MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 1 first sentence! "

"I haven't read it yet and started to recite it." An Xu waved his hand casually, "Do you want to compare? If I finally memorize it, how about you copying it a hundred times for me?"

"absurd!"

"It seems that you really don't have the slightest confidence in God's arrangements." An Xu sighed, "Okay, let's compete with a hypocrite..."

"Who are you calling a hypocrite?!"

"you guess?"

"Compare!" The expression of the middle school student at this moment is no different from that of his irritated peers, "I use Marshall..."

"I'm too lazy to remember your name." An Xu dug his ears, causing the middle school student's face to turn red, "Find a notary, if I memorize the Bible, you will copy it for me a hundred times. If I can't, what do you do with me?"

"I'll be a notary."

The door was opened, and Lance walked out of the Third Holy Church—because they were not allowed to talk in the Third Holy Church, they just stopped outside the door of the Third Holy Church. "Sorry, we disturbed the peace of the church." The middle school students bowed their heads in fear and respect, and the prefect shook his head to show that it was okay, and turned his head to Anxu.

"If you can't recite the words of the saints back and forth in a week, you have to kneel down and apologize to Marshall, Sister Mary and the whole college, copy the Bible a hundred times, and use a knife," Lance said slowly, "on your own skin Come on. Like St Joseph the Ascetic."

"I can't peel off the whole skin a hundred times, can I?" An Xu frowned, as if he was really troubled by it.

"Don't worry, the healer will heal you." Lance smirked, and a follower who came out with him nodded. Her rosary was worn on her left hand. Re-scribing on the skin. Are there any questions?"

"Yes, I can't trust you." An Xu said bluntly, "What if I win and you play tricks and don't fulfill the bet?"

"Marshall is a 'real' power user." Lance said, "As long as there is a notary, he can sign the contract, and those who violate it will be punished, and can no longer meditate."

"Okay, let's start!" An Xu said.

Marshall quilled the deed, Lance read it aloud, and the deed participants signed it. After writing the last word, An Xu shivered, only feeling that something got into his body.

"Established." Lance said, "Now you can start reciting. The first to twelve bookshelves on the first floor of the library are all what you need to complete."

"Bookshelf?" An Xu asked in surprise, "Isn't there only one Bible?"

"What we just said is the 'words of the saints'. Since Urban I saw the gods, there have been thirty-two saints in Yamenan." Lance smiled, and this time his smile finally revealed a little bit. reality.

Thirty-two saints, twelve bookshelves.

"You designed me." An Xu said flatly.

"All treaties are under notarization, and there is no deceit." Lance said happily, as if he had seen the tragedy of Anxu, "How could Miss Anna from my family not know this? The original owner, Sansu Isn’t Your Excellency Levin one of the saints?”

Miss Sullivan looked at him, finally losing her arrogant expression. Lance didn't think that Anna would really fulfill the contract, but the punishment for breaching the contract was enough to make people feel relieved. She couldn't make progress in her abilities in this life, and she couldn't seek peace of mind. Such a person would only become a waste. When Lance became a priest, or even a bishop, when people mentioned Sullivan, they would only think of him.

"I found out that you really hate me." An Xu said, "I actually can't figure it out. How did I offend you?"

"It's too late to beg for mercy now. Once the contract is established..."

"But I don't like you anyway, forget it."

An Xu shrugged, turned around and left before Lance finished speaking.

"Irreverent!" said Marshall angrily, trying to stop her. Lance raised a hand, stopping his aggrieved companion.

"Let her go." He said magnanimously, "Tiu Chan won't be noisy for a few days."