Endless Debt

"It's really strange..."

Bologg floated in the void, like a drowning man, drifting with the current.

What he doesn't understand is why different ways of death have different effects on the world of nothingness. Or does the problem lie with his own soul?

When your soul is affected, your connection with this place will become closer?

Boluogo couldn't understand. If he were in the real world and faced those mysteries, he would still have the ability to explore them one by one. But here, Boluogo is a true and absolute ignorant.

There wasn't much time left for him to explore, but now Boluogo didn't even have the ability to move on his own. He stretched out his hands randomly, but couldn't grab anything.

The broken rocks were as huge as mountains, blocking the entire field of vision. A faint light flashed from behind. Bologg tried to see clearly, but the gravel group was too big, even if Bologg could move on his own. , and I don’t know how long it will take to walk through.

A faint blue light band passed in front of his eyes. Boluogo saw that this light band seemed somewhat familiar. He remembered that the ether flow he observed in the ether flow eyepiece also had such a color and shape.

He tried to recall his past experiences, and it seemed that he was in a different position every time he came to the void world. Sometimes he was in the empty darkness, and sometimes he was in the rubble like before him.

It seems that knowing these vague conditions is not enough. I still need some luck to land at a suitable location, not in this ghost place.

Then Boluogo began to think, does this empty world really exist? Or is it a vague projection of my own thoughts.

It's like a dream.

Dreams are not real, but illusions randomly pieced together based on human consciousness.

Boluogo believes that the world of nothingness is an alternative kind of dream. The most direct evidence is that such a weird scene is difficult to exist in reality.

Dead giants like stars, broken mountains that collided with each other, and light tracks that moved forward like snakes...

Judging from Boluogo's current understanding, he does not think that such a situation will occur in reality, and even the power of the Glorious One will be difficult to shape.

This place is an illusory creation similar to a dream, which is why there is such a weird scene here. Once he is resurrected, this place will be completely shattered like a dream.

Boluogo wanted to conduct a deeper observation, but at this moment, a huge pulling force emerged from inside his body. Boluogo was familiar with this feeling, as if there were two big hands trying to drag him from the deep sea. out.

He is about to be resurrected.

But it stands to reason that under the influence of the soul, the time for his actions here should be extended. How come he was resurrected so quickly this time.

The body began to become illusory, and then began to collapse with the heart as the origin, twisting into nothingness and dissipating.

Boluogo disappeared, and the void world became more dead and lifeless.

The mountains collided with each other, leaving broken roads, and the desolate and pale land appeared at the end of darkness.

The world of nothingness did not dissipate because of Boluo Ge's departure, just like a dream does not break when a person wakes up. On the pale earth, the blurred figure moved his sight away from the screen in front of him and looked at Bo Luogo. Luo Ge disappeared, thoughtfully.

…

Opening his eyes suddenly, dazzling light fell from the top of his head. Bologe was breathing heavily like a drowning man. The dull pain exploded one by one at this moment, almost tearing Bologe's body to pieces.

TEDA injected him with medicine, which could relieve the pain and allow Boluogo to recover as quickly as possible. After struggling for a while, Boluogo managed to regain his composure, turned his head and asked TEDA.

"How long have I been dead?"

"About how many minutes?"

Teda didn't notice when Bologo died, but after noticing that he was dead, he stopped the ritual and waited for Bologo to be resurrected.

"Only a few minutes?" Boluogo had a splitting headache.

"Well, I saw that you were dead, so I stopped the ceremony." Teda said.

"So this is it..." Boluogo whispered. This is why he returned to the world so quickly. Teda interrupted the ceremony.

"What about my soul?"

Boluogo still prioritized the events. Although it sounded a bit strange, he had plenty of opportunities to die and explore the void world slowly. The main thing now was to test the stability of the soul.

"It's very stable. You can start the trial at any time." Teda said, with some doubts in his eyes, "You are really a weird special case, Bologo."

"What's wrong?"

"It's only been a few months, but your soul has stabilized. Very few people can be like you, let alone a debtor with a broken soul."

Boluogo thought for a while, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he could only reply, "Maybe I am gifted and born to do this."

"Wait for me for a moment, and I will write you a certificate. You can take this and report it to Lebius. They should be able to prepare you for the next trial."

Teda untied Boluogo and let him sit up from the operating table.

Boluogo did not leave immediately, but lowered his head and pondered, and then asked, "Besides my soul, did you see... anything else?"

"what do you mean?"

"Some unusual circumstances? I am a debtor after all."

"There is nothing abnormal except that the soul is dim."

Teda said. The more incomplete the soul is, the dimmer the light of the soul becomes.

"OK."

Boluogo nodded, not sure what was going on.

He carries a large amount of soul fragments. It stands to reason that after the soul is embodied, these fragments should also appear, but TEDA didn't see anything... or it can be said that these soul fragments merged with his own soul.

The more Bologo thought about it, the more headache he got. He was sure that the devil who traded his soul knew everything, but he couldn't even find his shadow.

TEDA explained some related matters to Boluoge and handed Boluogo a few potions, saying that these things would make him feel better. Boluogo asked him what they were, but he couldn't explain why. .

"I mixed it myself, using some refreshing things... You can think of it as coffee, a special kind of coffee."

Boluogo stared at the test tube in his hand, which was filled with green liquid.

He hesitated, but finally drank it in one gulp. As an undead, Boluogo was not afraid of eating poison. Anyway, he would wake up after a while.

It looked a little weird, but its taste was even weirder, but the effect was significant. Boluogo's consciousness suddenly became much clearer, and his vision also became brighter.

Teda often used this thing to refresh himself during his busy work. Bologo felt that Palmer would need it more than himself. When he was hungover, he could use this to wake up.

As soon as he returned to the first floor, the door of the alchemy workshop was pushed open, and the light fell along the visitor's side, outlining a clear figure.

With bloodshot eyes, Palmer pushed open the door and entered.

"Are you awake?" Bologg looked at the time. Palmer must have been asleep in the activity room for a few hours.

"I was kicked out by Jeffrey. He warned me that I affected the image of the special operations team too much. If I do this again next time, he will deduct my salary."

Palmer was so exhausted that his words were inaudible.

Boluogo nodded in approval. He really affected his image too much. He still remembered Hart's suspicious look.

Palmer rubbed his eyes. No words were needed. Boluogo understood what he was going to do. This guy wanted to go back to the stronghold cabin to continue sleeping. It's no wonder he liked this place so much. As long as there was no mission here, he could do it. Feel free to be a wage thief.

Turning into the corridor, he met another person in the alchemy workshop. Aimu was holding a plate with several baked desserts on it.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Good afternoon! Boluogo." Aimu said energetically.

"good afternoon."

Boluogo nodded, his mood as before.

"You look a little bad, Palmer," Aimu turned to look at Palmer, the halo in his eyes turning rapidly, as if he was analyzing Palmer, "Are you sick?"

"No...worse than being sick, what is this?" Palmer pointed to the things on the plate.

"Oh, I made some desserts, do you want to try them?"

Although Aimu was speaking to Palmer, the halo of light could not help but turn to Boluogo. The two of them did not notice this, but Palmer was so excited that he lost all sleepiness for a moment.

Bologg carried the dinner plate and returned to the stronghold hut with Palmer, while Aimu continued to work. Bologg tasted a piece in the airtight room, and the taste was pretty good, which was within Aimu's normal level.

"What are you looking at?"

Burlogo swallowed what was in his mouth and found that Palmer had been lying on the single bed and staring at him since he came in.

Hearing Boluogo's question, he sat up and his eyes became sharper.

"You...what did you do to her?" Palmer pressed.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Burlogo couldn't figure out what was going on with Palmer.

"A little dessert I made~" Palmer imitated Aimu's tone and said with joy, "What is that strange attitude! What have you done, expert!"

Boluogo narrowed his eyes, and then took out a ram's horn vibrator from somewhere.

"Well, it is a private matter after all. If you don't want to talk about it, forget it," Palmer waved his hand, put away the smile on his face, and said seriously, "But, expert, you can't always think of using violence to solve problems."

Boluogo held the dessert in one hand and the horn vibrator in the other, and said in a calm voice, "If you are willing to shut up and sleep now, I can consider leaving some for you."

"Okay, expert."

Palmer lay down on his back, but after a few minutes of resting, the guy suddenly stood up again, gave a thumbs-up to Boluogo with respect, and said in a loud voice.

"Too strong! Expert! As expected of you!"

Bologo couldn't figure out what Palmer was talking about, but what was certain was that this guy was definitely laughing at himself.