Bai Lian raised the corner of her mouth and revealed a bitter smile. She stretched out her hand, half lucid and half confused, and touched his face vaguely.
From Su Mingan's dark pupils, she seemed to see the great rivers, flying kites, candied haws and colorful cloth outside the palace wall...
However, none of that belonged to her. She was not the white fox that had been entangled in three lives. That was just a life she had stolen. She was a tasker from a command ship, a life thief, not the palace maid that Su Shaoqing had been thinking about in 615.
It's over... nothing can be brought back.
The hibernation chamber closed, and Su Mingan turned and left. His face became even paler.
Some people couldn't survive even if they used blood to hang on. So every time they were about to die, Su Mingan would put his hand on their forehead and "store" them into the hard drive of life.
There are more and more spots of light in my brain.
One day, when the light spot reached the amount of "one thousand", he heard the system sound.
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[You have fully realized the essence of "Soul Ferry". It is detected that the compatibility with your profession "Bai Shen" is as high as 88%. The "Bai Shen" profession has evolved. ]
[You have acquired a new active skill: Soul Ferry. ]
[Soul Ferry lv.1 (Purple):
When you have obtained the consent of others in the copy, you can condense the emotions and memories of others, store them in your mind, and use their weak abilities. (This will only take effect if the other person dies.)
[In the future, if you touch upon more concepts, techniques, or powers related to "soul" and "life", perhaps you will be able to "revive" them.]
[As long as you are immortal, all the lives you have stored will also be "immortal". You alone are the spiritual integration of a race. But killing you is equivalent to killing an entire civilization in an instant.]
…
【Combat Power: 4400+100! 】
…
Soul ferrying became part of his profession. From then on, he could carry the souls of others in battle, regardless of the dungeon. He alone was an entire civilization hard drive.
…Does this make sense?
Su Mingan didn't know. Because he didn't know what the concept of "resurrection" was, nor did he know to what extent he could revive others. This was like a big pie, although it was far away, but it looked delicious.
...It would have been nice if this skill had come earlier.
He looked at the names on the Ring of Time, each and every one... his fingers clenched little by little.
...It would be nice if you could come earlier.
But he suddenly thought... there was no mention of "cannot save players" in this skill concept.
so,
What is this for...
…
An old man holds the stone in his hands.
As the light gradually poured into the stone, the old man's expression became dejected, and the stone gradually became full of light. Then he handed the stone to a soldier, who took it away.
"...Who will this stone be given to?" the old man asked.
The soldier replied gently: "It will be given to an angel or a god. It will be useful."
The old man nodded with a smile, his breath gradually weakened:
"As long as it's useful, it's good..."
People created a cycle.
The old man who had participated in the World Game, whose lifespan was about to end and who had no fighting power, voluntarily donated his life force and poured it into the stone. The stone would be passed by the soldiers to key people in the Millennium Plan, such as the thirteen managers, powerful time travelers, or directly to players such as Su Mingan, so that they could use the stone to exchange points for blood bottles.
Players like Su Mingan who drink the blood bottle can continue to bleed after their health is restored, and feed the blood to more critical combat power.
And so it goes on.
It seems that a vivid and cruel life chain has been formed. However, the "producers", "consumers" and "decomposers" of nature have been alienated into specific people.
This was the method Xiao Ying came up with. He could always come up with more cruel but more effective methods.
When the soldier walked out of the bungalow carrying the stone, several children surrounded him.
"I participated in the Third World game, and I also want to make stones!" The children jumped on the land.
"And me! And me!"
"Take me with you! I don't want to live that long. Life is too boring!"
The soldier scolded them: "God has ordered all children to live well! You still have forty or fifty generations to live! You have a long life ahead of you!"
"The God looks only six or seven years older than us," said the children.
“Why is He so much more powerful than us?”
"If only I could help..."
Instead of taking their lives, the soldier stuffed a small glass tube in his arms into their hands and said, "Here, this is new 'medicine'. Take it to the aid station over there. Go quickly! I'll keep an eye on you."
The children pursed their lips and turned around holding the glass tube. They knew that this was a very precious "medicine". Every time the adults took it very seriously, just one drop could save people. It was light gold and looked very beautiful, like flowing gold. They didn't know how it was made, but the adults said that the gods were omnipotent, so it was reasonable for the gods to create a magic medicine.
“It’s so beautiful!”
"It's really a miracle drug..."
The golden liquid sparkled in the sunlight and smiles appeared on the children's faces.
Xiao Ying stood in the shadows, watching people rejoice over the arrival of the "miracle medicine".
He was confused and puzzled at first - why would the gods have mercy on human lives, why would they bleed to save people. He gradually began to feel something like "resentment". This resentment was not directed at humans, but at the gods.
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