PFC Chapter 938 The End of the World (12)
Chapter 938 The End of the World (12)
Chapter 938 The End of the World (12)
The ruins left after the world's destruction are perfectly suited to be called hell.
As for what might be in hell, that goes without saying.
When any individual or civilization faces extinction, it will gather all its strength to try to survive. But if it fails to survive, this crystallization solidified in the abyss, no matter how glorious its past or how legendary its story, will ultimately be nothing more than a distorted reflection of remaining thoughts and memories.
"You said those things have invaded the mortal world, but I haven't felt anything?" Huai Shi asked, puzzled.
"Can a dog get rid of every flea on its body?" Ai Qing retorted. "Including us, who depend on your living hell for survival, we are nothing but dust to the abyss itself. You are too great, Huai Shi."
Even the smallest abyss, however bizarre, can easily cause widespread panic and loss to a civilization that has lost its Ascended Ones.
Not to mention that some things don't even have a physical form; they are like viruses and laws, affecting the hellish laws on Huai Shi's body. Even the slightest fluctuation can lead to an irreversible outcome.
"Survival of the fittest; we are simply unable to adapt to the current natural environment."
Ai Qing said, "Huai Shi, you can't be perfect. When your perspective changes, you should focus on what's ahead. Being too hard on yourself is just pointless internal conflict."
Huai Shi remained silent.
He suspected his boss was targeting him, but had no proof.
“It’s just that my personal abilities aren’t enough.” Huai Shi shook his head and said frankly, “I’m not worried about anything else, because I got this far not because of personal heroism.”
"Everyone has made it what it is today."
This includes the immortals and gods who remained in the past, as well as all the indigenous people who contributed to civilization before these outsiders arrived.
"His mental health has deteriorated to a point where it's somewhat unhealthy."
The scholar in charge of psychological counseling nearby wrote down the drawing, checked it off, and gave it a near-perfect score: "This can't be described as just heartless or amazing. If someone with antisocial personality disorder were to be with you, they'd probably just blow up."
"It seems we no longer need Luo Xian and the Creator to take turns counseling you. Let's also cancel the plan to awaken the White Emperor's son for therapy when necessary," Ai Qing said calmly.
I am the end of the world!
I am annihilation, I am destruction, I am the end of the world!
I'm going to tear the house apart right now!
"You have no objection?"
"No comment."
Huai Shi grinned.
Anyway, Fu Yi is still keeping him company in the bell.
[Ghost Domain Test Completed]
[The test of the murder rule-guiding device was successful.]
[The feasibility of obtaining immortality, developing the Ghost Realm, and superimposing laws is 100%, and the success rate of embedding vengeful ghosts into the laws of the Living Hell is 83%]
[The Beechcraft Acorn International Experimental Zone is now under lockdown.]
The tightly closed hatch opened, and Yang Jian stepped out amidst the billowing white smoke.
At this moment, six blood-red eyeballs emerged from the cracks all over his body, each seemingly conscious, looking around in all directions.
"Brother Yang Jian, are you alright?" Qi Gai asked through the emerald green nutrient solution and the cylindrical glass enclosure.
"Yes, he's still alive."
Yang Jian felt that many of his emotions had disappeared, both positive and negative.
He stretched out his hand, his fingers loosely clenched as if trying to grasp something, but his eyes held only indifference: "So this is what it feels like to be replaced by the supernatural."
Even the thoughts and actions to be taken seem to be running according to a pre-set program.
I wouldn't say I like or dislike it, but...
I think I was more like Yang Jian in the past.
"The vengeful spirit within you is essentially the malevolent power of the world's rules." Squirrel Hang, wearing protective gear, approached. "We can modify some details through artificially created logic, but as the vengeful spirit revives, you will lose your sense of self and act according to the logic we created and the logic of the vengeful spirit itself."
“I know.” Yang Jian nodded. “If this were in reality, this would be the best outcome for a ghost tamer.”
The reason why a vengeful ghost can be controlled is because it is still in a state of gradual awakening.
That is why humans and ghosts can coexist, but once the ghosts are fully awakened, the humans will definitely die.
This is what is known as the resurrection of a vengeful ghost.
Yang Jian didn't quite understand what Song Shuhang had done, but he knew that the incomplete supernatural puzzle pieces on his body would become a new shell, and that he would pull those abyssal monsters out of the darkness according to the rules of killing.
The supernatural rules surrounding him can be infinitely stacked as long as the conditions are met, commonly known as stepping on his own foot to ascend to heaven.
Even the most bizarre creatures, which possess the same rules or even greater power, will eventually be swallowed up by the stronger vengeful spirits.
“I don’t have a ghost bus, so I can’t provide everything,” Yang Jian said. “I need ghost servants to do things for me.”
Song Shuhang paused for a moment, then turned around, entered the password, and opened a hatch: "It's ready."
The two walked in one after the other.
A group of aged and frail ascendants raised their heads in unison, looking at Yang Jian, who had an almost inhuman appearance. In their turbid and unwilling eyes, a light began to flicker.
"..." Yang Jian's gaze slowly swept across their faces as he asked, "Do they all know?"
“I told them ten years ago.” Song Shuhang’s tone was filled with a variety of complex emotions: “Except for the Ascended Ones who died of old age, they all came.”
After losing dragon blood and the qualification to be a reflection of the gods.
The former Ascended Ones awaited their inevitable end in the mortal realm. If it weren't for the influence of other hells in the abyss on the mortal world, they wouldn't have been summoned for this plan.
“Even if we can forcefully activate the Holy Mark once or twice using the remaining connection in our souls, we will be almost dead.” The old man, who was representing us, walked out shakily.
"If I can serve you before I die, it will be enough to put an end to my regrets."
Many of the decaying, immobile Ascended beings could be seen raising their eyelids and staring intently at Yang Jian.
Some people are on their last breath, and they've only managed to stay alive because of their unwavering determination.
Normal ghost servants are too weak, but a group of ascended beings, acting as ghost servants, can do a lot by forcibly activating the Stigmata with supernatural power, and can even generate new supernatural phenomena.
Yang Jian wasted no time, and a red light suddenly flashed.
next moment.
All the ascendants exuded a cold, dangerous, and terrifying aura. Individuals who were previously unable to move and were lying paralyzed in hospital beds or wheelchairs mechanically got up and stood up.
An alarm sounded in the cold, steel-enclosed experimental base. Song Shuhang reacted and deactivated the various weapons locked onto Yang Jian.
"Is there anything else you want to do?" Song Shuhang asked.
"That's all. This isn't my world. I'm not really dead and need to settle some unfulfilled wish." Yang Jian suddenly paused, then asked after a moment's thought, "Do you have any Coke?"
Upon hearing this, Song Shuhang immediately controlled the robot to deliver a bottle.
Yang Jian drank it all in one gulp, his gaze sweeping over the Ascended Ones who had become ghost slaves, and said, "My older cousins said I was too young, so they sent me out during the era when the Heavenly Court fell."
“I’m older than Xiaoyuan, so I should go in front of her.”
"As a result, it dragged on until now. It wouldn't have been a bad thing to leave earlier. It's just that it came in handy."
Even if he returned to his original world, he probably wouldn't have any wishes to fulfill except for drinking a Coke, since his initial goal was simply to leave some money for his mother's retirement.
Originally, after becoming a Ghost Tamer, he relied on his life and humanity to exchange for power, and how long he could live was unknown. However, after following the big shots and relying on part-time jobs and Heavenly Court benefits, he bought his mother a permanent property and an insurance policy in the City of All Heavens.
Honestly, even if he kicked the bucket tomorrow, Yang Jian felt he would have no regrets.
Especially considering how good the treatment and benefits are from the boss and the Heavenly Court, even if it's buying one's life, the compensation is more than enough.
What regrets could there be?
Yang Jian subconsciously immersed himself in his original world, but remained silent for a long time. Looking at the creatures in the dream, he thought of the Interpol agent named Zhou Zheng.
Humanity. Demonic nature. Divinity.
Yang Jian lowered his gaze slightly and said, "This is all the Heavenly Court can do for you in the end."
Immediately afterwards, the number of ghost eyes on his body increased again, becoming nine. These nine ghost eyes overlapped into three, emitting an eerie red light, forming three ghost domains pieced together.
The red light continued to extend, seemingly without end. In particular, this divine body and soul, which spanned several eras, was far more powerful than the one in reality, and could directly bear more supernatural power!
Even the ghost was extremely satisfied with the body before him.
A crimson world, reaching to the heavens and the earth, covered the mortal realm guarded by the giant wolf. Countless threads of light split off from the pillars of light and spread rapidly through the abyss, possessing a kind of reality-distorting power that seemed to melt everything.
But it seemed to have triggered something unseen, and all the red light began to shrink, eventually falling like needles and threads into every corner of the mortal realm.
The tops of those inhuman beings' heads.
One after another, ghostly silhouettes with only three ghostly eyes appeared before this thing. Whether they were bewitched life forms or strange creatures that had sneaked into the mortal world, they were instantly dissolved and devoured by these ghostly silhouettes.
After that, a blood-red vertical pupil appeared on Huai Shi's forehead.
By embedding the laws they created into the Grand Mystery, the world rules on the vengeful ghosts have been implanted into the laws of Huai Shi, this living hell, under the guidance of scholars.
The resurrected vengeful spirits are also part of this hell. Faced with the foreign pathogens in the abyss and the ordinary lives in the mortal world, they have an additional logic of prioritizing the treatment of the 'abyss'.
"What is that?" Huai Shi squinted.
Several beams of red light shot out from his forehead, reaching a certain direction in the darkness. Some misty figures were drifting there, yet they revealed their shapes under the faint red light.
"That's something that's affecting the mortal world, and it's been hiding near this depth," Song Shuhang reported.
"I have radar now, right?" Huai Shi placed the equally red-glowing Dust World on his head and fixed it in place, like installing a police light.
He glanced at those eerie creatures that were probably some kind of 'master of the masses' or 'rulers', then opened his blood-red maw and pounced on them.
Aren't you afraid of running into someone you can't beat if you're this reckless?
Nonsense. In this wretched place called the Abyss, if those things could handle me, would they need to resort to these fancy tricks to affect the mortal world?
In this deep region, there are some hells that have just been born, with a difficulty level similar to punching a kindergarten in the North Sea.
So, unsurprisingly.
Huai Shi chewed up and ate all of these things, along with the hell they belonged to, until they were completely gone.
He licked his lips, and after a short rest, he looked back at the circular principle hanging behind his head, the star ring that swirled around him and was filled with divine light, and the red light radar that was like a lighthouse, covering all 360 degrees without any blind spots.
Although it doesn't have a super-duper language repeater, this configuration is still pretty good.
Let's keep going.
Huai Shi perked up, wagged his tail, and set off again with his friends: "It would be even better if we had a sound system."
Along the way, they stopped and started, and under the search of the red light, they discovered many strange things without form, but in the end, Huai Shi found and ate them all.
His size became increasingly exaggerated, but the readings on the depth gauge changed more and more slowly, until one day, the depth gauge stopped moving as if it had malfunctioned.
Huai Shi stopped walking, and the values above began to increase in depth[7], depth[11].
“Let’s stop here.” The fox held a microphone and spoke through a megaphone that he had thrown into Huai Shi’s ear: “The concept of void no longer exists.”
The modeling data sent by the Institute of Survival and the values they detected internally have confirmed that the Abyss has covered everything.
Along the way, even those worlds that had just restarted after reincarnation were destroyed and turned into hell in a very short time.
In this situation, even if Huai Shi risked his life to run, he would not be able to send the kingdom on his back into the void.
Huai Shi fell silent. If things continued like this, he didn't know if he would ever find a new world.
"Huai Shi, it's up to you to keep watch on the surroundings."
With spatial folding completely eliminated, the entire civilization began to undertake massive construction projects on Huai Shi, with the primary focus being the development of spatial stabilization devices to prevent Huai Shi from collapsing all the buildings when he threw a tantrum.
Then, using the laws of hell that Huai Shi possesses, combined with the technology of the present world and Bikini Bottom (Xiling), he will create technological weapons that he can use, spanning hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years.
The internal resources are clearly insufficient; even emptying the world of resources wouldn't be enough.
Therefore, once internal resource shortages occur, Huai Shi, as a living hell, activates its radar scan to plunder resources from other hells to support the development of civilization.
Of course, they also encountered some strange hells, as if they were waiting specifically for later discoverers, where the entire world's technology and resources were placed in one place, presented in the form of inscriptions, stone carvings, and empty star fortresses.
In their final moments, they hoped that outsiders would come to explore and remember them.
It seems that only the light of civilization shines in this darkness.
And so, time came for Lucien to burn out, and the long, agonizing burning slowly came to an end.
During this time, the furnace was improved and was able to cover every corner of the mortal world with the characteristics of non-hellish creatures through burning.
The advantage is that even if Huai Shi begins to descend into the even more terrifying depths of the endless abyss, he can rely on the light and heat of the flames to prevent the abyss from affecting the mortal world.
The downside is...
"Didn't you say I could last four thousand years?" Lucien gasped, full of doubt. "How come it's only three thousand years?"
"The scale of civilization's development, the depth of its research and resistance to devastation, is even more exaggerated than I know of in history," Huai Shi said.
"I see." Lucien paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Change is good. Change is meaningful."
The figure on the golden throne became blurred; he was no longer in the form of a fire phoenix, but revealed the appearance of a middle-aged man within his soul.
He smiled at those who came after him.
"It's a pity I didn't become Zeus in the last era."
Taurus took a deep breath, stepped inside, and left his companions with his final words: "Keep your spirits up, don't embarrass yourselves. Our Astronomical Society can't let these gods look down on us!"
As an energy being evolving, he is a promising candidate to pass on the flame.
He sat on the golden throne, inheriting the flame to ignite himself, and at the same time, he also brought liberation to Lucien's soul, causing it to dissipate into flameless embers.
Taurus looks resolutely outward.
The furnace door is closed.
This time, it's a thousand years.
During this period, the depth gauge was completely rendered unusable and could no longer display values.
"How could it only be a thousand years?" Taurus was equally puzzled.
But then the fox showed him the latest 'Little World Fun Pro', a commercially available product with the size of a planet inside, where everyone can imitate the creator.
Taurus's eyes widened: "Where did you guys go with your tech tree?!"
He couldn't swallow his last breath.
The fox silently took over the position of Taurus. His path of relying on brainpower alone was not going to last this long. He relied purely on the side quests of the Immortal Era for evolution.
Now, due to the influence of the abyss, his lifespan in hell is almost over, so he might as well make the most of his remaining time.
"Don't rush." He said to his trembling companions outside with a contorted expression, "It will be your turn to pass the fire soon."
The stove was turned off once again.
Squirrel looked toward the Bikini Bottom Acorn International Experimental Zone.
A group of green goblins inserted root canals into their heads, like those in The Matrix, and began learning all sorts of illogical "knowledge" that simply wouldn't work according to common sense.
Crafting Table: Crafted from 4 planks (any type)
Diamond Pickaxe: Diamond + Wooden Stick
Psionic Tank: Tank + Psionic
"Wait, what is psionic energy?" the goblin scholar asked, removing the brain-computer interface.
"This is today's new information," the squirrel-shaped AI began explaining on the screen. "Psionic energy is the residual energy extracted from the endless void. After the void disappears, we'll use abyssal energy as a substitute."
Although the fundamental laws of the worlds are different, there is still the abyss that limits us here.
But how do you say that?
"I think it will work." The goblin scholar nodded, indicating that he had learned it.
Squirrel Hang wiped his sweat: "The HeartSuTech tree is really useful."
"If things continue like this, there won't be enough giant beasts to burn."
Ai Qing said from the side, "Even if we add them, it won't be enough to support us for ten thousand years."
"Yes, we have a solution." After contacting Xiling's side, Squirrel Hang displayed the penguin on the tablet to the scholars:
"There's still some time left."
Three thousand years later.
Whether voluntarily or involuntarily, the giant beasts have been sent into the furnace one after another, and their numbers have now been reduced by half.
"You absolutely must send Xiaobai away," Chu Hongchen instructed, pausing before adding, "If you can manage it, I'll talk to Dad."
Huai Shi opened his three eyes and watched as his eldest cousin walked into the furnace.
In the days that followed, the giant beasts from Dongxia also went inside, and they held out for about two thousand years.
Even Ai Qing, who currently holds the highest position among the attendees at the Astronomical Society, came to Huai Shi to say goodbye.
"Wait a moment, sister-in-law."
A golden penguin, clearly the highest-level chat account, blocked Ai Qing's way: "You all step back, let me handle this."
I'll post one chapter now, and there will be more tonight.
(End of this chapter)