Chapter Eighty-Eight: Soul Extraction
It is still very shocking to see a living body being copied directly in front of our eyes, after all, this is life in the actual sense, and it can be created by machines and tools, which is simply contrary to common sense.
"Teach everyone more about this thing, and use it in the future." It is also necessary for me to say this, what happens in the future is unpredictable, and no one can guarantee a smooth journey.
The monkey came up to me and patted me at some point, "It's all very simple, with detailed instructions, including cultivating a new body, and the most important thing is the soul. ”
"Yes! The soul of a person dies and scatters, but he didn't expect that the soul could still be extracted, and it could also be reshaped, just like cultivating immortals. The dog said with a calm face.
"Doesn't it say that people have three souls and seven spirits? Can I see it when I draw it? Tiger asked.
The chicken shook his head: "It's just made up by you human beings, the soul is like some special energy, maintaining the vitality and behavior of human beings, and the crippled soul is like a headless fly, except for instinct, the rest are the actions made by the body's neural response sources, and it can no longer be regarded as a living body." ”
After saying that, the chicken launched two other machines, one of which was a bit like a hot head but more complicated, and the other machine was like an inverted gourd shape, the two instruments were connected together, and the instrument was placed on his head, and the chicken placed an energy block in the machine and explained to us: "Extracting soul energy is very expensive, and if the extracted person resists, it will consume more energy and time." ”
"Then this guy should be able to draw easily, right?" Tiger asked.
"Not necessarily, people don't want to change places after living for a long time! Not to mention the soul, this forced extraction is more time-consuming, and it will be very easy if the living do not resist. Chicken explained.
I stared at the upside-down gourd and looked at it and felt familiar, as if I had seen it from there...... Well! Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I looked at the chickens.
Seeing me staring, the chicken replied faintly: "It's gone." ”
"What's missing?" Tiger asked curiously.
"It's fine!" I said unhappily.
The chicken must have sucked all those souls out, hey!
The monkey threw me an indifferent expression, it seems that these two guys have reached some kind of agreement, the monkey compromised, with the monkey's character, the chicken will not succeed, but it may also be that the monkey has no way to deal with the chicken, IQ crushing and strength invincible, forget this is the fate.
'Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! With a clatter, the chicken turned on the machine.
The man lying on the bed was wrapped in a few bandages by the chicken, and when he looked at Na Lechen, he felt that the chicken had a feud with him, and he was tightly stretched on his body, and I felt suffocated when I looked at it.
"Or you hold him." The chicken saw the change in our expressions and said lightly.
Several people shook their heads in unison, just kidding, it's not a relative, and the other party is still a guy who is not as good as a beast, does it hurt to do my.
"You go on." Tiger said with a smile.
The instrument began to draw on his head, and the strange thing was that the instrument did not make any sound, and he did not see why, but the guy lying on the bed began to tremble, slowly increasing the amplitude, and the bed shook with it, and the other instrument also reflected, and a trace of energy slowly increased in a state that could be seen by the naked eye.
"This is soul energy." The tiger pointed to the pale white energy in the upside-down gourd and said.
The chicken nodded, and then the tiger asked again, "Should the soul also be divided into colors, or grades?" After listening to what the tiger said, several of us were also interested in this.
"This is a very pure soul energy, and all human beings are of this color."
"What about the alien race!" I continued.
"The souls of the rest of the alien races are a mess of colors, like those nebulae,