Firmly convinced, Wang Qiang began to try to understand this strange environment.

Maybe it takes a long time to understand a world, Wang Qiang doesn't know how much time he has paid, but gradually, Wang Qiang's soul ocean has become more comfortable.

During this time, Wang Qiang finally met the first soul that could communicate with him normally!

This was a huge gain, which once made Wang Qiang ecstatic.

It is conceivable that in a deserted world, there is only one wisdom of oneself, what the hell is this? Don't drive yourself crazy? Robinson can still catch a female goat to domesticate when he is drifting on a desert island, and he has an animal that can communicate with him, and he has nothing, isn't it worse than Robinson?

Therefore, when he met the first soul who could communicate, Wang Qiang was almost overjoyed.

When Wang Qiang found him, this soul was crying in a corner. When he cries, emotions that represent sadness are everywhere and are always captured by other sensitive souls. However, the ocean of souls is vast, and there are not many sensitive souls, and they are scattered everywhere. Fortunately, Wang Qiang was close to the left, so they met.

After a long period of communication, the weeping soul is finally willing to communicate.

The soul's name was Sokka, and it had been some years since its death, and it had a prominent position in front of him---- Sokha had once been a sage of the Holy Mountain.

Wang Qiang was very surprised, and asked through the way of his soul: "Soka, since you are a sage, how can you be in this space?" As far as I know, this is a world that only creatures devoured by the Tree of Life can reach. ”

In Wang Qiang's view, the Tree of Life and the Sage, as well as Gargamel, the dog, are all in one camp.

Since it is a camp, then Soka, the unlucky ghost, should have died in the wrong place.

A sad Soka cried and said, "Do you think this world is so simple? Do you really think that the Tree of Life cares if I was once a Sage? In the eyes of the Mountain Lord, I am just one of the abandoned, lowly beings, and like you, there is nothing special...... On that day, I just broke a flower that the mountain lord loved, and I was beaten into this hell by the mountain lord! Woo woo woo...... Soka's soul cried loudly for a long time before continuing: "Those friends of mine, the other Sages on the Holy Mountain, they don't know that I am dead, they may still think that I have been chosen by the Mountain Lord to go to some very distant tribe, and I am confident that I am on a very sacred mission, right?" ”

Wang Qiang laughed, if the soul could laugh, Wang Qiang must be laughing out loud. Only a person who is facing a mental breakdown would laugh so recklessly.

Wang Qiang didn't know why he wanted to laugh, but Wang Qiang understood that Gargamel, this guy, has a snake and scorpion-like heart hidden under his beautiful appearance, and he doesn't even let go of his own people, and the level of calculating people is also a must.

Wang Qiang understood why Soka cried so sadly, because he once had faith, but the god he believed in killed him and put him in a situation from which he could not recover, and he could not even be reincarnated.

For the soul, this emotion, the blow is too great.

After Wang Qiang laughed, sadness came from his heart, blaming himself for being too simple, arrogant and stupid to bury himself, what qualifications did he have to laugh at others?

"Okay, don't cry, Soka, it's useless to cry any longer, while you're still awake and self, do something meaningful." Wang Qiang persuaded.

Soka listened to Wang Qiang's advice and replied with sobs: "In this space, time is no longer important...... Everything is a scam, everything is fake, strangers you don't know, do you think there are still fewer saints who have been abandoned and sacrificed? I'm not afraid to tell you that it's all a conspiracy, that we've all been lied to, we've all been lied to. ”

Soka was a little incoherent, but his thoughts were clear, and he continued: "Ten thousand years may be longer, I don't know, because the people and things before have dissipated. But in these 10,000 years, all the saints, they have not ended well! Here's where they ultimately belong...... This is where we end up...... It's all here, no accidents, no hope, it's all here...... When I came here, I met the soul of a saint from 10,000 years ago, when he was not dead and his will was already confused. ”

Listening to Soka's story, Wang Qiang was really surprised, this is really sensational news!

The past 10,000 years, no, it should be the past 30,000 years, Gargamel, how many saints has this ruthless and vicious Bichi recruited? No one knows, this number, I'm afraid even Gargamel himself doesn't know! Because the time is too long and the number is too large, it is difficult to count.

The final destination of these devout saints who gave their faith was no different from those sacrificed slaves!

Heaven and earth are unkind to all things as dogs, Gargamel really fucking thinks of himself as a god!

Wang Qiang cursed in his heart.

These saints threw their heads with their blood and died for it, but their final destination is here for ten thousand years. I believe that every devout believer, after knowing this answer, their faith will collapse!

Wang Qiang asked Soka, since as you said, those sages in the past have all come to this space, and their bodies have become the nutrients of the tree of life, where are their souls?

After thinking about it, Soka replied: "The more time passes, the more chaotic the soul becomes, but the soul of a person with a strong will and spirit will always exist longer after death. In this space, there should be some active souls, but most of them are resentful spirits. ”

"Wraiths?" Wang Qiang thought about the whole vocabulary.

"Yes, resentful spirits, there is resentment in the heart, the self cannot be depressed, through this resentment, the will of the soul can be sustained for a long time. I once met a soul who was a devout saint in front of him, but after his death he became a true resent, and anyone who was close to him could feel his powerful resentment. Sokka said, "However, more ordinary souls come here, and gradually stop thinking, and the souls begin to be chaotic until they die...... In fact, the vast majority of souls have chosen themselves in this way, to die. Wang Qiang listened to Soka's words and felt the fluctuation of Soka's soul, which was an emotion with sadness and fear.

Wang Qiang thought that he must take advantage of the time when he can still understand and think, and fight again!

I still think I can save it, Wang Qiang said to Soka, the optimistic mood exaggerated Soka's soul and won Soka's smile.

"If a person doesn't have a dream, it's no different from a salted fish, a salted fish can have a chance to turn over, if a person doesn't have a dream, it's not as good as a salted fish." Come on, come on, Soka, we can set a small goal first, such as living for 10,000 fucking years (making 100 million fucking ...... Zimbabwean dollar), what do you think? Brother Qiang talked about it matter-of-factly.

Soka was surprised, and sensed Wang Qiang with admiration: "Stranger, what supports you to be so optimistic?" ”

Wang Qiang replied: "Hope, hope to live!" Some people die at the age of 20 and are buried at the age of 80, but some people are just the opposite. ”

Soka was touched by Brother Qiang's strong spiritual power, so he asked, "So, what is our little goal for?" ”

Wang Qiang thought for a moment and said, "Soka, do you know where are those resentful spirits who still have thoughts?" Let's find them! ”

"Looking for them? What do you want them to do? Soka asked.

"We have the same goal, and since we all hate Gargamel, maybe we will all be natural allies." Wang Qiang said.

But what's the point? You're just prisoners. Soka asked.

"The solution is to figure it out, what's the use of you crying here." Wang Qiang replied. Soka was persuaded: "Okay, I'll take you to them, and we'll go!" As he spoke, two lonely souls wandered through the vast world.

……

Holy.

Sherlock Palace.

Syllable!

A large number of exquisite crystal products were burned to ashes by the green fire, making an unpleasant cracking sound. The huge palace was empty, and all the attendants avoided it, because Gargamel was furious at this time.

"Damn it! If you die, you're going to dig a pit for me, damn it! What exactly is this toxin? Torture me to death! Gargamel erupted in a frantic roar.

"Damn, I didn't think about what a terrible guy Oak is, how could he allow his ability sequence to be easily obtained." Gargamel covered his face and cried out in pain.

Gargamel no longer has a charming appearance, and the face he is holding is nothing more than an ugly face, the silver-green skin seems to have a severe skin disease, and there is an abnormal black lingering for a long time.

With Gargamel's mentality of loving beauty so much, he definitely wouldn't let his face remain so ugly, and the only reason that can be explained is that Gargamel can't control his appearance anymore.

Gargamel's body also took on a sickly black color, and his slim style had long since disappeared without a trace, replaced by rickets and bloated. It's like a middle-aged old woman who has lived for forty or fifty years.

Gargamel cursed, after scolding Oak and scolding Wang Qiang, after scolding Wang Qiang, Gargamel scolded himself again, like a resentful woman who has been cheated on in middle age.

"Damn, how could I use that idiot's blood on myself? What a damn one! How did I not think that Oak would have such a terrible toxin lurking in the blood of that idiot...... What kind of poison is this? I'm stupid! Gargamel roared, smashing everything in the palace that could be broken.

At this moment, a short-eyed Sage walked into the palace in a panic, as if something needed to be reported to Gargamel.

But before the Sage could get in front of Gargamel, he had already been torn to pieces on the spot, and a mist of blood stained the palace's drapery red.

Gargamel tried to gain access to Saint-Oak's abilities, so he turned his mind on Wang Qiang, who had no scheming. During the time when Wang Qiang was recuperating from his injuries, he successfully obtained Wang Qiang's blood, and after research, Gargamel extracted an important genetic energy sequence from Wang Qiang's blood, which is a unique talent of every god race. The strength of the Monteiro people is entirely due to this!

Gargamel, of course, couldn't resist the temptation, and used Wang Qiang's blood to graft the genetic sequence to himself, in an attempt to obtain the ability of Saint-Oak.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious toxin lurking in the genes was also absorbed by Gargamel following the gene sequence, and in the following time, it exploded wildly!

Gargamel raged and roared in pain in the palace, but in the end there was no relief. At this time, Gargamel, who had vented his anger a little, raised his rotten tentacles and swayed a fluorescent green. As the energy shone brightly, the surrounding environment changed, the palace disappeared, and Gargamel appeared in a strange place.

This is Gargamel's private space, home to Gargamel's most mysterious laboratory. Almost all of Gargamel's secrets can be found in this lab.

Gargamel crossed the space and arrived in his lab, and immediately stirred up, and not long after, a tube of blood-red reagent appeared in the test tube.

Without any hesitation, Gargamel picked up the test tube, tilted his head and drank the red liquid from the tube.

As Gargamel drank bitterly, her body began to change, and the transparent part could see the process of the red reagent entering the body! As the reagent decomposed, Gargamel's body erupted with a terrifying blood color!

The thick smell of blood enveloped Gargamel, as if it had just been fished out of a pool of blood.

Although Gargamel looked embarrassed, at least the decay of his body began to be contained.

"Life energy, the life energy of five thousand people." Gargamel chattered.

"I don't know how long I can suppress the speed, no, I'll find a way to solve the trouble." Gargamel made a quick decision.

Suddenly, Gargamel remembered something very important!

He used the extracted Wang Qiang's blood, and he suffered such a toxin injury, so his own tree of life?

"Damn it!" Gargamel cursed angrily, violently tore through the space, and flew directly towards the Tree of Life on the Palace of the Holy Mountain.

Coming to the Tree of Life, Gargamel watched closely.

At this time, the tree of life has been lost, and some of the bright colors seem to be a little languishing.

The Tree of Life is also poisoned!

Gargamel reached out and touched the Tree of Life, feeling its state. Soon, though, Gargamel's boulder was put down.

Fortunately, the Tree of Life is a woody plant that is manufactured using an advanced combination of inorganic and organic matter. At that time, it was due to a lack of resources, but now it seems to be a blessing in disguise.

The impact of toxins on living organisms is huge, but the effect on inorganic organisms is not so obvious.

Gargamel thought.

However, the damage suffered by the Tree of Life is also irreversible, and the efficiency of collecting life energy will be affected in the future, so it is time for him to cultivate another Tree of Life with a heart, Gargamel thought.

Just as Gargamel sensed the Tree of Life, a will to please him came.

It is the will of the tree of life!

Gargamel's heart felt a trace of disgust, this humble life, actually dared to follow his own perception to detect himself in reverse, it was simply a great rebellion!

"The host...... Save me. "The Tree of Life sent a message for help.

But Gargamel was indifferent.

30,000 years is too long, this tree of life has evolved to the advanced form of intelligent beings, and then it will be a high-level species of the universe, and I am afraid it will be difficult to control.

Gargamel thought to himself, thirty thousand years had made the tree of life smart enough that it was even smarter than himself!

Gargamel can believe that in 30,000 years, the Tree of Life has eaten a large number of life forms and digested countless souls, and its evolution has not stopped for 30,000 years.

Just like when he was fighting with Wang Qiang in the locked space, this tree actually attacked itself, and this tree already had its own independent thoughts.

But...... As a tool to gather life energy for himself, Gargamel had no intention of making the Living Tree evolve more advanced and intelligent.

In this world, only fools are the most reliable!

Therefore, the spontaneous cry for help of the Tree of Life strengthened Gargamel's determination to recreate a Tree of Life!

This was something that the Tree of Life had never anticipated.

But...... There was a slight miscalculation by Gargamel.

The Tree of Life is not a technology of the Monteiro Domain, it belongs to a higher race of the universe that worships nature, and it is a strange talent tree.

While Gargamel plundered the planet's tech pedigree and created the Living Tree based on it, this doesn't mean that Gargamel fully understands the Living Tree.

Now, for example, when Gargamel touches the Tree of Life and thinks, her thoughts have been completely explored by the Tree of Life...... The Tree of Life knows that after 30,000 years of growth, the time is coming to determine its own fate.

Gargamel hadn't noticed the details, in fact the toxin had messed up the stellar creature and made the biggest mistake in 30,000 years.

But Gargamel didn't realize it.

After coming to his senses, Gargamel pulled away from his tentacles, cut off his sense of the Tree of Life, and began to think about how to get rid of the toxins from his body in a hurry. After all, it is not advisable to rely on life energy to suppress toxins, just like chemotherapy, killing cancer cells will also hurt oneself.

"You should spend more time removing toxins from your body first." Gargamel was talking to himself again, a sign of distraction.

Gargamel chattered as he flew back to the palace. At this time, Thor was already waiting at the gate of the palace, and Gargamel's fury attracted Thor's attention.

"Dear Miss Gargamel, tell me what is bothering you so much, and I'll help you out." Thor knelt on one knee and spoke.

Gargamel did not answer Thor, but drifted into the palace and left a message: "Stay here, and no one is allowed to disturb me without my orders." ”

"Yes! Miss Gargamel. Said the faithful Thor.

……

In the ocean of souls, Wang Qiang, accompanied by Soka, searched everywhere and gradually found several thinking souls!

Most of these souls were Sages who had been secretly killed by Gargamel, but there were also one or two natives who had extremely complex brains during their lifetimes.

During the exchange, Wang Qiang gradually learned that in this soul ocean, once the soul is depressed, it will usher in chaos, and when it reaches the critical point of chaos, life will be considered completely dead.