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Chapter 90: The Afterlife... and Simulations
After all, the other party means well.

This is such a calm and natural performance that it really makes people wonder who is the master of this house...

At least for a moment just now, Miss Shihua herself began to doubt this matter.

Maybe I really was thinking too much.

The other party was very calm and composed, and Rikka was also carefree, so I could actually just let things take their own course...

No! No! I can't do that!

Touka Takanashi shook her head weakly in her heart. She looked at the bathroom not far away, and then looked at Xia Zhi.

She had wanted to take a shower before, but she always felt it was really weird that the other person was sitting outside just across the wall...it felt awkward no matter how she thought about it.

Let's wait until tomorrow.

"What's wrong, Miss Shihua?" The young man noticed that she had been standing there, neither moving nor speaking, so he once again gave the arrow to continue the conversation. It seemed that she had something urgent to ask him?
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"That's right. I want to ask... where do people go after they die?"

After a noticeable silence, Tohka Takanashi pursed her lips and decided to consult about this related issue.

Three years ago, Liuhua was unable to accept the fact that her father passed away suddenly.

When she was in the most pain and helplessness, she chose to escape to the world of fantasy.

Rikka suffers from the second-year syndrome. She firmly believes that her father is waiting for her in a parallel world on the other side of the "invisible boundary line". As long as she finds the "invisible boundary line", she can see her father again.

“Where do people go after they die?”

The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That's a really good question... In this land, it means crossing the Sanzu River to the other side, passing the judgment of Yama in the Hall of Right and Wrong, and waiting for your fate."

How could he know the situation in this world?

He hasn't even figured out what's going on on the dark side of the world.

But this is not a big deal. I wonder if they can't copy it? Just based on the relevant settings of myths and legends, religious folklore, etc., and slightly modify them, you can directly release them as explanations.

Before he said it, it might have been just some groundless legend.

After he said it, and it was certified by him as the only authority, it became the absolute truth.

"After the trial, waiting for the decision? What will be the decision?"

When Touka Takanashi heard this serious statement, she had no doubts at all. She quickly accepted this completely localized explanation and questioned the outcome of the decision.

"You should have heard that the deceased with lighter crimes will be sent to the underworld to wait for reincarnation, or become a Buddha and go to heaven. As for those with heavier crimes, they will fall into hell..."

Xia Zhi spread his hands, and it was not obvious that he was talking nonsense casually. Instead, he spoke seriously and logically.

"Different regions have different opinions, but the mechanism is generally the same. It determines whether the deceased should go to heaven or hell based on the good or evil deeds committed during their lifetime..."

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"What about the person who has been dead for three years? Is it possible to see him again?" Rikka Takanashi was silent for a long time before she continued to ask this question.

"Three years..."

Chewing on this sensitive time node, Xia Zhi still shook his head:

"Then it must have been tried. I heard that the trials are now conducted in an assembly line manner, and the process is quite simple. Unless there are people in the mortal world who can't wait to jump the queue, otherwise, it will definitely be handled within three years."

"As for whether we can meet again, that's probably difficult... Unless the person you want to meet is a very blessed person - I'm not talking about the kind who works 996 - then there might still be some chance."

He probably knew who he was asking, so he couldn't give the other party too much hope at this time.

Miss Shihua nodded slightly and chose to remain silent.

Could my father be a person with great blessings?
Perhaps that is not the case. We can only say that he is an ordinary person. Although he will not fall into the endless purgatory because of his serious sins, he probably cannot ascend to heaven because of his outstanding good deeds...

She seemed a little depressed. After sighing lightly, she looked towards her room. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said, "Well, you should go to bed early too... I'll go tidy up my room now." Even though the other party claimed that she didn't need to sleep.

However, asking people to sit quietly in the living room until late at night is not a reasonable arrangement either logically or emotionally.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Shihua, it's really not necessary..."

Xia Zhi declined again, but the girl did not listen to him and went straight to her bedroom.

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He shrugged and said nothing more.

This change seemed to be quite good - of course, it didn't mean that he would have the opportunity to rest in Miss Touka's room - but that Miss Touka's decisiveness and competence at this moment seemed natural and appropriate.

If the stalemate continued as before, she would probably be more like a guest at Xia Zhi's home.

Soon, Touka Takanashi tidied up the room very neatly, came out and said something, then leisurely returned to her sister's room.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xia Zhi glanced at the tidy room, then turned around and looked at the two treasures on the coffee table.

——The link just maintained has not been disconnected.

He pondered for a moment and then returned to his work again.

After inputting some parameters, the juvenile fantasy tree on the opposite side was urged to start calculating, simulating, and operating a fictional fantasy history... This is the utilization of the function of the fantasy tree, just like a super biological computer.

Although it is still just a seedling and has not yet developed.

However, there is no way to truly invade reality and output the history of the operating Lostbelt as a conclusion... As for the simple simulation and verification functions, it should still be possible. Anyway, he thinks he can give it a try.

In the perception of the summer solstice, it seems as if a large amount of illusory information is surging in from the other side of the soul.

That was a fantasy history simulated by the main server based on the parameters he entered. To some extent, it seemed like a glimpse into the future.

Although it is only one of many possibilities, and it is intermittent, fragmented, and appears very vague and obscure.

In a short period of time, many simulations were performed.

This is not because the function of the fantasy tree seedling is also very good, but more because in many simulations, the ending often comes to an abrupt end - or because the simulated circuit has not been successful from the beginning;
Or it may seem to be successful, but when the magic power is flowing, it can't bear the huge pressure and explodes...

The kind that exploded Xia Zhi's entire body.

He took a quick look and found that among the dozens or hundreds of simulation results, only two simulations seemed to be relatively smooth and no longer collapsed midway... However, upon closer inspection, he found that the endings were all a little bit strange.

It can even be said that it went in a completely weird direction.

In the first simulation—

Xia Zhi saw that he had tried many times to create a conversion circuit but failed many times. In the end, he chose to use the holy sword as an implant and implant it into his body with magic...

At first glance, it looks like the goal has been achieved in disguise...

But jumping directly from the bio-transformation track to the cybernetics track is a bit of a strange deviation in direction.

As for the second simulation:

Xia Zhi saw that while he was trying to create a conversion circuit, an unexpected situation occurred when he accidentally allowed part of his body to decompose and turn back into ether.

Countless pseudo-cells rubbed against each other at high speed in the magic storm...

A trace of electric force is generated in this rapid friction...

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The young man tilted his head slightly. What was going on?
Then, he heard the deafening cheers coming from the last scene.

——"Yeah, Master Xiazhi, we love you so much!!"

(End of this chapter)