Satan left.
Although he didn't get Constantine and couldn't go out to play with Fang Yuan, he still had the brat he just took back, which would be enough to keep him entertained for a while.
Of course, before leaving, Satan left Fang Yuan a circular badge engraved with a Ram Pattern; using this, Fang Yuan could contact him at any time.
In other words, Lucifer had given Fang Yuan his phone number.
In Lucifer's own words, he had never been this close to a human before.
Not only did Fang Yuan possess the [Dark Affinity Aura (S-Rank)], but his personality also suited Lucifer's taste perfectly, leaving Satan thoroughly infatuated.
Returning to the real World, Constantine blinked to find Satan gone, while the previously unconscious Angela and Chas had also woken up.
"Isabel!"
Angela rushed over to check on her sister.
Chas ran over to see if Constantine was dead.
Constantine touched his wrist and found that the scars from his self-inflicted wounds had completely healed; God's supplementary services were quite good.
"Why didn't he completely cure the cancer too?" Constantine muttered, fishing a cigarette out of his pocket.
Just then, his movements suddenly paused.
Previously, he had late-stage lung cancer, so he had given up on himself. Now that it had returned to the early stages, it meant—it could be treated.
So Constantine endured the urge and stuffed the cigarette back into his pocket.
Compared to his addiction, his life was much more important.
Especially since Constantine already knew his current situation: he wouldn't be able to go to Heaven after death.
God had explicitly stated He wouldn't take him, which was why he didn't dare die. Dying would only send him straight to Hell to become the top salesman at Satan's theme park.
Since that was the case, he might as well live well.
Fang Yuan handed him a piece of gum.
Constantine took it helplessly.
"You... you expected this from the start, didn't you?" he asked with a sigh.
He had figured it out; Fang Yuan had definitely done it on purpose and knew this would happen all along.
"Sacrifice cannot be utilitarian. If you had known in advance that this might get you into Heaven, God might not have shown up." Fang Yuan shrugged.
"Now Mammon is banished, and you didn't actually go to Hell. Isn't that perfect?" Fang Yuan raised his chin and said magnanimously, "No need to thank me!"
Constantine gritted his teeth. Although the result was exactly as Fang Yuan said, he really couldn't bring himself to say 'thank you'.
"Even if you really did it to save the World, it doesn't change the fact that you're a real bastard!" Constantine complained.
He quickly moved away from Fang Yuan. Staying too close to Fang Yuan would bring misfortune.
Fang Yuan didn't care about Constantine's rudeness; he hadn't finished collecting his spoils of war yet.
He walked over to the Isabel sisters and sent a surge of energy through Isabel's body.
"No after-effects, she's very healthy!" His words put Angela completely at ease.
Angela thanked him repeatedly. She didn't know what had happened afterward; her last memory was of lightning erupting from Fang Yuan's body to attack Gabriel.
"Don't mention it. Now we can have a good sleep," Fang Yuan said meaningfully.
The emphasis was on... 'we'.
Angela's face flushed, but she didn't object.
Fang Yuan was overjoyed.
Hey, there's a chance.
But it made sense. Angela and Isabel had gone through massive ups and downs over the past few days, and even their worldviews had been shattered multiple times. They really needed Fang Yuan to give them a 'jolt' and help them process their emotions.
Fang Yuan let Angela help Isabel to the side to rest, then turned his gaze toward Gabriel, who was standing dazed in the pool.
"Hey!"
Fang Yuan waved a hand in front of Gabriel.
"That's a wrap!"
Gabriel looked over despondently, but her gaze passed Fang Yuan and landed on Constantine, who was also walking over.
Her eyes lit up, and she immediately picked up Constantine's Golden Shotgun, holding it out to him.
"You must feel very angry right now. You want revenge, don't you?"
Gabriel pointed the barrel at herself and placed the shotgun in Constantine's hands: "Do it!"
"You really have gone crazy!"
Constantine took the Golden Shotgun and turned to leave. He didn't care what Gabriel thought; he just wanted to get away from this crazy Angel.
Moreover... Constantine looked back at Fang Yuan standing beside Gabriel and gave her a look that said 'good luck'.
Falling into Fang Yuan's hands, this Angel was truly unlucky; there was no need for him to punish her further.
Gabriel hadn't realized any of this yet; she just watched Constantine's back joyfully and shouted.
"See, you could have killed me but chose to give it up. You made the nobler choice!" Even now, Gabriel was rejoicing in her philosophy, believing it wasn't entirely wrong.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
At this moment, Fang Yuan interrupted Gabriel's thoughts. She looked over with a frown: "Who exactly are you?"
Fang Yuan had been right there when her wings were burned off. He didn't look like one of Satan's subordinates at all, but she was certain she hadn't seen him in Heaven either.
"Me?" Fang Yuan smiled slightly. "I'm the mentor God found for you."
At the mention of God's name, Gabriel had a visceral reaction.
"How dare you insult the Father's prestigious name!"
"This is a Church Hospital; do you think I'd talk nonsense?" Fang Yuan was very confident; after all, he was telling the truth this time.
He pointed toward Isabel: "If you don't believe me, ask Isabel. See if God didn't assign you all to me?"
Isabel nodded gently. Although she didn't know about the deal regarding Gabriel, she did indeed belong to Fang Yuan now, so whatever Fang Yuan said must be right.
This was the nature of a believer; no matter how unreasonable something was, they could accept it through faith.
Gabriel was deeply shaken. She wanted to say it was impossible, but Isabel was the Psychic they had chosen, and Gabriel knew her situation.
An extremely devout believer would never joke about matters concerning God.
So Gabriel fell silent.
"What can you... guide me in?" she finally asked.
Even though it seemed she had been stripped of her Angelic status by God, Gabriel remained a follower of God.
And beneath her surprise, Gabriel felt a hint of joy.
Because God had found her a mentor, it meant that even though she had committed a great sin by collaborating with a demon, God had not completely abandoned her.
To God's number one fangirl, this was the best news Gabriel had received all day.
"Isn't it obvious?" Fang Yuan pointed at Gabriel's bare back where her wings used to be. "God felt you had a misunderstanding of humanity, so He's letting you try being a human yourself."
He tossed out an invitation.
"If you accept God's assignment, sign this and begin your mortal trial!" he said nonchalantly.
Gabriel's entire body shuddered, and she quickly signed her name on the invitation.
Since Fang Yuan had invoked God's name, even a second's hesitation would have made her faith seem less than loyal.
A notification soon appeared on the Company Panel—
[Congratulations to the Host for signing an S-Rank employee: Gabriel!]
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