If Russell had been blessed with the bishop's words.

By the time Russell realized that the Bishop had led him to the distortion device, he understood everything thoroughly.

He stood with the delphinium among the nuns. The rest of the people in the church who had come to listen to the hymns and pray silently looked at Russell and Delphinium with some curiosity, who had been attracted by the bishop himself.

But they weren't curious enough to ask what was going on, they just took a look. Only a few people looked at Russell and felt a little familiar, but they didn't dare to confirm it. In the midst of the symphonic chant sonatas, Russell sighed and whispered to the delphinium behind him, "Don't be so nervous, Flody. Go find a spare device and pray to try it out, weren't you curious about the nuns yesterday."

"Don't I have to look at you?"

Holding her right shoulder with her left hand, she raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows, "Is this okay?"

"There is nothing wrong in the church"

Russell said with certainty, "Don't worry, I'm going to have an accident."

"Alright then"

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

"Don't worry, didn't I introduce you to it before? Look, I'm going to show you," Russell comforted her again and stepped forward.

As if to show the delphinium a prayer device, he picked up one of the eyepatches hanging in the air and put them on his face.

Not intense, just quite pure, quiet and peaceful feelings, coming from the depths of consciousness. His memories are like books blown by the wind and turning pages on their own. Those beautiful memories that were once possessed, but were only suppressed and forgotten, surged up like pages of a book that had been turned over by themselves, and a warm, warm and sweet bright light emerged in his heart.

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

The indicator light on the side of his blindfold suddenly lit up, and the transparent data cable that was directly connected to the hive-like giant network frame above suddenly lit up with brilliant brilliance.

The golden-green light that flowed intermittently from the blindfolds worn by the nuns was always bright and steady in the data line to which Russell belonged. The difference is like the difference between using a straw to draw the milk in a box that has been drunk and when it is full of milk.

According to what Russell introduced to Delphinium before, these golden-green radiances are the "power of the Sacred Rank" that naturally emerges from the depths of the soul when recalling good things.

Everyone has their loved ones, and everyone has had dreams and ideals. This light that emanates from the depths of the soul may not be strong enough to make them saints, but it is indeed the power of the holy rank. It is the "beauty of the moment" that each person and individual has. This kind of prayer can actually be considered a win-win deal.

Heal the tired hearts and spirits of others by reminding them of good things and mobilizing the good qualities at the bottom of the soul. In this process, the human consciousness will subconsciously relax, as if soaking in a floral hot spring, or being gently massaged in the fragrance, and may even sleep peacefully.

And after losing vigilance, the beauty brewed by the heart 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 be turned into materials for the manufacture of angels after being purified by some means.

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

Delphinium heard, an invisible and silent "music" ringing in her ears—or rather, a message.

When the delphinch's brain tries to parse this "information", it transforms it into a kind of music.

So, the delphinch, who was not very good at singing, suddenly opened her mouth and sang hymns in a somewhat unfamiliar voice.

It's like "I heard it and liked it very much."

and there is a strange sense of familiarity." Even if it's just the first time you listen to it, you can sing along without even knowing the melody behind it.

It's just that this song itself also has its own correction mechanism, so that Delphinium can sing with confidence and will not go out of tune; And the "music" it pours into it isolates her own voice, allowing her to sing at will without being shy.

Through the immersion of empathy and perception, as the delphinium gradually indulges in her own singing and gradually adapts to the feeling of "the body begins to sing on its own", the depths of her soul are gradually dyed with beautiful colors.

When she "opened her eyes" again, she finally couldn't hear her own singing at all. Like a virtual illusion reflected in the game's glasses, the delphinium feels as if it is in the middle of a grassland. But this feeling is more real than any game, and at the same time more unreal than any game.

The warm spring breeze and the endless wet meadows after the rain, but there are no mosquitoes around and no one but me. She just stared at the undazzling sun in the sky, felt a sense of serenity as she felt the spring breeze on her cheeks.

She watched without thinking or worrying about anything as the sun changed from morning to noon, and then to afternoon. Evening.

The sun sets and the moon rises. She remained in that position, the fresh air and the faint sound of birdsong around her, and the cool wind of the night made her close her eyes comfortably.

There can be such a day, there is no need to think about anything, nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about, so someone can help her manually empty her brain, leisurely waste time in the most quiet time. It's a good feeling!

The delphinium closed its eyes again, leaned back slightly, and lay down on the grass. It was as if she had fallen asleep, but as if she had just closed her eyes and rested. As she subconsciously thought, the sound of a waterfall appeared in the distance in the world, as she wished, and the sound of birdsong became closer. In the blink of an eye, the night turns back to morning, and the moonlight turns into warm daylight.

Of course, she knew that it was all illusory, that everything was just a dream that could be terminated at any time, but even so, she did feel healed.

If nothing else, it can make her stop thinking about those complicated, heavy, and distant work affairs, completely withdraw from the busy daily life, and do nothing to empty her mind. Just a few minutes of prayer can be like a few extra hours off from thin air – like the best virtual game to immerse yourself in the virtual world and get away from all the distractions.

It's the same reason why a game like driving a weeder, washing graffiti with a high-pressure water gun, or sorting out things after a move can relax the mind and become a healing game. Immerse yourself in the game, don't think about anything, just accomplish the simple goal in front of you. Time vanishes in the blink of an eye, and so does stress and depression. Church prayer is an enhanced version of this game, where immersion and healing are intensified and the time required is greatly reduced.

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

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