The voices of many people rang out.

- Is that you?

- Is that you?

- Killed the demons of the Gnostic Academy...... Heroes who avenge us...... Is that you?

"Not to avenge you......"

In the dream, Ian soon realized that he was not simply dreaming, but in the special environment of the subspace, he resonated with the resentful souls who made up the cornerstone of this subspace.

The reason for the resonance is simple - he killed the researchers of the Gnostic Academy, that is, the beasts who mutilated many test subjects to death, so that they could get revenge, or free the controlled ghosts and phantoms.

But to be honest, he didn't want to do this, so Ian frowned slightly, and explained to the voice seriously, "I'm a little ...... with the Gnostic Academy and the Flying Flame Lands Well, personal vendettas? Anyway, if they are unhappy, they will definitely be killed. ”

"It's not for your revenge, that's to be clear."

- We know, we know, you never act for the sake of profit, but only for the surging desire of your heart.

— But no matter what the purpose, we are all dead and we have made our vows.

- You are our Savior......

- Our Dead King......

The resonance expanded.

It is also strange to say that the virtual realm is essentially a place where the soul can only enter when it falls deeper than sleep or even instinct, and the subspace is the area formed by the intertwining of the virtual realm and reality.

Dreaming in this place is almost the same as dreaming within a dream...... But it feels more realistic than reality.

At this moment, Ian smelled a very strange smell, which seemed to be fat powder, like blood, mixed with pungent smells such as alcohol.

Then he heard a woman whispering to herself.

When I was a child, my father and mother loved me very much and would often lift me up and put it on their shoulders. My father's shoulders were broad and strong, and my mother was holding my father's other hand as we walked down the street together. I was holding the wooden doll my father had made for me in my arms and smiling happily.

[I am also a good child, I have learned my father's carpentry skills since I was a child, I am very good at carving wood carving, the children on the street are very fond of the small animals I carve, I am also very happy, always give some to them]

[My family was not wealthy, but my father and mother were willing to pay for me to study with a local carpentry master...... At that time, the parents together could earn fifteen thalers a month, and the master's tuition fee was one hundred thalers a year, and the family's savings for many years were so much.

[I'm scared, I'm looking forward to it, I'm studying hard, although I'm not the most powerful one, but I'm among the best in the master's apprenticeship, and I can even be exempted from tuition by the master, my father and mother are also very happy, and I also gave birth to a pair of younger siblings, and everything is going well]

[Looking at the cute sleeping faces of the little ones, I feel more motivated to study]

[The master is very good, he is not like a master in other places, he will force female apprentices to sleep, and teaching us is considered to be doing our best, although he has hidden more than one hand, but everyone knows very well that this is already a great kindness]

[So...... I don't know, why would such a good person as the master die]

Ian wanted to interrupt the female voice at first, asking who she really was and why she was talking to herself.

But soon, he listened with a frown.

The best thing for a seeker of knowledge is listening, and he can hear that this woman has psychic powers, and her soul is quite clear and powerful, and she is the clearest of all the souls who resonate with him, so she was chosen to be the representative of the souls.

But it's still a dead soul - she's already dead, just acting according to her obsessions, communicating with herself according to her obsessions.

So he listened.

Listen to the story of a person's life.

[The master died on a business trip to the east of the Rusty Rose City, he accepted a commission from a wealthy merchant to build a complete set of villa furniture, this is a big job, the master is very excited to tell us, this is a top business, after that, he can make a name for himself in the whole Grand Duke, and then, as his disciples, we will have a job to take - and it is time to talk about sharing]

[At that time, we were full of hope...... It's normal to divide it, before we officially leave the teacher, before the independent portal, the teacher has to take one-tenth, which is quite generous treatment]

[But the teacher died, died from a magical beast attack - later we learned that it was a biological warfare in the Flying Flame Land, and the mad demonic beasts that never appeared in the Western Plains attacked the teacher's convoy, and several of our brothers and sisters died with the teacher]

[The teacher died, the rich merchant had to pay the same liquidated damages, the master's children fought over the only remaining family property, and the workshop completely collapsed. No one will support us, and those of us who have no teachers and brothers and sisters will not find apprenticeship jobs that have not yet been taught - even if there is, they will not make a lot of money.

[There is no shortage of carpenters in the West, who would want us apprentices who were not trained since childhood? 】

[I still can't understand why life has become the way it has become in just a few moments...... I can already start making money and start helping my father and mother with the family! 】

It was only at this time that the words began to become excited, but soon changed back to a thin tone: [And at this time, my father had another illness. He died very quickly, so fast that it was not normal at all]

But what can I do? The family has no money to treat the disease, and the father is unwilling to treat it, so it is a bottomless pit...... My mother's work alone can barely support her younger siblings, but what future is there for her to survive like this?

[I...... Lots and lots of attempts. Many, much, really many......]

[I really tried to do many, many things, barmaids, selling wood carvings on the streets, and trying to help with farming...... I even tried to smuggle something into the Flamelands and venture out to run the business...... I didn't give up, I didn't simply throw in the towel]

[But in the end, I still became a prostitute]

Ian listened in silence.

The woman's father's illness sounded very similar to the plague that occurred in Nanling back then...... However, the Bishop of White Mist patrolled around the South Ridge and killed the plague spreaders in time, so it didn't cause a catastrophe.

But if it is in the western realm where the power of the Flying Flame Land is even more powerful, the fact that ordinary people die of strange diseases can only be said to be helpless.

[At first, it was just to order a service fee to accompany the wine, and then naturally sold himself for more money...... Once you start, there's no going back]

[After becoming a prostitute, there is actually nothing wrong with it...... At least the family can change the father to a better cemetery, and the younger siblings can grow up healthy...... Although my mother was sad, she still loved me very much, but I could see her crying at night, crying to my father, she was sorry for me, she didn't take good care of me]

[She didn't feel sorry for me. She should have laughed.]

[Some of the guests are more rude, some are more gentle, and some don't plan to give money yet...... I have gradually become a person who used to be extremely pungent in my eyes.

[Originally, I didn't have any dissatisfaction with this kind of life, but when I am old and decrepit, my younger brothers and sisters have grown up, they still have their own lives, and I should rest...... No matter what kind of rest]

[But one day, a guest was still flirting after the end, but suddenly told me that he had to hurry up and leave, and his daughter was waiting for him to come home]

[I don't understand - why does he have a family and a daughter, and he still comes to me, it's just scum...... My father is much better than him, my father ......]

【…… Daddy ......]

【……】

[I don't understand]

[I once heard adults say when I was a child that many people in this world are unhappy in life, I didn't know why, I have such good parents, such lovely brothers and sisters, such kind teachers, and friends, brothers and sisters, those friendly neighbors, I should be happy]

But why? Why can an accident ruin a group of people's lives? 】

[In the end, a lot happened. For the sake of my family, and also because I was sick and there was nothing to cure, I chose to participate in a suspicious human trial, and the Gnosis said they would pay my family a sum of money...... Not much, after all, the price of infected test subjects can't be high, but at least it's better than the meaningless death of me.]

[At least they'll give money, but that's the only thing I'm grateful for]

[It wasn't until I became a test subject and knew that they were working with the Flamelands and the Grand Duke to carry out all kinds of biological research and plague research, that I realized it]

[Original...... That's them]

[That's them.] Ruined many people's lives]

[My life shouldn't be like this, we all are]

[So I want revenge—but I don't have the power, even if I awaken my psionic abilities under the brutal trials of the Gnostic Academy...... But I still can't get revenge, it's not a psionic ability for fighting.]

[Maybe it's because I want a happy life more than revenge...... Someone can accompany me and understand me]

[Someone...... Can save me]

At this moment.

The voices of many people rang out together.

- Can you save us?

- You have avenged us...... You are our king......

— but perhaps...... Can you also be our Savior?

At this moment, in the inner world.

Ian finally saw the people who spoke to him.

He stood on a pitch-black earth, looking around, and hundreds of fireflies and white souls stared at him, like a swaying forest of souls.

They were all around them, they were looking at themselves, their eyes longing and anticipation.

Waiting for Ian's reply.

Ian, on the other hand, was silent for a long time, speaking several times, but not making a sound.

But he finally answered.

He said, "I probably know how the Dead King was born...... I also finally understood what a Savior was. ”

"I see, I see...... But, everyone, I'm sorry. ”

Ian closed his eyes, and he told the truth, "I'm not a hero, and I'm not a savior. ”

"I can't save you."

(End of chapter)