Virtue is abundant

Chapter 672 The Competition between God and Civilization

hotel room.

The small black chip memory card was spinning rapidly on Wu Xiaode's fingertips.

The Bishop's ambiguous words echoed in his ears again:

"Stop with your Feifei tonight."

"I'll contact you again tomorrow to talk about the church."

——then he left the pier by himself.

So this memory card has Feifei's soul?
Wu Xiaode thought carefully about his many experiences in this era.

After the breakthrough of brain-computer interface technology, human beings can already upload their own consciousness.

However, this is only the first step in a technological breakthrough.

When the full consciousness of human beings is uploaded through the brain-computer interface, the existence of the soul is discovered.

——Because the "full consciousness" of human beings is the soul!
Wu Xiaode inserted the memory card into the computer.

Fei Fei suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"You have all the rights to use me, handsome boy."

This beautiful girl spoke in a sweet tone, but a ray of sadness flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Wu Xiaode winked, his heart was bright.

"Feifei, do you want to be free?"

he asks.

"Freedom?" Feifei's face showed a blank look.

"In the past era, after the soul left the body, there would be a law to protect the soul to go to the underworld..."

Wu Xiaode quietly felt the full consciousness on the screen, and said softly:
"But I can feel that in your era, this law has disappeared."

"Can you feel the disappearance of the law?" Feifei didn't understand at all, but she still asked in a flattering tone.

This man will be his own god in the future.

He dominates everything about himself!
Wu Xiaode didn't seem to notice her attitude, he sat casually on the chair, and said in a chatty tone:
"Usually speaking, when a person dies, he or she is separated from the 'ground' of the body, and will see many illusions, but don't worry, the body will secrete various elements that make you feel warm and peaceful for the last time to help you leave."

"Then, you will be drawn by the power of the law—"

"Sometimes the law is too busy, there will be some undead doing things for the law, and it will guide you to the corresponding nether world."

"This process has a secret relationship with the cause and effect of your life, the state of your soul at the last moment, and your true inner desire."

"Then you successfully died and left."

"As a soul, you will go where you should go, instead of staying in the world."

Feifei stared at him blankly.

Why is this boy so familiar with death?

Or does he just like to brag?

Is he kidding himself?

Suddenly, she found that the other party was holding his chest with his hands, and there was a look of lingering fear on his face.

"Even though I've experienced it many times, when I look back at it now, it doesn't always feel good."

The boy said mockingly.

"I have never experienced death," Feifei said with effort. "That year I ran away from home and uploaded my full consciousness to the Internet, and then I was hijacked...I have been trafficked until now."

The anger on the boy's face flashed away.

"Usually speaking, those who like to buy and sell and enslave souls should be purgatory devils, but now I see that mortals are also doing such things."

His voice deepened:

"Humanity has been led down a path worse than the devil."

Feifei tried her best to recall all the past events related to "consciousness uploading", and said in cooperation with him:
"When the technology broke through, everyone was so happy. I remember when I was young, the adults said—"

"The age of human immortality has come."

Wu Xiaode nodded slightly, clenched his fists and said, "But the most primitive evils of human beings have also gone up to a higher level, such as this kind of soul-level trading."

When the body dies, the soul remains free.

But in this era, if a person's soul is enslaved, he will never be released.

"Feifei... are you willing to die? After death, you can go to the Nether World to report, and then you can be reincarnated, or you can just live in the Nether World."

Wu Xiaode asked.

Feifei held her breath and tentatively said:
"Can you? Will you let me go?"

"If you want." Wu Xiaode said.

"But this memory has been completely connected to my consciousness... I have seen souls after the memory is destroyed, they can't leave, they can only wait for the memory to be repaired, and then go back inside." Feifei said.

Wu Xiaode said in a deep voice:

"Civilization has great power. It gathers the great will of all human beings to promote all development. It can change the world. It can even make the old gods and laws withdraw from the stage of history, and even death can be rewritten."

"Everything is going to a critical point, so you are stored in a small box, and you can't even die."

"But it's different now."

"Why?" Feifei seemed to have noticed something, and there was a faint light in her eyes.

"Because I'm here." Wu Xiaode said softly.

"You? You—" Feifei repeated.

"I represent death."

The Book of the Dead unfolded, emitting a dim light, shining on Feifei's beautiful and smooth face.

Lines of small ice crystal characters quickly appeared on the page:

"You used the death skill: super shadow follower (guild version)."

"Adding follower: Feifei."

"The other party agrees to add."

"The current death skill 'Super Shadow Follower' has all the functions of the previous Shadow Follower."

Wu Xiaode stretched out his hand and said softly:

"It's a battle between gods and fallen civilizations, I guess—"

"You and I will win this duel together."

He pulled hard.

——Just like drawing a card, a shadow follower card was drawn out of the void by him.

I saw a beautiful girl quickly appear on this dark black card, but she suddenly disappeared on the computer screen.

It worked!
Feifei's soul has been transferred to the shadow follower card!
Wu Xiaode placed the Shadow Follower card on the pages of the Book of the Dead.

Feifei stayed on the card.

She felt her surroundings silently, feeling the majestic power of death in the Book of the Dead.

"Feifei, I have the ability to go to the world of death, called 'Ming Gui'."

"I give it to you now."

"Then you can leave this world and start over in the Netherworld."

Wu Xiaode said.

"I...can't die yet, Your Excellency."

She knelt down on the card and made a devout prayer posture.

"Do you want to continue living as a soul body?"

Wu Xiaode asked.

"No, I am enough for this world."

"But there are still many sisters...My lord, please save them." Feifei prayed devoutly.

"What do you know?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"A lot of souls!"

Feifei almost screamed. In front of Wu Xiaode, she finally couldn't hold back the hysterical fear and pain in her heart.

"They don't have my beauty, and they don't want to submit, so batch after batch are used in some kind of ritual - I was used to win newcomers because I was defeated by the horror and evil of that ritual."

"Save them!"

"Please!"

Ding.

Wu Xiaode watched the other party finish speaking, and a "merit +10" prompt appeared above his head.

Just saying these words has 10 points of merit.

—— Merit is extremely difficult to obtain!

But this kind of thing is no longer within the scope of Wu Xiaode's consideration.

"The soul is forever enslaved and trafficked"——

This has actually passed the tipping point.

The so-called "ritual" must be hiding some kind of extremely important secret.

No wonder the Quicksand Banner brings itself to this era!
"Don't cry...it's okay, Feifei, you'll be fine."

Wu Xiaode comforted softly.

Feifei knelt on the ground, crying loudly, unable to stop.

She couldn't remember the last time she released her emotions so unreservedly.

Wu Xiaode looked at her, and suddenly found that any words were pale in front of this soul.

What happened to her can no longer be appeased with words.

Maybe it's the same for other souls.

Then-

"I beg you, if you can, please save my sisters."

Feifei knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow to Wu Xiaode immediately.

Wu Xiaode flicked the card lightly.

Feifei was so shaken that she stood up and couldn't knock her head down.

"Just to save them?"

Wu Xiaode asked softly, with a gentle expression, as if he was saying something like the weather is really nice.

"Yes... everyone is living in too much pain..."

Finally, Feifei's attention was diverted, and she choked up and said.

"But this is still a little bit interesting, and it can't let us enjoy ourselves." Wu Xiaode said.

"What do you mean?" Feifei asked suspiciously.

"When you do things, you have to pay attention to back and forth. How can you just let it go if you are bullied." Wu Xiaode laughed.

Endless quicksands appeared in the void, swarming towards Wu Xiaode.

He went on softly:
"You may not realize that when a person is bullied, he should fight back, and the beating has to make the other party kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Because when you run away, you don't run away from being bullied."

"Because you can't escape life."

"At this moment, you are grieving for what happened in your life; as for me, there is also an evil fire burning in my heart, and I want to kill something."

"So let's do it."

"I will use the pain of those rubbish to ease my emotions and let you feel the joyful side of life, Feifei."

The voice fell.

Quicksand took him and the shadow follower card and disappeared together.

(End of this chapter)