Fully Automatic Prayer Machine.
Every word seemed understandable on its own, but once they were put together, the Priest was a little bewildered, unable to make sense of it—no, bro, what the fuck were you doing?
But seeing Ji Jue's utterly earnest expression, his brow furrowed so deeply that his features nearly twisted out of shape.
It was not that he could not understand it, but that he simply could not believe it.
Just what exactly were you trying to do?!
"It... it..."
"As the name suggests, it means exactly what you understand it to mean."
Ji Jue smiled and spread his hands. "As long as you wear it, it can pray on your behalf. There is no need to focus or meditate, and no need to waste time. Even while eating, drinking, or using the restroom, it will operate without pause.
"Of course, as an alchemical device, it does consume a little Spiritual Substance. So if worn for extended periods, you will feel fatigued—but at most, it is only the kind of fatigue that one night's sleep can replenish. You can even wear it while sleeping.
"That way, twenty-four hours a day, thirty days a month, twelve months a year—every moment, every second, would be equivalent to praying."
The Priest looked indifferent and scoffed. "Ha, why would I need—"
"You must be terribly troubled by it, right?"
Before he could finish, Ji Jue cut him off and said bluntly, "A great figure as busy with a myriad of affairs as yourself carries the countless matters of the Order upon your shoulders. Wholeheartedly serving the Order and guiding the faithful, you have so little time left for yourself that it can be counted on one hand. With no regard for food or sleep, how could you possibly squeeze out so