Chapter 455: Trial

After having super powers, Bruce's life became smoother and smoother.

There is no more nagging from his girlfriend at home, no more traffic jams on the road, and he has established a good relationship with his female colleagues at the company.

As for work, as a field reporter, Bruce can "accidentally" encounter major news breaking points every time he goes out on the field.

For example: going to the street for interviews will encounter bank robberies, going to the suburbs for adventures will encounter meteorite falls, and even if you do nothing, there will be serial traffic accidents in the background.

These continuous "coincidences" have made him the chosen "God of News".

And Evan, who stayed in the position of host, continued to have live broadcast accidents in the next few days.

Of course, the subsequent live broadcast accidents can no longer raise the TV station's news ratings. The audience seems to have been tired of Evan always "making things up" in the news.

In this case, the on-site director also lost patience with Evan and decided to replace him.

Then, the director noticed Bruce, who has been performing very well recently.

Before leaving work that day, Bruce finally got good news from his boss as he wished:

He will take over Evan's job as the host next week.

"Bruce, you should have received the good news. How are you going to thank me?" Susan smiled and called Bruce who was about to leave work at the company gate.

The girl did push Bruce when the director was reselecting the male host.

Bruce reacted quickly and said with a smile: "How about I treat you to a drink, just like you treated me last time."

"How can drinking alone be enough~" Susan shook her head and said ambiguously: "To celebrate your becoming the host, how about I treat you to dinner at my house. Just the two of us..."

When the woman spoke, her seductive red lips and the small movements when she was tidying up her hair made Bruce feel dry in his mouth.

Just when he was aroused and ready to accept the woman's invitation, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, and at the same time, dense and chaotic prayers rang in his ears.

In a trance, the voice of the woman opposite gradually became irritating.

"Bruce, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Susan found that the man looked a little strange, and hurried forward to support him.

"I, what happened to me..." After a while, Bruce still felt uncomfortable in his head, and there were hallucinations in his ears.

This made him a little panicked.

"You sweat a lot, and your face looks bad. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Susan asked with concern.

"No, no..." With a buffer time, Bruce also guessed: his situation is likely related to the old man who gave him power.

"I'll go back and rest, and we'll make an appointment to celebrate later~" Bruce, who found the key to the problem, didn't have the heart to flirt with Susan.

Now he just wanted to meet the mysterious old man quickly and ask what was wrong with him.

...

"Are you sure he can do the work of an angel?" Outside the local TV station building in Buffalo Town, Mike stood next to a beggar, watched Bruce leave, and asked the beggar next to him.

Yes, they met again a few days later, and Mike came to ask Angel No. 1 for an explanation.

Bruce has made a lot of big news these days, and the Black Organization has never been idle for a moment to deal with him.

As a last resort, Ms. O put the pressure on Mike.

As expected, Mike found Angel No. 1 as a guarantor.

"He just hasn't understood his true intentions yet. We need to give him more time..." Angel No. 1, holding a tattered sign, smiled and said, "Besides, there have been no casualties in the past few days, right?"

Although Bruce has expanded, he still has the bottom line of being a human being. When making big news, he did not hurt innocent people.

Angel No. 1 may have valued this point of him.

"Just tell me, how long will this situation last?" Mike was not in the mood to play a guessing game with Angel No. 1, and directly asked the question that the Black Headquarters was concerned about.

"Today is the fourth day, Bruce still has three days of opportunity." Angel No. 1 was stunned and replied.

"Okay, then I'll wait for another three days." Mike, who got the exact time, has completed the task.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but turn back and complain: "Also, can you change your beggar image? This affects the city appearance."

The beggar transformed by Angel No. 1 was covered in oil and his hair looked like it hadn't been washed for several years. His clothes were tattered and polluted his eyes.

Although he knew that the other party couldn't have a bad smell, this look was still too bad.

It can only be classified as the other party's personal bad taste.

"Appearance is just an appearance. You will understand it sooner or later..." Angel No. 1 explained with a smile, treating Mike as a person of the same level.

"I don't believe you~" Mike touched his handsome face and turned away.

Watching Mike leave, Angel No. 1 put away his smile, shook his head, turned around and disappeared in the corner of the street.

At the same time, Bruce, who was sitting on the sofa at home, was calling Angel No. 1 in his heart.

Then in a blink of an eye, an old beggar in shabby clothes appeared on the sofa opposite him.

Looking at the dirty appearance of the old man, Bruce looked like he wanted to say something but stopped.

"Are you going to ask me what's going on with the voice in your head?" Angel No. 1 said with a smile.

He was waiting for this moment to let Bruce understand his "responsibility".

However, Bruce nodded, shook his head, and said, "I'm worried about my sofa. You know, you are very different from the last time I met..."

The first time Bruce met Angel No. 1, he was disguised as a cleaner. Although the image was not very good, at least he was not as sloppy as he is now.

It makes people worry whether he has fleas.

"Is my new image that bad?" Angel No. 1 originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but saw Bruce nodding seriously.

"Forget it, you don't understand~" Angel No. 1 stopped talking and snapped his fingers, transforming himself into a spirited old man wearing a well-fitting white suit and neat hair.

"Okay, let's continue the previous topic. What do you want from me?" Angel No. 1 said, "I can feel that you are calling me in your heart."

"I have a lot of auditory hallucinations in my head. What is going on? Also, can you help me eliminate those voices? It has made it impossible for me to live a normal life..." Seeing that the old man had changed into a more pleasing image, Bruce also opened the door. Word clip.

Speak out all your doubts and needs at once.

"That is not an auditory hallucination, but the prayers of believers. Since you have the power of God, you will naturally take over his work." Angel No. 1 responded.

"The prayers of believers? How can I make it stop?" Bruce, who was dizzy from the noise, urgently needed silence.

"There's nothing I can do about it. Only if you answer the prayers of believers one by one and satisfy them all can the prayers stop." Angel No. 1 showed Bruce the way.

"Is this the only way?" Bruce continued to ask.

He just roughly sorted out the information in his mind. Some people want to win the jackpot and become the richest man, some want to meet beautiful girls and be surrounded by beautiful women, and some want to hold great power and become the president...

These are all unreliable wishes.

"There is only one way!" Faced with Bruce's question, Angel No. 1 gave an affirmative answer, and then he continued: "Remember, don't let ordinary people know that you have superpowers, and that your abilities cannot change the human race itself. will."

"Finally, you still have three days..."

As the sound faded away, the figure of Angel No. 1 was lost on the sofa.

"What will happen in three days? Can you tell me clearly?" Bruce, who didn't know why he was warned, rushed to the window and shouted his problem.

It's just a pity that no one gave him the answer anymore. Angel No. 1 has left.

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