Chapter 117 Zai Zhe Actually, I feel like I can jump
Chu Xiuyan sat on the east-facing city wall, looking at Zhang Chun and Wan Mingxu beside the SUV. They waved goodbye to him from afar, then got into the car, drove away from Youdu quickly in the night, and gradually disappeared in the east.
The night is starry, and in the distance the sand dunes are rolling. A gust of wind blows, and the sand on the ground floats slightly, as if reflecting the silver moonlight, mysterious and beautiful.
"Well, let me see how powerful you are."
The faint sound slowly drifted away with the night wind. The young man sitting on the city wall looked into the night sky and swayed his toes gently.
"But, uncle, if they fail... I won't trust you next time."
System: [What are you talking to yourself about? ]
Chu Xiuyan collected his scattered thoughts, [Don't talk to me, I am now a sentimental young girl. ]
System: [Will the sentimental Mei Shaonian also have a non-existent imaginary friend? ]
Chu Xiuyan: [Will the bionic system also dream of electronic butterflies? ]
After a pause, his thoughts strangely connected to a certain point, "It sounds like I am the electronic butterfly you dreamed of in the system."
System: […Shut up, electronic butterfly. I’m going to remotely broadcast the situation in the north and south for you.]
Chu Xiuyan quickly sat up straight, [Okay, I'll leave it to you, Mr. War Correspondent System.]
…
Boom——!!
"Isn't this bastard tired?! We've been fighting for almost three hours!"
Mingji rose high into the sky and took a breath. With the help of the moonlight... no, there was no need for moonlight at all. The desert below was already covered by a semi-enclosed transparent barrier emitting a faint red light, similar to a fighting arena. The strange red light was swaying on all sides, isolating a battle area, and the scene inside was clearly visible.
The sharp spikes and handleless swords stuck in the sand were all made of irregular scarlet blood crystals, almost forming small hills of blood crystals.
Four mechanical spiders fell to the ground with electricity flickering, while the remaining dozen were harassing and restraining the target from a very far distance... They originally adopted a fatigue tactic, but the enemy seemed to feel no fatigue at all.
The machine controlled by the curly-haired alien was scrapped, so he hid behind a stone near the outer edge of the field. With a communicator in one hand and a small tablet in the other, he struggled to find some important information amid the explosions that sounded in the back.
"Zai Zhe Zai Zhe Zai Zhe... ah, I found it. Danger level double S, superpower? Power? It's domain type (more rule-based), and its own anchor point is selling 100 million coffins... What the hell?! Are you serious?"
Curly opened his eyes in disbelief. Suddenly, a scarlet blade came from behind and pierced the boulder. He rolled on the sand and dodged the scattered gravel, nimbly escaping at high speed around the edge.
"One hundred million coffins? How is that possible? That's different from the records of our wild dogs."
Mingji took a breath and flew back to the ground. He spoke beside Juanmao, while constantly observing Zaizhe who was attacking in the middle of the field with his sword. There was no expression on his face, cold and indifferent. There was no trace of familiarity.
Mingji felt a little toothache. Zai Zhe was obviously in a state of confusion...Has he been disturbed by the high concentration of blood crystals before? Otherwise? How could it be possible? Would he fall into confusion so easily? Or has he reached a critical point?
Whether it was turning into a blood crystal of death or losing control and becoming a god, it was not what he wanted to see... It was clearly just an ordinary action, well, the appearance of the Northwest Stranger had already shown that this action was full of accidents.
Mingji regained his attention with difficulty, grabbed Curly Hair and dodged another blood-red knife wind, and continued the previous topic, saying: "Domain-based superpowers are still more rule-based. I don't know how you superpowers evaluate them, but on our side of the Wild Dogs, the boss believes that once they lose control, they are much closer to the category of [God] than other types of superpowers. In a moment, the original order and rules of the world may change because of them."
His expression was extremely serious. "That is to say, the anchor point, or belief, of this kind of ?superpower? must be so firm that even he himself cannot break it..."
…
[It is a dream that is out of reach. It is a delusion that you know is impossible but you still have to work hard to achieve.]
[So selling 100 million coffins? Is there anything wrong with that? You just said delusion, right? It was the word delusion, right? That’s too much, Zhang Chun.]
Zai Zhe panted violently, closed his eyes tightly, and then? He opened them again, his vision was still scarlet, and he could hardly see the outlines of the surrounding objects, which were blurry and distorted.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered a long time ago, so long ago that he even thought he had forgotten it.
It has been almost eight years. The last base commander of the ruined city was on the verge of death, and he intended to select a suitable successor from the younger generation. At that time, Zhang Chun and Boss Lion were both on the list, but not at the top. After all, they had just been promoted to S-level, and they only had strength but no reputation. So after defeating the people at the top of the list, they planned to go to the two bases to practice management to determine the final winner.
Before they parted, they had a meal together and somehow ended up talking about faith.
At that time, because everyone had just been promoted to S-level not long ago, they had not yet touched the extremely dangerous boundary, but they had a vague sense of it, so they quietly tested each other, and found that everyone could sense the long knife hanging over their heads.
Things suddenly became serious, but for some reason, I felt relieved that I wasn't the only one.
Anyway, I later learned from the head of the base that this evolutionary path for human superpowers is very dangerous, and we must maintain our faith so that our consciousness will not be polluted by increasingly powerful forces that even touch the god level.
So, the first ones to find their own path were Zhang Chun and Lion Boss, one wanted the world to return to human hands, and the other wanted to kill all the gods in the world.
One? Greater than the other? This made Zai Zhe, who said "I want to help my father expand the funeral home", a little embarrassed. In the end? He changed it to "sell 100 million coffins". Although? He was laughed at by others for a long time in the end, it was at least justifiable on the surface.
Then, in the early morning of that day, Zhang Chun knocked on his door, forcibly pulled him aside and said those words.
[You are the most dangerous one among us. Don't fall asleep, listen to me carefully. You are different from Jing Heng. I suspect that your domain-type ability has mutated into a rule-type ability. You and I both know that those with rule-type abilities are the closest to God, and most of them die the moment they awaken... But you, your domain helps you block the curse from the world. The domain is both a restriction and a protection, but once you lose control, you may be exposed outside the domain. In a moment, the original order and rules of the world will change because of you... Zai Zhe, do you understand what kind of existence the gods who control [rules] are to humans?]
That night, Zai Zhe listened to Zhang Chun's words, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't find a way to make himself die without regrets.
So every time I saw Zhang Chun, I would hide.
Until the tide of strange beasts appeared at the turn of spring and winter. The scale of that time was much larger than the previous ones. Zai Zhe fought on the front line. In the domain, no one would die as long as he wanted.
So he happily pulled cartload after cartload of exotic beast corpses to exchange for money or supplies.
When the beast tide ended, he returned to the ruined city and watched his father hire many people to make coffins and sell them one after another. There was an endless stream of people lining up at the door day and night, and many of the small stones on the road had been trampled flat.
They were whispering, crying, their eyes red, in fact many of these faces were unfamiliar to Zai Zhe, but when these people saw Zai Zhe, they all called out his name, thanked him, admired him, and praised his strength and bravery on the battlefield.
...But it was he who personally put their relatives and friends into the coffin and buried them in the ground.
He didn't even dare to say that as long as the domain was opened, it would even be possible to resurrect these dead.
He could only polish the coffins over and over again, day and night, and during the busiest times he even opened a field to slow down time so that he could make more coffins, and then, on the dead, he would place a small white flower.
In fact, he couldn't explain how he felt at that time, he just felt... a little depressed. His back and waist ached from making coffins, his hands had many wounds, and there were so many orders that he felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
When there were fewer and fewer people queuing at the door, and finally, when no one came for three consecutive days, he finally went to find Zhang Chun.
At that time, the base managed by Zhang Chun was also attacked by a tide of beasts. He was very busy, but he still found time to meet him.
Zai Zhe didn't say much and just said that he had found his own path.
[I want to sell 100 million coffins.]
He looked into Zhang Chun's eyes and said as if complaining: [But I can't sell so many at once. I've been so busy lately that I don't even have time to breathe. So, take your time. One? One? One or two orders a month will be enough. It's best to book in advance, but don't be too anxious...]
Under Zhang Chun's gaze, Zai Zhe's forced smile became increasingly fainter, and finally disappeared.
He was silent for a long time, and then said: "Zhang Chun, I want those who buy my coffin to die a proper death in the coffin. I want them to die of old age."
"Zai Zhe——"
The sharp and piercing sound briefly awakened Zai Zhe's consciousness. He looked at Ming Ji, whose pupils constricted in front of him. The long knife in his hand was close to the other's eyes. He was just about to pierce his eyeballs or even his head.
Zai Zhe did not hesitate to turn his wrist and thrust the long knife deep into his chest, a few centimeters away from his heart. He held the knife just right, not killing him, but it would be very painful.
Mingji stared blankly at Zai Zhe's cold and decisive reaction, without even thinking of retreating, "Fuck, are you awake?"
"No, almost..."
Zai Zhe fell to the ground, his glasses were long gone, no wonder his vision was blurry.
He felt around for a while, gave up looking for his glasses, and slammed his fist into the sand, coughing up blood while swearing through gritted teeth: "Zhang Chun, you are a fucking bastard."
He has realized the real purpose of this action.
"You're doing this? Can you? Notify me in advance? Just a sound? Is it that difficult?!"
That guy wanted him...
"Tell me! I am still one step away! Tell me what the last key is—"
Is it to let him master the power of God with human thinking?
boom--!
The sand beneath Zai Zhe suddenly collapsed, and he fell directly into the bottomless desert, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
The next second, the collapsed hole returned to its original state, flat and natural?, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal, as if the huge pit that appeared in the previous second was just an illusion?.
But? Zai Zhe's disappearance showed that everything that just happened was real.
Mingji and Juanmao looked at each other and swallowed.
Curly: "Excuse me, do you have any sand-type abilities?"
Mingji: "...No, but there is one? An earth-type ability?."
Curly: "...I guess his name is not Zhang Chun."
Mingji gave a very forced smile: "What a coincidence, you guessed wrong, our earth-type ability user is called Zhang Chun, and he calls himself an ordinary B-level ability user."
Curly was silent. After a few seconds, he began to breathe oxygen like crazy.
On the other side,
Zai Zhe, who fell into the depths of the desert, fainted due to sudden suffocation.
When I regained consciousness, I found myself standing in a dim cemetery. The sky was blood red, the ground was charred, and there were coffins placed randomly everywhere. Some were tattered, while others were exceptionally clean.
Zai Zhe looked at the coffin closest to him. It was wine red in color and had a missing corner. It was one of his finished products.
He looked around, and it was so densely packed that he could hardly see the bottom, and he felt a little dazed for a moment.
Did you make so many?
"Would you like to give it a try?"
Behind me? Suddenly? There was a sound? A sound came.
Zai Zhe turned around and saw another? Himself sitting on a stone, wearing funeral clothes, the only white in this? space.
"Don't you often think that if I open the domain, the people in these coffins may be able to be resurrected... So why not give it a try? Anyway, what happens here will not affect the outside world."
That? The "Zai Zhe" in funeral clothes jumped down from the stone, slowly approached, and stopped less than half a step away from Zai Zhe, with curiosity and concentration on his face, as if he was observing and studying attentively.
Zai Zhe looked down at his palm, then looked at the coffins that seemed to have no boundaries around him, and was slightly dazed, and then? He said: "Okay."
The fake "Zai Zhe" in funeral clothes was stunned.
The next second, as the true owner of the space wished, the surrounding coffins began to shake, the coffin lids began to be opened, and countless strange or familiar faces appeared in the field of vision.
The resurrected dead opened their eyes in disbelief, shock, and joy. Some even knelt on the ground to vent their emotions, crying and laughing.
Zai Zhe took the expressions and actions of these resurrected people deeply into his eyes.
"Is this your wish?" The fake white "Zai Zhe" thought for a moment and said, "I understand. From now on, there will be no more death in the world..."
He didn't finish.
A blood-red long knife pierced his heart heavily.
Zai Zhe, the real Zai Zhe finally shifted his gaze from those resurrected people to this fake white "Zai Zhe", smiled, as if sighing, and said to himself: "So that's how it is, I understand. Human data records are wrong. We can't completely accept it, nor can we completely resist it. We must tolerate some and be vigilant at all times... What an awkward way to deal with it. Also, although I don't like someone using my coffin, it doesn't mean that I will desecrate the dead. They are dead, and the dead can never be resurrected."
“I’m sorry, but I really don’t understand.” The fake “Zai Zhe” was not surprised by the blade on his chest. He was even a little happy. He shook his head and said, “And, to be precise, when you use the key to open the door, I will always be hiding in your body, ready to completely occupy your body at any time, so the probability of losing control is much higher than when [closing the door], maybe? It will be more dangerous. But, correspondingly…”
Zai Zhe looked at the white "Zai Zhe" in front of him and said, "Correspondingly, I can also use some of your power."
The fake "Zai Zhe" snapped his fingers, "That's right! It's indeed me!"
The smile on Zai Zhe's face gradually faded. He quietly looked at the person in front of him and asked softly, "You don't seem to hate me?"
"We were born because of humans. We are your beliefs and your strength. Why do you hate your true self? ... But we don't understand human nature. We are too powerful."
The fake "Zai Zhe" said slowly: "So, we became distorted. We distorted your beliefs, our own positions, and all the principles in the world. When we devoured your hearts and occupied your bodies, we finally became the evil gods in the mouths of humans. So, be careful, Zai Zhe. Don't let distortion devour you, and don't let me become you."
The fake "Zai Zhe" who was only half a step away suddenly? reached out and gave him a push? Zai Zhe, watching the other person fall deeply through the charred soil, said meaningfully: "Also, be careful of the one next to you, don't be deceived by his appearance."
Zai Zhe had no time to think. He was falling, falling non-stop. It was pitch black all around him. Then, as if he had broken through some barrier, a blinding white light suddenly burst out from his vision.
He saw himself floating high in the air.
The sky was an earthy yellow color, the ground was dotted with twinkling stars, the waning moon looked like a reflection on the water, and fine sand flowed slowly from the sky, reflecting the silvery-white light and falling into the starry ground.
The world has turned upside down.
And he stood in the middle of this world.
…
"What is that?"
An hour after leaving Youdu, Zhang Chun suddenly stopped the car on the road, and then seemed to be waiting for something.
Wan Mingxu rarely refuted Zhang Chun's actions, and this time he did the same, quietly observing the surroundings, trying to find the reason why Zhang Chun stopped.
Then, a blinding white light suddenly erupted from the south, which was particularly obvious in the dark night, like a white light tree growing between the sky and the earth. After a few seconds, the sky and the earth began to turn upside down.
The stars fell like flowing water, and the sand began to rise into the sky. The extraordinary scene made him turn his head to look at Zhang Chun repeatedly.
"He succeeded." Zhang Chun turned the car key again, stepped on the accelerator, and continued to drive forward, saying calmly: "The same thing happened on the other side."
Wan Mingxu was silent for a moment, turned his head to look at the dazzling tree of light, and slowly clenched his hands in his pockets.
…
Youdu.
Chu Xiuyan stood completely on the city wall, staring at the white light tree in the distance and the shocking scene of the world turning upside down, and couldn't help but be stunned for a long while.
Then, he spoke in a daze: "Although the uncle said that Zai Zhe and the others are very strong...but, this? Isn't it a bit too much?"
"Actually? It's the legendary E2, so awesome... By the way, has the uncle also reached E2? How come I've never seen it before? He's hiding it too well, damn..."
"System, I want E2 too."
The system felt a headache: […I didn’t even give you the ability to cheat, how could I have such ability? ]
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