But there may be other gods or quasi-divine powers.
After all, in the original plot, the sons of Bhaal fought and killed each other, and even started a war that affected the surrounding areas. The reason why gods and other forces did not intervene was mainly because they were afraid of Cyric's power.
While Aberdare was adventuring around the Sword Coast, the Prince of Lies was in a state of madness.
The gods were busy cleaning up the mess this guy had made, so naturally they had no mood to pay attention to the "little noise" made by a group of gods' sons in the material world.
Later, when Xirik regained consciousness, he found that the Son of Bhaal's chicken-eating contest had entered the final stage of the decisive battle.
In addition, when he fell into madness, he offended almost all the gods in the world of Toril, so they did not dare to intervene easily, otherwise they would inevitably be beaten up.
So, I could only watch it all come to an end.
In the end, the war for the right to inherit the Blood Throne ended miraculously without the intervention of any powerful external forces.
Although the Zhentarim, the Harper League and some other organizations also more or less want to use the Sons of Bhaal to achieve their own ulterior motives.
But compared with the powerful gods who possess decisive power, they are basically just a supporting role.
Especially in the later stages of development, the divinity and power of the most powerful Sons of Baal had accumulated to an astonishing level.
Even a legendary spellcaster and chosen one like Elminster cannot guarantee a 100% victory.
But now, as the Prince of Lies Xirik has been pulled down from the throne of powerful divine power by a series of operations by Zuo Si, he has now fallen to a weak divine power.
After a while, he might even fall to the level of a demigod with weak divine power.
Therefore, he no longer has any deterrent power.
This means that any god who has ideas about Baal may choose to intervene or interfere.
For example, there is the beast goddess Mara, the goddess of the night Shar who is always hiding in the dark and doing things, or the god of thieves Mask who is very interested in the priesthood of killing and death.
In short, there are quite a lot of gods who have reasons and motivations to get involved.
In addition, there is a high probability that the gods of the good camp will do something to ensure that the bloodthirsty, cruel and bloodthirsty Baal will not be resurrected like the god of tyranny Bane.
It would be even better if we could find a less evil heir to the vacant Blood Throne.
Zuo Si even seriously suspected that many gods had already selected agents among the Sons of Baal and planned to intervene decisively when necessary.
So he now also needs to cultivate his own agents.
Sancho is obviously a good choice.
In addition, Imoen, who is still ignorant and has not yet awakened, is also a potential choice.
Zuo Si believed that given their current relationship, as long as he asked, Ai Meng would definitely agree without hesitation given her personality.
As for Aberdare, whose brain was probably no bigger than a walnut and was filled with lust, greed and bloodthirsty impulses, he had no intention of cooperating with him from beginning to end.
At best, it can be used as a chess piece.
Just like that, in the following time, Zuo Si began to gradually control the entire power of Athkatla, recruit and train the army, and replace the previous law enforcers who had long been completely corrupt with soldiers wearing fully enclosed helmets with Shuoyou mobile terminals, bringing unprecedented order and fairness to the city.
Even the prosecutors and judges who were involved in countless interests were all fired and replaced by a group of professional bureaucrats transferred from Luskan.
Although many large families and chambers of commerce feel very uncomfortable with not being able to achieve their ulterior motives through bribery.
But under the strong pressure of the council headed by Vera, they were finally forced to accept this change.
After all, there is not much difference in essence between no one being able to bribe and everyone being able to bribe.
You have to know that things like bribery and money-for-power transactions also require huge costs.
And when one person starts playing this way, others will follow suit, eventually forming a terrible chain of suspicion.
Everyone is afraid that the other party will use the political resources at hand to suppress themselves, and the only way to check and balance is to continuously invest more money to increase political influence.
Now this kind of vicious competitive game has been banned at the root.
Merchants and nobles could save the money previously used for bribery as profit, or invest it in publicity, expanding production scale and improving product quality, thereby maintaining their strong competitiveness.
Not only that!
Zuo Si began to carry out drastic reforms on Amn's laws, government structure and social form, strengthening centralization, weakening the family power in major cities, and forcing them to hand over the political and military power they had seized in exchange for not being liquidated in the future.
He even issued a stern warning to the Shadow Thieves Guild, which was caught up in internal strife, demanding that Renoir Bloodhead and Maiwa not affect the lives of ordinary citizens, otherwise he would personally step in and crush them like stink bugs.
Anyone who is not blind can feel that this business empire ruled by a few oligarchs is changing at an unimaginable speed.
The power of the major families and chambers of commerce is gradually declining, and they are being replaced by an efficient, clean, strong and unified government.
Since there were hundreds of social science experts from the magical Earth in the floating city providing plans and reference opinions, what Zuo Si did was not just arbitrary and unrealistic.
On the contrary, every step he takes is supported by a large amount of feedback data.
The group responsible for collecting the data was none other than the Masked Mages Guild, which had already been actually annexed and controlled.
These guys had long ago built a huge magic perception barrier covering the entire Athkatla, so doing this kind of work wouldn't be much of an effort.
In addition to Zuo Si's notorious reputation, anyone who knew the inside story would not be stupid enough to jump out and oppose it.
Even if there are one or two fools who are short-sighted, they will soon be tormented by various methods until their families are broken up and their wives and children are separated.
After all, if you look closely at these nobles and businessmen, none of them have a clean bottom.
Therefore, even if only judicial means within the rules are used, it is easy to make the other party suffer a fate worse than death.
Now, the people of Askatra and even the entire Amn are concerned about one thing, that is, when will Zuo Si announce the abolition of the parliament and officially ascend the throne to become the supreme ruler of this country.
There are so many clear and unambiguous political signals that even the most obtuse person knows what is going to happen next.
However, unlike the nervous reaction of the upper class, the common people at the bottom were obviously very welcoming of this, and could even be said to be looking forward to it very much.
Especially from the series of actions taken by Zuo Si after he came to power, they were the most direct beneficiaries.
Moreover, in a dangerous place like Faerun, a strong ruler can deter the enemy to the greatest extent and bring long-term peace and stability to the country.
In this regard, Silvermoon City and Alustriel of the Silvermoon Alliance are living examples.
However, Zuo Si was obviously not in a hurry and was still advancing his plan in an orderly manner. He would take time to check Sancho's learning progress every few days and teach the boy how to properly stimulate and use the divine power in his body, rather than just treating it as a spell-like ability.
Needless to say, he was waiting for news from Baldur's Gate and Sarevok's actions.
But this calm before the coming storm was soon broken by a bombshell news.
Fuzor Chamberlain and his army from Zhentil Castle advanced rapidly, and many towns along the way even surrendered. They pushed through the green plains effortlessly, but suffered a defeat on the other side of the Chongsa River.
The Caravan City, Sknubel, and the City of Order, Eltoril, have united together.
The ruler of the former, the Red Shield Guild, spent a lot of money to hire adventurers and mercenaries, while the leader of the latter, Delt, provided hundreds of rigorously trained knights.
They ambushed in the bushes on the north bank of the river in advance, and when the Zhentil Castle army tried to cross the river, they suddenly launched an attack, causing unimaginable casualties in an instant.
The troops who had just landed and had not yet gained a foothold were defeated by Eltorel's "Hell Knights" in just a few minutes.
Delt, who has a high level of LV17 Paladin profession, rushed to the front and killed several dark guards of the Bane Church who were in charge of commanding the army.
The church of Heim, the guardian god, also gave its full support to this operation.
The prepared ones attack the unprepared ones, and the attack is made when the enemy is halfway across the river. The result is predictable.
When the landing troops were completely dispersed, killed, and fled in all directions, the mercenaries and adventurers armed with strong bows and crossbows quickly occupied the river bank and began to launch a frenzied attack on the enemies who were crossing the river on small rafts on the water.
Some mages and warlocks even unceremoniously cast fireballs, lightning, stinking clouds, grease, spider webs and other large-scale killing and control spells.
After a while, countless corpses floated on the water.
Some were killed outright, but many more fell off the raft and were swallowed up by the fast current and drowned.
Especially those unlucky guys wearing heavy armor, once they fall into the water, they won’t even have the chance to show off their swimming skills and will sink in minutes.
Then three metal dragons appeared out of nowhere and joined the massacre, causing the chaos to spread quickly and eventually lead to a great defeat.
By the time Fuzzol Chamberlain, who was still marching in the rear, arrived, his army of monsters had already lost a full five thousand people.
Most importantly, the army's morale suffered the worst blow since the expedition.
In desperation, he could only order a temporary camp south of the Chongsa River and confront the coalition forces on the other side of the river across the river.
The city of El Toril was like a nail, relying on its terrain advantage to block Fuzol Chamberlain's ambition to occupy the last few independent towns in the area.
Looking at the detailed record sent through the Zhentarim Dark Intelligence Network, Zuo Si immediately stroked his chin with a playful smile on his face, and said meaningfully: "Has the counterattack from the good camp finally begun?"
"You knew that Fouchel Chamberlain would be defeated?"
Clarice, who came in person to deliver the message, widened her eyes in surprise.
As the highest leader of the Zhentarim in Amn, she is well aware of how powerful the monster army under the Tyrant of the Moon Sea is.
A glance at the map shows that after landing at the west gate of the Dragon Coast, the army captured more than a dozen large towns along the way, and not even one could hold out for three days.
Most of the defenders could not hold on and quickly collapsed about an hour after the attack began.
In the eyes of many people, unless Baldur's Gate dispatched well-trained Flaming Fist mercenaries, Fuzor Chamberlain would definitely be able to sweep through the West Heartland region in one go.
It was precisely because of this that, after learning that he had suffered a defeat, not only Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim were shocked, but other forces were also jaw-dropping.
Zuo Si stroked his chin and said with interest: "Of course I know.
Because in the world we live in, good and evil, order and chaos always maintain a certain dynamic balance.
Do you think that the towns captured by Fuzol Chamberlain are only as powerful as they appear? No! There is hidden power in places you cannot see.
For example, there is a kind metal dragon living in the town disguised as a human, elf or other humanoid race, or there is a retired adventurer with great strength.
After seeing the aggressive army coming from Zhentil Keep, these hidden forces did not choose to stand up and offer meaningless resistance, and then be besieged and killed.
They chose to protect themselves first, and then wait in secret for an opportunity to drive out the invaders.
The more towns Fouzel-Chamberlain captured, the easier it would be for these invisible forces to come together.
When they think they are strong enough, they will unite and launch a counterattack.
Otherwise, why do you think that in the tens of thousands of years of civilization development and evolution, whether it is the good camp or the evil camp, they have not been able to completely defeat each other and firmly grasp the dominant position? "
Hearing this, Claris immediately felt a cold sweat, and cautiously asked: "What do you think we should do in this situation? Continue to maintain the status quo and wait for Baldur's Gate to send reinforcements?
Or do you want to find a way to nip this resistance in the bud? Or do you have any other plans?"
Zuo Si waved his hand impatiently: "Just let Fu Zuoer Qian Borui handle it himself.
If he can't even handle such a small matter, then he is not worthy of continuing to be the chosen one of Bane, the God of Tyranny, let alone leading the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep.
Most importantly, I have given him plenty of help.
There's nothing wrong with a person being ambitious.
But if his ability is not enough to support his ambition, then this person will eventually lead to self-destruction.
Unfortunately, that is the path that Fouzzol Chamberlain is on today.
I'm not sure when he will be consumed by his own endless ambition.
But one thing is certain, this minor failure is not enough to defeat him.
After all, as the tyrant holding the scepter, he can recruit monsters and even evil dragons to join his army anytime and anywhere."
Just as the last word came out of her mouth, a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind Clarice, and with a very frivolous movement, it stuck close to the neck and hair of the female mage and took a deep breath.
"Ah! The smell of roses! With a hint of danger and thorns! I like it!"
moment!
Clarice's hair stood up all over her body, and she had countless goose bumps under the strong stress reaction. She quickly stepped back nervously and asked in a stern voice: "You...what the hell are you?"
"Haha, I see fear in your eyes. Actually, this is totally unnecessary! Because women, especially those who are pretty and have personality, are usually very tolerant."
As he spoke, the black shadow slowly revealed himself with an appearance and figure exactly the same as Zuo Si.
You don't need to ask to know that this guy is the diary that just came back from another world.
As a shameless bastard who had completely let himself go and had lost his humanity, he had long been immersed in endless desires and unable to extricate himself.
Whenever he sees a woman who is somewhat pretty, he can't help but tease her, or even invite her to do some indescribable intimate actions, and at the same time enjoy the process immensely.
"Sous... Lord Sos! What's going on?"
After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Clarice was obviously a little panicked and immediately looked at Zuo Si for help.
"Don't be afraid. He has no ill intentions. He is just lustful. Go back first. If I have any problems, I will send someone to inform you."
Zuo Si held his forehead with his hand and a helpless expression appeared on his face.
Although he didn't know why the diary suddenly returned from the world of A Song of Ice and Fire, it must be something important.
Otherwise, with this guy's personality, he would probably still be frantically collecting beauties and building his own huge harem.
According to the accurate information Zuo Si has obtained so far, the diary has transformed a total of 300 female vampires and 454 female ghosts, and the size of the harem is close to four digits.
I heard that he also asked the biological scientists in the floating city of Plantia for some genetic modification technologies of dragons, elves, demons and devils, intending to directly transform the target race through the power of magic and artificially create a group of mixed-blood or pure-blood people that suit his own aesthetics.
Clarice was obviously not sure what the diary was. She turned around and left the Mage Tower quickly with great vigilance and confusion.
Just a few seconds after she left, the diary sighed with regret: "What a shameful waste. Such a beautiful, charming and charming woman is right in front of you, and you don't even have the slightest intention of taking a bite of her."
Zuo Si rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Don't tell me you didn't recognize that the woman just now was called Clarice, and she used to be Mansong's subordinate.
She is an out-and-out dangerous person, and she is ambitious to gain more power and authority.
If something really happened between her and me, not to mention whether Isadora and Talona would suddenly go crazy, it would be a hassle to deal with the aftermath.
What’s more terrifying is that if she accidentally gets pregnant with my child, it will inevitably lead to a series of very serious consequences.
Remember the saying in our hometown?
If you want to achieve great things, you must first manage your belt and stop acting like a male dog in heat all day long."
"Hahahaha! My dear master, please stop making indirect accusations here.
After all, I am just a carrier of your past memories and some of your repressed emotions and desires.
Besides, it’s you who is going to achieve great things, not me.
So all I have to do is follow the orders you give me and then indulge myself in my desires and enjoy myself.
As for those complicated intrigues and interests, they are things you need to consider, and I can only remind you at the sidelines."
The diary unceremoniously took out a can of Happy Fat House Water from the magic freezer nearby, then sat down on the sofa carelessly, crossed his legs, and started drinking it.
It must be said that his attitude of being a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water immediately made Zuo Si's mouth twitch uncontrollably. After a full minute, he sighed helplessly: "Alas - I'm afraid of you.
Sometimes I really don’t know who is the master of our house.
Why am I always busy all the time, but you can hide behind and enjoy life.
By the way, why did you come all the way to see me? Could it be that those players have caused some trouble again? "
The diary quickly shook his head: “No, the players performed very well.
Although they were divided into several factions, they were still fighting each other for larger territories and more interests, but they perfectly consumed the power of the nobles who originally occupied the dominant position.
Nowadays, the powerful nobles and their family members in Westeros have suffered heavy casualties under the bombardment of line infantry and artillery, and some families have even died out.
The forces that were slower to react were gradually sidelined by the players, and were completely turned into puppets without real power.
In addition, while fighting, they did not forget to carry out reform and construction.
Subversive social reforms have now been achieved in many places.
Anyway, there is nothing they can't do, only you haven't thought of it.
But they all have one thing in common: they are all frantically utilizing the resources available to them to develop industrial technology.
Especially those related to transportation and war.
The group of players you paid the most attention to before have now built a steam locomotive that can be put into use.
I heard that there are plans to unite more players to build a railway artery that runs through the east, west, south and north.
The steampunk world you want will probably be realized in no time."
Zuo Si crossed his hands in front of his chest and digested the information for a while before looking up and asking, "Since everything is fine, what is the purpose of you coming here?"
"Because the first awakened player who can see through the virtual and the real appears among the players."
The diary gave the answer calmly.
moment!
Zuo Si's expression changed slightly, and he quickly asked, "Has this matter not spread widely?"
The diary shook its head slightly: “No.
Don't worry.
With the mastermind Isadora watching, how could she give this guy the chance to tell other players?
The question now is what to do about it.
Should we just imprison the soul permanently, or should we have a private talk with him?"
"Tell me about this guy first."
Hearing that there was no spreading crisis, Zuo Si immediately felt relieved and began to ask about the specific details.
The diary shrugged and responded, “Actually, there's not much to introduce.
The player's name was Kurt. He was 28 years old when he died. The cause of death was self-harm due to severe depression, and then excessive blood loss made rescue impossible.
He possesses an extremely high IQ, especially his memory, observation and analytical abilities, which are far beyond what ordinary people can understand.
Through long-term observation and continuous testing, this guy discovered that the Infinite City is actually a virtual world, and the place that players think is the game world is the real reality.
You know, although the main brain Isadora has received a lot of knowledge indoctrination, it is impossible for such a huge virtual world to be completely error-free.
Kurt discovered and found many details that are easy for ordinary people to overlook.
But before he could try to escape he was imprisoned.
But what's interesting is that he was not afraid or nervous when he was trapped in the replica of Waterdeep's illusion. Instead, he quietly observed everything around him.
I think his brain, especially his thinking pattern, may be different from that of normal people."
"In that case, let's go meet the first player who discovered the truth."
After saying that, Zuo Si stood up from his chair and quickly passed through the portal to the floating city on the other side.
Without alarming anyone, he went straight to the room where the brain pool of the conch shell ship was located.
Along the way, one can clearly see a large number of newly born mind flayers, as well as a vast number of people who are tirelessly building various mental devices.
Generally speaking, the lifespan of these guys transformed from goblins and werewolves will not exceed half a year.
Often after laying an egg, it will be quickly arranged to offer its brain at a certain sacred moment and merge with the great main brain to become a collective consciousness.
Of course, the above sentence is used by the mastermind to deceive the inner demon.
The truth is, the main brain only houses the consciousness of the first demon to complete the transformation.
The other mind flayers that donated their brains will soon become part of the former after being swallowed and fused.
Their memories, knowledge, and psychic powers will all be absorbed by the main brain.
This is why the longer a mastermind lives, the smarter and more powerful it tends to be.
But the problem is that Zuo Si is obviously not confident in letting the uncontrolled Mind Flayer live for too long, so he can only use quantity to make up for the lack of quality.
But fortunately, the main brain Isadora is connected to countless players, who will continuously transmit massive amounts of information back to it, allowing it to continue to learn, grow and evolve.
"Take me to see the player named Kurt."
Zuo Si stood in front of the brain pool and gave clear and concise instructions.
The next second...
The main brain Isadora extended two slender and sticky tentacles, gently pressed them on the temples, and slowly released amazing spiritual power.
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Si's consciousness left his body and plunged into the illusion of a replica of Waterdeep City.
Since this world is completely controlled by the main brain, he appears next to the target out of thin air.
Kurt, who was sitting at the bar and drinking quietly, was so frightened when he saw this that he almost dropped his glass. After calming down, he cautiously asked, "Who are you?"
"Hello, Mr. Kurt. My name is Soth, and I'm a little planeswalker."
Zuo Si stretched out his right hand with a smile.
"Uh... hello. Sorry, I never shake hands with anyone."
Kurt was visibly nervous and fidgeting.
It can be seen that he is very resistant to communicating with strangers in his heart and obviously has social phobia.
After realizing this, Zuo Si retracted his arm and said to himself in a leisurely tone: "I think you must be confused now, what exactly happened to you, right?"
"You know?"
Kurtmon took a sip of beer and licked his lips before asking back.
"Of course! Because everything you are going through was planned by me without exception.
Including the virtual fantasy we are in now.
In addition, I want to apologize to you first, and then return the deleted and missing part of your memory to you.
Now I believe you can understand what is going on."
After saying that, Zuo Si took out the memory backup stored by the main brain Isadora, raised his hand and gently tapped the other person's forehead.
Before this sloppy-looking man could react to what was happening, many images and sounds quickly emerged.
At the beginning, because it was too disorganized, he had a splitting headache.
But soon, the sounds and images became clearer and more organized.
About ten minutes later, when all memories were successfully received, Kurt got up from the ground, sweating all over, and said in a trembling voice: "So... I'm dead!
Did you take my soul to another world and then inject it into a new body through some unknown technology?
wrong!
Not just me!
The same is true for those who think they live in the future.
Are you a god or a devil?
Why do you want to do this?
“Calm down.
I am neither a god nor a demon.
At least you should understand now that my actions actually gave you a second life, right?"
Zuo Si had a very friendly smile on his face, signaling the other party not to get too excited.
Kurt nodded without hesitation: "You're right.
I have recalled that awful place of coldness, despair, and numbness that occurs after death, when the soul crosses over the veil.
To be honest, I would rather stay in this real fantasy for the rest of my life than stay there for even one more second.
But the question is, you are clearly trying to save our souls, so why do you use deceptive means?
Wouldn't it be better to just tell us the truth?"
Zuo Si chuckled and replied, "Because it is difficult to explain. Just explaining one magic principle may take several days, and not everyone can accept it.
Most importantly, I need players, including you, to believe that everything they are experiencing is just a game.
You can give full play to your imagination and boldly do things that you would never dare to do in the real world, without having to bear any moral burden.
Imagine if those people knew they were living in a real world, would they still have the courage to face enemies or monsters several times stronger than themselves? Would they dare to laugh out loud when facing fear and death?
Can you kill thousands of lives without feeling even the slightest bit of guilt?
The answer is obviously no.
That's why I set up this mechanism to protect you and allow you to maximize your potential."
Kurt nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I admit that what you said makes sense.
Viewing the real world as a game can indeed make people brave, bold and fearless.
But how is all this possible? You know, we really are immortal!
No matter how many times you die, even if your entire body is shattered, you can be resurrected again in a very short time.
Is this also the effect of some powerful magic?"
"Haha, no, of course not. Have you heard of cloning technology?
All I did was protect your soul after your physical body was destroyed and then put it into a brand new clone.
In fact, every player has at least two clones stored in the floating city that can be resurrected at any time.
This is the truth behind why players can be resurrected infinitely.
Of course, this cloning technology also takes some magical means.”
Zuo Si answered the question very patiently.
Since becoming the Lord of Hell, he has been able to see the qualities and shining points of mortal souls.
And this guy in front of me, who looks very sloppy, happens to be a person with extremely high spiritual quality.
"Human clone? Soul? I see! One last question, what are you going to do with me?"
The moment he asked this question, Kurt became obviously very nervous, and one could even see strong regret in his eyes.
Because he didn't want to be thrown back into the cold, empty, gray world of death, nor did he want his soul to be permanently imprisoned or destroyed.
"I can give you two choices."
Zuo Si raised his right hand and extended his index and middle fingers.
"First, return to Earth and wander in that terrible world of the dead until your memory and personality are completely annihilated and become part of the deep well of the soul.
Second, sign a soul contract that cannot be violated, and then I will use magic to completely resurrect you, and you will work for me wholeheartedly from now on.
As for erasing the memory and returning to the previous state, don't even think about it.
Given your personality and intelligence, even if you erase all memories related to today, you will still be unable to resist the urge to seek the truth once again.
It won't be long before we have a conversation like the one we had today again.
It won't change anything except wasting time."
"I choose the second one!"
Kurt barely gave it any thought.
Because he was smart enough to know that this was a choice concerning his future and destiny, and he had no bargaining chips at all.
“Are you sure?
You should know that working for me is not the ordinary job you imagine.
It may involve countless conspiracies, intrigues, and killings.
And there is a high probability that the person I am going to kill can be classified as a good person in your eyes."
When saying this, Zuo Si's tone became extremely serious and earnest.
"Of course! I'm very sure! The reason I chose to commit suicide before was mainly because I felt that the world was too boring and too hopeless, and there was no point in living.
At the same time, I also don't understand what death means.
But now, not only do I understand the horror of death, I also live in a world full of interesting magic, monsters, and dragons.
So I thank you for bringing me here, and I am more than happy to help you.
As for things like good and evil, they are originally a subjective judgment, and stance is often the most important thing. "
After saying that, Kurt stood up and bowed with one hand on his chest, imitating the people in the replica Waterdeep.
"Since you are so aware, let's sign the agreement first. Isadora, take us back to reality."
Zuo Si loudly gave instructions to the mastermind.
In the blink of an eye, his consciousness returned to his body.
Almost at the same time, Kurt's soul was released from the enclosed space where it was originally stored. He was maintaining his spiritual state and looking around curiously.
Whether it was the busy mind flayers coming in and out, the tadpoles wandering in the brain pool, or the main brain that was so huge that it was unimaginable, they were constantly impacting his cognition.
"Come on, sign this contract first."
Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers, instantly creating a devil's contract out of thin air.
Kurt signed his name at the bottom without even looking at it.
When he saw the parchment scroll begin to burn violently, he asked curiously: "Where is this place? Why does it give people such a weird and terrifying feeling?"
"This is the brain pool. It is not only the storage place for all the players' souls, but also the core of the technology that transmits their consciousness into the body."
While he was speaking, Zuo Si had already taken out the [Bottle of Greed] card and asked the fire giant sealed inside to grant him a wish, and then used the wish to resurrect the man in front of him who had been dead for a long time.
Because the whole process was so fast, Kurt found himself in possession of his body again before he could react.
And it's not a clone, but my real original body.
He touched his face, beard, and slightly protruding belly, and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "This... this is resurrection? Resurrection from the dead! Are you really not a god?"
“No, it’s not.
In this world filled with supernatural forces, resurrection from the dead is not exclusive to gods.
Mortals can do the same.
From now on, all you have to do is follow Isadora to learn magical knowledge, and she will guide you on the path of becoming a wizard.
My dear, I leave this guy to you, train him well."
After saying this, Zuo Si turned around and left without looking back, leaving Kurt standing there in confusion.
But soon, a young woman's voice echoed throughout the room and even in the depths of my mind.
"Don't worry, Soth. I will train him to be what you need. If he can't do it, then I will transform him into what you need."
moment!
Kurt was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground and shouted in horror: "Who? Who is talking?"
"I'm right in front of you, can't you see it?"
Isadora suddenly stretched out two extremely thick tentacles from her brain pool and waved them in front of the other party.
"Oh--my goodness!"
Kurt slumped to the ground with a plop, completely in a daze.
Only then did he realize that the giant brain structure in front of him was actually a living, self-aware intelligent life.
And the voice was full of familiarity, almost exactly the same as the woman who was responsible for guiding players into the virtual world.
“You can call me Isadora or Mastermind.
From today on, I will be your teacher.
Remember, you must tap all your potential in the coming time and master arcane magic knowledge as quickly as possible.
If you fail to complete your daily study tasks, then I will force you to do so through my spiritual power.
If necessary, they will even perform brain modification on you.
Believe me, it's not a pleasant feeling, and the pain is almost the same as being cut into pieces."
The mastermind Isadora expressed her attitude bluntly.
"Can knowledge be instilled by force?"
Kurt's mouth opened in shock for a moment.
"Of course! Who do you think taught the players the language?
Considering that you have no foundation for learning arcane magic, I will instill this knowledge into you today.
By the way, I will also let you experience the pain that cannot be described in words."
Before he finished speaking!
The mastermind Isadora pressed her tentacles on the other's head and began to activate her psychic powers to transfer knowledge.
moment!
Kurt felt as if thousands of needles were piercing his brain, and he couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching howl.
“Aa…
(End of this chapter)
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