this infinite world

Mount Everest...

Familiar snow-capped mountains, familiar cold wind, familiar environment, familiar people… Although they were still the same two people from the day before, the expressions on their faces were completely different.

Zheng Zha had a relaxed smile on his face as he looked at the silent replica sitting on the edge of the cliff, facing the mountain peak. Compared with the disgusted and even somewhat disdainful look of the day before, the current replica of Zheng Zha seemed to be a different person. Not only were the lines on his face much softer, but even his bitter and cold temperament seemed to have melted a little...

"How do you feel about today's meal?"

At first, the replica did not answer. It was only after Zheng Zha asked for the second time that the man sitting on the edge of the cliff snorted and answered in a lower voice than usual: "... Not bad."

"Just okay? That's really not honest." Zheng Zha shook his head and sighed, and touched his stomach: "You don't know how to appreciate delicious food. I obviously put a lot of effort into cooking..."

"…Is hot pot also considered your dish?!"

"Why not? I bought all the ingredients from the Lord God!"

It can be seen that Zheng Zha had a very good meal, which can be seen from the fact that he kept touching his round belly. The ingredients in the Lord God Space were not too expensive, and the Zhongzhou team had no shortage of money after the final battle, not to mention that there were discounts when buying things from the Lord God... Even so, this hot pot meal earned nearly a thousand reward points.

Of course, you get what you pay for, especially since Zheng Zha used his true energy to process the ingredients in advance, ordinary people would not only have their tendons and marrow cleansed immediately after eating them, but it would also extend their lifespan by 40 to 50 years. For Zheng Zha's parents, this was just an ordinary daily routine at best.

"…I'm too lazy to argue with you about this."

The replica snorted, as if he was disdainful of arguing with Zheng Zha... But even though his back was facing Zheng Zha, he seemed to be able to see the mischievous expression on the other's face. After a few seconds, he sighed and whispered, "...Thank you."

Thank you? Where is the thank you?

This involves a level that only a "saint" can reach.

Although Zheng Zha and his clone are now completely capable of defeating ordinary saints, if the opponent fights to the death, they can also kill the saint with their non-saint bodies with all their strength... However, strength is strength, realm is realm, and in terms of the essence of life, they still have a considerable gap with the fifth-level "saint".

Because of the previous fusion, Zheng Zha experienced the life of his own clone, and naturally knew how deep the obsession in this man's heart was... Of course, he didn't mean to mock his clone at all. To be fair, if Zheng Zha encountered the same thing, he would probably become like his clone in front of him, after all, they were originally the same person.

But... understanding doesn't mean this mentality is correct. After witnessing Yang Yun's achievement of a saint and the scenery of the fifth level, Zheng Zha also had a deeper understanding of the realm that was only one key away. How can one become a saint without a determination? This is why Zheng Zha invited his clone to the banquet... In his opinion, his clone clearly had a tendency to self-destruct.

You know, exploring outside is obviously much more dangerous than staying in the real world. Because it is easy to imagine that the prehistoric heaven must be searching for the traces of the members of the reincarnation team in the multiverse. Although the few high-level saints may not necessarily be encountered, it is very likely that there will be a mixed army of multiple primary saints and immortals. Enemies of this level are difficult to deal with even the clone Zheng Zha.

And at that time, if he really faces an opponent that requires the replica Zheng Zha to burst out with power beyond the limit to deal with, then this man is likely to burn himself until he truly enters that realm... and at that time, death is almost his best outcome.

The reason why "saint" is called "saint" is that it represents absolute oppression, and the absolute power of life and death of the superior over the inferior. The saying "all below the saint are ants" is definitely not an exaggeration... Although a few people can cross that almost insurmountable line, only those who stand at the door can understand the difference between "saint" and "non-saint".

That is, the difference in person.

"Saint" is a kind of status, which is not a secret, but few people can understand the key. Because it not only represents the connection between the saint and the multiverse, but also the understanding of the four elements, which will also have a certain high-level influence on those who enter this realm.

Imagine engraving yourself on the fetal membrane of the multiverse, constantly being washed by the infinite information of the multiverse, how could you not be affected? Only if your heart is as hard as iron, your will is as strong as steel, and you keep your mind as one, can you stick to your original heart and not change... Otherwise, gradually losing your feelings is at best a small matter, but you are afraid of becoming the kind of person who "treats everything as a straw dog" and is high above others; or the kind of person who does not regard human life as life at all, but only regards it as a string of numbers. That would be a regret that cannot be reversed even if you are resurrected.

Therefore, Zheng Zha specially arranged this dinner in order to use family affection to dispel the obsession with Loli in his own clone's heart, so that he would not be as extreme as before... and as of now, the effect is quite good.

"It's good that you can think it through."

Hearing the clone's answer, Zheng Zha made a gesture that showed he was relieved. The next moment, the man smiled and said, "I thought it would be difficult to convince you, so I had planned a second meeting tomorrow... Now seeing you like this, it saves me a lot of effort."

"…The second game?"

For some reason, the clone Zheng Zha always felt uncomfortable when he heard this. Before he could say anything, Zheng Zha touched the back of his head and laughed: "Well, in the second game, I was planning to invite you to Luo Li's house to meet the two elders."

Zheng Zha did not even look at the clone's distorted expression, and continued to say the heartbreaking words: "If you still can't get over it, I plan to let Luo Li cook a meal for you personally, and do the 'desensitization therapy' that Chu Xuan mentioned..."

"... Be a decent human being!" (End of this chapter)