Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections

Popgar led the way, leading Lin Yi in many twists and turns, and finally stopped in front of a door.

Pushing open the door, there is a cave inside. This is a room filled with surveillance cameras.

In the center of the room, there was a shabby-looking chair, with a young man sitting slumped on it.

He was wearing a baseball cap, his hair under the brim was greasy and messy, and the T-shirt he was wearing was stained with black oil, as if it hadn't been washed in a long time.

With such an appearance, if anyone saw him on the street outside, he would be regarded as an idle and idle otaku who could not be associated with the feared leader of the Asaka organization.

"What would you like to drink? Tea, coffee, or those novel drinks specially provided in the park?" Shadow said as he walked to the wall and reached out to open the refrigerator door.

Lin Yi took a look and couldn't help but be a little surprised. There were several cans of Sprite and Coke neatly placed in the refrigerator. Among the colorful and unnamed drinks, they looked particularly familiar and friendly.

The relationship between the Asaka organization and the contractors is far from ordinary close.

If you think about it carefully, this is actually not difficult to understand. The philosophy upheld by the Asaka organization coincides with the inner thoughts of the contractors.

Most of the contractors like to complete various tasks quietly and then reap generous rewards. This behavior pattern perfectly fits their psychological expectations.

As time goes on, more and more contractors choose to join the Asaka organization and find a part-time job while going to the shallow depths of the Black Abyss for training.

Over time, all aspects of the Asaka organization have been penetrated and influenced by the habits of the contractors, and their behavior and internal atmosphere have also changed.

"Just tea."

Lin Yi sat on a sofa opposite Shadow. The leather of the sofa was a little old, and it made a slight creaking sound when he sat on it.

As for Pop Garr, he stood at the door, his eyes glancing outside from time to time.

Even in this secret room, no one dares to be sure that it is absolutely safe at this moment.

Because the ancestor has soul vines, it has the special ability to detect the atmosphere of a large area around it, and the slightest movement may be detected.

Fortunately, the ancestors tried not to provoke people from the Asaka organization on weekdays. Everyone went their own way without disturbing each other.

The Asaka organization has promised early on that it will never take on tasks related to the ancestors unless it is absolutely necessary.

This tacit understanding can be regarded as the Asaka organization giving enough face to the ancestors, allowing both parties to maintain a superficial calm for the time being.

"I heard from No. 16 that the doctor is here to find something."

Shadow stood up and made a pot of tea for Lin Yi. The aroma of tea spread, and Lin Yi sniffed it gently. Judging from the elegant aroma, it should be white tea.

"Well, now that we're here, I won't beat around the bush and plan to issue a mission."

Lin Yi understands that when dealing with organizations like Asaka, favors return favors, but without real rewards, it is basically impossible to expect them to care about their affairs.

Sure enough, when he heard that Lin Yi was preparing to carry out the mission, his eyes, which were still a bit casual, immediately lit up.

"Okay, I wonder what Mr. Doctor is looking for, and what is the reward?"

Shadow picked up the tea in front of him and gently blew the tea leaves floating on the water, but his eyes were staring straight at Lin Yi, with a hint of probing in his eyes.

In this contact, Yingying was not only trying to discuss business, but also wanted to take the opportunity to evaluate Lin Yi's strength, and wondered whether it was necessary to get close to Lin Yi's "big tree".

"What I'm looking for is the seed of Hell Fire. As for the reward, I will pay you a leaf of Fengyang tree."

"Fengyang tree?"

Shadow repeated it subconsciously, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

Fortunately, Shadow reacted quickly enough. While he was picking up the teacup and sipping the tea, he quickly covered most of his face with the teacup and calmly suppressed the fleeting expression of shock.

"Yes, Mr. Doctor trusts our Asaka organization so much, so naturally we will not let him down."

Shadow sat on the chair. After thinking for a while, he quickly made a decision. He immediately stood up and planned to personally carry out the mission this time.

"On the 16th, you take Mr. Lin out first."

Popgar responded and led Lin Yi outside.

After a while, the two returned to the collapsed house. The ruins were scattered in various directions, showing a bit of dilapidation and desolation.

Almost five minutes later, a shadow in black robe appeared in Lin Yi's sight.

The moment he saw the shadow, Lin Yi frowned. The shadow now was completely different from the shadow just now.

If it really enters a life and death battle, the two sides will be almost at 30-70, with Lin Yi at 3 and the opponent at 7.

"Let's go. Although I haven't heard of this kind of thing, there is someone who definitely knows what you are looking for." Shadow dropped these words and strode forward, picking up some dust under his feet. His target was It was the ancestral territory that had just been attacked by the demon clan.

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The shallow layer of the Black Abyss, the Highlands of the Redeemer, the central area.

On the cold and hard stone altar, a shirtless and sturdy man with an animal skin on his shoulders sat cross-legged. His whole body muscles were like steel, and each blood vessel seemed to have its own thoughts, beating and twitching at will.

"Hoo~"

The sturdy man let out a long sigh, and his palm was empty. Immediately, a soul vine stretched out from the gap of the altar and wrapped around his hand.

"This is the power left by our ancestors. Outsiders must not take it away."

The sturdy man snapped the soul vine, and the torn part did not wither. Instead, it twisted in his hand like a smart octopus tentacles.

The man stared at the soul vine in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

A few minutes later.

"Woo!!"

A roar suddenly broke through the throat, but it seemed to be covered by something, and no sound could be made. Only the twisted face and bulging blue veins showed the great pain the owner was enduring.

The blood burned in the body, and was consumed bit by bit, and unknown new things were quietly growing, ready to replace it.

Saint Zaga got up from the ground. He felt that his body was very strange now. This feeling was like his various organs had independent thinking.

Although he violated the taboo of his ancestors, there was nothing he could do. He could not continue to tolerate the things that originally belonged to him being plundered again, so he had to fight to the death.

"This feeling..."

Saint Zaga stretched out his arms. Although the feeling in his body was strange, the feeling of strength made him feel very relieved.

Just as Saint Zaga was intoxicated with his own strength, his ears moved.

"Who?! Come out!"

Saint Zaga was the leader of the ancestral forces, but the word "leader" was somewhat unworthy of the name.

By his generation, the family had long since withered, and he was the only one left in the direct bloodline.

"Long time no see, Saint Zaga."

Under Saint Zaga's gaze, Shadow appeared in Saint Zaga's eyes with Lin Yi and Pop Gal.

"Shadow? How could you bear to come out?"

After seeing the person coming, Saint Zaga's tense muscles relaxed.

Because he had just been attacked by the demons, Saint Zaga's expression was in a very tense situation.

If it was someone else, Saint Zaga would have taken action now.

Fortunately, it was Shadow who came. The two had dealt with each other many times. Saint Zajia was quite familiar with Shadow's style of doing things, and knew that the other party was probably not here to cause trouble.

"No way, I need your help this time."

"Price." There is no free lunch in this world. I can help you, but let's talk about the reward first.

"Help you find out what the demon tribe that just attacked you is called."

"Okay! Deal!"

Hearing the reward that Shadow was going to give, Saint Zajia agreed without any hesitation.

For Saint Zajia, the behavior of the demon tribe was equivalent to slapping the face of the ancestor crazily. If Saint Zajia just swallowed his anger and did not find an opportunity to retaliate, the reputation of the ancestor would be greatly reduced.

In this case, it would be difficult for Saint Zajia to defend such a large territory of the ancestor alone.

"What do you need me to help you with?"

Confirming that Shadow was not here to cause trouble, Saint Zajia's tense nerves relaxed.

He skillfully controlled the soul vines, and those vines were like smart ribbons, quickly intertwining and entwining in front of several people, and in the blink of an eye, they were combined into a uniquely shaped table.

"I wonder if you have heard of the 'Seed of Hellfire'?"

"Why do you need this thing?" After hearing Shadow's words, Saint Zajia's face changed a little.

"It's not me who needs it, it's this gentleman who needs it."

Shadow pointed at Lin Yi beside him, and Saint Zajia turned his attention to Lin Yi.

"Sorry, I do know this thing, but I will never hand it over. Please go back, all three of you." After struggling and weighing it in his heart for several times, Saint Zajia finally stood up and made a gesture to send the guests away.

The Seed of Hellfire is inextricably linked to the territory guarded by Saint Zajia.

The so-called Seed of Hellfire is actually a ball of fire condensed from countless soul fragments in endless years.

When the Seed of Hellfire is activated or touched, it will release an invisible flame that can directly act on the soul.

Once the soul is injured by the Hellfire, it will be unspeakable pain.

The trauma at the soul level is different from the flesh wound. It will make people feel powerless and desperate from the depths of their spirit, as if the whole consciousness has been thrown into an endless purgatory and suffered.

For Saint Zaga, the seeds of Hellfire are equivalent to the relics of his ancestors.

From the name of the power of the ancestor, it can be seen how much Saint Zaga values ​​his family.

"Mr. Saint Zaga, your body is on the verge of collapse."

Just when Saint Zaga was about to leave, Lin Yi suddenly said this, which made Saint Zaga pause instantly, and the steps he had just taken were frozen in mid-air.

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"What nonsense are you talking about! I have inherited the great power of my ancestors now! It is not your turn to comment on it casually." Saint Zaga's movements were very fast, and he came to Lin Yi almost instantly.

The faces of the two were close, and there was only the distance of the mask on Lin Yi's face between them.

The soul vines behind Saint Zaga seemed to sense the anger of their master and began to dance wildly and uncontrollably.

Lin Yi's eyes behind the mask showed no fear, and he even sneered.

This laugh was particularly harsh in the silent atmosphere, and it made Saint Zaga even more furious.

Just when Saint Zaga was about to make a move, Lin Yi's finger gently touched a spot on Saint Zaga's arm.

After being touched by Lin Yi, the originally peaceful blood vessels on Saint Zaga's arm seemed to suddenly go crazy, completely out of his control, surging and undulating on his arm, as if there were countless agile vines, wandering and shuttling freely under his flesh.

"Damn it, what did you do?" Saint Zaga was shocked and angry, and took two steps back, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

He did not dare to slack off, and immediately concentrated on suppressing the power in his body that began to run out of control.

After a long time, the abnormality in his body gradually subsided and returned to normal.

"I didn't do anything. Your body must have absorbed this kind of special power from the outside world not long ago. In the short term, it can indeed greatly increase your combat power, but as time goes by, this power will take over and use your body as nourishment. In the end, you will only be left with a skeleton."

"To be honest, I am quite confused. Who taught you this method? If you choose to coexist with the soul vines gently and gradually improve your own strength, why would it be like this? Using such a violent method is like someone is eager for you to die soon."

Lin Yi's tone was full of doubt. This method is almost the same as drinking poison to quench thirst. At first glance, it can indeed make the combat power soar to a terrifying height in the blink of an eye, but the price behind it is too heavy.

As time goes by, he will be no different from those zombies in the ancestral forces, becoming a cold corpse controlled by the soul vines, with only a shell left and no self-will.

Hearing Lin Yi's last words, Saint Zaga, who was originally full of anger, twitched his eyes, and then seemed to think of something, and then raised his head to control the soul vines to block the surrounding area.

"What you just meant is that there is a problem with my method?" Saint Zaga took a deep breath, and the shadow next to him saw that Saint Zaga did not touch the chair, so he sat on the chair and did not speak.

"More than a problem, the problem is very big."

"In the void, there are countless systems that gain power from symbiosis with plants, but most of them will not rashly devour the other party's power like you do. You are simply playing with your life by doing this, which is no different from seeking death!"

"The person who taught you this method must have bad intentions. There are obviously more gentle ways for you to choose, but you chose the one that is most harmful to your body."

Lin Yi's words seemed to hit Saint Zaga's heart, causing Saint Zaga to fall into silence.

Saint Zaga pursed his lips tightly, frowned, and there seemed to be a thousand thoughts circling rapidly in his mind.

Lin Yi was not in a hurry to break the silence, leaning back in his chair and waiting patiently.

Lin Yi held the initiative, and he was sure that Saint Zajia would have to hand over the seeds of Hellfire sooner or later for his own safety, so he was not panicked at all, and quietly waited for Saint Zajia to speak first.

"Who are you?"

Saint Zajia took a deep breath and looked at Lin Yi who was sitting opposite him.

"If it's a physical problem, Saint Zajia, you'd better trust him. There are few people in the entire void who are more authoritative than him in this regard."

Shadow's words suddenly rang out. Saint Zajia knew Shadow's temperament very well. This person has always been cautious and never speaks without basis. Since he said so, the person opposite must be really capable.

"So, is there a solution?"

"What about the reward?"

"I can give you three seeds of Hellfire." Saint Zajia gritted his teeth and offered a price that he thought was quite generous.

"Not enough. Your physical condition is very serious. With only the seeds of Hellfire, I can only give you a solution. It is far from enough for me to help you deal with it myself." Lin Yi put down the teacup in his hand, but there was no room for negotiation in his words.

"If you can really help me recover, as a price, I can pay you 400 grams of soul stone (equivalent to 8 soul crystals·complete)."

Saint Zajia frowned, and after several struggles and weighings in his heart, he quoted another price.

In addition to producing soul fruits, soul vines can also absorb free soul power in the air to produce soul crystals, which also leads to Saint Zajia's lack of soul stones.

Hearing this, Lin Yi nodded.

"Okay, do you need me to give you anesthesia during the operation?"

"Anesthetic. No need." Saint Zajia hesitated after hearing Lin Yi's words, and finally rejected Lin Yi's kindness.

"Okay, is there a cleaner place? This damn place can't perform surgery."

"Yes, but you can only go alone." Saint Zaga looked past Lin Yi and looked at Shadow and Popgar, and the meaning of his words was very clear.

Shadow shrugged, indicating that it didn't matter.

His core mission this time was to help Lin Yi find out the news about the seeds of the nether fire. Now that he has a clue, the mission is successfully completed for him.

Under the guidance of Saint Zaga, Lin Yi followed closely behind him and walked towards the palace complex.

It is not difficult to guess that the number of people in the lineage of the ancestor must have been very considerable in the past years.

However, as time went on, the reproduction of the ancestor seemed to have problems, and now only Saint Zaga is still alive.

"Is this place okay?"

Under the guidance of Saint Zaga, Lin Yi came to a very clean room.

This room was originally the laboratory of the ancestor, but as time went by, these areas have lost their original functions. However, under the cleaning of the assimilated, the rooms inside the palace are still very tidy.

"Okay, lie down, I will diagnose the extent to which your body has been eroded now." After Saint Zaga lay down, Lin Yi took out a scalpel.

After the blade of the scalpel touched Saint Zaga's arm, there was a crisp sound of "sizzling", and the blade of the scalpel instantly broke, and small metal fragments flew out.

Saint Zaga's arm is now as rough as a dead tree, and ordinary scalpels can no longer cause damage to Saint Zaga.

"Use this." Seeing that Lin Yi's scalpel broke, Saint Zaga controlled the soul vines and handed a simple dagger to Lin Yi.

After Lin Yi took it, he found that this dagger was actually an epic dagger, but the attributes were very general. After all, it was only a dagger used for sacrifice, and the original design was not intended to kill the enemy. If you really expect to take someone's life in battle with it, it must be unreliable.

Although it is not very good at killing people, it is not a big problem to use it to break Saint Zaga's defense.

After the dagger pierced Saint Zaga's arm, Lin Yi noticed that Saint Zaga's expression did not fluctuate at all, as if it was not his own body that was stabbed.

"Does it hurt?" After hearing Lin Yi's question, Saint Zaga shook his head.

"It seems that the erosion has affected your nervous system, which is a bit tricky."

Since the conventional stimulation can't make Saint Zaga feel anything, it means that the problem is more serious than expected. Lin Yi no longer hesitated and directly increased the movement of his hands.

He raised his hand and the knife fell. With a neat downward movement, Saint Zaga's arm was completely cut open, and the skin and flesh rolled up, revealing the shocking scene inside.

The liquid flowing out of Saint Zaga's arm is no longer the normal bright red blood. Instead, it looks like the tissue fluid exuded by plants. From a distance, it presents a light red color.

In Saint Zaga's arms, countless slender vines densely wrapped the muscles and deeply inserted into them. The vines and flesh merged and coexisted in a strange way.

As Saint Zaga breathed, the light of these vines also alternated between light and dark, as if they were synchronizing with the vital signs of the owner.

Lin Yi gently poked one of the vines with a dagger, and almost at the same moment, Saint Zaga, who had been silent all the time, suddenly groaned in pain.

"Don't touch it."

Saint Zaga's voice changed. The moment Lin Yi touched the vine with a dagger, a burst of pain swept towards his brain like a surging tide, making him feel as if his head was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

"It's troublesome. It seems that the erosion of the vines is more serious than I thought." Lin Yi put down the dagger in his hand and began to think about how to deal with Saint Zaga's problem.

"Is it serious?"

"It's serious. If I had come a month later, you would have become a vegetable without anyone else's help." Lin Yi was not joking when he said this. Saint Zaga's nervous system has now been replaced by vines.

As time goes by, his brain will gradually be eroded by the vines, and eventually he will be completely reduced to a puppet of the soul vines, with a human form but no independent consciousness. (End of this chapter)