It's still the same parlor, but to be honest, it looks more like an ordinary airship's guest room, the difference is that it's bigger, only a sofa, no bed, and the round window on one side is also dark because the airship is back to the base, so it's also dark and nothing, hearing Don Quixote's words, Osiris nodded, but then said, "No living person likes death." ”

"But as a true god, you should always have a source of faith, and what method do you rely on to obtain the power of faith?"

"Throw your soul into the River Styx, and only those who believe in me will float on the water, and those who do not believe will be sunk. ”

", sure enough, the great goddess Osiris, well done, simple, direct!"

"Thank you. ”

Don Quixote scratched his hair, "since you are leaving, then I will not talk nonsense, and the compensation I want to give you is not something that can be seen and touched, but a way to make the living believe in you." ”

"The living believe in me?"

Suddenly, Don Quixote felt the world spin, and he actually entered Osilies's memories again, the content was exactly the same as the last time he saw it, it was still the unpleasant memory of this true god when he was a child a long, long time ago, but this time the speed of the memories was faster, almost a flash, "The living don't believe in death," for a long time, Osiris said word by word.

Hearing this sentence from Osiris's mouth, Don Quixote couldn't help but feel a little sad, of course, this is not how low his tears are, in fact, the main reason is to share Osiris's childhood memories, this is Don Quixote, if it were someone else, his soul would have been assimilated by Osiris, but even so, it also made Don Quixote have an illusion, as if those things were experienced by him, fortunately, free will was awakened instantly, and the feeling of tears disappeared instantly, but Don Quixote was a little pitiful of this true god。

The seven true gods of the world of Faeron seem to be very popular except for Osiris, such as Don Quixote's goddess of time, even if no one remembers her, but people's innate emotion and awe of the years can still be transformed into the power of faith to supply this goddess through the sword of time, if she is willing, it is not impossible to return to the god position one day.

But the Grim Reaper is different, in the whole world of Faeron, or any world, people only have an aversion to death, saying that death is a part of life, and what to say that you have to face death calmly, in fact, when death really comes to you, how many people can be calm, in this case, you can believe in death, that is really a problem, even if there are a few mavericks occasionally, the power of faith is just a grasshopper leg for Osiris.

"Hiss~" Don Quixote handed Osiris a cigarette, took one himself, took a hard puff and licked his lips, "Do you believe that I can change people's perception of you?"

"I don't believe it. ”

"Smack~" Don Quixote held his forehead with one hand, and the trace of emotion that finally ignited in his heart was extinguished by these cold words, but what the god of death said also made sense, thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, people's fear of death has been passed down from generation to generation, Osiris does not believe that people have changed anything because of the man in front of him, even if his soul is very unique, as if it is the kind of unique soul recorded in a book she read in her father when she was a child, but it is impossible to change anything.

"So," Don Quixote took out a thick book of parchment, or rather a codex, from his bosom with a cigarette in his mouth, for the words on it were all written by Don Quixote, "Lord Osiris, do you want to be believed in by the living, and will work for this goal?"

"No," Osiris turned her head slightly, no longer staring blankly at Don Quixote, but shifted her gaze to the round window on one side, as if the scenery outside was very good.

Don Quixote licked his lips again, "Lord Osiris, if you say so, this is what I have given you my compensation, but if you don't want it, then you don't blame me." ”

"Then don't," Saying that, a sickle appeared in Osiris's hand, and with a stroke of his hand, the passage connecting the underworld and the flywheel world appeared again, through this gap like an eye, Don Quixote once again clearly saw the appearance of the underworld, to be exact, the appearance of the Styx, I don't know how wide it is, the length is endless, and almost runs through the entire underworld, and there are countless souls in it, some of the souls newly put into the Styx are wailing, fluttering, sinking and floating again, while others are dull-eyed, quietly floating in the river with the current, and some souls no longer have the appearance of human beings, it looks as if the wax figures in the wax museum have been roasted by fire。

"Goddess, who are those souls?"

Osiris looked in the direction Don Quixote was pointing and said lightly, "I've been soaking in the River Styx for too long, and I've been assimilated by the river. ”

"What about on the shore? Will it always be there?"

Osiris shook her head, "It can exist for decades, and the capable can exist even longer."

"What a waste, you sit first, sit first," Don Quixote pushed Osiris, who had already stood up, back on the sofa, but as if to show his determination, Osiris did not close the passage to the underworld, apparently with the intention that if you dare to mention that matter again, the old lady will go to show you.

Don Quixote could still vaguely see the pervasive dead air hovering at the door of the passage, if it weren't for Osiris's blocking, I'm afraid he would be directly corroded into a skeleton, "That, let's not talk about letting the living believe in you, these souls that already belong to you, how can you treat them so simply and roughly?"

"You just said well done. ”

"Yes, it doesn't matter, that's not the point," said Don Quixote and turned to sit on Osiris's side, separating her from the passage of the underworld, a picture of vowing to leave Osiris, joking, such a simple true god is not good to use it to let her run away, then Don Quixote can go to hit Tofu and commit suicide, although there is no Tofu in the world of Ferron.

"Look at this," Don Quixote put away the codex in his hand, and took out another codex from the space ring and put it on the table, on which was written in Char's script "Underworld Reconstruction Plan" in a line of large letters, obviously, Don Quixote saw that Osiris was so repulsive to the living, and saw the huge soul reserve of the abyss world, so he no longer insisted on the first plan "Altar of Reincarnation", but took out the second one, which can be regarded as Don Quixote prepared.

"Go over there," Don Quixote gently nudged Osirius, asking her to pour out some places for herself so that she would not be so crowded, and then turned the first page of the Codex of the "Reconstruction of the Underworld", "First of all, Lord Osiris, we exclude all the noble, positive, well-intentioned, and other positive emotions of human beings, and we must be clear about one truth, that is, human beings, first and foremost, are they selfish, right? ”

Osires, who was staring at Don Quixote diagonally, nodded, and Don Quixote stretched out his hand and pointed to the underworld behind him, "So what do you have to do to make the dead souls believe in you? Give them what they want." ”

This is the very essence of faith, why do we believe in the true God, is it the so-called doctrine? That was a long time later, at the beginning it was a relationship of supply and demand, just like the great goddess Misla, she never required her followers to be pure believers, she thought that faith is a transaction, you believe in me, I will let you use my magic net, and it is the same with you, give these souls what they want, they will believe in you from the bottom of their hearts, and this kind of faith is far higher than the power of faith obtained by soaking them in the water of the River Styx and forcing them to believe in you, and in this, as long as it develops slowly and summarizes slowly, the Grim Reaper will also have its teachings。 ”

"Whew~" After saying so much in one breath, Rao is Don Quixote also took a deep breath, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Osiris nodded, "The only thing the souls want is resurrection, and I can't do that, then the world will be in chaos." ”

"Don't worry," Don Quixote turned another page of the codex, on which not only was there a bunch of words densely written, but also this illustration at the top of the parchment, a huge round stone plate, on which there were many patterns densely engraved with seals, but there was a note next to the pattern, which said that these were decorations, and below the illustration, there was a line of small letters, "Reincarnation Mill Plate".

"This thing is the core of our underworld reconstruction plan, through which the soul can return to the human world and attach itself to the body of the unborn baby, become the master of this soulless body, and then get a chance to be reborn. ”

"Of course," seeing that Osiris wanted to refute, but didn't know where to start because she was clumsy, Don Quixote said it for her again." I know your concern, this mature soul is under your control attached to the young body with an immature brain, not only will it cause harm to them, but it will also disturb the world, you can imagine that scene, a mature soul who died in a vendetta, when he is resurrected, I am afraid that the only thing to do is revenge, the same cruel pervert is reborn, he will still repeat his old path, then the world will become a mess. ”

"But!" said Don Quixote, turning the page again, "do you know what is most precious to man?"

Osiris shook her head, "Gold?"

"Ha," Don Quixote couldn't help laughing, "You still know a little about human beings, but unfortunately, you guessed wrong, for people, the most precious thing is what you can't get, you always have to remember one thing, people's surnames are cheap, don't believe you think about it, no matter which language in the world, stupid people, stupid people, no sluts can listen to the ear, just because, people's surnames are cheap!"

"The specific manifestation is that what is too easy to obtain is often not cherished, on the contrary, what has been obtained with great difficulty will be enshrined as a treasure, and this law is the same for those souls in the underworld, you give them hope, so that they have a chance to be resurrected, but it is not unconditional, rebirth, irresistible temptation, how can it be so easy to obtain?"

"So," Don Quixote turned the pages of the Codex again, "the underworld needs to be rebuilt, and a complete system is needed so that these souls can understand one thing, I can be resurrected, but there is a premise, only those who meet the conditions and meet the standards of faith can be reborn, and this is also very important in order not to disturb this person's interference with the world of Faerun!"

As he spoke, Don Quixote stretched out his finger and pointed to an illustration, a huge pot, and next to him sat a woman with a hint of vicissitudes in her eyes, and similarly, there was a bunch of text under this illustration, but far more than the millstone on the previous page, and it seemed that the words on it aroused Osiris's interest, and she actually pushed away Don Quixote's hand and looked at it with relish (to be continued. )