Chapter 89 (First Order!) Arriving in the Dead Body
Xius' pupils shrank instantly.
This... How could his body move on its own?
Could it be that the body had come alive and developed its own consciousness? Or had the church done something to cause the body to mutate?
No, that's not important. Now we need to try to contact it and find out whether it is hostile or not.
Hughes took a deep breath.
"Hello."
He greeted the worker Hughes without changing his expression.
The worker Xius did not react at all. He just stared around blankly, moving occasionally.
"Who are you?"
“.”
"Can you hear me?"
“.”
"When did you wake up?"
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"Hughes?"
“.”
"Candlelight meeting?"
“.”
After probing for a long time, Zeus finally discovered that this body seemed to have only some characteristics of life, but it did not seem to have any intelligence.
No, it doesn't seem to have the characteristic of being alive, it just has the ability to move.
Hughes once tried to roar at the top of his voice, trying to scare it, but it didn't react at all.
Any normal creature will have some subconscious reactions, which are difficult to fake.
In short, Zeus made a somewhat puzzling discovery that this body seemed to have changed from a motionless puppet to a moving puppet, and there was no other change.
What does this mean? !
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out. It didn't respond to anything Zeus said, whether it was communication or command.
But Zeus himself could not leave the Golden Throne and could do nothing about this body that could move on its own.
Wait, is there really nothing he can do? Hughes' eyes lit up.
He could also try to descend into this body.
He had been consciously avoiding looking at this body, for fear of it accidentally falling.
He was originally worried that there might be some traps, but then he thought, this is his palace, it is his most important secret, how can he leave the hidden danger here? No matter what it is, he has to explore it himself! Zeus has never encountered a danger that can pass through the body and attack him directly.
"Let me see what you are."
Hughes stared at the worker Hughes who was moving occasionally. After a long time, it finally turned its head and looked at him.
The two looked at each other.
The worker Xius suddenly stopped moving, and then his body trembled slightly, as if he was trying to break free, but was inexplicably pressed down on the chair by some huge force.
Soon, it trembled and forced out a smile, which was a precursor to the arrival of every body.
Zeus's vision went dark.
But it went dark and never came back to light.
"Successful? It actually came!?"
Hughes was a little confused.
He had never tried to descend upon a dead body before, this was the first time.
After all, he can create a new body at will, so he doesn't care so much about his previous body. When he dies, he can just get a new one.
Therefore, no attempt has ever been made to recycle the old bodies.
"It's a success, but where is this?"
It was pitch black in front of him and he couldn't see anything. He tried to move but bumped into something.
"Wait, I remember that the worker Hughes was buried in the cemetery. I'm not in the coffin now, am I?"
The corner of Zeus's eye twitched, it seemed to be true.
"Forget it, let's go back. Okay?"
Did he seem to hear something just now? No, more than that, why did Xiusi vaguely feel that there was something else in his body? Damn, could that be the consciousness of Xiusi, the manipulator in the palace!? He felt a chill on his back.
Xius quickly focused his attention and searched for abnormalities in his body. Then he was surprised to find, "Why is this body full of pollution?"
Xiu Si instantly thought of the pollution that inexplicably appeared in his body not long ago when the Type II machine had just been successfully operated.
The pollution inside this body is also evenly distributed throughout the limbs and bones, but it is much more condensed and stable.
These pollutions were not like new pollution, which would be purified directly as soon as they appeared, but Xius had a feeling that as long as he wanted, it would not be difficult to purify this pollution.
"Strange, it's getting more and more confusing. Why is there always pollution in my body?"
"Forget it, let's purify it first."
As Zeus' mind moved, the pollution in his body was purified under his will.
If the purification of new pollution is like spraying snow with a musket, then this pollution is like hard steel.
Unfortunately, Zeus's will is like an inextinguishable fire, melting away these stubborn pollutions.
"Hmm? What's going on?"
Somehow, Zeus always felt that there was a faint sound in his ears, like a dying howl, or an unconscious whisper.
It is vague and seems to exist, but if you concentrate on listening, you can't hear it at all.
Zeus paid attention to it for a while, and when he found that the sound did not cause any harm, he ignored it and focused on purifying the pollution in his body.
Finally, the last trace of pollution was purified. Zeus vaguely heard a wailing sound, and then there was no movement.
After moving around for a while and finding that he still couldn't move, he decided to go back and try again.
After all, there's nothing much to do here.
Darkness enveloped everything like mist.
On the golden throne, Zeus opened his eyes again.
He quickly looked around and saw nothing unusual, so he turned his gaze to the worker Xius.
Then Xius was stunned.
The worker, Hughes, stared blankly at the table like a puppet without any consciousness.
It was now indistinguishable from any other husk.
"It's back to normal? It's that simple?"
Hughes rubbed his chin.
"Am I overthinking it? Could it be that too much pollution has accumulated in this body, causing the mutation?"
“If you think about it carefully, it is indeed possible.”
Zeus recalled the physical pollution, which also possessed the characteristics of life, but had extremely low intelligence and hardly responded to the outside world.
It only moves when it is purified by him or burned by fire. "Wait!"
"Then if we throw the unpurified worker Hughes into the fire, won't it burn for a long time?"
"What a loss! I should have known I shouldn't have purified it so quickly!"
Hughes thought with some pain.
If ordinary physical pollution can be used as fuel, then the worker Hughes, whose body pollution is as solid as steel, must be a nuclear reactor.
Of course, this thought only flashed through my mind, and I haven’t even taken a look at the development and utilization of pollution. Ensuring my own safety is definitely a higher priority.
The Throne Zeus looked into the eyes of the Worker Zeus, and the Worker Zeus slowly turned his head to look at him, and his whole body gradually became agile.
It's totally no different from an ordinary body.
Is it really that simple?
(End of this chapter)
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