Overturned Tower

Russell sighed deeply: "Those geniuses chasing 'talent' are like moths chasing fire. The fire of talent is dangerous and charming... Their desire for brilliance will destroy them one day. I used to I've known someone like that before...but I don't even want to be him because I feel intimidated.

"I don't have their talent and toughness. What I'm good at is imitation and optimization. I'm not an inventor, I'm just a craftsman. Those insignificant advantages I have are just learned from others. It's just a talent stolen there. I have seen many outstanding people... Now I am very clear about this."

His life on Sogo Island was a precious experience that cooled Russell's arrogant heart.

And the memory of the previous life made Russell more cautious and humble.

There are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains... Once you accept this setting, you will no longer regard yourself as the only one in the sky and earth, Long Aotian.

Instead, it will be severely smashed.

"but……"

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly: "Master Bishop, you just said... Lycaon?"

— Wasn’t he murdered?

"That's why I want to keep you."

The old man nodded slightly with a solemn expression.

The bishop spoke slowly, and said to Russell something he couldn't fully understand for a moment:

"Lykaon knows you're back. He wants to see you.

"Of course...it's up to you to see him or not."

"...Isn't he dead?"

Russell frowned: "What do you mean?"

Are you going to send me down to meet him?

Or is he actually not dead?

And what was his bloody head?Special effects?

Hearing this, the old man frowned slightly.

He pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively: "You should know... Your chairman is also a member of our church."

"It's... a saint in the world."

Russell responded disapprovingly.

He thought to himself, if it wasn't for fear of scaring you old man, I can make a big change right now and bring her out to show you.

"According to my understanding, you should have had a face-to-face meeting with the 'Monkey-faced Eagle'."

The old man opened his mouth slowly, and said in a tactful and deep voice: "Then you should understand that the death of the body does not mean the death of the spirit."

Hearing this, Russell fell silent.

"……I see."

He closed his eyes and sighed slowly.

This is the final piece of the puzzle.

Chapter 62 The Prayer Device

If it is said that Russell still took chances with the bishop's words.

When Russell realized that the Bishop had led him to the prayer device...he understood everything thoroughly.

He stood with the delphinium among the nuns.Other people in the church who came to listen to hymns and pray silently looked curiously at Russell and Delphinium, who had been attracted by the Bishop himself.

But they were not curious enough to come over and ask what happened, they just took a look.Only a few people looked at Russell, feeling a little familiar, but they didn't dare to confirm.

And in the symphony of hymns, Russell sighed, and whispered to the delphinium behind him: "Don't be so nervous, Flotie. Go find a spare device, pray and try it out...you yesterday Aren't you curious about those nuns?"

"Don't you need to look at you?"

Delphinium held her right shoulder with her left hand, maintained a posture of holding her chest with one hand, and raised her eyebrows: "Is this really all right?"

"In church nothing happens."

Russell said with certainty, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me."

"OK then……"

Delphinium nodded slightly, and a faint blue light flashed in her eyes - she just quietly sent a message to Russell: "If there is any danger, please notify me as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, haven't I introduced it to you before? Look, let me demonstrate it to you..."

Russell comforted her again, and stepped forward first.

As if to demonstrate the use of the prayer device to Delphinium, he picked up one of the blindfolds hanging in the air and put it on his face.

It's not strong, but rather pure, quiet and peaceful, coming from the depths of consciousness.

His memory is like a book blown by the wind that turns its pages.Those beautiful memories that I once had but were suppressed and forgotten surged up like pages of pages that were turned.There was a bright glow of warmth, warmth, and sweetness in him.

The next moment, Russell suddenly opened his mouth, singing a melodious hymn in a low voice.

And the indicator light on the side of his eye mask suddenly lit up, and the transparent data line directly connected to the huge honeycomb-like network center above suddenly lit up brilliantly.

Those golden-green rays of light flowing intermittently from the blinders worn by the nuns are always bright and stable in the data line that Russell belongs to.The difference is like the gap between using a straw to drink milk that has been drunk in a carton, and sucking a carton full of milk.

According to what Russell introduced to Delphinium before... these golden-green radiances are the "trace power of holy order" that naturally emerges from the depths of the heart when recalling good things.

Everyone has someone they love, and everyone once had dreams and ideals.This light that bursts from the depths of the soul may not be strong enough and cohesive enough to make them saints, but it is indeed the power of the holy order.It is the "momentary beauty" that everyone and every individual has.

This kind of prayer can actually be regarded as a win-win transaction.

By reminding others of good things and mobilizing those good qualities at the bottom of their hearts, heal the tired hearts and spirits of others.In this process, people's consciousness will subconsciously relax, just like soaking in a flower-scented hot spring, or being gently massaged in the fragrance, and may even fall asleep peacefully.

And after losing guard, the goodness brewed by the soul will naturally overflow, and be extracted and uploaded by the prayer device.Although it is not enough for an individual to awaken the power of the holy order, these "bulk power of the holy order" can become the material for making angels after being purified by some means.

Delphinium watched Russell's expression gradually become serene and calm, and then she picked the blindfold closest to Russell and put it on her head.

Delphinium heard invisible and soundless "music" resounding in her ears—or rather, it was a kind of information.

When the delphinium's brain wants to parse this "information," it turns it into a kind of music.

Therefore, the delphinium, who was not considered good at singing, suddenly opened his mouth and sang hymns with a somewhat unfamiliar voice.

That feeling is close to "hearing a song I like very much, and having a strange sense of familiarity".Even if it's just the first time you listen to it, and you don't even know the melody behind it, you can sing along directly.

It's just that the song itself has its own correction mechanism, so that delphinium can sing without losing tune; and the "music" it injects isolates her own voice, so that she can sing freely without being shy.

Through the immersion of sympathetic perception, as delphinium gradually indulges in her own singing and gradually adapts to the feeling of "the body starts to sing by itself", the depths of her soul are gradually dyed with beautiful colors.

When she "opened her eyes" again, she finally couldn't hear her singing at all.

It's like a virtual illusion reflected by the game glasses... Delphinium feels as if she is in a grassland.But this feeling is more real than any game, and at the same time more illusory than any game.

The warm spring breeze, the endless wet grassland after the rain, but there are no mosquitoes around, and no one except myself.She just stared at the unglamorous sun in the sky, felt the spring breeze blowing over her cheeks, and felt a kind of tranquility.

She just watched the sun change from sunrise to noon, then afternoon and evening, without thinking or worrying about anything.

The sun sets and the moon rises.She still maintained that posture without moving, the fresh air and the faint sound of birdsong around her, and the cool night wind made her close her eyes comfortably.

There can be such a day, nothing to think about, nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about... Just like this, someone can help her manually empty her mind, and waste time leisurely in the most peaceful time.It's such a good feeling.

Delphinium closed her eyes again, leaned back slightly, and lay down on the grass.She seemed to have fallen asleep, but it seemed that she just closed her eyes and rested.Following her subconscious desire, the sound of waterfalls appeared in the distance in this world as she wished, and the sound of birdsong became closer.Night turns back to morning in the blink of an eye, moonlight turns into warm daylight.

Of course she knew that all of this was illusory, and it was just a dream that could end at any time... But even so, she did feel healed.

Among other things, it can make her no longer think about those complicated, heavy, and distant work matters... completely withdraw from the busy daily life, and let her mind do nothing.Just a few minutes of prayer, but it seems like a few hours of vacation time out of thin air-like the best virtual game, which can make people indulge in a virtual world and get away from all the troubles.

This is the same reason why games such as driving a lawnmower to weed, or washing graffiti with a high-pressure water gun, or sorting out items after moving can relax people's mind and become a healing game.Put your energy into the game completely, don't need to think about anything, just complete the simple goal in front of you.Time disappears in the blink of an eye, and so does stress and depression.

The prayer of the church is an enhanced version of this game - immersion and healing are enhanced, while the required time is greatly reduced.

As long as the delphinium has a thought, it can directly exit this "dream" and take over its own body again.Therefore, she can also clearly realize that she has experienced a round of sunrise and sunset in the virtual world, but she in the outside world has not even finished singing a 3-minute hymn.

—— Delphinium also finally understood why Russell had been strongly recommending her to try the church's prayer device, and why Russell came to work part-time when he was in school.

Chapter 63 "Don't come to school tomorrow"

When the delphinium started to think, the water column above her head was also continuous, but the brightness of the light was not as bright as Russell's dazzling golden-green light, and it suddenly became sparse.Even slightly less than the surrounding nuns.

After just one round of prayer, she felt her eyes clear and her mind clear.It wasn't that prayer reformed or strengthened anything... It's just that her tired spirit and brain were fully relaxed.

No prayers are required, and no worship is required.You only need to share "beautiful" and firm "good thoughts" to respect the gods.

At this moment, Delphinium understood—why the Cyber ​​Church can become the mainstream belief in this world, and why so many people rely on and believe in the Cyber ​​Church.And, why do people who come out of the cyber church rarely appear particularly despicable people.

The root of all this comes from this "prayer device."

Forget resentment, hatred, and obsession, recall the original belief, and rest and breathe in the place that suits you best.With this potent healing tool for the mind, it's hard to get extreme.The mental pressure is not great, the mind and brain are properly relaxed, everyone can become magnanimous, and everyone is an optimist.

In a dark and lightless world, the church gave them a false light.Everyone knows that this ultimate beauty is just a fleeting fake, a virtual image that is not much different from games and transcendental videos... But sometimes, people would rather be deceived.Because perhaps just that moment of tranquility and that moment of beauty can slow down those who have been pushed to the limit.

All they need is just that "one breath" of relaxation.

Whether this light is false, can people not know in their own hearts?

But even the most false light is better than a completely dark night.As long as one can see hope... even if that hope is so slim, one can still live.

This time, Delphinium fell into a peaceful sleep again.Unlike before, who was full of doubts and vigilance, she thoroughly understood the "necessity" of this kind of prayer.

And when the delphinium fell into a dream again, the power of the holy order emanating from her head became coherent again, as if she had entered a deep sleep.

On the other side, Russell is also in a "dream" similar to Delphinium.

The only difference is that he is not the only one in his dream.

Russell was sitting in his room.That cramped room was the place where he could relax the most...because that was where Alice was.

Now, Russell is sitting on the bed, quietly looking at the old classmate who boils water and pours tea for him at the table.

He has the unique smell of canines, which can be smelled even from a long distance.It's like having a dog at home, the smell is easy to smell.

That person is that classic otaku look.

His face is considered human, but has some wolf features.

Some hunchbacked, wearing round-rimmed glasses that are so thick that the reflection turns white when he lowers his head slightly, making him look like Conan when he thinks.His unruly hairstyle is pretty random, because it's really just pressed out after waking up.

He was wearing a somewhat worn dark green jacket with orange long-sleeved clothing inside.The costume featured the “brand ambassador” of a chip shop—a fat yellow chicken with chips in its mouth.Russell remembered that Sogo Island had produced [-] episodes of animation for it before, but the filming was terrible.

However, Russell knew... It wasn't because he liked the chicken very much, it was just because when he gave Russell a gift for the first time, he didn't know what to give, so he bought his favorite French fries.Because he bought a lot, the merchant gave him a long-sleeved T-shirt.

Yes, this man was Lycaon.

"You're still so skinny."

Russell sighed: "I didn't expect you to die like this."

Lycaon has a height of more than 1.8 meters - considering that the soul relatives are all kinds of strange things, and the height can be seen from more than half a meter to three meters, this height is already relatively tall.But his weight is only one hundred catties.

It's not a matter of thinness anymore, it can even be said to be a bit skinny.

When everyone took a bath together, Russell looked at his body... After taking off the long sleeves that have not been changed for a hundred years, he could see several clear ribs and an inconspicuous belly on his chest.Russell was much more shapely.At least Russell has pecs and abs, even though he looks slender.

"Ah...won't you drink some, Susu? This is the best tea you can remember."

Lycaon poured another cup of tea while asking.

The glass he poured earlier turned out not to be for himself, but for Russell.The second cup that Lycaon poured was for himself.

It's completely different from his wolf face, which makes him appear grim.

Lykaon's voice can even be said to be soft enough to be a bit of a girl——

Although Russell's voice was clear, it was an extremely pure juvenile voice.Clear, loud and clear, full of confidence and affinity.

But Lycaon's voice was not naturally soft.It's a bit similar to the feeling of speaking loudly because of social fear... The voice of speaking is close to falsetto, so it feels a little pinched.Even always slowly, not slowly, but a little hesitant.

To put it more clearly, it is the voice when you are called to the office because you made a mistake, or when you talk to the head teacher.

"No," Russell smiled, "No matter how delicious tea is, it's just tea. If I can, I still want to drink Coke."

"Ah, I'm sorry."

Lycaon lowered his head and sighed, but still left a glass for Russell.

Even if he knew, Russell would not come to drink.But he still has to take care of it.

"What exactly is going on?"

Russell sighed: "Don't tell me, you are a werewolf, right?"