ca-book Chapter 689 So that's how it is
Chapter 689 So that's how it is
Chapter 689 So that's how it is
This scene deeply shocked all the immigrants from the East.
Guo Lidong: "Holy crap, this is actually my wife! When she found out I was hiding money, she didn't kill me. This is true love."
Guo Xiaoqiang: "Holy crap, this is actually my own mother! When I stayed up all night playing games, she didn't burn me to death. This is truly a touching mother-son bond!"
"daughter in law!"
"My lord mother!"
"Please carry me! Please hug me!"
The only response the father and son received was the heartless, ruthless back of the nine-tailed fox, showing no trace of lingering affection.
what? !!
Why?!
Excuse me?
What did we do wrong to make you cut off all feelings and love?
Wang Shuxiang watched this scene with a beaming smile, overjoyed.
Another great general has joined our great cause; it is worth celebrating.
Wang Shuxiang, carrying a lantern, appeared beside Guo Lidong and said quietly, "Your wife has already broken through the first layer of shackles and become a nine-tailed fox in its initial form. But you are still standing still. The gap is widening, you will no longer have anything in common, and sooner or later you will drift apart."
Guo Lidong looked at her accusingly, "Are you a devil?"
Wang Shuxiang chuckled, "What are devils? They're just snacks to go with drinks: Keep trying, middle-aged men."
She patted Guo Xiaoqiang's head again: "In ancient times, there was Chenxiang who split the mountain to save his mother. Today, there is a young man who is determined to improve himself and fight alongside his mother! Young man, I have high hopes for you."
With tears in their eyes, the father and son watched Wang Shuxiang leave.
Without interference from the other three major cities, the group quickly and smoothly entered the City of the Dead.
To be fair, aside from being a bit gloomy and cold, and occasionally bumping into a mixed race lying on the ground, this city has no other problems.
At least, just the dead cities and suburbs alone could house more than a billion people.
There's also great news.
Teacher Xinbao is online!
The dead city is entering the information age.
Following the prompts from their smartwatches and smartphones, everyone arrived at their pre-planned accommodations and settled in.
Guo Xiaoqiang: "Teacher Xinbao, why is there no toilet or running water in the house?"
Xinbao: [Are you thirsty? Do you need to go to the toilet?]
The Guo family thought about it carefully, and then it all fell apart! They didn't actually want to drink water, didn't want to go to the toilet, and didn't feel hungry at all.
Are they already dead?
Because they are dead, they don't have the need to eat, drink, or relieve themselves.
"Waaaaah, I brought a whole suitcase full of snacks!!!"
The same situation also happened to the bigwigs of the East.
The good news is that all their physical ailments, big and small, caused by old age have disappeared.
The bad news is that their bodies don't seem to be normal human bodies in the traditional sense.
The medical team conducted a comprehensive and extremely detailed examination of them, and the final conclusion was that their body cells had regained their vitality, but there seemed to be something strange inside.
Lin Xiaohe walked in: "It's not that we've gained something strange, but rather that we've found a missing part of our body."
"Ah? What do you mean?"
Lin Xiaohe: "If we really started from the beginning, it would probably take a whole day and night to finish telling the story."
Commander Zhang's heart skipped a beat; his intuition told him that this truth was very important!
"Please enlighten us."
"please."
"We'd rather die consciously than live in a daze." Lin Xiaohe looked at the determined faces, pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke.
“I said before that the original world would collapse. But I didn’t tell you that the original world is actually fake, it’s virtual.”
what? !
Everyone was deeply shocked.
If the original world is fake, then what are they? Do they still truly exist?
Lin Xiaohe raised an eyebrow, and Xinbao cooperated by making a virtual 3D projection in the conference room.
“A long, long time ago, there was a race whose civilization level far exceeded level 10, which we will call the Ancient Gods. But they encountered an extremely powerful opponent. The two civilizations fought an extremely long and far-reaching war that continues to influence the universe to this day.”
"The ancient gods were narrowly defeated, but the enemy could not completely annihilate them, so they built a prison for their confinement and rehabilitation."
The 3D animation played by Xinbao is incredibly lifelike.
Old Zhou licked his lips, not daring to speak loudly: "Is our world a prison?"
Lin Xiaohe corrected him: "It's one of the prisons, a very small one."
Uh……
That really hurts.
Lin Xiaohe continued, "When the ancient gods were first imprisoned, they retained some of their powerful abilities. Their leader couldn't bear to see the souls of his people drifting on the desolate planet. So he created carbon-based bodies as containers to hold those souls. This is the story of Nuwa creating humans, passed down through generations."
"However, regrettably, this creation of humans was actually a conspiracy by the enemy. The souls of the ancient gods were trapped in their bodies, which was both a protection and a constraint. They had to endure floods, volcanic eruptions, and rampant diseases. Every physical death would harm their souls."
"The ancient gods naturally refused to surrender. With Nuwa's help, they selected 12 fully awakened beings. Dijiang, a spatial rule resonator; Jumang, a bird-bodied, human-faced being who governs the power of growth and repair; Gonggong, a water resonator; Zhurong, a plasma and high-temperature energy resonator; and Zhujiuyin, a light and time perception field resonator..."
As the names were read out one by one, the bigwigs of the East felt a chill run down their spines.
Aren't these the legendary Twelve Ancestral Witches?!
Oh, dear ancestors, what is it that you couldn't write down in writing, but instead had to leave for future generations to guess in the form of myths and legends?
Commander Zhang raised his hand tremblingly: "If there is Nuwa, then what about Pangu?"
What about Pangu, who created the world?
Xinbao projected a boundary marker, a dark boundary marker that stood silently in the void.
Lin Xiaohe pointed to the boundary marker and said, "This is our real prison. We should have been compressed and melted inside like compressed biscuits. It was Pangu who used all his power to create a space within the prison that allowed the ancient gods to catch their breath for a short time."
"But this space was born from the boundary marker and is deeply restricted by the rules of the boundary marker."
What happened next is something everyone can guess.
The 12 Ancestral Witches failed.
Lin Xiaohe: "The ancient gods, after much painful reflection, realized that their combat power was limited by their carbon-based humanoid form. So they used genetic modification technology to cultivate the physical bodies of dragons and phoenixes."
The dragon and phoenix were indeed very powerful, but they still couldn't escape the prison. Instead, they were purged and their entire race was wiped out.
This annihilation dealt a severe blow to the ancient god race.
Their souls and genetic memories were largely erased, with only the leader barely managing to preserve the legacy.
The ancient gods could only appear in this world as the weakest carbon-based humans.
"In order to preserve the souls of the people, the chief built the underworld and established the cycle of reincarnation on his own body to nourish the souls."
Xinbao showed the fighting scenes that were often shown at the gate of the Dead City.
Lin Xiaohe: "The ancient gods set up the underworld, and the enemies set up four major cities to compete for the inheritance on the leader."
The four major cities still exist, but the underworld is gone.