Volume 1 Chapter 22 Hell Training
"Then how about I blow your head directly next time?" The demon god said disdainfully.
"No, no, Lord God, I don't have anything to be the strongest, I'm too weak, weak to death." Chen Qian hurriedly got up from the ground.
"Just know, go on." The demon god casually reminded: "Also, the structure in your body has been fixed, and if you change it at will with your skills, your body will directly disintegrate." You can only use skills to repair yourself and change your appearance. ”
Chen Qian took a defensive posture again, "Yes, I remember, Lord God." ”
"Yes." As the demon god disappeared again, Chen Qian flew out without any suspense......
Since that day, the Demon God's hellish training for Chen Qian has not stopped, and every time he beats Chen Qian until he is unconscious.
Although Chen Qian's strength in all aspects has improved rapidly in this process, Chen Qian really can't bear the life of 'being beaten when he wakes up and being beaten until he faints'. If this continues, Chen Qian will be defeated.
For this reason, Chen Qian deliberately made an hourglass, and the time for the hourglass to flow clean at a time is about more than eight hours, after all, it can only be approximate by counting.
Next, Chen Qian racked his brains again and finally persuaded the demon god to reduce the actual combat training to eight hours a day, leaving eight hours for him to improve himself, and finally sleeping for eight hours. At this point, Chen Qian finally made his hellish life a little better for the time being.
However, such good days have not yet been over for a few days.
One day, the demon god suddenly said to Chen Qian, who had been beaten to the ground countless times: "I thought of a way to forcibly increase your spirit and soul level, but it can only increase the upper limit of the total amount of spiritual power and soul power. ”
'I've been stuck at level 15 now, and the upper limit of energy in my body has long exceeded the current level, so it's hard to increase it anymore. If I could improve my level and strength, I wouldn't be beaten so badly every day! ’
Chen Qian used the tamper to repair himself instantly, and immediately got up and asked, "Lord God, what is the solution?" As long as I can level up, I'm willing to try! ”
"Okay." The demon god smiled playfully, "That's what you said. ”
Chen Qian suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and asked cautiously, "That...... Lord God, is it too late for me to regret it? ”
The demon god looked at Chen Qian and smiled, "What do you think?" ”
The way that the demon god thought of to improve his spirit and soul was quite simple and crude, that is, pain. Through the external force exerted by the demon god, Chen Qian's spirit and soul were squeezed to create pain and forcibly purify the spirit and soul, so as to achieve the effect of raising the level.
The first time he squeezed his soul and spirit, he didn't even hold on for five minutes, and Chen Qian directly lost consciousness.
At the moment when his soul and spirit were squeezed by the demon god, Chen Qian really understood what hell it was, and hysterical wailing was not enough to reflect one-tenth of this pain.
But I also have to admit that the Demon God's method is really useful, coupled with the accumulation of being beaten before, Chen Qian was only squeezed by the Demon God twice, and his level was directly upgraded to level 16.
In the days that followed, in addition to being beaten for eight hours a day, Chen Qian had to be squeezed by the demon god once in his spirit and soul, without a time limit, until Chen Qian lost consciousness.
This made Chen Qian even suspect many times that in fact, the demon god might just like to abuse him.
"You've been distracted for the past two days, what's going on?" The demon god asked, drinking the 'mullet' soup in his hand.
In order to reduce the time of abuse as much as possible, Chen Qian would take the initiative to cook a delicious meal for the demon god every few days, and he was grateful for the demon god's teaching.
"Huh?" Chen Qian, who was sitting opposite, raised his head, "No, Lord God." I just haven't figured it out in the past few days. ”
"Heh, you're a low-level life form, and you think about a lot of things." The demon god continued to eat the barbecue without paying any attention.
"That's right, Lord God." Chen Qian said seriously: "You know that before I came to this world, I was just a very ordinary student. At that time, I was worried about the unknown future every day, and I was always planning my time in order to survive in society in the future, but I was always full of confusion. ”
"The first driving force for the development of any race is survival," the Demon God looked at Chen Qian indifferently, "And then?" ”
"Lord God, you're right," Chen Qian nodded slightly, "But, personally, since I've said goodbye to everything in the past and come to this new world full of miracles, can I choose my life again?" Can I redefine what success is? And what exactly should I pursue? ”
The Demon God looked at Chen Qian with a smile on his face, and his expression was like when people saw a kitten annoyed at the ball of yarn, "Success? In the short life of your lower life, is not what you seek is everything that can satisfy your selfish desires in your narrow vision? ”
"You're right, whether it's wealth, status, or power. In the final analysis, what we carefully and desperately pursue is the satisfaction of our heart's selfish desires. So," Chen Qian looked up at the Demon God sincerely, "Can you tell me what we mortals should pursue in our limited lives?" Is it all about the delusion that one day we will become God? ”
The demon god looked at Chen Qian indifferently, "I was born into the world as a god, why should I think about what you ants should pursue?" ”
Yes, when did I ever think about the meaning of mosquitoes and ants. Chen Qian lowered his head in frustration.
"However, all intelligent races will want to give meaning to life as long as they have not been promoted to godhood." The demon god suddenly spoke, "And a god like me never thinks about such boring questions. ”
Chen Qian looked up at the Demon God in surprise, "Lord God, I don't understand. ”
"I am the main god of the demon race, and what is engraved in my godhead is the guardian demon race." Seeing that Chen Qian's face was still full of puzzlement, the demon god was a little impatient: "Haven't understood yet? The heart of the Godhead is the soul, understand? ”
"Soul?" Chen Qian pondered, "You mean that I should look for answers from the depths of my soul?" ”
"Heh, a low-level creature like you still wants to explore the depths of your soul?" The demon god got up and looked at the hourglass that had just been flipped over, and walked into the distance, "The hourglass is running out, continue training." ”……
As a god, you can naturally feel the flow of time order, and when the demon god reappears, it happens that the hourglass leaves the last grain of sand.
Looking at Chen Qian, who had just woken up in a daze, the demon god was a little surprised: "You figured it out?" ”
Chen Qian said calmly: "No, Lord God." I'm so stupid, how can I find the answer to the depths of my soul. ”
The Demon God originally thought that Chen Qian would be like other low-level beings, bound by his vision and obsession, and would always be entangled in the so-called 'pursuit of the meaning of life', and would even forcibly explore his soul, but he didn't expect Chen Qian to give up easily.