The Spirit World

Chapter 819: The Law of the God-given
"So, you also think that General Pangnapo is a little too heartless, right?" Simone put his chopsticks on the table and spit out some of the food he had just eaten, like a cow or a sheep feeding its parents.

His ugly cheeks were not as pretty as the bones left at the dinner table.

"Fuck!" He pushed the table next to him, and the bowl of soup tilted and spilled, and a little bit of shrimp fell to the ground.

"Don't be angry..." Wanzhang sighed.

Even if you want to curse General Pangnapo, you shouldn't do it in General Pangnapo's territory...

He was about to say that, but decided not to.

Wanzhang sat on the sofa in the tavern, put his hands on the sofa, spread his arms in an extremely relaxed posture, and stretched lazily.

"Is the coffin you gave me really that amazing? I don't think I can believe it... Is it really that magical?"

Wanzhang looked at Simeone who was a little irritable and a little annoyed.

Although Simeone felt that he had suffered a loss, this loss was obviously due to his own reasons and he could not blame others. Therefore, there was no point in complaining to anyone about this loss.

Originally, he thought that he had obtained a great treasure after coming out of the Killing Bug Valley, and he was still thinking about the Undead Corps. He wanted to come here to keep up with the Undead Corps and seek an official position so as not to fall into ruin. Fortunately, this treasure is really a priceless treasure.

No, I originally thought it was a treasure, but I didn’t expect it to be such a “treasure”!
Giving a coffin made of gold and silver is not a shameful thing in this era of destruction after the outbreak of the undead disease. Many people want to die but cannot, and have become "wild ghosts on earth" in the devastated world.

The delivery of a gold and silver coffin was purely a coincidence. If you insist on saying that it was reasonable and unexpected, then there is nothing wrong with that.

But as luck would have it, this coffin that was thought to contain only gold and silver actually contained more than just gold and silver, it also had abilities that were almost beyond belief!

Who can bear it then?

I've given it away as a gift, and I got 500 gold coins, so it's not a loss at least, right?
Well, what a loss.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have left the Killing Bug Valley so hastily. Now, both sides feel that they have suffered a loss and are completely devastated.

Adjutant Neferi, who could predict the future, must have known that she didn't know the function of this coffin. She acted like a smug man and "showed off" in front of Simone about the functions of this coffin that he dared not even think about.

Not to mention immortality!

The worst case scenario is that it can cure any disability or injury, and it can be sold at a sky-high price.

"You know what, sending coffins is quite popular in a place called Bird Bulaji. Anyone there who is suffering from immortality will receive a coffin from a neighbor. After going into it, they will sleep until night. People there can see living people during the day and "wild ghosts" at night. The whole village is not as chaotic as ours! When I came, our wild ghosts seemed to know that this coffin was very powerful, so they kept pestering me. If I didn't know that the wild ghosts here were blocking the way, I think I would have been chased to death by them."

Simone did not answer Wanzhang's casual question, but explained the reason why he sent the coffin.

Actually, I just want to give whatever I have...

If you pick up a gold or silver coffin and give it to someone else, it is just like lending flowers to offer gifts to Buddha. You don't lose anything and it is a pure profit.

He wouldn't say that he was anxious to return to the Undead Corps, or that he wanted to atone for his sins with merits. He wasn't in a position to do so. At most, it was a bribe.

Shouting so loudly is to tell the general that our people are here. I'm giving you such a big advantage that even if you stay in the Immortal Hall, you won't be assassinated or anything.

After all, if you really want to talk about it, the Immortal Hall is just a small place.

"Adjutant Neferi, just like that... You don't believe her? Her guesses are always accurate as hell. What the hell, it must be true!"

Simone slammed the table.

The shrimps in the soup swirled in circles.

"Then, you really lost a lot..."

Wanzhang shaved his teeth with a toothpick, but he didn't know if there was anything stuck between his teeth.

"Hey, don't bring that up! I really forgot about it."

Forgot this happened less than an hour ago!

This is a mess!
"It's impossible not to lose money..." Simone himself knew this, and then he sat on the sofa as if he had slumped. He needed to stand up after slamming the table just now: "Just think of it as exchanging a pile of scrap copper and iron for 500 gold coins, it's really not a loss!"

"Okay, okay, okay, okay." Wanzhang let out a cry, slowly stood up, and patted the rice grains on his armor.

"Really, there's nothing I can do... Let's just leave it like this..."

"That's it..." Simeone also sighed.

In this private room, I don't know if Simone was really angry or really treated Wanzhang as a brother. He told Wanzhang everything and kept complaining, saying that the intelligence was wrong and it was an attempt to sow discord, that the Killing Bug Valley was not a place for people to stay, and that the golden and silver coffins were all things of the past.

That's fine, too.

"I do...want to..." Wanzhang buckled his strange accessory around his waist, and quickly hooked it up with a click. He glanced at Simone, who was frustrated but had no choice but to do so, and said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, let's just do it...ah, this is the only way..."

He was obviously speaking to Simeone, so he had to speak clearly, almost in a lingering voice.

"So what? Right?"

Maybe it was because of the alcohol. Simone could hold his liquor well, but he still felt a little drunk: "This is the only way... Can we take back the things we gave away, especially the gifts to that general?"

All kinds of generals came out.

Wanzhang was frowning, but he actually had a smile on his face.

"I'm not that capable. Five hundred gold coins is five hundred gold coins. If you don't agree, that's the amount you have to pay. The world is about to be destroyed. Enjoy yourself while you can! Live freely as soon as possible! Be free as soon as possible~"

Simeone seemed a little drunk when he slammed the table just now, and the same was true when he called out to the general. This time, I don’t know if he was really drunk or just pretending to be drunk.

But it was obvious that he was genuinely depressed.

Anyone would be depressed by this.

There is no such pun as "sheng coffin to get rich" in the spirit world, and coffins are not something that must be tabooed. After all, there is such a thing as the underworld in the spirit world.

Although the dead cannot be resurrected, the existence of the underworld makes the concept of resurrection from the dead widely known.

In addition, with the widespread outbreak of the undead disease in the Era of Destruction, if someone gave himself a coffin made of gold, silver threads, diamonds, jade, and agate, and with such fine workmanship, wouldn't he be overjoyed?

You know, the time has come when one gold coin can buy a life.

Because most No-Maj's had to work hard for a whole year to earn a few gold coins. Even in the Undead Hall, where supplies were not scarce, there was no one who could help a No-Maj find a job to support his family.

Simone is not a No-Maj, but he is only at the level of a Celestial Spiritualist, which is far from enough. With 500 gold coins and the care of the Undead Group, he can live a good life. Even a short and ugly man like Simone can get a good wife with these 500 gold coins.

If you don't look for a wife from those God-given people, it would be more than enough for you to buy one from the slums.

In the Age of Destruction, buying a person with one gold coin is no longer a new thing.

Of course, this is still prohibited in the law, but no one can stop a person from going with someone else. It is common for families of Majis to sell their children because they cannot survive.

There is also a saying that the Era of Destruction changed the hierarchy of people who were blessed by God and those who were unfortunate.

They were all born of the same father and raised by the same mother. Before the Era of Destruction, the Principality and the Empire generally pursued equality for all. Even the most basic Muggle family could live among people with spiritual powers and magic by buying and selling labor or goods. There were many people who lived a good life. Even things like hunting monsters were left to practitioners, and selling or long-distance transportation were still done by Muggles, and there were still good prospects for them. The same thing, in various industries, there was no obvious distinction between practitioners and Muggles.

After all, no one thinks the world is coming to an end.

When the sun is full in the sky, the moon is extremely beautiful.

After the Era of Destruction, all kinds of disasters came one after another. The world was about to end. The principalities, empires, kingdoms, and beast kingdoms were unable to protect themselves and were torn apart. The practitioners' idea of ​​fair competition for resources with the Muggles was no longer feasible.

The practitioners call themselves the godsends and belittle the Muggles as the unfortunate ones. This is still considered a light punishment. Most practitioners are indeed superior to others. In the Era of Destruction, this superiority is infinitely magnified, and even extreme confrontation has occurred.

People who don't have spiritual power or magic can't do easier or even better jobs. Originally, a cultivator could carry goods for a day, but a No-Maj would need about a week. As the God-given, cultivators naturally wouldn't be willing to carry goods, so the No-Maj, who has no job and no income to support his family, would have to do it for seven days.

The God-given ones would even mock them as unfortunate because they could finish the work in a day.

If fairness doesn't work, another set of rules will naturally work, that is, if a No-Maj doesn't do this thing, there are many No-Majors who do it, and there is no need for you.

Even if you don't do this, it's almost impossible for a No-Maj to support a family, survive, and find a spouse.

So this rule makes sense and works.

The God-given need not care about the unfortunate, and this is where the Age of Destruction really “destroys”.

The spiritual power is too strong. It allows humans to become beings far beyond humanity itself, but it does not make everyone like this.

It simply won't work to let some people acquire spiritual power first and then teach another group to also acquire spiritual power.

Because spiritual power is so easy to use, and it is also too easy to oppress and exploit the Muggles who don't have spiritual power.

But...it doesn't matter.

The reason for this can only be that the gods are unwilling to see, unwilling to hear, and unwilling to change.

After all, the gods were the earliest “god-givers”.

Will they teach all the No-Majs their powers?

The children of gods also became gods.

In the Age of Destruction, spiritual power divided people into different classes, from spiritualists, spiritual masters, to spiritual masters and spiritual emperors. This was the operating logic of this ultimate oppressive spiritual power giver.

No one can escape, and no one can really change the rules.

So after all, five hundred gold coins is really a lot. You can enjoy yourself in the Undead Group without any restrictions for half your life.

But it’s not a lot either. As a God-given person of the third level, the Heavenly Spirit Master is not much better... If you spend money lavishly, it will eventually run out.

Five hundred gold coins aren't a lot...

“Brother Simone, you are right to think so…” Wanzhang’s mouth corners rose and then bent, as if he was saying something very regrettable: “I wanted to tell you about this matter… Now, seeing that Brother Simone is so open-minded, I feel relieved…”

"What's the matter?" Simone also stood up. He couldn't get drunk because of his alcohol tolerance. The reason he was making such a fuss was because... he felt wronged.

I didn't feel too wronged, just a little bit wronged.

"Forget it, Brother Simone, it doesn't matter. This is good enough. I don't need to take the risk. I can also... give my report to the boss..."

Wanzhang was dodging and evading, as if something really happened.

In front of Simeone, he was handsome and tall, and really looked extremely handsome.

If a person being short and ugly is considered a kind of defect, then Simeone's defect is indeed deep in his bones.

They are all raised by the same father and the same mother, why is there such a big difference...

Who would believe you if you said Simeone had never been ridiculed since he was a child?

Isn't it because Wanzhang doesn't laugh at him and treats him well that he treats Wanzhang a little better?
This kind of defect can be fatal.

It's not about his own life, but the lives of those who laugh at him.

Simone's ruthlessness has long been a rumor within the Undead Corps. Otherwise, Simone, as a celestial spiritual master, would not have been able to meet General Pompaud and pass on important information to General Pompaud.

Of course he has the ability, but his appearance is really a minus point. He is short and ugly. To put it bluntly, no one likes him.

But this is "innate", which can also be understood as "God-given", so... you can only bear it silently.

Fortunately, he is not a No-Maj.

No, be thankful that he is a godsend.

Otherwise, you would really be a No-Major among No-Majors.

"Just say it, there's nothing wrong with that." Simeone buckled his hook around his leg.

It made the sound of clanging iron.

"Oh, forget it. Seeing that Brother Simone is so happy and so cheerful, I will consider myself to be seeing him off today. If you have any problems in the future, just come to the Vanguard Team's guards to find me. If there is anything I can help with, of course I will..." Simone interrupted Wanzhang before he could finish his words.

"Wanzhang, you are not a good enough brother... Are you hiding something from me? You are hesitating for a long time, what are you talking about?"

The red color in Simeone's eyes became more and more obvious.

"I'm not hiding it from you. I just see that you're so happy, brother Simone. There's no need to bring you any more upsets..."

Wanzhang seemed to be smiling, and it seemed that he really cared about Simeone.

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