American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

"Amen."

No matter what choice he had to make, Yorkes did not forget to do daily fixed tasks.

After all, if 0.5 points accumulate, it is also a very considerable amount.

As the saying goes, it took him several decades to become a god by doing daily tasks every day.

Coupled with doing some tasks, the pace of becoming a god is even faster.

"It's a pity that the world seems to be exploding. I don't know if it's an illusion..."

Yorks sat alone in the holy St. Peter's Cathedral, brainstorming while adding the 0.5 attribute points he had just obtained to his health, which was ready to exceed 200.

The health value must be related to the preservation of life.

Therefore, he is also looking forward to what changes will be brought to him after his health points exceed 200.

[Add points successfully]

[Health value increased from 191.5 to 192]

"It's only eight o'clock." Yorks subconsciously glanced at his personal dashboard, feeling quite satisfied.

However, this relatively satisfactory mood could not last long.

The main reason is that the world doesn't seem to give him a chance to develop slowly.

"Oh, what this old man said is really something, it feels like the end of the world..." Yorks looked away from the personal panel, subconsciously looked at the statue of Jesus, got up in disappointment and walked towards the spacious central aisle.

"Now that you've come, let's make peace with it. After hearing why this person is me, it's not too late to think about the next step."

The words in York's heart fell, and he disappeared into St. Peter's Cathedral.

…………………………………………

There are only two days left before the inauguration ceremony. To be more realistic, it should be two days and one night.

These two and a half days are very fast for some people, but for some people it becomes extremely slow.

Especially for Yorkshire.

Time passes very slowly.

On the first day, he did nothing. He was just cooperating with other people's work.

If I were to wear a custom-made bishop's robe, would it fit?

After all, the bishop's robe is still a little different. Compared with the robe worn by the priest, the material is completely upgraded, and some details have become more detailed.

Symbolizing the color of the bishop, the purple border itself is made of special materials and has some special effects. It is equivalent to an external protection, similar to being invulnerable to all poisons, and can avoid being invaded by evil spirits.

This is the difference between upper and lower classes.

So much so that York had no feeling at all when he put it on. The material of this divine robe was so good that it made him feel that being a bishop was not bad for the first time.

After confirming the divine robe, including some accessories, Yorks began to rehearse the inauguration ceremony under the guidance of others.

Yes, he still had to rehearse how to move, after all, it was his first time.

This is already pretty good, but what needs to be done later is even more troublesome.

For example, before the inauguration ceremony, York had to participate in a priestly promotion ceremony. This priestly promotion ceremony was presided over by his replacement, Bishop Gabriel.

That is to say, he has to accept the baptism and oil ceremony presided over by Gabriel.

As for the process of holy baptism, it is relatively simple. Generally speaking, holy baptism is usually performed in conjunction with the Boyou ceremony.

The so-called baptism is one of the most basic sacraments of the church. The practice is no different from the previous life. Generally speaking, it only represents a symbolic meaning.

Symbolizing the cleansing from sin and the believer’s rebirth with Christ…

In the huge St. Peter's Basilica, the benches were filled with relevant clergy, bishops, priests, including Irene.

And he was sitting in front of Gabriel, accepting the baptism presided over by Gabriel.

"I baptize you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, according to the ordinances of the Holy Church."

Gabrielle looked at the man in front of her with a hint of relief on her face, sprinkled the holy water in her hand on him, and smiled.

"He who believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned..."

Yorks lowered his head slightly and accepted it silently under the witness of everyone.

…

After completing this step, Gabrielle looked at the man, and then performed the final step of the oil exchange ceremony.

The so-called baptism is also one of the more important sacraments, which means that the baptized person has received the gift of the Lord.

The clergyman next to him held a basin in front of Gabrielle. Gabrielle reached out and dipped a little of the holy oil in the basin, and applied it on York's forehead.

“I anoint you with the Holy Spirit of Christ, and with the holy oil of my Savior Jesus Christ.”

The retired bishop, witnessed by many clergy, looked at the successor below and blessed with a smile.

“May the Lord Jesus Christ, our King and God, grant you by his Holy Spirit the grace of the Holy Spirit, so that from the day of this anointing you may enjoy everlasting life forever and ever.”

Yorks took a deep breath, closed his eyes and accepted the blessing from the person in front of him.

In the tranquil cathedral, this scene of the baptizer and the baptized is reflected in the eyes of everyone.

The inheritance of the church was completed at this moment, and Yorkshire officially accepted the powers and responsibilities of the bishop.

Only the inauguration remains.

…………………………………………

the next day.

Yorks became a truly free man. He started taking Erin around like an invisible man, chatting with other acquaintances everywhere, without any nervousness or excitement at all.

But Yorkist finally found that more and more believers came to the Vatican to attend the inauguration ceremony of the new bishop.

This can be seen from St. Peter's Square alone.

The space that could hold tens of thousands of people was already showing signs of being overcrowded.

This made Yorks, who was standing on the second floor of the adjacent wing and watching, see a scene from his past life in a trance.

That's what major stations look like during the Spring Festival travel rush.

To describe it in one sentence, it is a densely packed place full of human heads.

"It seems that they are also curious about who the new bishop is."

There is a sound in the ear.

That was Gabriel's sigh: "It reminds me of the past. When I was promoted to bishop, there were also so many people."

Yorks glanced at the old man. The old man was wearing a very simple black divine robe. He had his hands behind his back and looked relaxed.

Obviously retirement has made this old man feel more comfortable.

"You retire, who will take your place as director?"

As soon as these words came out, Eileen, who had been following him, looked over subconsciously.

"Cecile, he's been very busy lately anyway." Gabrielle looked unconcerned. Sensing the attention, she glanced at Irene, and after meeting her eyes and seeing her dodge, she smiled and continued.

"Someone will take care of it anyway, so you don't have to worry about it."

"So can you tell me why you chose me?" Yorks sighed.

"Why just me? Gabrielle."

"hehe."

Gabriel then looked at the believers in the square and smiled: "Yorks, you will know tomorrow."

As he said that, the old man narrowed his eyes subconsciously, thinking of those photos and speculations.

Thinking of this, Gabrielle looked at York, with a mysterious smile in the corner of his twitching eyes, holding his arms behind his back, and slowly left the place.

Fool... You are so different from other clergy, and you still can't figure it out.

As the old man walked, he felt his thoughts in his heart, leaving a sentence before walking farther and farther away.

"York, you are special. Think more about the differences between you and others, and you will understand why you are the only one."

After the voice fell, Yorks stared at Gabrielle's back as he walked away, subconsciously squinting his eyes.

"What's different from others?"

At this moment, Yorks suddenly understood everything.

If you want to find out what makes him different from other clergy.

Probably the power of the clergy always needs to be bound to the church, such as God, in order to exert extraordinary power.

And he... is the power that starts from himself. After all, he can understand the essential changes that these powers bring to him.

The difference between the two is that other clergy rely on the power of God, while he is his own power and is not subject to any restrictions at all.

Even if he quits the church and has no religious beliefs, he can still use it. Even if he is no longer a clergyman, he can still choose any church to sit there and pray, and he can still get rewards from fixed tasks.

"Is this what it is like?"

Yorks couldn't help but shook his head, knowing that the traces of the battle were destined to be hidden from the church.

"It doesn't matter, there's only one last step left."

Yorks thought to himself, walking in the opposite direction of Gabrielle.

"Let's go, Erin."

"OK."

While following up, Erin looked back behind her.

The old man's back became farther and farther away until he disappeared.

She seemed to know what the bishop meant. In her eyes, the priest in front of her was surrounded by a layer of pure white holy light.

…………………………………………

The third day.

The inauguration ceremony began with much attention.

When the first ray of morning light passes through the huge stained glass windows of St. Peter's Basilica and reflects on the marble floor, it is like the hand of God gently brushing over this sacred church.

Believers, including passers-by who came specially to watch the ceremony, reporters, acquaintances who knew York, etc., had long gathered in the square, inside and outside the church, looking at the screen set up in the center of the square amid the bustle.

At this time, everything in St. Peter's Basilica was live broadcast on the screen.

Painted murals, sculptures and splendid decorations sparkle in the morning light.

The benches inside were already filled with senior clergy and some dignitaries.

As the camera zoomed in, Pope Gregory was already standing on the altar, wearing a pure white papal robe with a calm face.

At this moment, when the people sitting on the benches watching the ceremony made some changes, not only the believers in the Vatican, but also the believers from all over the world watching the live broadcast, were all moved in their hearts.

"coming!"

"..."

John Wick and Robert who were in Pluto Church, including some old believers who couldn't bear the long journey, all looked attentive, with a hint of invisible excitement on their faces.

"This guy……"

Old Mike in a room has stopped studying day and night and stares at the screen without blinking.

Behind him, Todd and others were standing.

…

"Haha, I thought he would be out of place,"

In the deepest part of St. Luce's Church, which was already filled with many believers, Father Lutz, who was on the verge of retirement, looked at the screen and smiled.

"The result is very suitable..."

…

Thailand, a strictly guarded hospital.

"Mom, has Father York come out?"

Saxon, who had just finished the examination, was limping into the ward with the support of medical staff.

Inside, Ms. Camille and Emilia, who was still wearing some bandages, were sitting there, looking attentively at the screen on the wall.

…

A supermarket where several small towns gather.

At this time, some people were looking at the screen hanging above, eyes wide open.

"Wait a minute, isn't this the one?"

"how?"

The supermarket cashiers who were preparing to settle the bill, including the boss who was standing nearby to help, subconsciously followed and looked over.

As a result, they were also stunned in place.

This left nearby residents waiting for settlement confused.

"What's wrong with you?"

As he said that, they also looked at the screen hanging above, and then they were also stunned in place.

They suddenly discovered that the savior they had been looking for suddenly appeared on the TV.

Wearing a long white coat with purple edges, a holy cord, a tie (holy belt), a wristband, a sacrificial mantle, a round coat, mass socks, ceremonial shoes, ceremonial gloves, etc., they appear in the church in a series of combinations central walkway.

Under the gaze of the whole world, he walked slowly towards the altar in front with solemn and profound eyes.

This means that the ceremony has begun, with choral verses and the solemn tones of the organ ringing out from live screens.

After walking up to the calm old man and the altar, York took a deep breath and slowly leaned over...

Gregory smiled: "We have finally come to this point, York. It seems that you have made your own choice."

Yorks pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I'm very happy..."

Gregory raised his hands, prayed silently for a moment, and then began the coronation ceremony for priestly ordination.

"In the name of God, with the authority of the Church, we declare you to be a bishop. May God's blessings be upon you and grant you wisdom, humility and a pastoral heart..."

When the voice fell, Gregory had a bright smile on his face. With the assistance of the clergy nearby, he took out a gorgeous bishop's hat from a solemn box, decorated with gold edges, gems and embroidery full of scriptures, and faced the man in front of him. He put it on his head.

The old man's breathing became heavier and heavier at this moment, which made Yorks frown silently.

But the expression on Gregory's face never changed, he just stroked his bishop's hat.

“May this bishop’s hat remind you that you are a servant of God, commissioned to preach the faith and guide the faith.

Disciple, always remember your responsibilities..."

As he spoke, the old man lifted a beautiful bishop's scepter engraved with biblical stories from the plate held by the clergyman next to him, and handed it over.

"With this staff, you will guide your flock, care for them, and guide them on the right path. May God's inspiration always guide your shepherd's heart..."

Yorks stared up at the old man.

Gregory smiled and nodded slightly.

"call…"

Seeing this, York could only stretch out his hands to take the bishop's scepter from the old man's hands.

Gregory smiled, then took out a breastplate inlaid with gems and engraved with a declaration of faith from the side, leaned over and put it on York's chest, and said:

"This breastplate is a sign of your persistence in faith. May you be guided by God's truth at all times..."

Yorks said nothing and silently accepted the old man's salute. He could clearly feel the old man's exertion, but the old man in front of him performed the last step with meticulous movements.

Dip a little holy oil and continue to apply it on his forehead.

Yorkes heard the last words as he felt a chill on his forehead.

"May God's Holy Spirit come upon you and give you wisdom and courage to serve the glory of the Church..."