American Variety: Scientific Exorcism

Walking in the side aisle connected to the candle holders, Erin walked forward in a very low-key manner, and finally entered the aisle on the right. When she came to the door of a room, she stretched out her hand and knocked lightly.

"Come in."

Hearing the warm voice of her bishop, Irene smiled, then turned the handle and opened the door smoothly.

What caught her eyes was a room with everything.

Similar to the layout of an ordinary office.

Behind the desk inside, his bishop was sitting on a chair, facing the window behind him, and flipping through a book in his hand.

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

When the bishop asked her to buy this book, she specifically checked it out.

This book is divided into two parts. The first part mainly deals with the substructure of matter, and the second part only introduces how elementary particles are combined into hadrons and nuclei.

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

"I don't know why the bishop started studying physics recently."

Erin thought of the books that her bishop had asked her to buy.

It's not just the book "Particles and Nuclei", there are actually more books on physics, such as "Introduction to Particle Physics", "Quantum Universe", "Principles of Quantum Mechanics", "Lattice Gauge Theory", etc. .

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

She actually liked the current scene very much and liked seeing the bishop's current appearance.

In her eyes, the light penetrated the glass and fell on the bishop, as if the bishop was covered with a layer of transparent and radiant gauze.

This made her feel that the ruthless years were flowing quietly on the bishop's body, but leaving no trace...

"Eileen, what's wrong?"

Yorks looked away from the [Particles and Cores, Sixth Edition] in his hand and looked at Irene.

"Bishop, I have given the note you wrote to Mr. Chris."

Yorks raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering a very familiar movie.

"I see."

"Bishop, why are you so interested in Sharon?" Erin asked curiously when seeing her bishop like this.

Having been with the bishop for so long, she had a certain understanding of his character.

If there is no need, the bishop will generally have a bystander attitude, just like an observer, not participating or getting close.

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

After hearing Erin's question, Yorks smiled as memories flashed through his mind.

"In your eyes, what do you think Sharon's child looks like?"

Erin thought about it seriously, remembering the past contact with Sharon, and then frowned.

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

"It seems you have noticed it too." York said calmly.

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

Erin's eyebrows began to frown, as if she was thinking about the link and why Sharon became like this.

Seeing her like this, Yorks couldn't help but smile.

"It's okay, they will come to us, and we will know the reason then."

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

"Yes, Bishop."

Yorks did not explain the reason and waved his hand.

"Go down and come find me if you need anything."

Erin backed away, left the spot, and finally did not forget to close the door gently.

Yorks looked away from the closed door and continued to look at the book in his hand.

In fact, the Silent Hill thing was just an opportunity for him to trigger a mission, so he valued what he was doing now more.

That is to learn and absorb relevant knowledge about the macro world, micro world, and particles.

That's what he's doing now.

Looking at the experiment above, Yorks squinted his eyes habitually.

This book added a lot of experiments and the results of the experiments gave him some preliminary ideas.

This is important.

After confirming that he could control microscopic particles in the future, he started thinking about these aspects.

Although there are some basics, in fact this kind of knowledge is lacking a lot.

The physics book that Irene bought would help his brain relax when he saw microscopic particles again, and automatically filter the influx of information.

At the same time, it also allows him to learn more about various types of particles.

This will facilitate future operations and prevent you from accidentally arranging particles and doing something bad or causing unnecessary effects.

Just like the thoughts in his mind now, antimatter.

In his mind, this antimatter, if controlled properly, would be more powerful, more powerful, and more terrifying than nuclear bombs.

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

To give an example, atoms of normal matter are composed of a positively charged nucleus and negatively charged electrons outside the nucleus.

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

So once it encounters positive matter, it will be annihilated directly and burst out with huge energy.

The energy conversion rate reaches 100%.

Thinking of this, Yorks couldn't help but let out a breath.

This energy conversion rate is terrifying.

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

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

The nuclear fission of the atomic bomb is even lower, with an energy conversion rate of only 0.1%.

Just like the little boy who gave the people of Hiroshima a wonderful summer festival, in which only 0.6 grams of uranium was completely converted into energy.

Therefore, to use more intuitive data, 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. The explosive equivalent of 43,000 tons of TNT can allow the people of Hiroshima to launch After three Hiroshima Summer Festivals, there are still some leftovers.

How can this not make Yorkey less worried?

Although he has the strength to do this now, microscopic particles contain everything and can do more.

He will be able to achieve absolute defense, rub nuclear bombs with his hands, black holes with his hands, etc.

At that time, you can really go anywhere, not to mention the existing cracks in the world, you can even go to the rot world, the world of Chaos, and you can also travel to more worlds.

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

"Phew." Yorkist let out a breath and continued to turn to the next page, starting to add more foundations for his future.

"But," Yorkes paused.

"It seems that we can draw some lessons from the child in Silent Hill and learn how to use the spirit to create an inner and outer world space similar to the world of the dead."

The details of Silent Hill flowed through his mind. Yorks looked at the car that had slowly left the church street as if he had a God's perspective, and showed a warm smile.

"He's a good kid."

——

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

She raised her head slightly, as if she was wondering about something, tilted her head, and glanced at the church outside the window, which was out of sight.

She saw two girls standing in front of a strong man talking and laughing.

While he was casually dealing with Lucy's entanglement, John Wick seemed to be aware of it. He looked forward and met Sharon's eyes. He nodded slightly.

Sharon grinned and started painting again.

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

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

Chris drove to an intersection, looked at the red light, and slowly stopped the car. Then he glanced at the rearview mirror, looking at Sharon Tutu drawing inside, and said casually.

"Um."

Rose also looked back at Sharon who was immersed in doodling, and then took out the note he just got from Sister Irene.

"Chris, let me say it first. I don't think the priest has medical skills and can cure Sharon's sleepwalking."

Ross opened the folded note and said, seeming to reach a consensus with Chris, a devout believer.

As the so-called elites in social life, they have more personal understanding of some things and will not be affected much.

"I think so too." Chris said.

"I'm not an ignorant person, I know what to do."

Rose glanced at Chris and didn't say anything. Instead, she began to uncover the note and looked over it.

As a result, this sight made her startled, her eyes widened, and her breathing stopped for a moment.

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

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

"What's wrong?"

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

However, Chris didn't do much better when he saw the words on the note, mirroring Rose's reaction.

Because there were 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 in his daughter's sleep talk.

The two looked at each other.

"Have you told the priest about this?" Chris said.

"No." Ross shook his head, "What about you?"

"No, I have never disclosed Sharon's situation to others." Chris shook his head in response, his eyebrows furrowed, and the confusion in his eyes became more intense.

"So why does the priest know this?"

Rose pursed her lips, wanting to say something.

Beep beep beep beep!

But a honking horn suddenly sounded from behind, interrupting her.

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

Chris looked at Rose with a strange expression. As a couple who had been married for many years, Chris knew what Rose wanted to say.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Chris gestured to Rose with the rearview mirror, then shifted gears and pressed the accelerator with his right foot.

"good."

Ross looked in the car's rearview mirror, Sharon raised her head and looked over, and responded.

——

In an area of ​​mid-range community.

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

Chris was sitting on the sofa, searching for something on the notebook in front of him.

After returning from church, he began to pay attention to the word Silent Hill because of Father York's note.

Originally this word came from Sharon's sleep talking, but in fact they didn't mean much.

After all, this was just sleep talk and it didn't mean anything. The main thing they cared about was Sharon's increasingly serious sleepwalking disorder.

But this time, Silent Hill appeared again in Father York's note, and he began to feel that Silent Hill might be important information.

So after coming back, he started to investigate.

However.

Chris looked at the webpage above, shook his head, straightened his upper body, stretched out his hand and pinched the back of his neck.

"There is 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 about Silent Hill on the Internet.

Just a few words.

Just like now, all he gathered was that Silent Hill was once a remote town with many people living in it.

There are also more obscure locations.

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

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

In other words, he couldn't find the connection between the two.

As he thought about it, Chris started to feel a headache.

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

"Did you find anything?"

Rose's voice also sounded at this time.

Chris glanced back and let Rose sit on the arm of the sofa to pinch his temples to relieve his headache.

"No, Sharon is asleep?"

"Yeah." Ross looked at the screen on the laptop and nodded.

"I just slept not long ago."

After saying that, Ross was silent for a moment and then continued.

"Instead of worrying here, maybe we can try asking Father Yorks?"

She thought about it for a long time. Instead of thinking of nothing, she might as well go and ask in person to save time and effort.

The important thing is that this is actually related to Sharon, then the situation will be different.

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

"It can only be this way."

Rose said "Hmm", stopped kneading, and sat down in Chris's arms.

The couple didn't say anything, they just licked their wounds together in silence.

Sharon's sleepwalking became so severe that doctors began recommending that Sharon undergo supervised psychiatric treatment.

This is definitely unacceptable to them, but apart from this, they have absolutely no other choice.

The two of them were hurting each other quietly there, keeping each other warm, when the sudden movement upstairs suddenly woke them up.

"Sharon!"

Rose yelled, broke away from Chris's arms, stood up and ran upstairs.

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

The two of them ran towards the second floor, to the room where the commotion started.

Ross took out the key and started inserting it into the door.

Judging from his actions, it seems that this is not the first time he has done it.

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

It turned out that not long after Sharon fell asleep, she started sleepwalking again. When she wanted to get out, she could only hit the locked door.

And now, he bumped into Rose's chest as he opened the door.

Ross could only wrap his arms around Sharon and hold her in his arms.

"Mom is here, mom is here."

Looking at Sharon, who had blank eyes and a stiff face, Ross hugged her and kept mumbling distressedly.

"Mom is..."

Chris was watching this scene from the side. He could only take a deep breath to suppress the emotions in his heart. He stood next to the mother and daughter and stretched out his hands to hug them.