[Host? Host?!]
The system called several times, but Song Jinqiao didn't wake up. Finally, it turned into a white fur ball and left the system space, trying to see if it could wake Song Jinqiao and the others up, but the result was the same.
Song Jinqiao and the others fainted!
Unable to wake him up, the system had to give up and returned to the system space and turned on the recording function.
There was no danger that night until the early morning. The system that was keeping track of time perked up and watched the changes in the external fog with great enthusiasm.
Here we come!
The mist first condensed together and turned into air masses, each one heavy and condensed.
After a few seconds, pink mist gushed out from the center of the air mass, slowly surrounding the white mist, as if a pair of invisible hands were kneading and twisting the pink mist like dough, and finally slowly forming a human shape.
The system became anxious and called Song Jinqiao several times, but still failed to wake her up.
This situation is very similar to the situation of the four males early yesterday morning!
But why didn’t the host fall into a coma early yesterday morning?
In less than a minute, the fog gradually dissipated, and when a ray of sunlight slowly shone in, Song Jinqiao and the others woke up slowly.
Song Jinqiao crawled up, rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly thought of something and looked up suddenly.
“Mist?!!”
However, there was no fog around her, and it was even daybreak.
[You passed out with them last night, just like last night early in the morning, no matter how hard we tried to wake you up, you wouldn't wake up.]
[However, I have recorded the entire process of the fog, please take a look.]
As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light screen appeared in front of Song Jinqiao's eyes. It looked like the futuristic real-life game control interface drawn in comics.
Of course, the four males cannot see this interface.
The system played the footage it had captured to Song Jinqiao, who watched it carefully. The four males only saw the little female staring blankly in front of them, and thought she was thinking about the pink mist.
"Why did we all fall asleep for no apparent reason?" Bai Di frowned, only then did he realize the problem.
Although they fell asleep voluntarily yesterday, the fog was probably one of the reasons, just like today.
Song Jinqiao finished watching the system's playback, his eyes darkening and deep, and he said slowly: "There may be a kind of power in this pink mist, or a very strange existence..."
She paused as she spoke.
"Soul, spirit, illusion... these are all possible."
As soon as she finished speaking, the eyes of the four males fell on her.
Ji Han asked, "What is... a soul?"
They could understand the concept of illusion, but they didn't quite understand the concept of spirit and soul.
Song Jinqiao glanced at them, taking in everyone's expression, and said slowly, "Soul, you could say it's the soul. Orcs are just bodies on the surface, but it's the soul of each orc that supports the body."
"As for the spirit, this kind of thing is more... how should I put it, it's very similar to a soul, but it's not a soul. I can't explain it clearly right now. Anyway, if it's a spirit, it's better, but I'm afraid it's something else."
Originally, Song Jinqiao did not believe that there were souls in this world, but since she came to this beast world and learned about the existence of the Beast God, she had to believe it.
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