Where do people go when they die?

Buddhism says that people will enter the six realms of reincarnation according to their own karma, Christianity says that sinners go to hell, and righteous people go to heaven, and Yislan religion says that if you believe in the Lord, you will eventually enter the heavenly garden......

The details of religious statements such as these are different, but they are generally the same.

It is believed that people have souls.

After death, they go to different places according to what they did during their lifetime.

This answer to immortality in disguise is, of course, of many audiences.

But no one can say for sure that people actually went to those places after they died.

At least there has never been such a 'person' who has come out to say it.

Naturally, the scientific community disagrees with what cannot be verified.

So, in the modern society where science is prosperous.

As we all know, when a person dies and is brain dead, consciousness dissipates and does not go anywhere.

There is also nowhere to go.

Just quietly turned to dust.

At first, you may be mentioned occasionally by friends and family.

But gradually, your name disappeared without a trace.

It's as if you've never been out into the world.

For thousands of years, for hundreds of millions of years, this world, this universe, all the hustle and bustle will no longer have anything to do with you.

Every time Su Yu thought of this, he felt how unbearable and lonely the world should be after death!

Although at that time, I may not have realized what loneliness is.

So he was a very life-saving person.

I don't stay up late on weekdays and don't drink too much, and I go to the hospital regularly every year to check my body.

This is a very rare existence among young people under the age of 30.

Such a person who is afraid of death, of course, when crossing the road, he also sees six roads and listens to all directions.

Whether it's a drunk driver, a drag racing party, or a native who has just hit the road, they don't want to hurt him in the slightest.

However, the things that are tried to avoid will happen.

Su Yu didn't know what kind of demon he was in possession of that morning.

While crossing the street, I saw a little girl of six or seven years old about to be hit by a speeding car.

Instinctively, he pounced on it and pushed the little girl away.

As a result, he himself was knocked into the air.

The indescribable pain was only a moment.

The next second, or a few seconds.

He felt as if he had turned into a feather and floated into the air.

Looking down, he saw himself lying in a pool of blood on the side of the road, the little girl crouching beside him crying, and the sedan that left a trail of exhaust to go.

The scene was a mess.

Because it was in a downtown area, passers-by soon surrounded it.

They were talking about something with their mouths together.

Su Yu couldn't hear clearly.

For a moment, thoughts seemed to drift far away.

The smiling faces of her parents, and her, the whispers in her ears.

It's a long time ago, but it seems to have happened yesterday.

He felt his mind grow heavy at an immeasurable rate.

He felt tired and subconsciously wanted to close his eyes that weren't there.

In a trance, an inexplicable force suddenly enveloped him.

The consciousness that has been intermittently fading has been recondensed.

He existed like a marionette, blankly.

It's a feeling in hindsight.

In fact, at this time, his mind was blurry, he couldn't see, hear, feel, and of course couldn't think.

I only vaguely remember where I went and who I met.

But afterwards, no matter how hard he tried to remember, he couldn't remember.

Wait until consciousness is clear.

He was already in a room.

The room is not big, only about 10 cubic meters.

Nothing but him.

There are no doors, no windows, no furniture, and no lights.

It's like a fully enclosed prison.

All he could see was a part of his own body, and all that was left was six snow-white walls.

On the first day after he became conscious, he probed for a while.

Why is there light and breathing in such a tightly knit room?

Are you still alive?

But it didn't take long for him to give up.

Because he doesn't like to torture himself with unsolvable problems.

The passage of time is always elusive.

This is especially true in the absence of references.

He didn't know how long he had been in this little room.

Maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years.

People who don't need to eat, don't need to sleep, don't feel tired, have no blood, no bones, no pain all over their body, and can't even commit suicide.

I can only desperately recall the memories of 'before my death'.

Over and over again.

I can't remember how many times I've recalled.

He admired that he was not crazy.

Maybe it's crazy.

The six walls of the cube room, every nook and cranny he could reach.

There are traces of him smashing, kicking, and bumping.

The result, of course, was in vain.

Even the so-called traces only exist in his memory.

In fact, the six walls are as clean as new.

On this day, he was as usual.

Lie on the floor in a large shape with your eyes closed.

'Looking' at your own memories.

Sometimes the face is smiling, sometimes gloomy.

Maybe it's because I've remembered it too many times.

Memories of the first twenty-eight years of his life.

It became three-dimensional and clear.

Even some of the originally vague places are filled with details.

"Remember to live well......"

A leisurely sigh suddenly sounded in the empty room.

"Who?" Su Yu, who was lying on the floor, jumped up violently.

"Who the hell is it? Why don't you give it to me! Su Yu roared with the greatest strength and the loudest voice in his life......

He kept screaming like a madman for four or five minutes.

In the empty room, it was still just him.

He slammed the wall in frustration.

"Ding-dong! The teaching period is over! ”

Abrupt words full of mechanical texture.

To Su Yu's ears, it was simply the most pleasant voice in the world.

He quickly picked himself up and looked towards Wall 2, where the sound was coming from.

In fact, he simply had no way of leaving any marks on the walls.

These are the marks he made for each of the six walls of the cube in his memory.

"The quest world opens, please choose the host, you have fifteen minutes to choose."

Wall No. 2 suddenly rippled and turned into an LED screen.

It is full of pictures and texts.

At the top, in the reddest lettering:

System Code 1, no system origin shall be disclosed to the outside world, violators will be erased.

System Code 2, during the boarding period, no original form shall be revealed, and violators shall be erased.

System code 3, if the avenue score is 0, it will be erased.

Number 7085 Current Avenue points 10 points.

Below, you will find information about the hosts you can choose from, as well as the world you will enter.

"I'm going to be the legendary system for someone else?"

Su Yu looked at the content displayed on the big screen with a confused expression.

For what happened to him, he had made up many possibilities in his mind, but he never thought that it would be like this.

Before the car accident, he had also read a lot of online articles, and of course he knew what the system was.

But he didn't know how the years had passed.

In addition to recalling the memories in my mind countless times, I went deep countless times.

There's nothing special about it.

It is not possible to give others the secret method of divine power, nor can it make people strengthen and become stronger.

Why act as a system?