Stan hesitated for a while, then couldn't help but ask Betty, "Is the store manager okay?"

Betty nodded mumly. The store manager looked very good, but the expression on his face looked weird. I didn't know that he thought Chen Ze won the jackpot by buying a lottery ticket.

Stan looked at Buffy in front of him with complicated eyes. What should he say? Chen Ze's Buffy is essentially different from other Buffys.

If Buffy used to be one portion at a time, at most some Oreo turned into white, black and white, plus some fruits, such as strawberries, cherries, etc.

Although sometimes, Chen Ze would add some inexplicable things, such as durian.

But in general, it is still very normal Buffy. Ordinary people can tell at a glance that this thing is Buffy, not something strange.

But this Buffy is different. This Buffy is three times that of ordinary Buffy. The cup is big and high, and the weight is very large, which makes Stan deeply doubt whether he offended the abbot... no, offended the store manager.

Then the store manager planned to hold himself to death. After all, he noticed that Chen Ze was still doing it, which means there were nineteen copies of the same Buffy.

If it was just the portion, it would be fine, but Stan couldn't tell that this was Buffy, with a strange color and piles of fruit. Although it still looked very neat, it always felt something was wrong.

Stan hesitated for a moment, then picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and put it in his mouth.

Unlike the imagined taste, this Buffy still has Buffy's taste, but it's sweeter, and the fruit taste is stronger, and the taste of Oreo.

"Betty, come in and take Buffy." Chen Ze called Betty in again. Stan looked at Buffy in front of him, a little sad. It seemed that it was impossible to finish eating as soon as possible and go back to practice.

Why do people always stop me from practicing? Then Stan closed his eyes with pleasure. This Buffy is so delicious.

The Pope of the Church of Light looked at the middle-aged man in front of him seriously. He was Einstein Newton Tesla, an engineering master who had just been surrounded by the Church of Light.

"Do you know what you did? Pagan?" A cardinal stood up, the scepter in his hand shining.

Tesla buckled his ear with his little finger, then took out a piece of earwax. "Do you say it again?"

The veins on the forehead of the Archbishop in the Cardinal burst out. This damn pagan should directly hand him over to the heresy judgement and let the flames purify his sins!

"I said! You know you did..." The Archbishop of Cardinal said again angrily.

"I know what I did." Tesla directly interrupted the Cardinal's words, then turned his head and planned to return to his research institute.

"Enough! You pagan! You are despising the gods!" The leader of the church knights stood up and pulled out the sword in his hand.

The pope frowned. He seemed to have seen disdain in the eyes of this master of engineering?

This is not normal. You should know that even the engineering leaders of the dwarf clan will remain respectful to the gods.

The pope's heart sank. It seems that this time the matter is not that simple. As long as Tesla has a little brain, he will not make this attitude in front of God's servant.

Either he has a backer behind him or he is a unbeliever. The biggest possibility is that he has extremely powerful abilities that make him confident that he can resist the church.

No matter what it is, it is not a good thing for the church.

"Do you know? I've studied a new weapon." Tesla suddenly changed the subject and took out a dagger from his arms.

The leader of the Knights instantly stood in front, looking at Tesla vigilantly, with the fighting spirit on his body excitedly.

"Those assassins and thieves are bloody every time they kill people, and they have never considered the feelings of the dead!" Looking at the somewhat spiritual Tesla in front of them, the pope was a little confused.

I'm afraid he's not a lunatic? The assassin only needs to complete the task. Could it be that he will kill you and wipe your blood and sort out the remains?

I'm afraid that I will be killed by others in the next second, such an unintelligent assassin will definitely not live long.

"Then I invented this thing! A dagger of the remains! As long as I am killed by this dagger, I will obtain a perfect remains, so that the deceased will no longer have to worry about it!" Tesla waved the dagger excitedly, and then the next moment, he didn't see him moving. The knight standing in front of him fell to the ground.

The pope looked down and saw that the Knight was like a painting drawn by a painter, sacred and majestic, with a feeling that people couldn't help but worship him.

"Captain William!!" A knight rushed to the commander quickly, but it was too late.

"Hahaha, this is my invention! There is also this thing!" Tesla took out another mirror.

"You bastard!" The deputy commander drew out his long sword, gathered his fighting spirit and slashed it with one sword.

But the next second, he stopped, and in front of him was a mirror, a mirror that looked very ordinary.

I smiled in the mirror, then waved to myself, and the next second, the deputy commander found that he seemed to have changed positions with the other party.

Then I saw the mirror rushing over and waving his fist, "Ola Ola Ola Ola!"

The mirror shattered to the ground, and the deputy leader of the mirror stood behind Tesla.

"As you see, inventions always have some problems." Tesla shrugged and looked at the mirror regretfully. This was his own invention.

Tesla laughed wildly, then reached in and took out a bouquet of flowers and looked at the church members around him.

Under his eyes, the church members around him subconsciously took a step back.

"It seems that your identity is not simple, a pagan, or an evil god." The pope walked out, smiling peacefully, and the crown of thorns above his head flickered slightly.

"Can you tell?" Tesla returned to calm, as if the madness just now was an illusion.

"This has gone beyond the scope of engineering and alchemy. This is your evil power!" As the pope approached step by step, the deputy commander behind Tesla screamed miserably, and black smoke emerged from his body.

Tesla looked at the pope expressionlessly without any action.

"God said that those who enter my eyes are all my believers, and those who do not believe are all Lambs." The light of the thorn crown above the Pope's head became more and more dazzling.

Tesla pointed the flower in his hand at the Pope "Surprise! Mom is fucked!"

Another mushroom cloud appeared, and today is another day of nuclear leveling.
Chapter completed!