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I, Doctor in the US

Chapter 319 - 318: $100 Per Bag? Zhou The Immortal Shows His Power!

Author: Black bicycle
updatedAt: 2026-01-19

CHAPTER 319: CHAPTER 318: $100 PER BAG? ZHOU THE IMMORTAL SHOWS HIS POWER!

Actually, the pandemic’s progression was faster than Zhou Mo Sen had anticipated.

It’s possible that even that Mexican couldn’t have known about the first infected person on the United States side.

By this calculation, from the perspective of the United States.

In states bordering Mexico, community infections should have occurred long ago.

Yet, no one talks about it, it’s the official stance led by Professor Fauci that’s suppressing the information.

The result is that the news appears calm and uneventful.

But what about the real situation in American society?

States in the East and North seem to be okay, but those bordering Mexico.

Like Texas, New Mexico, California, and others.

Are definitely experiencing widespread transmission.

However, for now, it seems like this isn’t a very serious cold.

The severity doesn’t appear to be very high.

But remember, colds can kill people.

This situation naturally makes many people feel differently.

You must know that in the United States, there are quite a few Americans who completely distrust this America.

Of course, in some American institutions, such people are called antisocial personalities.

But you can definitely say they are somewhat smart.

Yet, regardless of intelligence.

Ultimately, many people can sense that something isn’t right now.

Simply put, America isn’t entirely the product of anti-intellectual education.

Those who are not too foolish are like the perceptive ducks that feel the warm water first.

But!

What can be done?

That’s right, given the current situation, many are coughing and then falling ill.

Some may recover, some go to the hospital, and queue, some are blocked at the family doctor phase.

What would the family doctor tell these patients?

Drink more hot water.

Don’t doubt, family doctors are probably like this.

Some simply say just drink more water and that’s it.

But in America, they mostly drink ice water, especially now when it’s summer.

So, there’s no doubt, the pandemic is getting worse.

The ’what to do’ question becomes even more pressing.

Some people start thinking about religion!

Seek God’s help when things are unclear.

In America, this is a routine, absolutely not embarrassing, nor does it involve feudal superstition.

That’s how Americans are.

But what if seeking God has no effect?

Yes, like now, going to church and coming back still coughing.

And possibly, the church priests might start coughing too.

Then... seek some more special gods!

Right, the American soil not only breeds militia but also easily breeds cults.

So, those who once believed in certain cults?

Descendent Sect originally had quite a few believers.

Even if later everyone realized that the sect leader was actually a fraud.

But still, there were some connections among them.

Just like Zhao Ying.

She’s really busy.

Before Zhou Mo Sen called her, she’d already received countless calls.

Many were familiar faces from the sect, and some were quite wealthy.

But they are also in trouble now, given the current situation, they’re panicking, and their families have sick members.

Zhao Ying is truly anxious.

However, she is smart and soon saw an ’opportunity’ in this.

Could it be possible for the Descent Sect to rise again?

Of course, now the sect leader is gone.

But!

Zhao Ying immediately thought of Zhou Mo Sen!

Is it strange to think of him?

Not strange, not at all.

And when Zhou Mo Sen’s call came through, Zhao Ying knew what to do.

In fact, what Zhou Mo Sen told her was almost identical!

Zhao Ying’s ability to act was strong enough, and those former believers were indeed anxious.

Hence, right now!

A special ’sermon’ begins.

Zhou Mo Sen leisurely steps onto the prepared podium.

This could really be called a stage.

A platform for the sect leader to communicate with followers.

But it depends on how to perform.

Zhou Mo Sen came this time, indeed planning to perform.

But the performance isn’t his true goal, what he’s really after... is profit!

Massive profit!

The area below was filled with numerous people.

This was originally a theater, now rented, so let’s start the performance!

At least a few hundred people, and seeing the aisles filled, it might be a thousand.

No worrying about all that.

Zhou Mo Sen, dressed in a simple white robe, really has the aura of an oriental mysterious master.

Holding a microphone, speaking loudly.

Wait, wouldn’t a microphone seem strange?

No, not strange at all.

In today’s world, microphones are the most important tool for all cults.

Zhou Mo Sen doesn’t care about anything, his words seem to have magic.

"Everyone! The end of the world will surely come! This is the only truth of the world, every beginning has an end, just as birth leads to death.

But I can certainly tell you all, it’s not time yet.

The real end is not now!

However, now is also very dangerous!

This danger... I believe everyone has felt it, right?

That’s right!

What’s causing havoc now is the evil ruler, the plague!"

When saying ’plague’, Zhou Mo Sen’s tone was very serious.

And when this word appeared, many former followers of the Descent Sect exclaimed directly.

Why is that?

Very simple, the plague in Europe and America, especially in religion.

Is one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse!

Some say the plague is the Green Horseman.

Or maybe there are other explanations.

But no matter what is said, the plague in Western World is an embodied ’character’.

Or it could be said to be a demon or something.

In short, this is not just the simple plague we Chinese understand.

With this, Zhou Mo Sen honestly scared many believers.

But only scared them?

"Immortal Master! Please save us!"

Zhao Ying’s timing in speaking was truly great.

When she started, everyone else began to plead for Zhou Mo Sen, the Immortal Master to save them.

Immortal Master, that’s Zhou Mo Sen’s current identity.

Just as Zhao Ying said.

I won’t bother with these details, the main thing is, does the Immortal Master have any solutions?

Zhou Mo Sen directly took out a mask!

Holding it aloft in the air!

"Everyone! What do you see this as?"

A mask, yes, we all know that.

But no one dared to speak.

Zhou Mo Sen went on to say: "You think this is a mask?

Wrong!

This is the divine tool that can save you!"

Huh? Not a mask?

But isn’t it a mask in your hand?

Yet, Zhou Mo Sen signaled to Zhao Ying.

"Try wearing it."

Zhao Ying, of course, cooperated very well.

And when she wore it.

Oh?!

It’s really different!

How so?

Zhao Ying exclaimed, "The air is so fresh! I’ve never breathed such fresh air."

Huh?

The air has become fresh?

What’s going on?

Some believers were still skeptical but when they wore it...

"Immortal Master! This is amazing!"

"It truly is a divine tool!"

"This divine tool... please grant it to me, Immortal Master. I am willing to offer... 20 US dollars? No! A hundred US dollars!"

A hundred US dollars?

Isn’t it a mask?

What’s happening?

But no matter the doubts.

Anyone who has worn this mask will experience surprisingly fresh air!

People were simply going crazy!

Then...

"I need to exert power for blessing! So, there must be some reciprocity. Everyone! I also don’t want to make money off you!

US dollars, a pack of masks!

A pack contains 20 pieces, 100 US dollars per pack!"

Wow, a hundred US dollars per pack?

This price...

Is cheap!

The Immortal Master is truly benevolent!

The believers went crazy.

The Immortal Master indeed isn’t making money!

And this mask...

Anyhow, now it’s being frantically snatched by the believers.

As for the principle, of course, it’s very simple.

Masks have cooling balm beads inserted in them.

Cooling balm, naturally very refreshing...

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