Di Xiu doesn't remember how long he has lived, but without a doubt, as a god born of heaven and earth, he has never experienced birth, aging, sickness, and death until he came to this world.
The main issue was aging, which brought him weakened senses, a frail body, and a sluggish mind. Compared to death, this affected him more deeply.
He used to be high above everyone else, looking down on the mortal world, but now he has discovered that there is also joy in being human.
Immortals may have ten thousand years of life, but it is dull and monotonous. Humans, on the other hand, live only a hundred years. Because they have less, they cherish life more. They possess the vitality and innovation that even immortals admire, and they have a precious spirit of exploration and research. In just over a hundred years, they can invent countless treasures.
With this thought in mind, he remained in this world until he realized that his soul was becoming unstable and that the body's time was coming to an end.
He deliberately detached himself from his physical body, and looking down, he noticed that the wound on his soul's chest, which had been slow to heal, seemed to have shrunk somewhat. However, this world was in the Dharma-ending Age, lacking spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and to avoid shaking the foundation of the world, he could only barely maintain the injury from worsening.
001 didn't understand either. After thinking for a long time, it finally said with a snort, "Maybe the Heavenly Dao was moved by your actions and gave you a little gift."
Emperor Xiu was taken aback. He did not sense the Heavenly Dao of this world. Perhaps it was because his soul was weak, or perhaps it was because the Heavenly Dao here had a weak presence and did not want to interfere with the human world.
After much thought, this is indeed the most reasonable explanation.
Let's go.
"Hehe, come on, let me show you our transit station."
The time portal opened, and 54 years ago, they fled in panic; 54 years later, they left with composure.
Having seen more of the world, he wasn't in a hurry to go back for revenge. After all, Ming Wuqiu and the others were long-lived and wouldn't die so easily.
The passage seemed very long, with no end in sight, yet it also seemed very short; with just one step, you would find yourself in another place.
This place was quite different from what he had imagined. It was like an ordinary city, with a decor style that was very different from the world he had just left. It was somewhat like the futuristic style of a movie he had seen by chance.
"That big central column, you might think it's a clock tower, but it's actually the hotel elevator. Time here has no meaning; the clock exists only to calculate the time spent there. Each mission can only last for a maximum of ten rotations of the clock."
"The twin towers to its left are where you accept missions and teleport, but there are a few minor rules. You'll find out when you try it out."
"The Crystal Palace on the right is a shopping mall. You can only exchange items there with merit points and faith power. Only items obtained there can be brought into the mission world. But with so much merit point available, who needs these things? Oh right, you can also trade with other mission participants, which is also pretty useless."
"That croissant-shaped thing over there is the arena, but it's basically abandoned now. There's also a bathhouse next to it, officially called the Resentment-Washing Pool. You can't see it from this angle. Some people get affected by their original bodies during missions. Emotional effects are okay, but the real problem is getting tainted by resentment. A quick wash in there will remove it..."
"There are other entertainment venues, such as cinemas, opera houses, and amusement parks..."
001 spoke his mind, and after wandering around for a while, asked Di Xiu, "Shall we go to the hotel to check in now?"
"OK."
001 grabbed Di Xiu, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of the towering elevator.
Although it's called an elevator, it's actually over a hundred meters in diameter. At the bottom, there's a door that glows with a warm light, and people of all shapes and sizes often come and go with their own unique systems.
At a glance, all that could be seen entering and exiting were souls. Some were so transparent that they seemed about to dissipate at any moment, while others were very solid, like physical entities.
Di Xiu withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and stepped into the portal. He immediately saw an octopus dressed in a white gauze dress sitting sprawled behind the front desk. One foot was banging on the screen behind it, while the other two feet held a tablet, which was then randomly tapped with their tips. The remaining thirteen feet were either placed behind it or spread out around it.
The speakers next to me were playing a recording that sounded like a mermaid singing.
"After entering, line up to fill out a registration form and get a temporary ID card. Newcomers should first look at the form filling requirements on the screen; if you still don't understand, ask the system... Check out promptly when your ID card starts glowing red; everyone should pay attention to the time and not linger in the transit area beyond the allotted time... The second floor is a restaurant, the third floor is a gym, the fourth floor is a KTV, the fifth floor is a disco, the sixth floor is an internet cafe, blah blah blah."
001 pulled Di Xiu to queue behind a machine. While they were filling out a form, Octopus suddenly slammed down his tablet and started cursing: "What kind of trash operation is this? You've lost your home and you're still feeding the enemy. You like feeding so much, I'll just twist your head off."
Her voice was very pleasant, exactly the same as the one in the speaker, but while the one in the speaker was gentle, the real person was fiery.
The surroundings fell silent. The octopus turned around and yelled, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"
Everyone, including the system, kept their heads down and went about their business. Someone accidentally laughed out loud, but before Miss Octopus could look over, her own system pressed her down and made her hide in the crowd.
The octopus glanced at everyone with annoyance, then suddenly stopped, its eyes widening even more.
She stuck out a leg, stretched it out, and poked 001's little face, then pulled him around in a circle: "Hey, isn't this the little devil 001? Didn't you go missing? I thought you were dead. I told you not to go to the S-class world but you insisted on going anyway. But it seems you're lucky. Is this your new mission taker?"
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