Indescribable cyberpunk

“I know that my Redeemer lives, He is the living Lord.”

“When I was lost in the valley, He led me to the right path.”

In a small church somewhere in Community No. 13, Father Ryan was reciting words from the classics, holding a stick of incense and lighting the candles one by one on the three-layer iron stand in front of him.

A few children in simple clothes were sitting on a row of benches behind him, with small flashlights beside them. They were shaking their legs out of boredom, and their yellowed sneakers were rubbing against the bricks underneath. It was from stepping on puddles outside, leaving several dark marks on the floor.

"Father Ryan, we are hungry. You said you would treat us to a big meal last month."

The little boy who is already in the third year of primary school is the "big brother" of these children. They are here today because the priest in front of them told their parents that today is a day sent by God and has prepared a big meal to invite them. .

Although this is Community No. 13, their parents are just workers nearby, and the opportunity to have a big meal is not common, so they gladly accepted the invitation.

"It'll be ready soon. When I light all these candles, the cake in the oven will look like the one in the window. Can't you smell the fragrance in the air?"

The nail of the thumb unconsciously scratched the incense ash wrapped around the incense stick, so that the gaps between the nails were filled with a layer of light red. The little finger turned over and scratched through the gaps. The incense ash fell out, and before it hit the ground, it turned into a A layer of pale white mist floated out, mixed with the smoke from the burning candle in front of him.

"I seemed to smell it. It smelled so good. It was the aroma of honey cream cake. I ate it on my birthday and I still haven't forgotten it."

The little girl with two ponytails jumped off the bench, her face full of anticipation. After a while, she seemed to have discovered something, and ran forward to the podium in the church, looking up ahead.

"Shinnosuke, come and take a look. This cross is so beautiful. Father Ryan, is it made of silver?"

"What are you thinking? This is just silver plating. I heard from my parents that it won't sell for much."

A child doesn't care whether his words are appropriate. He just subconsciously imitates what adults say.

Turning around suddenly, Father Ryan's eyes fell on the group of children who were gradually surrounding the cross. He twisted the incense sticks with his fingertips and inexplicable emotions accumulated in his deep-set eyes.

"Faith is priceless, and it is impolite to talk about other people's faith in this way. You are only children, so you cannot be misled by these obscene thoughts. It will make you lose your bright future and it will be extremely regrettable."

After lighting the last candle, Father Ryan slowly came to the children and said softly,

"The cake should be ready. I'll get it for you. The rest will have to wait until your parents arrive."

"Okay~"

Several children responded in unison.

Entering the inner kitchen of the church, Ryan moved freely through the darkness, past the oven that was not yet plugged in, and came to the innermost cabinet.

"This filthy world should not be a place for you to live. Rather than sinking into this, why not let me take you to a new world!"

Opening the cabinet door, he took out the things inside, put them on a plate, and after arranging them neatly, he turned around and returned to the prayer hall without hesitation. As he walked, he shouted again,

"Children, the cakes are baked, one for each person. Don't take other people's cakes. What are you doing?"

His footsteps stopped in place, and Ryan looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. The honey cream cake on the plate in his hand was only slightly warm.

Children who were supposed to be crowding around were now crowding around a young man in a doorway.

"Are you Father Ryan?"

The young man obviously noticed him. He raised his hand and waved it, his face looked a little hesitant.

"I was introduced here. Actually, I have something to confess to you."

"Sorry, sir, today is a God-given day. I am preparing dinner for these children and their parents. I really don't have time. Maybe you can understand and come back. At eight o'clock in the morning, I will set aside free time for you. "

Ryan noticed the things in the young man's hands, some dried meats and snacks. Before the man could answer, he then saw him lowering his head and saying something to the children, causing them to cheer and run outside the church.

"Hey Shinnosuke, Kazama, you can't"

"Don't worry, I just gave them some coupons from the nearby supermarket, and on this condition, I fought for half an hour."

The young man interrupted the priest, took a few steps forward, rubbed his hands, and first looked around. It was a small church, and the walls on both sides were only five meters away from him, but he still looked a little nervous, always looking around. His eyes stayed on the shadow in the corner, and when he reached Ryan, he lowered his voice and said,

"Please forgive me for being selfish, but I really need your help. I'm experiencing something that science can't explain. I've been to a psychiatrist, but those damn meds they prescribed didn't work at all. I think it might be because Nothing else. Your church is the only church near my home. I really don’t know who else to find besides you."

"I think a psychiatrist is a good choice. It's probably because you haven't taken the medicine often enough, so the effect is not obvious."

Putting the dinner plate on the table next to him, Ryan didn't want to waste time with this young man.

"No, I don't have a psychological problem at all. I can see ghosts. When I sleep, when I work, and even when I take a shower, I can see them walking around in front of me. They are not entities, but some virtual ones. Ying, no one else believes in me, I think you believe in God, so you must know what is going on with me, right?"

"ghost?"

Ryan, who wanted to let people leave directly, began to look at the man in front of him, but he clearly felt nothing.

"Yes, ghost!"

The young man sat on the bench next to him, covered his face with his hands, and replied in a muffled voice,

"I don't know why. No one else can see it, but I can. If this continues, I will definitely be regarded as a lunatic by those people!"

"Sir, can you describe it in detail? I am willing to believe you and help you, but only if I know the details."

Ryan asked as he stood in the aisle, staring at the young man.

"Sometimes I find that I seem to be in a dream, and the world is different. It has become very ugly. Sometimes it is scary. I can't tell whether I am in a dream or reality. At first, I can I can tell the difference clearly, but recently I have been spending more and more time in another world, and I began to feel that it is real, as if I should belong to that world."

The young man's words were a little confusing, but Ryan still heard something he wanted to know.

This is the first time he has met someone who has awakened himself. It is really weird.

"Father Ryan, there is something very important. Just yesterday, yes, probably late at night, I was sorry in my dream. I don't know if it was a dream or something else. I saw something stranger than a ghost. Just inside the central void of Thousand Sails City, I saw a black cocoon. I’m not quite sure what it was, but I could feel that something was being nurtured in it. Do you think this could be something? omen?"

The young man continued talking to himself, then suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Father Ryan, his eyes full of expectation.

At this time, Rui En was stunned on the spot, his expression changed, and he looked at the young man with surprise and uncertainty.

The scene described by the latter is not something that a servant of God or a believer can see at all, not to mention that the person in front of him cannot even be regarded as the first two identities, he is just an infected ordinary person.

The ramblings of a lunatic?

Impossible. You can be so close to reality just by making it up. The chance is so small that it can be ignored!

Could it be said that he really received the will of the great existence somewhere?

To be on the safe side, he decided to conduct a test.

So he turned around and went to get the cake on the table.

"Sir, you have to understand that what others say is not necessarily correct, and not everything you see is an illusion."

Passing the cake to the young man, Ryan continued,

"If you don't mind, this is my homemade honey cream cake. The sugar can help stabilize your mood."

"Well, I don't need it. I really have no appetite right now."

The young man glanced at the cake on the plate and pushed it away.

"Hunger is just exacerbating the strange state you're in, which is affecting your thinking, and you're going to have to make changes if you want to recover."

"I don't think it's necessary. I'm really not hungry. I ate when I came here!"

"Eat it!"

His left hand pressed the young man's shoulder, secretly increasing his strength, and his right hand took a piece of cake from the dinner plate.

Ryan didn't want to waste any more time on this kind of thing. He had to confirm the condition of this person as soon as possible.

Bang!

The muffled sound when objects collide.

A figure flew upside down and crashed into the table, sending smoke and dust everywhere.

"I already told you that I'm not hungry, why don't you go on and say it honestly?"

The young man frowned, picked up the honey cake that had fallen on the bench, put it under his nose and smelled it. There was no scent of honey cream at all, but another weird smell.

There is no doubt that this is Zhu Jue who came to search for the target.

Since Suzi failed to completely lock on the target, Zhu Jue could only conduct tests one by one. Before coming to this church, he had already tested two people. This church was the location of the last coordinates.

Even so, Zhu Jue still did not choose to take action directly. After all, the position was only in the church, and there was no guarantee that the other party was the priest here.

What he said just now was Zhu Jue's impromptu idea, and he wanted to take advantage of Father Ryan's surprise to get as much information as possible. Who would have thought that this guy actually wanted to force-feed him cakes like a pervert.

Although his physical fitness was different from ordinary people, Zhu Jue still didn't want to try this obviously stuffed thing, so he had no choice but to reveal his identity.

Strike first to gain the upper hand!

I probably won’t be able to make the next chapter today, so I’ll update it tomorrow