“The sweetest joy in the world is born from sorrow.
The purest things in the world all come from suffering.
If we have never experienced hardship, how could we know how to comfort others?”
“Life will never always be peaceful, because peace is something gained after passing through a period of hard work.
So, there may be times when everyone encounters a great deal of misfortune, but that misfortune often brings us happiness later on, and life is the same way.”
As usual, inside the small church in Brooklyn, New York, Amakusa was still busy reading and explaining the Bible to the people who came to the church.
Although his main task at the moment was helping Tony become Iron Man, his daily work still had to be done.
After all, Lancelot was already watching over Tony where he was in Spirit (Spiritform).
Just as Tony had said, he really had just seen a ghost!
Under Lancelot’s supervision, Tony and Yinsen were researching a way to escape.
Lancelot really did come and go like a wandering spirit while claiming that he wanted to help, but Tony did not completely trust him.
After all, Lancelot was the one who had pushed him out from behind the rock, forcing him to take three rockets head-on with his face.
As a result, Tony decided to break out using his own efforts.
He dismantled the pile of missiles inside the cave and used the outer casings of his own missiles to forge metal, preparing to make a set of protective armor.
Amakusa did not really know how Tony in the movie had originally come up with the idea of making something like that.
However, in this world, the reason Tony was able to think of making such a thing without suffering any injuries was because of Lancelot.
Lancelot, clad in full armor from head to toe, looked incredibly sturdy.
Although Tony felt that Lancelot’s armor would not be able to withstand weapons manufactured by his own company, the outer casings of those very weapons could!
Strange, wasn’t it?
Weapons made by oneself could not penetrate defenses made by oneself.
If armor made by Stark Industries fell into the hands of terrorists, it would truly give the soldiers using Stark Industries weapons a massive headache.
Therefore, Tony and his assistant, Yinsen, were currently happily forging metal, striving to create armor that would fit his body—the kind of armor that completely enclosed his entire body—to ensure that he could withstand the terrorists’ barrage of bullets.
As for Lancelot, who continued watching them in Spirit form, Tony remained firm in his original assessment: it really was like watching a ghost!
Therefore, while Tony was busy forging metal these days, Amakusa also had to finish his own tasks.
His event quest was indeed to help Tony become Iron Man, but he still had his weekly quest (Weekly Quest).
The task of guiding people toward the path of light was still ongoing.
After seeing off the congregation who had come to listen to today’s sermon, Amakusa closed the Bible in his hands and began thinking about his task.
His task was to guide various types of people to yearn for the light.
Then, could these different types of people have overlapping attributes?
The attributes listed in the task included children, teenagers, young adults, the elderly, and even criminals and police officers.
The task related to police officers had already been completed, but those two black police officer brothers from before should also have fallen into the young adult category.
However, the task indicator did not show that the young adult category had been completed.
“So this point is also different from what’s in the game…”
Amakusa already knew for certain that this FGO system differed from the FGO game.
Otherwise, after obtaining Heaven’s Feel (Holy Grail), would the destructive power of his Noble Phantasm really have increased by only 40%? Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
It was better used as a Mana supply.
Besides, if Amakusa Shirou’s Noble Phantasm relied solely on the Mana within his own body, there was absolutely no way he could launch it on a large scale.
“Senpai, how is the situation with Knight Lancelot?
Is he helping Senpai complete the task?”
As an assistant, Mash did not have a Contract with Lancelot, so she could not directly know Lancelot’s situation.
However, Lancelot could be considered Mash’s father, after all, so she still wanted to know how he was doing, especially since this task was also related to Amakusa.
“Lancelot’s task is going very well right now.
Everything is proceeding in a very orderly manner.
You don’t need to worry, Mash.”
Amakusa smiled warmly.
“I have complete confidence in Lancelot’s abilities.
Compared to Lancelot, I’m the one who needs to think about how to finish my own task.
I’ve only completed one of my weekly quests.”
“That’s true.
This week has already entered its third day, but Senpai has only completed one weekly quest.
You really need to put in a little more effort.
Although it doesn’t matter if the weekly quests aren’t completed, this is a way for Senpai to collect Saint Quartz more quickly.
So Senpai, keep going.”
Mash also smiled as she encouraged her senior.
“Yes, this concerns my Saint Quartz.”
Amakusa nodded in agreement, then turned around and placed the Bible on the table.
“Mash, I’m going out for a walk for a while to see if there’s anything I can do.
Please watch the house for me.”
“Okay, Senpai.
Please be careful on the way.”
Mash took her responsibility of guarding the house very seriously and reminded Amakusa to be careful.
After nodding in acknowledgment of Mash’s warning, Amakusa left the church.
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New York was never short of chaos.
The New York metropolitan area had a population of more than twenty million people.
With such a massive population, there were bound to be all kinds of minor incidents occurring every day, and even major incidents as well.
From a darker perspective, among these twenty million people, there were also a frighteningly large number of people with the Chaotic Evil attribute.
Hell’s Kitchen in particular was notorious for being the area with the highest concentration of crime in New York.
Of course, there were also some criminal incidents occurring in the Brooklyn area where Amakusa currently was, only far fewer compared to Hell’s Kitchen.
Still, robberies committed by local criminals should not be difficult to find here.
Therefore, Amakusa planned to take a walk outside and see whether he could come across a street incident, then spontaneously play the role of a street hero. Enjoying the story? Read on at novelping . com.
He would not do this in the long term; he was only acting temporarily in order to complete the criminal category of this particular task.
After walking roughly two blocks away from the church, Amakusa happened to encounter an acquaintance who was waiting at a red light.
That person was a regular member of his church, the true big shot of the world in this world, Stan Lee.
Today, this big shot had not come to church.
“Hello, Mr.
Stan Lee.”
Amakusa’s proactive greeting pleasantly surprised the old man.
“Oh, Pastor Amakusa.
It’s nice to see you.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t come to church today.
You know, I was actually getting ready to go.
I knew I might be late, but I really did intend to go there.
It’s just that on the way, I saw a robbery taking place, so I stopped to watch for a while and ended up getting held up.”
Although it sounded as though he were apologizing, Stan Lee’s tone remained as casual as usual, without the slightest feeling that he was actually apologizing.
However, Amakusa did not care about the fact that he had not come to church.
What he cared about was the robbery he had witnessed.
“Mr.
Stan Lee, could you tell me where you saw the robbery?”
“Oh, right in the alley in the next block.
It seems to still be going on.
I was watching it just now, but then that guy noticed me.
So he pointed a gun at me and told me to get lost.
In the end, I could only come here.”
“Thank you very much.”
Amakusa hurriedly thanked him.
He felt that he was incredibly lucky right now; he had barely left the church before running into Stan Lee, and Stan Lee had immediately given him a clue for his task.
The two police officers from before had also been brought to him through Stan Lee.
Taking long strides, Amakusa began running at full speed.
His body, which was stronger than that of an ordinary human, sent him flying as if he were almost airborne, and in a short time, he had already reached the alley in the next block.
However, before entering the alley, Amakusa, still standing outside, could already hear fragments of conversation coming from within.
The speaker’s tempo was incredibly fast, the kind of speech that sounded extremely irritating just from listening to it.
“Oh, man, you know what?
The clothes you’re wearing look really tacky!
You look exactly like a plumber from the ’90s!”