Walking in the side passage where the candle stand was connected, Erin walked forward in a very low-key manner, and finally entered the corridor on the right, came to the door of a room, reached out and tapped lightly.

"Come in."

Hearing the warm voice of her bishop, Erin smiled, then twisted the handle and opened the door with her hand.

What greeted her was a room with everything.

Similar to the layout of a normal office.

Inside, behind his desk, his bishop was sitting in a chair, facing the window behind him, with a book in his hand.

The title of the book is [Particles and Nuclei, Sixth Edition]

When the bishop asked her to buy the book, she made a point of checking it.

The book is divided into two parts, the first part focuses on the substructure of matter, and the second part only introduces how elementary particles are combined to form hadrons and nuclei.

In the words of the bishop, it is a textbook that expounds the standards of nuclear physics and particle physics, and it can be called a classic.

"I don't know why the bishop has been studying physics lately."

Erin remembered the books her bishop had asked her to buy.

In addition to the book "Particles and Nuclei", there are many more books, such as "Introduction to Particle Physics", "Quantum Universe", "Principles of Quantum Mechanics", "Lattice Gauge Theory" and other books on physics.

Erin glanced at the bishop she had followed all her life.

She actually liked the scene and saw the bishop as he was.

In her eyes, the light penetrated the glass and projected onto the bishop's body, like a transparent and radiant veil for the bishop.

This made her feel that the merciless years flowed quietly in the bishop's body, but there was not a trace left......

"Erin, what's the matter?"

York withdrew his gaze from [Particles and Nuclei, Sixth Edition] and looked at Erin.

"Bishop, I've given Mr. Chris the note you wrote."

York's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he remembered a very familiar movie.

"Well, I see."

"Bishop, why are you so concerned about Sharon?" Seeing her bishop like this, Erin wondered.

Having been with the bishop for so long, she also has a certain understanding of the bishop's character.

If it is not necessary, the bishop generally has an attitude of observance, like an observer, not participating or approaching.

Similar to this situation, the first time was the Lucy incident.

Hearing Erin's question, York's mind flashed with memories one after another, and he laughed.

"What do you think Sharon's kid looks like in your eyes?"

Erin thought about it for a moment, remembering her past contact with Sharon, and then frowned.

"It's incomplete, like something is missing."

"Looks like you're aware of that, too." York said indifferently.

"That child is really incomplete, missing half of her soul, that's why I pay attention to her."

Erin's brows began to furrow, as if she was wondering why Sharon was the way she was.

Seeing her like this, York couldn't help but laugh.

"It's okay, they'll come to us, and we'll find out why."

Hearing this, Erin thought of the previous note and bowed her head slightly.

"Yes, Bishop."

York, not explaining why, waved his hand.

"Go down, come back to me if you have something."

Erin stepped back and left where she was, closing the door softly without forgetting to do so.

York withdrew his gaze from the closed doorway and continued to look at the book in his hand.

In fact, the Silent Hill incident was just an opportunity for him to trigger the mission, so he paid more attention to what he was doing now.

That is to learn and absorb the relevant knowledge about the macrocosm, the microcosm, and the particles.

That's what he's doing now.

Looking at the experiment above, York's eyes habitually narrowed.

The book added a lot of experiments, and the results of the experiments, which gave him some initial ideas.

This is important.

Convinced that he could manipulate microscopic particles in the future, he was obsessed with these aspects.

Although there is some foundation, in practice this knowledge is lacking a lot.

Getting Erin to buy back a physics book would help his brain be relieved when he saw microscopic particles again, automatically filtering the influx of information.

At the same time, it can also give him a better understanding of various types of particles.

It is convenient for future operation, so as not to accidentally arrange the particles, do something really bad or cause unnecessary effects.

Like the thoughts in his head right now, the antimatter that he thinks.

This antimatter, in his mind, if properly controlled, will be more powerful, more powerful, and more terrifying than a nuclear bomb.

As for what antimatter is, it is the opposite of normal matter.

To illustrate, for example, the atoms of normal matter are made up of a positively charged nucleus and negatively charged electrons outside the nucleus.

Antimatter is more rebellious, its nucleus is negatively charged, while the electrons outside the nucleus are positively charged.

Therefore, once it touches positive matter, it will snap and annihilate directly, bursting out with huge energy.

The energy conversion rate is 100%.

Thinking of this, Yorkes couldn't help but exhale lightly.

This energy conversion rate is terrifying.

You must know that in the explosion of the hydrogen bomb, the process of hydrogen fusion into helium, only 0.7% of the mass is lost before and after the reaction.

0.7% of the mass is converted into energy, which is the result of the explosion of the hydrogen bomb, which means that the energy conversion rate is only 0.7%.

The nuclear fission of the atomic bomb is low, with an energy conversion rate of only 0.1 percent.

It's like a little boy who gave the people of Hiroshima a beautiful summer festival, in which just 0.6 grams of uranium was completely converted into energy.

Therefore, if one gram of antimatter collides with one gram of positive matter and is completely annihilated, the energy released is equivalent to 50 million kilowatt-hours of electricity, and 43,000 tons of TNT explosion yield can allow the people of Hiroshima to hold three Hiroshima summer festivals, and there is still a surplus.

How this doesn't make York a little less concerned.

Although he has the strength to do it now, the microscopic particle contains everything and can do more.

He will be able to do absolute defense, hand over nuclear bombs, hand over black holes, and so on.

When the time comes, you can really go anywhere, the existing cracks in the world are not a problem, and you can even go to the world of rot, the world of Kaos, and you can also travel to more worlds,

I'm afraid that by then, he won't even have to be afraid of Lucifer, because he not only has particle manipulation, but also spirit, telekinesis, holy power, magic, and ......

"Whew." York exhaled lightly and continued to turn the page and began to add more foundation to his future.

"Still," said York, pause.

"It seems that the child in Silent Hill can learn how to use the spirit to create a surface world space similar to the world of the dead."

The details of Silent Hill passed through his mind, and Yorks smiled warmly as he looked at the slowly departing car on the side of the church street as if he had the perspective of a god.

"He's a good boy."

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In the back seat of the car, Sharon was holding a paintbrush and scribbling on the white paper on her lap.

She tilted her head slightly, as if she was surprised by something, tilted her head, and glanced out the window at the church that was out of sight.

She saw two girls standing in front of a burly man, laughing and laughing.

As he casually dealt with Lucy's entanglement, John Wick seemed to notice it, and looked ahead to meet Sharon's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

Sharon grinned and repainted.

Chris and Ross, who were in the front seat of the car, were silent.

"Take a look at the note the priest gave us."

Chris drove to an intersection, looked at the red light, slowly stopped the car, then glanced in the car rearview mirror, looked at Sharon scribbling inside, and said casually.

"Hmm."

Rose also glanced back at Sharon, who was immersed in graffiti, and then took out the note she had just received from Sister Erin.

"Chris, let me start with it, I don't think the priest knows how to heal and can cure Sharon's sleepwalking."

Rose unfolded the slip of paper, as if to reach a consensus with Chris, a devout believer.

As the so-called elite in social life, they have more personal understanding of some things and are not affected a lot.

"That's what I thought too." Chris Dao.

"I'm not an ignorant person who knows what to do."

Ross glanced at Chris, and instead of speaking, began to uncover the note and look over.

As a result, this look made her stunned for a moment, her eyes widened, and her breathing stopped instantly.

Chris didn't wait for an answer, and subconsciously glanced at Rose.

Rose's performance made him frown, and he felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

Rose took a deep breath, trying to ease the shock in his heart, and held up the note to Chris.

However, when Chris saw the words on the note, he didn't do much better, and Ross reacted exactly the same.

Because there are only three words written on the note.

That's [Silent Hill].

As for why he was so shocked that he couldn't suppress his expression, it was because this word was often mixed with his daughter's dream talk.

The two looked at each other.

"You told the priest about this?" Chris Dao.

"Nope." Rose shook his head, "What about you?" ”

"No, I've never revealed Sharon's situation to anyone." Chris shook his head in response, his brows furrowed, and the doubt in his eyes intensified.

"So why would the priest know this?"

Rose pursed his lips and wanted to say something.

Beep beep!

But she was interrupted by the sudden sound of a horn honking from behind.

It turned out that the red light had turned to the green light for traffic.

Chris looked at Rose, who looked different, as a husband and wife for many years, he knew what Rose wanted to say.

"I'll talk about it later."

Chris gestured to Ross in the rearview mirror, then shifted and pressed the accelerator with his right foot underneath.

"Okay."

Rose looked in the car mirror, looked up at Sharon, who was looking this way, and responded.

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in the area of a mid-range community.

In a single-family villa with its own front yard lawn.

Chris was sitting on the couch, looking for something in front of his notebook.

When he came back from church, he became obsessed with the word Silent Hill because of Father York's note.

Originally, the term came out of Sharon's dream talk, but they didn't really care about it.

After all, it was just a dream talk, it didn't mean much, and the main thing they cared about was Sharon's growing sleepwalking.

But this time, Silent Hill reappeared in Father York's note, and he began to think that Silent Hill might be an important piece of information.

So when he came back, he started to look up.

However.

Chris looked at the page above, shook his head, straightened his upper body and reached out to pinch the back of his neck.

"There's no information at all, is Silent Hill really a place name?"

Chris looked at the web page on his notebook and muttered to himself.

There is very little information on the web about Silent Hill.

Just a few words.

Just like now, all he could find was that Silent Hill was once a remote town where many people lived.

There are also more ambiguous locations.

"Why did Sharon dream about this place? And why did the priest know about this place name? ”

There was confusion in Chris's eyes, and he couldn't figure out what the connection was.

Or rather, he couldn't find a point of connection between the two.

Thinking about it, Chris began to feel a headache.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps, and felt a warm touch in his temples.

"Did you find anything?"

Rose's voice rang out at this time.

Chris glanced back and let Rose sit on the couch and help him pinch his temples to relieve his headache.

"No, Sharon slept?"

"Hmm." Rose looked at the screen above his notebook and nodded.

"I didn't sleep long."

As he spoke, Rose was silent for a moment before continuing.

"Instead of bothering here, maybe, we can try to ask Father York?"

She thought about it for a long time, and instead of thinking of something, it was better to ask it in person to save time and effort.

The important thing is that this is related to Sharon, so the situation is different.

Hearing this, Chris sighed, thinking of the feeling that the priest brought him, mysterious and special, and reached out to touch his wife's hand.

"That's all there is to it."

Rose let out an "um", stopped kneading, and sat down in Chris's arms.

The husband and wife didn't say anything, just licked their wounds together silently.

Sharon's sleepwalking was getting worse and worse, so much so that doctors began to recommend that Sharon be placed in psychiatric supervision.

It was certainly unacceptable to them, but there was nothing they could do about it.

The two of them were quietly wounded there, warming each other, when suddenly the movement upstairs woke them up suddenly.

"Sharon!"

Rose screamed, broke free from Chris's embrace, got up and ran upstairs.

Due to his position, Chris was a step slower, but he also kept up with Rose.

The two of them ran towards the second floor and ran to the room where the movement started.

Rose took out the key and began to insert it into the door.

Looking at its movements, it seems that this is not the first time it has been done.

The door opened, and a small figure appeared in front of me.

It turned out that Sharon began to sleepwalk again shortly after falling asleep, and wanted to get out, but could only crash into the locked doorway.

And now, just hit Rose's chest as he opened the door.

Rose could only take Sharon in his arms and hold it in his arms.

"Mommy, Mommy."

Looking at Sharon, whose eyes were blank and her face was stiff, Rose hugged her and kept chattering.

"Mommy is ......"

Chris watched this scene from the side, could only take a deep breath to suppress the emotions in his heart, stood next to the mother and daughter, and stretched out his hand to hold them

(End of chapter)

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