One day, the Corpse King's generals, the Lich Dever? Brie and the Grim Reaper incarnate sat on the top of the World Tree (the Underworld) and chatted, while Qingyi hugged Anigir and listened attentively.

The general smiled: "Old waste wood, you say, what is death?" ”

"Death is the end of everything." Dever glanced at the curious little baby and smiled: "If you want to enlighten the child's 'Meng' education, don't take such a ...... A low-level, esoteric question. ”

What is death? For a strong man who sits side by side with the incarnation of death, this is a low-level question; But for mortals who have only a short life, this is an extremely profound question.

"And what is the soul?"

The general paused and said, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature, and no one can escape. People are nostalgic for life and afraid of death. They longed for something that would last forever, something that could transcend death—that gave birth to the soul. ”

"Soul! Hmph, fake stuff, it really makes me sick. Nothing lasts forever! Some are just cycles of continuous movement from one state to another. From birth to death, it is a given process; It is a small cycle in which individuals divide their lives among the next generation, and the generations are connected by blood. And from the beginning to the end of a plane, it is a big process; The nascent plane bursting out from one point, it's a big cycle... After the ring, the old must become new, and there is no eternity. Speaking of the latter, Dephra ironically quotes from the Bible: "The Lord made Adam and Eve, and at the same time set forth the great flood to wipe out all mankind; The Lord created the world in seven days, and at the same time prepared for the Last Judgment. There is a beginning and there must be an end, this is a truth that even a three-year-old child understands, so how brain-dead do you have to be to think that people can live forever? ”

"Buddhism, on the other hand, has the saying of immeasurable eons, which can also be seen as a big cycle." The general nodded: "Any religion admits that this world has a beginning and an end, but religionists will create a beautiful illusion for believers, so that believers can longing for an ethereal and beautiful paradise. ”

"I want to vomit now when I hear someone preach. The Grim Reaper doesn't have any doctrine, and that's something that really holds my heart. Dever's incarnation of the Grim Reaper.

"No one wants to be dead except for the suicidal." The generals still seem to be very interested in this topic: "Therefore, sentient beings transfer their faith to the ethereal 'soul'...... That's where the soul god comes in. ”

The Grim Reaper incarnate nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Old monster, I know what you want to say. As long as there are still living people in this world, the soul god will not die out‖ as long as human beings do not die, the concept of the soul will always exist, haha, idealism! In the final analysis, it is also a limited eternity premised on the existence of human beings! Not false, or something! ”

"But this 'anti-heavenly way' is the greatest pleasure in the world→ and death are established laws, called 'nature'—"

Dever took over the conversation and said "Yin" measuredly: "The soul is a new rule set by intelligent life itself, and if it distorts the law, it is 'supernatural'. ”

The incarnation of death spoke: "Isn't the pursuit of the infinite with the finite and the eternal with the transient the most popular thing to do in mortal life?" ”

The three of them laughed. In addition to pitching, the general did not forget to wave his sleeves and sent Qingyi and Annie Gir down the tree, leaving a sentence that echoed like a flood bell for a long time:

"That's enough to hear this, go down!"

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Now, the illusory figure of the blue fire asked, "Tell me, what is a soul?" ”

So Anigill said what he understood from his memories: "Objectively speaking, the soul is a good sustenance; Subjectively, it is the embodiment of a person's will, no matter how humble that person's origin, as long as he is not willing to be at the mercy of fate, he has a soul. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly understood something, and was shocked by himself. He said with some hesitation: "** ashes are gone, but the soul is immortal...... Civilization will eventually fall, but will last forever! When it comes to the latter sentence, his children's voice is loud!

That's ...... answer Very good! The Twilight Wisher has returned to my arms, and I need a new Chosen One. Child, will you take the canon and become my incarnation on the earth? ”

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"The City of Waiting".

At the Joint Research Center, the researchers were already arguing about what to do with SCP-4409. The Dusk Empire has its own emergency mechanism, but at this time, the guard force is weak, and it is really difficult to deal with 4409.

"Don't make any noise, listen to me! The technical director's opinion was to evacuate the residents of the neighborhoods, isolate 4409 completely, and wait for it to die out of its own accord. Strunm interrupted the argument and relayed Brian's words.

"But the manager thinks that we should concentrate manpower and material resources to completely eliminate 4409!" Fermat restated the opinion of Chief Jont.

"Tell me, where did the manpower and material resources come from?!" Strom completely lost his alchemist demeanor, and exclaimed with a red face.

"Do you want to let it run rampant here? None of the high-level combat pros are its opponents, so can you implement a fart quarantine? No manpower? I used the Extreme Makeover and fought with it! ”

"Are you having a broken head? Don't forget, you're just a life professional! ”

Under both opinions, the direction of the quarrel, although clear, was inconclusive. It is not that there are no abominations in the Necromantic Empire in the past dynasties, but few abominations can sweep across the entire capital, and this kind of major event is within the purview of both the general manager and the technical director, so both of them express their attitudes exactly. The conclusion of "eliminating 4409" is a certainty, and the question is whether to use positive or negative means of dealing with it? It is not possible to say who is right and who is wrong, because both have their own starting points, one does not need to lose manpower, and the other focuses on the safety of the royal family and the pillars of the country.

"Hehe, you two don't quarrel." At this time, the old and unscrupulous Walter 'Bole' would come forward to 'interject' to ease the atmosphere: "As far as I know, don't we have some things at the bottom of the box?" Those military supplies that pressed the unshipped ship were just enough to kill that big guy! We all send professionals who know how to attack from a distance, and even if we can't kill them, it's not too late to isolate them! ”

What Walter Bole said was actually 'quite unnutritious', but it has to be said that his suggestion was just right to satisfy both sides, and the solution was finalized. Everybody is smart, noisy, and things are still unambiguous, Walter 'Boeller' immediately went to the warehouse to mobilize supplies, Strom prepared special 'potion', and Fermat went back to his laboratory to tinker with a lot of props that he thought were useful, muttering: "What about life and career, I have a limit to transform ......"

In the hallway, Schroeder? Bray appeared unnoticed. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly flashed behind a pillar, carefully hiding his breath. After a few researchers passed through the corridor, he let out a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "Alas, I can't be separated, if only Blake was here." ”

He reached into the pouch, and suddenly 'pumped', and took out a soft 'meat', 'colored', humanoid ♀', 'flesh', 'colored' humanoid, and several metal nails engraved with runes were pierced on the body, and the ends of the limbs were dripping with slightly faint juice, which seemed to have melted a lot, probably because of the effect of the nails, it was not completely melted into water.

He then 'touched' a plant seed that emitted a green 'color' fluorescence and buried it deep into the 'flesh' and 'colored' human form. Then he pulled out all the metal nails with great speed of his hands, and the human form trembled, and countless branches and buds broke out of the skin, like a human-shaped 'flower' pot. The branches and leaves writhed and twisted rapidly, like some kind of green bug, not to mention how disgusting.

Soon, the branches and leaves were hidden in the humanoid body, completely unremarkable. The humanoid opened a pair of turquoise eyes that did not distinguish between the whites of the eyes, and the first thing he said was, "How long has it been?" ”

"You don't care." Schroeder looked around, taking on the duty of the wind.

The humanoid also looked around and lowered his voice: "This is where the June sun is?" He hasn't fallen yet? What do I need to do now? ”

"All you have to do is destroy as much as you want! When all the armed forces in the city are tied up here, I will take you out. ”

"Good! Although there is no way to cash in on the debt at one time, it is not bad to collect interest! Hahahaha! The humanoid laughed heartily as it threw itself at the nearest 'door', and rushed out again after a dozen seconds, by which time several researchers in the lab had dissipated.

Many people heard the strange laughter, and the guards must have rushed over quickly÷ so Schroeder immediately lifted the buoyant bag like a hydrogen balloon and slowly escaped from the skylight that had been opened beforehand.

"What's the matter?" Hearing the 'commotion' and 'chaos', Fermat ran out with the toolbox, and happened to meet the 'flesh' and 'color' humanoids, and was so shocked that the toolbox slammed on the surface of his feet. He held his feet and howled in pain: "Ah! Hiss - you, you're 'Embryo Body 2'? How did you end up here?! You've lost your soul, why do you still know how to come back on your own? ”

The humanoid laughed loudly, and there was indescribable pain in the laughter, but also vividly. It raised its right hand, and the palm of its hand cracked a small, round 'hole' with smooth edges. In the next moment, countless stray bullets burst out of it, beating Fermat to the point of 'flowers'! The damage of this bullet is not trivial, and it is also a dent in the alloy wall! But if you pick up the warhead and look at it, it's just pod seeds!

Seed Shotgun!

Thankfully, it was a shotgun and not a machine gun, and it couldn't 'shoot' continuously, so Fermat still had a chance to breathe. He crawled with the toolbox in his arms and shouted in a rough voice, "Necromantic creatures can't use natural skills, so you're not 'Embryo Body No. 2'!" ”

"Of course I'm not a necromantic creature, and necromantic creatures only deserve to be my 'fat' feed! But I have to say, this body is not bad, it is not only my source of nourishment, but also gives me the ability to move freely! "The left hand of the 'flesh' and 'colored' humanoid suddenly split into several green 'colored' rattans, which twisted together to form a sharp drill bit, and then began to whimper and whirl, as if to stir the air!" My name is Jack, and you haven't forgotten me, have you?! ”

Fermat's eyes widened in disbelief, "Aren't you absorbed by the World Tree?" ”

Then, the vine drill bit went to his chest.