The atmosphere was somewhat silent. Saint Qinglan and the others stared intently at Wei Xuan, preventing him from suddenly becoming ill and acting violently.
However, Wei Xuan only looked self-doubting, without any signs of illness or madness.
Just then, a voice came from behind Wei Xuan.
"Wei Xuan? Who are they? Do you know them?"
Lu Ning looked behind Wei Xuan, where his companions who had previously helped Wei Xuan clean up the surrounding dilapidated streets and buildings were.
Lu Ning didn't recognize these people.
Wei Xuan said with a somewhat complicated expression, "Let me introduce you. This is Lu Ning, my colleague from before my death."
Upon hearing this, his companions all looked at Lu Ning with some surprise.
One of the middle-aged men laughed and said, "Although it's not quite right to say welcome, we're all dead anyway, so welcome here."
Wei Xuan said with a strange expression, "...He's not dead, and none of them are dead."
Everyone was taken aback, looking at Lu Ning with some surprise, and then at the Qinglan Saint and others behind Lu Ning.
"...If you're not dead, why are you here?"
Wei Xuan told everyone everything that Lu Ning had said earlier.
This silenced the air once more, and everyone looked on with a sense of existential unease.
They looked at their own bodies, then at Lu Ning and the others.
The group looked confused and somewhat distrustful.
Just then, An Lan asked, "How did you get here? Do you remember me?"
Wei Xuan's companion glanced at An Lan warily but did not answer.
Wei Xuan and Lu Ning's words had a great impact on them, and they were not even sure if what Lu Ning said was true.
Wei Xuan naturally trusted Lu Ning.
In response to An Lan's question, he said, "I don't know how I got here. I only remember waking up in this base city that looks like an abandoned city. There were other people around. Some had just woken up, and some were still asleep."
An Lan nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Did you meet any other new people afterward? How did they appear?"
Wei Xuan's expression was somewhat strange. He said, "To be honest, I've seen other newcomers, but they appeared suddenly without any prior warning."
These words startled Lu Ning and the others.
"A living person... no, a person suddenly appearing? Without any warning? How did that happen?" Jerry asked, somewhat astonished.
"Could it be that you didn't notice?" Steve frowned.
"No." Seeing Wei Xuan and Lu Ning talking, the middle-aged man also joined in.
He looked at a rather tall and thin young man to the side and said, "I saw Yun Yi appear, right in the same room as me. I had just woken up not long before. Before he appeared, there was only a pile of rubble in that corner. I didn't even blink, and Yun Yi appeared there."
Seeing the middle-aged man join the conversation, Wei Xuan immediately introduced him: "This is Old Kerry, a free spirit who was awakened in life."
Lu Ning and the others nodded slightly to Old Klee.
An Lan continued to ask, "How long have you been here? Do you have a concept of time here?"
Old Keli and Wei Xuan exchanged a glance.
Then old Kerry spoke up: "We can feel the passage of time... but you've also seen it."
As Old Klee spoke, he pointed to the white mist in the sky.
He grinned and said, "This place is all white mist, there's no distinction between day and night. We don't know how long we've been here, maybe a day or two, maybe a week or two? Anyway, in my perception, it hasn't been too long."
Upon hearing this, An Lan nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Are you the only group of dead in this afterlife? Are there any other people besides you here?"
Wei Xuan was taken aback, then said, "Yes, there are quite a few people besides us, but we are responsible for cleaning this area, while the others are responsible for other tasks."
An Lan's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Who else is there? Have you compared your times of death? Did others arrive here before you? Or did you all wake up around the same time?"
Hearing An Lan's series of questions, Wei Xuan, Lao Keli, and the others were all a little confused.
Old Kerry quickly said, "Wait, wait... let's address the questions one by one."
An Lan laughed and said, "Hehe, okay, first question, have you compared the time of death?"
Wei Xuan said, "I asked around, and it is said that the earliest person to die was in 1921 of the Misty Calendar."
Hearing this, An Lan raised an eyebrow slightly: "It's the year 2016 in the Misty Calendar, which means it's less than a hundred years ago?"
“Yes, that’s right.” Old Kerry nodded.
"So what about your awakening time? Did those who died earlier wake up earlier?"
“That’s true to some extent… but compared to the time of death, the time to wake up seems to be much shorter. We’re not sure of the exact time, and we’ve already explained why.” Old Kerry pointed to the white mist again, indicating that there was no timekeeping capability here.
Then Old Kerry spoke up: "However, we are all Awakened Ones, so our perception of time should be quite strong. The earliest awakenings will be in the last year or two, right? It shouldn't be more than five years."
An Lan frowned slightly: "People who died a hundred years ago have also appeared in this abandoned base city within five years?"
“That should be correct,” Old Kerry nodded.
An Lan frowned and remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.
"Old sir, is there anything strange about this?" a young man behind Wei Xuan asked, puzzled.
An Lan glanced at him and said, "This means that this afterlife is most likely a relatively recent existence, probably no more than ten years old. Yet, this afterlife, less than ten years old, has attracted souls that have been dead for nearly a century… The beings behind this are incredibly powerful. Perhaps it involves an evil god…"
Upon hearing this, Wei Xuan and the others' expressions froze.
With their power, what could they possibly be involved with evil gods?
Old Krypton's lips twitched slightly as he asked, "...Do we have anything that would interest the evil god?"
An Lan grinned: "Hehehe... I'm not an evil god, how would I know? But it might be a soul?"
Wei Xuan and the others looked even uglier.
There was a moment of silence. Wei Xuan coughed and asked, "Old man... do you have any questions for me?"
An Lan's gaze swept over the crowd: "Judging from your appearance... you all seem to be Awakened?"
“Yes, we’ve noticed that too. Everyone who comes to this afterlife is an Awakened One.” Old Kerry nodded.
He paused, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, and slowly said, "Perhaps it's because we Awakened Ones have strong mental power and relatively strong souls?"
Speaking of the soul, not only Old Kerry, but everyone else also thought of what An Lan had said before.
Perhaps it was because of their powerful souls that they were absorbed into the afterlife?
So, what exactly is the purpose of absorbing them?
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