This new unit that marks the power of the soul, 1 unit of soul power is equivalent to one-tenth of the lower grade soul crystal, and Zhuo Chuan determined it to facilitate his future calculation needs.

It's 2015 now, at the current point in time, a person who can release the power of the soul, all the soul power released before the endangerment, Zhuo Chuan can be counted as a unit of soul power, but in the future, as Zhuo Chuan consciously increases the number of soul power of modern humans, the soul power released by one of them before death will rise, maybe two units, maybe 20 units,

If you want to count how much soul power a modern person has released, Zhuo Chuan only thinks of a more accurate way, that is, Zhuo Chuan first consumes his soul power, and then uses soul crystals to replenish it. Consume it again, and then go to absorb the soul power released by the endangered people on a large scale, and see how many you need to absorb. After doing this time, comparing the two, you can roughly get an average of this time period, that is, the soul power that a person can release before death, and use it as a rough basis for statistics.

And this time period should be about five years in effect, after all, it takes a period of effort for modern humans to increase the amount of soul power.

After such a cumbersome measurement correction, after doing such a correspondence, it will be convenient for Zhuochuan to carry out various statistics within a certain period of time after the construction of the elderly city in the future.

How many people need to die every day, how many people need to be rescued again, and drag on until they die the next day, all of these need to use this unit, and how many units of a person's soul power are in this time period. After all, the modern world is also an information society, and without quantitative statistical means, the picture is simply not too beautiful.

If it is replaced by Xiao Chuan to absorb, if the other party really has the same upper limit of the soul power of a high-ranking citizen as he imagined, it is conservatively estimated that it can only be replenished with one million lower-grade soul crystals, and now it takes 10 million units of soul power to be filled, which means that 10 million people need to die to meet his needs.

10 million people, Zhuo Chuan has Baidu data before, and now there are only more than 50 million deaths on the earth every year, even if all of them are absorbed, Xiaochuan will replenish them up to five times a year, and it seems that it will also be imitated in the new world, and if there is more population in the modern world, at least Xiaochuan can fill the upper limit of soul power every day.

But once Xiaochuan is replenished once, as the two sides of the soul power sharing, it becomes a battery for Zhuo Chuan, and it can also be charged by itself while Zhuo Chuan is struggling in the new world, and when Zhuo Chuan returns, he will directly supply power to Zhuo Chuan, thus further saving Zhuo Chuan's time.

Zhuo Chuan took advantage of the boredom of the current scene to solve another problem, and he was in a good mood, and at this time, the sacrifice in the square had already ended, and the old man with the crown on his head, under the command of the person in charge of etiquette, slowly left with people.

Naturally, there were still people who stayed and cleaned up those corpses, as well as the slaughtered cattle, sheep and pigs, and the corpses of slaves, so naturally they found a place to bury them, but the three animals, from the memories left by Okawa, were distributed to those poor people and some homeless beggars as a gift from the turtle spirit.

Because the dream demon memory seal failed, so there was no pressure of life and death, Zhuo Chuan also felt that this scene did not improve his soul much, but fortunately, there were a lot of extra gains, and he solved many problems, all in all, it was worth the money, think about it, if this dream demon was too pit, then the consortium would have confiscated its business license a long time ago, and drove it out of Hell City and left it to fend for itself.

However, thinking of this pressure of life and death, Zhuo Chuan himself has experienced, and he got the "sigh of time and space" under the pressure of life and death, but it is indeed enough to pit, according to statistics, for a single person, once or twice may encounter great luck and survive, but if the number is too much, according to the calculation of the probability of death, it is almost certain death.

Only when this happens to other people can we safely calculate how many people will break through under this chance of death, and then how many people will break through next, and accumulate again and again, until there is a critical point and then stop.

Zhuo Chuan, as a statue and a totem highly protected and worshipped by the entire country, thought about it for a few days, and no one bothered him.

This is the eighth day that he has returned to the scene, and the time and space shuttle still has no effect, how the dream demon sets up the relative time change, Zhuo Chuan is not clear, and the other party will definitely not say.

But things have changed today, and Zhuo Chuan is finally no longer idle, but obviously what follows is not good news.

When it was almost noon, Zhuo Chuan saw fireworks in the distance, rushing into the sky, and there seemed to be many shouts of killing.

After some time, a commotion was heard approaching in the distance, and it was vaguely heard that "the city is broken".

From a distance, I saw that the old man with the crown on his head and many people at the time of the great sacrifice came, and there were also some women holding babies in their arms, their faces were stained with tears, and their clothes were still stained with some blood, these people crowded forward, and from time to time one or two were squeezed to the ground, and the order and solemnity of the great sacrifice were completely lost.

These people looked panicked, and only when they ran to the sacrificial square and saw the statue where Zhuo Chuan was staying, they calmed down a little.

Zhuo Chuan took a closer look and found that at the time of the big festival, there was only one of the two young people who followed the old man.

"It's okay, don't panic, the rebels won't succeed, we have the protection of the ancestral spirit, everyone kneel down" The old man with the crown on his head shouted anxiously, and took the lead in prostrating to the ground.

At this time, the crowd also knelt down and worshipped, but a murmur with resentment came out from inside, "Someone must have angered the ancestral spirit, if the ancestral spirit still protects us, why don't you tell us a few days in advance like before, there are rebellious tribes who want to besiege our capital, and it will not be too late to transfer troops"

"Yes, it must be so, I remembered, it seems to be His Royal Highness, the first day before the big sacrifice, he was involved with a maid, and others were just that, His Highness is going to take over the Xishan Kingdom in the future, and he must have greatly angered the ancestral spirit by doing this."

When the old man heard this, he was immediately furious, stood up, drew his sword, and pointed it at the young man beside him.

"Xirong, didn't you really do what the Great Sacrifice requires?"

The young man named Xirong, with a panicked face, subconsciously swept towards the crowd, as if trying to find the person who spoke.

How shrewd the old man was, he knew at once that this thing was true, and he became more angry, "Shaft! The 3,000 and 700-year-old inheritance of my Xishan clan is destroyed in your hands today, and what face do you let me go to see my ancestors and ancestors again after I die! ”

The old man stretched out his hand and stabbed, the young man looked incredulous, covered his stomach, and the sharp blade had penetrated deep into his abdomen, "Father, you, I am your favorite eldest son, and the ancestral spirit often guides me"

Before he finished speaking, the old man stirred it with his sword, and suddenly the young man was so painful that he couldn't speak, but he struggled for a moment, and then fell to the ground, convulsing weakly, although he could still struggle a few times, but everyone knew that he would not live long.

Zhuo Chuan watched from above, and he already understood the beginning and end of the matter.