So, are the villagers living in this small village really human beings?
From the perspective of physiological theories that are accepted by the vast majority of people.
The villagers' internal body structures, which were clearly different from those of ordinary people, meant that they were no longer human.
But a long time ago, Gu Xinghe remembered that Eiffel had asked him a similar question—
Does becoming human mean giving her a heartbeat?
But whether it was his answer to Eiffel back then, or his rethinking of the question now.
Gu Xinghe believes that the human physiological structure in a common sense is not the key factor limiting whether an entity is human.
The real key lies in one's self-identification with the word "human," one's own emotions and memories, and so on.
Therefore, even if the internal structure of the body has changed.
Moreover, he couldn't read their inner thoughts properly; they were like mud puppets devoid of independent consciousness.
But Gu Xinghe still believes that the "people" in this village are still human beings.
Or rather, when the villagers gather together, they can even transform into his followers.
Judging from their resistance against the malice emanating from the space.
The people in the village today must be entities formed from the emotions of beauty and hope left behind by humans in the past.
Yes, it seems that the people in the village are able to resist the malice emanating from this space.
It also coexists with this space to some extent, and its body is composed of tangible sludge.
Perhaps the people who once lived in this village are long gone.
Only their final spirit and will remain on this land.
These beliefs were supported by the strength provided by the giant tree on the verge of death and withering that Gu Xinghe saw in his "dream".
Following their lifelong convictions, they continue their daily lives in the village.
While maintaining this last bit of "normality" within the "spiritual realm," it also leaves behind a final "hope."
But this last remaining hope is clearly not something that can last forever.
During the day, the people in this village struggled to maintain the last vestiges of normalcy.
But in the darkness, the erosion of pollution becomes even more severe.
Over time, the villagers have been forced to adapt to the polluted environment.
It has almost become a symbiotic entity with this space.
At this moment, their existence was like white that had been partially stained black.
Perhaps this is the only explanation for why the villagers were so excited when they saw Gu Xinghe.
Although perhaps to some extent they no longer have a sense of self.
It is merely the last vestige of hope of those who have passed away in this space.
But even this polluted light still irresistibly drew closer to Gu Xinghe when he appeared.
So, this might be why he heard a painful wailing when the game system introduced the name of the dungeon.
These already polluted glimmers of light were drawn closer by the even more dazzling and brilliant light.
They felt the warmth brought by the light, but also the excessive heat that restrained them.
So they couldn't help but transform into tyrannical water ghosts, dragging those who tried to save them into the water as well.
This nameless village is like a small oasis in the desert.
It's like the last remaining glimmer of light amidst the filth.
But even this last glimmer of starlight eventually became unsustainable, eroded by pollution.
So, could the game system also be using this instance to tell him about the current reality?
The "Mind Realm" located in the fourth layer of space is, in a sense, a reflection of the human spiritual world in the real world.
At this moment, the filth here also proves that, in reality, the barriers of multiple spaces have already developed "loopholes".
The pollution and erosion of reality by the gods located in the divine realm is already irreversible.
Therefore, the game system is now collecting "data" to repair the "data wall".
It's more of a method to continuously delay the arrival of this result.
At this moment, Gu Xinghe seemed to have a sudden realization—
He previously believed that the game system did not have any dark or sinister purposes for players like other systems.
The assumption that they were merely "tools" to collect "data" from the instance may need to be revised.
Although its main purpose is undoubtedly still to get players to help collect "data".
But perhaps when the gaps in spatial barriers are found to be irreparable, the only option left is to use "data" as a last resort to delay.
Selecting useful talents from among the players became a secondary objective.
Therefore, his decision to enter the [Mind Realm] alone for this instance is clearly a form of assistance provided by the game system.
Judging from the current situation, it seems to be a contaminated wonder itself.
Game systems are indeed on the side of rational order.
Meanwhile, Gu Xinghe, having boldly carried out the actions of a third-rate horror movie protagonist, took a nighttime stroll through the village.
At this time, he did not forget to send Rachel, who was still tied up in the attic by tentacles, back to his home.
The anatomical marks on the "victim" disappeared due to "automatic restoration".
The tentacles, which Gu Xinghe had put away as the "murder weapon," were put away again.
It has to be said that this was practically a "perfect crime" committed.
However, Gu Xinghe, who had just made a big move, did not go to sleep.
Aside from the "dream" in which the giant tree appeared, and Leisi's night raid on his residence.
He decided to wait and see if any other beings wanted to "visit" him.
Meanwhile, Gu Xinghe, who was patiently waiting, took out several clumps of black mud that he had just obtained from Leixi and the others.
He had just tried using ordinary containers to hold it, but found that these containers would be corroded by the sludge.
Only when you hold it yourself, or even touch it with your own hands, can you truly appreciate its beauty.
Only then can we achieve perfect contact and containment of these black muds.
Looking at this substance that seemed to be formed from the malice in this space, Gu Xinghe roughly understood its nature.
It was as if malice from space was constantly targeting him.
But this black mud also clearly obscures the dazzling white light that Gu Xinghe represents.
And the faint light of the villagers he had gathered could not be contained and was gradually swallowed up by these lights of hope.
Rather, Gu Xinghe is precisely the weapon that restrains these black sludge.
Now, Gu Xinghe, who wanted to test his "purification" ability, looked at the malicious black mud in his hand.
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