Each believer became a cog in the task system, maintaining the operation of the "game."
After listening to the words, Nightingale smiled and shook her head,
"It's nothing."
Her gaze drifted out of the window.
In the yard, colorful flowers bloomed under the shade of lush trees.
As she looked at the trees swaying in the breeze, Nightingale's vision became slightly blurred, and the corners of her mouth gently lifted,
"These trees have grown so fast...last year, they weren't this tall."
Lunchbox's gaze also turned outside, gradually softening.
The trees there were planted by the five players, along with Nightingale and her younger siblings.
"Without realizing it, we've known each other for a year now...time really flies."
Nightingale sighed gently.
"Yeah."
Lunchbox nodded slightly.
Nightingale seemed to remember something and fell into deep reminiscence,
"It feels like this year went by so fast, like everything happened just yesterday..."
