Abyssal Kingdom

Wei An sat in a daze for a while.

Ignoring the people next to him, he stood up, slipped on his foot, and rushed into the lake in the bathroom.

Gui Ling had already taken a shower, but it seemed that he had just finished his work, and he didn't wipe his body clean, so he just wrapped a robe around his body, ready to deal with it.

His hair was wet and dripping, his feet were bare, and he was wearing a long robe with ties.The casual clothes that Shenhuang gave to their "gods" are embroidered with complicated golden patterns. The material is very soft, and the clothes are too clean and distant, without a sense of reality, really like a sacrifice.

Gui Ling turned to look at Wei An with a slightly offended expression.

"I told you not to get so close," he said.

"Aren't you—" Wei An said.

He stopped, he wanted to say "Are you dying", but he found he couldn't get the words out.

Gui Ling looked at him, but didn't speak.

"I just want to ask," Wei Anfang said softly, "your situation...in the end..."

He felt that his tone was extremely pitiful, Gui Ling sighed, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he changed it to something else.

"It's just that the damage is relatively deep, and it's not certain that something will happen." Gui Ling said, "Don't act like this."

Wei An found that he knew his expression, as if coaxing a child, afraid that he would collapse.

Gui Ling has always known about his situation, the disgusting slave system in his body, knowing that he is a mess and worth saving, but he still coaxes him carefully, helps him upgrade, and gives him the core program of Wutong, as if he He is a very important person, and it is worth his effort to save him in such a miserable state.

"I... have experienced many things, Wei An," Gui Ling said, "I have lived for a long time..."

"I don't want to listen to this. You can't stay here for too long. If you finish early, nothing will happen. I know." Wei An said, "Your hair is still wet, let me wipe it for you."

He picked up the towel, grabbed Gui Ling's arm, and pushed him onto the chair.

The other party wanted to say something, Wei An said: "Don't talk!"

Gui Ling didn't speak again, Wei Anzai dried his hair carefully, there was no hair dryer in this shabby place, he didn't want him to catch a cold.

He made up his mind not to listen to Guiling say anything related to his system, he didn't like the tone in which he said these things.

A part of his consciousness quickly checked the resources in his hand. There were a lot of open materials in Wutong, and he could figure out the situation quickly.He will find a way, the sooner the better, take Guiling away from this place——

Wei An gritted his teeth in his heart, but his movements were very gentle.

"If you want to upgrade," Guiling said suddenly, "no matter which one you choose, you must ensure the stability of the Wutong, otherwise it will only take a few seconds for the system to crash."

Wei An also wiped off the drops of water that fell on his neck, and gave a soft "hmm".

"If I'm not here, you have to be very careful..." Gui Ling said.

"Speaking of which, I read the function introduction of the spaceship before." Wei An interrupted him, and said briskly, "Can it create an independent subspace, with mountains and waters, where you can grow flowers and raise pets? Decorate a house or something?"

Gui Ling looked up at him, rubbing his head against his lower abdomen, this feeling was really intimate.

The man's expression seemed to be thinking about a spaceship that can normally jump and park in deep space. How could he make it look like a prop in a romance novel.

"No, its space memory was swallowed up by the previous time bureau, and the remaining part is as big as an elevator." Gui Ling said.

"Then let's upgrade it again. Can we furnish a house that we can go back to at any time?" Wei An said, "I don't know if this kind of house can be powered on and then furnished with a kitchen? I can decorate it as a home That!"

The other party didn't speak, and turned to stare at the hot water lake again, silent.

"We'll solve this problem, and then we can go home anytime, and then I can..." Wei An said, "I can hide you anytime."

"Well, wait... we're going back," Gui Ling said, "Let's see if we can add a little space to it."

He patted Wei An's hand and said, "Okay, it's been wiped dry."

Wei An slowly stopped.

He just stood there, gently brushing Gui Ling's messy hair back, it was still damp, he liked this everyday feeling, he really wished this was at home.

Or in a hotel, in a small hotel, in a car, anywhere.

"Go and rest for a while." He said to Guiling, "The bedroom is over there. I really don't understand why this place is so big, and it takes a lot of walking..."

"Okay." Gui Ling said.

He stood up, his condition is much better, he can walk normally, Wei An pays close attention to his situation at any time.

"Be careful, there are steps ahead," Wei An said, "Why are there steps in this kind of place—"

Guiling laughed.

"Don't be crazy," he said.

He looks really lively. People who live for too long and are about to die will be depressed, but Guiling is completely different. This person is much more lively than Wei An himself... than many people, and he will stare at flowers in a daze , clinging to a duty that did him no good, angry at something that was gone, only very young people.

Guiling said that there might not be an accident...

It will be all right, he will take care of him, no matter the cost.

It's been a chaotic night.

The whole city was crying, no one was allowed to sleep, and there were some self-mutilation rituals.

They were performing some sort of crying ritual, exaggerated but genuinely sad.Everything here has rituals to express feelings and solidify understanding.

Relatively speaking, the Temple of Priests is quite peaceful.

Wei An first forced Gui Ling to sleep for a while, and later, Tong Ye sneaked over and told him that he was going to the priest's hall at night.

As a "God Attendant", Wei An lived in a corner of the "bedroom". He took a shower, changed his clothes and went to the priest's hall.

In fact, the clothes are not too different from the regular clothes of the Federation, except that the colors and patterns are more classical, and they are all white, so they are not afraid of getting dirty at all.

Of course, Wei An didn't want to bother with this preparation at all, he wanted to wear the uniform of a private soldier and forget it, but in order to show that he did as the Romans did, he still took some time to tidy up.

When Wei An came to the temple, someone led him into the side hall.

The side hall is still very huge, there is nothing here, the surrounding columns and arches are like natural holes in the bones, facing him naked.

The space he was standing in was clean and completely blank. Seven priests stood tall on the steps and looked at him.

Wei An could see himself reflected in their eyes, wearing white clothes, he felt very strange, but he was also used to being so strange that he didn't even know him.

These people opened their mouths to lecture and talked about a bunch of rules here.

Wei An calmly listened to the time of work and rest, things to do, etc., and felt that there was nothing special about it, it was nothing more than a strange local custom.

Then debugging started.

Two priests came out and skillfully pushed Wei An to the ground from behind. A "fairy beast" body reformer stood opposite him and activated the slave system in his body again.

A screen lit up in front of Wei An, and he could see it in the corner of his line of sight. All his data was clearly displayed, and he could change it at will to become what they needed.

A deputy priest came over, clicked on several basic data items, and adjusted several items to the maximum value.

At this moment, the texture of that kind of power is like a sharp steel instrument, penetrating into the deepest part of the human mind, Wei An smells the smell of burning protein, it is roughly cut and burned, as if it is some meaningless piece of garbage meat.

Wei An coughed, blood was all over the ground, and hot liquid flowed out of his ears.

He couldn't remember making a sound, and when he woke up he fell to the ground with blood in his mouth.

He was shaking violently, physically, and couldn't stop.

A group of people looked at him indifferently, the screen was still there, several numbers were red, and the ground was covered with blood, which stood out against the white background, like an operation site.

"The value of the belief system is full," someone said, "he is from the Federation, or a mercenary, he must be full-"

"Let's inject another injection of buffer, so that he may go crazy. His Highness Fuxi doesn't like it when the servant goes out for a trip."

"Wait a minute...Okay, let's inject."

Someone injected Wei An with something, but he couldn't feel it, as if his body wasn't his own.

A person pulled his hair, looked at his face, and someone asked, "Do you remember your name?"

"Remember," Wei An said softly, "My name is Xu Shen."

"What kind of work do you do?"

"Medical Device Management."

"Who is the master of this slave system?"

"My father."

After a few discussions, Wei An heard the word "accidental death", and they could see it.

He let them toss.Silent, obedient, he knew the process and how to behave to satisfy them.