Chapter 43 The Melancholy of Love: We Are Natural Allies
Chapter Forty-Three
Although this brown thread can borrow the power of the Mimi Yin, it seems that it has little real power in the Mimi Yin Church and cannot access the true core matters.
After stammering for a long time, he could only come up with the explanation of "a banquet that even the gods would attend," which showed that he didn't know much about the "final feast of revelry."
Du Yu couldn't get anything else out of her. The purple flame moved according to her wishes, and the brown line immediately shrieked as if its tail had been stepped on, "I...I...I already told you, you promised me, you can't go back on your word!"
"I'm just giving you a chance to convince me, I didn't agree to it."
Du Yu clicked his tongue, clearly disgusted by the brown line's behavior: "Besides, you're already working for an evil god, and you still dare to entrust your life to someone else's integrity?"
"If everyone breaks their word, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
Brown Line shouted, "The definition of an evil god was set by those cowards in the council, and they still secretly fawn over Jinghai, don't they?"
"How can God be measured by evil? Didn't you eat meat when you were a human?"
"Clap clap clap," Du Yu clapped his hands. "You're right."
The brown line froze for a moment. Had it guessed wrong? Did the people on the other side not worship those false gods who were close to the city-state?
Just as she was feeling uneasy, she heard Du Yu change the subject, "Since you don't consider yourself human now, and you can manipulate humans at will, then humans can kill you at will. This is a rule you accept, isn't it?"
Brown Line was momentarily speechless, unable to find a rebuttal. Then, a thought flashed through her mind: "I don't care, you just can't kill me! Aren't you concerned about these humans? If you kill me, their bodies won't be able to support an extra spirit, and they'll die just the same!"
Although Du Yu's purple fire can isolate the brown line from the outside world and prevent it from escaping, it cannot burn off the established connections.
As soon as the brown line finished speaking, Du Yu clearly sensed in the spirit realm that the brown layer tightly wrapped around the spirit spheres in the miners' hands suddenly became agitated, and the spirits inside struggled violently as if water had been poured into a pot of oil.
Ordinary people lack spiritual power and can hardly impact the spirit world. However, the ripples formed by extreme emotions are spreading continuously in the spirit world, and Du Yu can clearly feel endless pain and confusion within them.
They had only accepted an ordinary task, so why did they end up in this situation?
The resentment was almost materializing when Du Yu's expression hardened. He sensed a familiar aura within the ripples—the aura of the altar!
In the center of the circular altar, the energy supporting the burning purple flames bears a resemblance to the energy before us. However, this energy is more violent and less pure than the one inside the altar.
Nevertheless, Du Yu sensed danger in the plans of the Mimi Yin Church. After all, what spiritual material could be cheaper and easier to obtain than human beings?
"What's wrong? Are you scared now? If you kill me, you're killing all 1,706 humans here! This is a holy mark bestowed by my god; it can't be erased!"
Brown Line mistook Du Yu's thoughtful expression for hesitation. His fear dissipated, and he stopped scattering question marks and exclamation marks, bursting into wild laughter:
"Hahahaha, scared now? It's too late! The mark is activated, and my god will be watching this place. Even if you are a favorite of some god, daring to disrupt my god's plans will not end well!"
"Yeah?"
Du Yu's smile vanished. Feeling the emotional ripples reverberating in the spirit world, she muttered to herself, "I'm not a good person, but I hate people who don't value other people's lives the most."
"Because—living is really not easy."
The purple flames surged instantly, engulfing the brown lines' laughter. Not only that, countless tiny fire lines scattered in all directions, landing on every spirit in this spirit realm, like a vast and magnificent rain of fireworks.
The moment the purple fire touched the brown surface of the spirit, with a "hiss," the two completely different, yet equally domineering divine forces clashed together.
Brown Line was stunned: "Are you insane! Even if that being allows you to borrow divine power, can your spirit withstand such immense power?!"
"No need for you to worry."
Du Yu gave a casual, perfunctory reply, her entire focus concentrated on the more than a thousand scattered fire lines. Expelling the marks from spirits was far more difficult than simply burning and devouring them; a misstep could easily lead to a backlash. But she dared to act because she had already devised a plan:
"System, synthesize!"
That's right. She used purple fire to envelop the mark, not to devour or expel it as Brown Line believed. As a god still in the process of being created, she wasn't arrogant enough to challenge an old god who had been plotting behind the scenes for who knows how long.
But she naturally had her own countermeasures. After the purple fire enveloped the mark, it briefly severed its connection with the spirit. This was exactly the moment that Du Yu wanted. At this moment, the mark briefly became ownerless.
She can synthesize anything that is unclaimed!
Synthesizing items imbued with divine power naturally requires a massive amount of points, but Du Yu has seized upon a loophole—
The synthesizer charges points based on the number of attempts. As long as there are more than three materials, you can synthesize regardless of the amount of materials. Moreover, the more materials consumed, the greater the probability of improving the quality of the synthesized item!
[...Do you wish to consume 666 points and 1306 points of diluted divine power fragments for a normal synthesis?]
The system seemed to gibberish for a moment, then paused before a pop-up window appeared. Du Yu had just enough faith points he had saved up over the past few days, so he ignored the bizarrely long progress bar and quickly clicked confirm. His nearly depleted spiritual energy finally got a chance to breathe.
"You you you you..."
Brown Line was stunned. Instead of anger, he felt immense panic and disbelief: "Do you even know what you've done?! What good will this do you?!"
“I know you ‘false gods’… no, you subordinates of ‘human gods’ love to meddle in human affairs, but by doing this, you will gain neither faith nor gratitude from those scoundrels in the council!”
Brown Line seemed to have forgotten her anger by the end, her tone filled with remorse, "Do you think they'll be grateful to you for doing this? They'll resent you when they come to their senses!"
"Man is a natural rebel; how can a rebel be happy?" *Only by offering up one's entire spirit and flesh can one reach the end.
"You won't believe me, just look."
After Brown Line finished speaking, the spirit sphere belonging to Miner Wang Erqi stopped struggling, and a faint silver light shone in the middle, outlining a complex picture drawn by several fine lines.
Du Yu seemed lost in thought. In her original wasteland world, fate was just a word that humans often used. But in this world, the word "fate" truly possessed the power to influence humanity.
What is being shown in Wang Erqi's spirit body is a reflection of her destiny in the spirit world.
She and Dong Shiwu were similar to Dong Shijiu, all of whom came from social welfare institutions with low rankings. However, she was born more than ten years earlier than Dong Shiwu, and nothing major happened more than ten years ago.
It was just that a clerk in the population department was momentarily distracted while entering the number of characters and forgot to add a decimal point. This minor oversight passed through layers of approval and was handled by several wise and intelligent "big shots." From planning to implementation, no one noticed it.
This error wasn't discovered until more than three thousand babies had been "born"—there simply weren't that many vacant social care facilities in the entire City of the Sun!
Thus, from the moment of their birth, Wang Erqi and the others became more than three thousand superfluous "mistakes" in the City of Chasing the Sun; their birth was their original sin.
They didn't know how many meetings the council had held to solve these problems; all they knew was that since birth, they had been moved back and forth between different social welfare institutions until they reached the minimum age to work, at which point they were directly assigned to become Mist Hunters, living on the edge of danger.
The job of a mist hunter has an extremely high accidental death rate. Sometimes it's not just the risks that are obvious; the mist is fraught with danger, and sometimes a single turn of the head can send a companion sprawling to the ground, their body cold.
To persist as a Mist Hunter for ten years requires both luck and skill, but even then, that's where it ends.
As an ordinary person, she was past her physical peak and suffered from serious mental problems, making it impossible for her to continue exploring the fog. After that, she made a living by doing odd jobs and receiving a few hundred credits in compensation each month for the accident, barely managing to survive.
Therefore, upon hearing that the Gentlemen's Club was offering high salaries to hire workers, she still signed the contract with great doubt, even though the work location was in the fog.
"How pitiful are humans."
Brown Line sighed as a memory was extracted, seemingly from when Wang Erqi had just become a Mist Hunter.
The young girl, whose face still bore the innocence of childhood, was pushed into the mouth of a mutant by her companions. Her arm was blown off, her face covered in blood and tears. She barely escaped and was fortunate enough to be helped by a powerful hunter nearby. After being saved, her first feeling was not joy, but deep despair.
Because she had been burdened with a ten-year loan for the arm she had just lost, and was a girl who had just survived a near-death experience and was betrayed by her companions, she had no time to lick her wounds. She had to busy herself with doing illegal work in the chaotic downtown area to avoid her debts.
"But look how happy she was before, can you bear to ruin her happiness?"
Fragments of memory flashed by, quickly jumping to a scene that seemed familiar.
Without genetic editing, Wang Erqi has an ordinary, unremarkable appearance; she'd blend into a crowd and be easily missed. The only memorable feature is the deep furrow between her brows, a result of years of frowning.
The image of her in that memory was completely different from her usual appearance; it was exactly like the mining scene that Du Yu had seen in the mine.
Wang Erqi smiled brightly, his eyes replacing their numbness with joy. The woman, who always had a worried expression, became lively, stuffing the ore into her waist bag as if she had found a treasure, and carefully zipping it up.
Du Yu could see it more clearly in the spirit world. As Wang Erqi smiled, her fate was already controlled by a certain being deep in the spirit world. The outer edge of her spirituality was stained with a little brown, as if the cold rain of fate had drenched her, and her soul had rusted.
"Why don't you guess, if you really woke her up and took her away from the mine, would she be grateful to you, or would she hate you for waking her from her beautiful dream?"
"The balance of fate measures all things; the end times are near, but have already come. Your self-righteous salvation is nothing more than preventing mortals from attaining true happiness!"
Brown Line's voice was seductive and highly persuasive. Du Yu didn't stop her from continuing; after all, for her, the words these evil god's followers casually mentioned were knowledge that was hard to come by.
but……
Unfazed by her sophistry, Du Yu raised an eyebrow. "Who's talking to me now?"
These are not the kinds of things that someone like Brown Line, who gets angry over a few words, would say.
"ha."
The brown line let out a short laugh, its ends joined together, the two strands twisting and turning like a snake.
Despite its unchanged appearance, the brown line exuded a dangerous aura several times over, and its voice was soft and seductive, like the serpent in the Garden of Eden that tempted Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, hissing and flicking its tongue in her ear.
"It was my fault that she mistook you, this great newborn being, for an ant. I will have the bishop discipline her from now on."
Du Yu's gaze paused slightly. In her perception, the spirit body that originally belonged to the brown line was compressed to the extreme, shrinking into the corner of its body and trembling. At this moment, a trace of aura ten times thinner than an eyelash took over its body.
The aura was so faint that one might suspect it would disappear at any moment, yet it was the most terrifying existence Du Yu had ever encountered in this world!
A cold sweat broke out on Du Yu's back. She had a vague premonition that if the faint energy in He Xian's body were just a little more, even a tiny bit, she wouldn't be able to defeat him, and even escaping would become incredibly difficult.
It's important to understand that even disregarding the divine fire, she is still an A-level ability user without any special qualities. In the game's terms, she has already "stood at the top of her race" and is one of the best among humans.
Yet even she felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness in the face of this unknown being, whose identity was already quite obvious.
Gods!
Only gods can have an insurmountable chasm between themselves and humans, and only a true god can make someone who possesses divine fire feel like they have a thorn in their side.
But the stronger the enemy, the less Du Yu can afford to show weakness. Once the other party senses her weakness, they won't speak to her as "kindly" as they do now.
Du Yu smiled faintly, "Just control?"
“She is, after all, one of my followers, and she came before you.”
Du Yu retorted without backing down: "The fog is a no-man's land."
"It seems you're determined to destroy my mine."
Brown Line's voice actually carried a hint of regret, "I thought we would be friends."
Seemingly interpreting something from Du Yu's silence, He Xian changed the subject: "You're really young. You'll understand when you see the end that in the face of power, all conflicts of interest are nothing but a joke."
"Friends turn against each other, enemies join forces, and in order to improve their rank, compete for elements, and seize power, gods can be no different from humans, and may even do more shameful things."
The wisp of divine aura within the brown thread rapidly dissipated, and Du Yu was unable to stop it. Clearly, Mi Mi Yin preferred to let this wisp of divine power return to the spirit realm rather than hand it over to Du Yu, who was suspected of being able to devour it.
"For the sake of the child, I'll give you a piece of advice: don't interfere in what's going on here anymore."
"Once you've seen [Destiny], you'll understand that we are natural allies."
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The author says: "Man is a born rebel; how can a rebel be happy?" Quoted from Dostoevsky's *The Brothers Karamazov* and *The Grand Inquisitor*.
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Sorry, this chapter was edited a lot and I had to post it a bit late, lol.
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