indescribable changes, and he always felt that his body might grow wildly at any time and turn into a lump of flesh and blood monster occupying the city of Berlin.

But nothing happened.

His body was still his; Fren could control it freely.

Just as wild toads are born knowing to dig a hole and bury themselves before winter arrives, Fren suddenly realized that his body, soul, and all the energy transformed by his body, as long as they belong to him, will never rebel.

Unlike villains in some superhero movies who are controlled by their own powers, this is impossible for him. Furen can never be lost because of external things.

Furen may not be able to use certain supernatural abilities, but once he does, he will never lose control; he will always be conscious.

"That sounds pretty awesome..."

When Furen was still Jin Jue in his previous life, he had read many novels and played many games.

Games like Mysterious Resurrection, Lord of the Best Friends, and Warhammer 40k are all incredibly sinister. You never know when you might lose yourself and become someone else's puppet.

"It truly is a talent I was born with."

Furen sighed, realizing he was indeed the destined protagonist. The Heavenly Eye's assessment was activated again, but this time the assessment was of himself.

The Sky Eye can identify people and objects, and naturally it can also identify itself. The conclusions it draws can even be automatically compiled into a data panel, making it very user-friendly and providing a clear overview of all the data.

The main reason why Furen rarely uses this feature is that his own panel is not very attractive.

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Attributes:

[Premium: lv2 (5/100)]

[Qi: lv1 (0/10)]

[God: lv1 (0/10)] ▼

ability:

[Self-Healing: lv4 (235/10000)]

[Flesh Manipulation: lv3 (0/1000)]

characteristic:

【Leakage Extinction】: All leakage is completely eliminated, the light of wisdom shines brightly, and all dharmas cannot invade.

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The three attributes of essence, energy, and spirit are easy to understand. Based on his experience reading novels, Furen believes that essence is the physical value, spirit is the strength of the soul, and energy should be energy such as battle qi, magic power, and spiritual power.

There's an expansion button next to the [God] attribute. Furen felt that besides the three attributes of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, there should be other attributes, but unfortunately he couldn't click the button and didn't know what other attributes there were.

[Refined] Reaching level 2 means that all of Furen's muscles weren't wasted.

Eden Academy, a school that integrates primary, junior high, and senior high education, requires students to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and practically. After twelve years at this school, Fren did develop a somewhat muscular physique.

As for "spirit" and "qi", it's really a bit too demanding that I haven't accumulated even a single bit of experience points after living for so many years.