Doomsday Code

Chapter 592 Faith Pollution

Chen Cheng stared blankly at the ceiling. The room was now empty.

Because just now Melinda and the others told him that he suffered from very serious mental pollution.

Spiritual pollution is such an unfamiliar term. I don’t seem to have been exposed to any source of pollution. Why am I suddenly mentally polluted?

And to explain it using what Melinda and the others said, it was because his consciousness was severely damaged.

An ordinary person’s consciousness would have died long ago if it had suffered such serious injuries. Although I survived by chance, my spirit turned into a naked and unprotected beauty.

In nature, external evil is like a street thug. The spirits of other people are protected by their consciousness and can be prevented from being infected by external evil.

Since I was in a naked state, those external evils naturally came to me.

Especially when one's spirit fluctuates violently, it is very easy to be contaminated by external evil.

It can be said that he could be invaded by external evil at any time and then become another person.

"Oh my god, am I going to be reborn in another body and then be reborn again?"

Chen Cheng held his forehead and sighed.

To be honest, he had never expected that there would be external evil. His spirit had now turned into a thunder that could explode at any time, turning himself into a monster.

Not only Chen Cheng himself, but also people like Melinda didn't know that there was such a thing as external evil. If Sheli hadn't found Emile, and the elves, who were immortal species, had not recorded this kind of situation, no one would have known what disease Chen Cheng had.

Now his spirit has been stabilized by Emile using the secret technique of the elves, but this stability is only temporary. No one knows whether Chen Cheng will be polluted again in the next moment and then become a crazy monster.

Just when Chen Cheng was feeling depressed, the space bag on the bedside table shook, and then an octopus tentacle crawled out of it.

Squidward took his head out of the space bag and gasped:

"Boy, your spirit has been polluted. How about you believe in me? Then those guys won't dare to pollute you again."

Squidward climbed onto Chen Cheng's head and swept his octopus tentacles across Chen Cheng's face.

Chen Cheng grabbed Squidward, sat up, and looked him in the eye.

"You know my situation. Tell me what those things that polluted me are and what I need to do to restore myself to normal."

However, Squidward struggled in Chen Cheng's hands, and said as he struggled:

"Is this the attitude of begging for help, kid? Hurry up and let me go."

Chen Cheng didn't listen to Squidward, but tightened his grip even more.

But he knew the octopus's problem well. The more he was pampered, the more arrogant he would become. Only by oppressing him would he do his job honestly.

"Hurry up and tell me, or I'll eat you before you become a monster."

As Chen Cheng spoke, he slightly reduced the strength in his hands.

Seeing that he couldn't get away, Squidward could only say angrily:

"You are such a ruthless kid."

Then he showed a smug smile and said:

"Those things that pollute you are, how should I put it, a bunch of wandering ghosts."

“Boy, you should know that what we gods eat is your spiritual beliefs, and in our eyes, this belief is the food you eat every day.

Since this is food, there are naturally delicious and unpalatable ones.

Even though that guy in your world has covered it with a layer of filth, it is still food for the gods after all.

He has such a large ranch, so naturally he is a bit picky about food, and he has abandoned those beliefs that he finds unpalatable.

"And this is just like the food you humans discard; it will naturally rot and spoil over time.

However, in terms of faith, we don’t have the so-called small animals, bacteria, and fungi to help decompose it. These discarded beliefs that are not absorbed and corrupted will accumulate and then become the things that pollute you.”

At this point, Squidward showed a sly smile on his face and said:

"You know what, kid, you're already on the path to becoming a god, but you might be a rubbish god."

Squidward said as he let out a roar of laughter.

However, Chen Cheng frowned when he heard this. He didn't care whether it was a rubbish god or not, but asked:

"Why do you say that I have embarked on the path to becoming a god?"

When Squidward heard this, he said jokingly:

"What do you think God is, kid? Let me explain it to you based on your knowledge. God is a life form in a higher dimension.

The difference between us gods and you lowly mortals is that we feed on your faith and vows, and any thoughts that you have.

So as long as your thoughts are still there, God is immortal."

"After knowing this, do you think you've found a way to deal with God? That's to threaten God with all intelligent life, thinking that our God was born from what you call thoughts?"

"Don't be silly. If that were really the case, then the heavens would have long since become the domain of the One God. You are merely food, and you can only influence the God's need for energy sources.

Even without you, God's own power is enough to sustain His existence through the birth and death of a world.

Then we can wait for a new farm to be born and continue eating and drinking."

“Let’s get back to why you have embarked on the path to becoming a god. It’s because your spirit has come into contact with the power of faith, even though it is just a bunch of faith garbage.

But garbage is also the power of faith, and your spirit already has a hint of immortality."

"You could say you died now, and your spirit would reshape itself into a garbage god."

"Don't talk about these nonsense. If that's the case, then why did I suddenly become a different person? Why don't you do the same as me?"

Chen Cheng now just wants to figure out his own situation.

When Squidward heard this, he burst into laughter and said:

"Boy, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard. You are just an ant, how can you think you are stronger than us?

Our gods are not affected by the thoughts contained in these beliefs, and can even eliminate such thoughts before eating.

But you are just a mere human being. Your so-called memory spirit is just a speck of dust in the collective faith of countless people, and it will naturally be shattered immediately.

If it weren't for the fact that that thing has no consciousness, you would have been invaded by it long ago and turned into a fleshy monster."

As he said this, Squidward retracted his tentacles and deliberately made himself look like a mountain of meat.

Seeing this, Chen Cheng punched him directly and knocked Squidward back to his original state.

"You'd better tell me that I can still be cured. Otherwise, I will swallow you before I turn into a meat mountain. Then I'll see if that mass of stuff will turn into a meat mountain with you as well."