Life Dungeon Game

"normal,"

The old man smiled and said, "This is the 'rent'. Everything here is the same as in the Federation, except the currency has changed."

"really,"

The young man sighed deeply, "This Eternal Kingdom is even darker than United Industries."

"Not necessarily,"

The old man shook his head. “The reason why United Industries doesn’t let us work 20 hours a day is not because they don’t want to, but because they know our bodies can’t handle it and we would never do it. The Eternal Kingdom doesn’t have this worry.”

"Just a bunch of robbers living in the same den,"

The young man sighed.

"We cannot defy the rules here; we are driven to work endlessly like livestock and machines until the moment our souls are destroyed."

The old man glanced at the gleaming pillar and said in a hoarse voice.

"well,"

The young man sighed again, removed his hand from the pillar, looked at the old man, and said, "Then I'll go and rest."

As he spoke, his figure disappeared into the air.

The old man stared at the empty space in front of him, his eyes lowered.

The surrounding space was unusually quiet.

Everyone was silent.

The old man slowly placed his hand on the pillar, and a sharp short sword instantly appeared in front of him and landed in his hand.

He gripped the short sword tightly, seemingly lost in some memory.

Under this gaze, he slowly raised the sword in his hand high, and then suddenly swung it down.

boom--

The metal dagger struck the pillar, producing a crisp sound.

In that instant, the old man's body twitched, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

But he didn't stop, remaining silent as he continued to chop at the surrounding pillars.

Even though his actions couldn't cause any damage to the pillars, he still slashed at them furiously.

His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot, a stark contrast to his previous gentle demeanor.

Everyone in the hall seemed to have just woken up from a dream. They huddled back, looking in horror at the silent, somewhat deranged old man.

The entire hall trembled violently, and an invisible golden light instantly bound the old man, suspending him in the air.

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A cold yet 'gentle' mechanical female voice echoed in every corner of the hall.

Following that, Zhou

The surrounding environment seemed to become unreal.

Distorted and blurry factory spaces appeared all around, and one could vaguely see busy 'human figures' in these factories.

At this moment, these 'figures' all raised their heads, looking at the sky with confusion, and at the direction where the old man was hanging.

This scene seems to have been projected into every workspace within the divine realm.

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The cold, mechanical female voice rang out again, and at the same time, the golden light that was wrapped around the old man in the sky tightened even more.

"Holy shit!!"

The old man, his face contorted in pain and rage, stared at the illusory space around him, then suddenly burst into laughter, "You filthy wretches!!! Greedy, arrogant, despicable..."

The golden light did not pause at all, but continued to slowly tighten.

The old man continued cursing, but he could no longer make a sound.

His expression grew increasingly ferocious and pained.

The young man who had disappeared reappeared in the hall, staring in horror at the old man above him.

At that moment, He Ao, not far away, looked up and watched all of this.

The twisted light that was trying to invade his body was growing stronger and stronger, and was about to erode his body.

He has reached the limit of how long he can stay in this divine kingdom.

He raised his hand and glanced at the fossilized finger bone in his palm.

In that instant, he activated his hyper-memory.

Without the limitations of a physical body, in a pure soul state, he was able to use the power of extrasensory perception without any restrictions.

The surrounding 'people' instantly turned into purple shadows.

He looked up at the old man hanging overhead, then rushed forward without hesitation and grabbed the old man's wrist with one hand.

Then, he looked up at the sky.

Mental shock!

A surge of spiritual power crashed against that golden power.

The unprepared golden light was shattered instantly.

The distorted light surging within the old man's body was also directly suppressed by He Ao, and his ferocious expression softened.

Immediately afterwards, He Ao controlled the power of his soul to envelop the distorted light within the old man's body and forcibly 'peel it off'.

This was just an ordinary soul; in reality, there wasn't much distorted light attached to its body.

At the same time, a terrifying and powerful 'gaze' swept across the entire space in an instant.

He Ao raised the finger bone fossil in his hand.

The next second, his figure and the old man's figure disappeared into this space.

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In the pitch-black and silent space, He Ao sensed the direction of his body while using the power of super memory to envelop the old man's body.

A large, twisting, writhing pattern in the surrounding darkness frantically drew closer, attempting to devour the old man's soul.

Compared to He Ao's power, the soul of an ordinary person is as weak as a glimmer of light in this pitch-black space. If one is not careful, it will be completely swallowed up and dissolved by these distorted patterns.

Even with He Ao protecting him the whole way, the old man's soul showed signs of instability.

However, this dark space was not long, and He Ao quickly passed through it under the guidance of the finger bone fossil and returned to his body.

After returning to his body, he did not open his eyes immediately, but instead appeared in a pure white space.

He released his grip, withdrew the power that had been binding the old man's soul, and then deactivated his extrasensory perception.

The old man had already fallen into a coma.

Even with the protection of extrasensory perception, traversing the 'dark space' still caused considerable harm to the ordinary soul of an old man.

Even his soul has become unstable.

He Ao estimated that he could only take one soul with him when leaving the divine kingdom. If he took another one, both souls would most likely be torn apart during the journey through the dark space and become nourishment for that dark space.

Moreover, even carrying only one soul causes a great loss to the power of super memory.

Fortunately, everything was still under control.

In this vast white space, the old man's soul, on the verge of collapse, ceased to crumble.

The surrounding light trembled, and a little girl in a red dress appeared beside He Ao, gazing at the old man's soul floating in the air.

This space is inside the 'paper butterfly'.

Paper butterflies are products formed from the convergence of soul power and spiritual power, and they also have their own special place to contain spiritual power.

Because of the special connection between the paper butterfly and He Ao, He Ao was also able to enter this place.

At this moment, He Ao was also observing the old man's physical condition through his 'spiritual vision'.

Nourished by Alice's abundant spiritual power, the old man's soul not only stopped its collapse but also began to stabilize.

This reminded Heo of the 'souls' living in the eternal kingdom of God.

Under normal circumstances, a soul exposed to the outside world will dissipate in a very short time unless it is contained in some special container.

Even if they can contain them, most containers, such as the one that Heo had seen, the one that Velent could summon the dead, can only guarantee that the soul will have only a few remnants left, not that the soul will be intact.

The vengeful spirits in the inner church, including Alice, only retained a fragment of their reason; none of them were able to retain complete sanity.

However, after these lingering forces in the inner church eventually gathered into a 'paper butterfly' out of gratitude to He Ao, the space inside this paper butterfly underwent a certain change and has acquired the ability to nurture souls to a certain extent.

Countless thoughts flashed through He Ao's mind.

It seems that the inner church might indeed be part of the Eternal Secret Cult's construction of an eternal divine kingdom.

One of the 'experiments' produced during the process.

He looked up at the vast white space around him, lost in thought.

However, he quickly regained his composure and looked at the old man in front of him.

He could sense that warming the souls of the elderly required 'consuming' the energy of this space.

While the soul of an ordinary person is not a burden for Alice, what about thousands upon thousands of souls?

So this is the essence of exchanging 'work' for survival time within the Eternal God Kingdom?

The Eternal Kingdom itself cannot provide the energy to sustain so many souls, so it obtains energy by having these souls perform certain 'labor'.

But how can the 'labor' of these souls in the eternal kingdom be transformed into the power of the eternal kingdom itself?

Is it by drawing from the void? Or some special method of production?

Judging from Alice's current energy consumption, stabilizing a soul doesn't require much energy, and the energy consumption for a more complete Eternal God Kingdom would probably be even lower.