I, Lord of Prayer

Kinchu City. 🐚🐠 ☞🐧

Zhou Chen woke up from a deep sleep, staring blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling. He then got up and looked around, only to find that this was not his familiar bedroom, but a hospital room.

Where am I? Wasn't I sleeping at home? How did I end up here?

Zhou Chen was lost in thought, questioning life, when he was suddenly surprised to find a faint outline that had appeared deep in his mind.

When you focus your awareness and concentrate your attention, you'll discover that the outline is—

—A glass bottle?

What the hell? ? ?

Before he could recover from his shock, fragments of memories surged forth like a tidal wave.

Zhou Chen, a resident of Jinzhu City, is a third-year student at Jinzhu University. His parents died five years ago during the chaos caused by the "Corruptors," and he was able to complete high school and enter university thanks to the pensions he received.

I recently passed the campus recruitment for Qunxing Club with excellent grades and performance, and I'm a newcomer who has been interning at Qunxing Club for less than a month...

  

Two days ago, I officially completed the two-week onboarding training at the Stars Club. I teamed up with other new recruits for my first mission, which was to capture a group of smugglers. However, the "test" that should have gone smoothly turned into an unexpected situation...

They encountered a "corruptor".

After an extremely fierce battle, even though a distress signal was sent in time, only six members of the twelve-man squad survived. All six survivors, including him, suffered varying degrees of mental pollution and spiritual trauma.

Three people fell into corruption during treatment and were killed on the spot by the Star Alliance operators. Later, two more died from soul collapse, leaving only him to crawl out of the gates of hell.

It is said that those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune, but what awaited him was a brutal beating from reality.

Physical damage, mental pollution, and soul depletion caused by half of one's soul being consumed by the corrupted...

He's practically terminally ill; the whole village could be wiped out at any moment. 👊😂 ❻❾ᔕ𝓱𝓤x.ⓒ๏𝕄 ☹🍭

"A hellish start..." Zhou Chen rubbed his throbbing temples, confirming the fact that he had transmigrated.

However, to be more precise, it should be something like awakening past life memories or reincarnation.

Because he and the original owner are both "Zhou Chen", they are exactly the same in name, appearance and personality. Now the memories of their past and present lives are gradually merging, as if they were originally the same person.

Based on his memories and current circumstances, Zhou Chen is certain that the ethereal concept of "soul" exists in this world.

He himself is the best example. Two days ago, during a mission, he unexpectedly encountered the Corruptor and had half of his soul devoured. As a result, he suffered from a soul fragmentation syndrome, accompanied by a series of aftereffects such as drowsiness, forgetfulness, depression, lack of energy, and short lifespan.

Now his fragile soul is gradually withering away, like a leaf that is turning yellow day by day. When it is completely dried up, the soul will become as brittle as a withered leaf and will face an unstoppable collapse.

There's also a sense of emptiness that originates from the depths of the soul...

He touched his chest, the emptiness caused by the fragmentation of his soul enveloping and swallowing him like an abyss. His heart was empty, filled with boundless void, as if he had lost the meaning of life. Every second became incredibly long, filled with pain and torment.

With half of his soul missing, even the most advanced medical technology of the Star Council is helpless. All they can do is ensure he eats and drinks well during this time so that he won't leave with resentment and, in a fit of rage, degenerate into a corrupted being.

Right, what exactly is a Corruptor? Zhou Chen tried hard to process the memories and quickly recalled the corresponding information.

—At the end of the Old Age, scientists affirmed the existence of the soul, pointing out that after humans awaken and become Ascended beings, they can intuitively feel their own soul and possess incredible extraordinary abilities.

But it seems that everything has two sides. At the same time as the Ascended appeared, a mutated creature called the Corruptor was born.

They are evil, twisted, greedy, insane, and cruel... They feed on the flesh and soul of humans, and the higher corruptors can also spread spiritual pollution, causing humans to become corrupt and degenerate into their kind.

The old era... the ascendants... the corrupters... a vast and chaotic mass of knowledge rushed in all at once. Zhou Chen covered his forehead and it took him more than ten minutes to completely digest the memories and sort out the two lives.

The Old Era refers to a past human civilization that was destroyed in a terrible apocalyptic disaster more than two hundred years ago.

It is now the year 234 in the Gregorian calendar, and human civilization has long since recovered its vitality, even surpassing its former glory.

This is all because of the emergence of the Ascended.

Beginning at the end of the Old Era, a group of "Ascended Ones" emerged among humanity, possessing extraordinary powers. They awakened various abilities, such as telekinesis, manipulating water and fire, and controlling minds...

It is thanks to the existence of the Ascended that humanity was able to survive in the dangerous apocalypse and, in just a few years, restore its technological foundation and establish a new order.

As cities were built and civilization was restored, humanity began to explore the outside world, only to discover one mysterious forbidden zone after another shrouded in mist on the land that had once been destroyed.

Zhou Chen didn't know much about the restricted area. As a newcomer to the Stars Club, his level of authority was the lowest, and he only knew that such a thing existed.

Also limited to the level of knowledge are special items with extraordinary abilities—forbidden items.

Each forbidden item possesses different abilities; some are too magical, some too dangerous, and some too important. If obtained by an evil person, they will cause enormous destruction, so they must be strictly guarded and treated with caution.

As a behemoth that controls the workings of the world, the Stars Society possesses information on countless forbidden objects and has contained an untold number of them.

They categorized prohibited substances into four levels, A, B, C, and D, from highest to lowest, based on their degree of danger. This system has now become a globally recognized prohibited substance numbering system.

Speaking of forbidden items, this bottle should count... Zhou Chen carefully observed the glass bottle in his mind, trying to figure out how to use it.

He was certain that this thing had never been in his mind before, and that the glass bottle only appeared after another set of memories from his past life were awakened. This strange item was probably something forbidden.

But... where did this glass bottle come from? Is it harmful or harmless? Is it related to my past life memories? And did my past life come from an old era?

One question after another arose in Zhou Chen's mind. He pondered these questions for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh. Thinking about it was useless, because he was about to die.

According to the examination report, at the current rate of his soul's deterioration, his soul will completely collapse in less than seven days.

Then came death.

During this time, he will also suffer torment far exceeding any physical pain caused by the loss of his soul, and will eventually die in agony.

Death is terrible enough, but what's even more terrible is having to endure inhuman suffering before dying.

As his death approached, Zhou Chen could only feel deep despair and helplessness. He was still young, he didn't want to die, he wanted to live. He had so many things he hadn't done, so many experiences he hadn't had, he hadn't even had a girlfriend. If he died like this, he would definitely die with regrets...

But the cold reality wouldn't change because of his feeble will. The exhaustion of his soul had already become the Sword of Damocles hanging over his head, ready to fall mercilessly when the countdown to death reached zero.

These remaining seven days or so are the last days of his life.

Time flew by and it was already 7:30 in the morning.

When the clock on the wall pointed precisely to that time, the ward door opened, and a group of medical professionals filed in, meticulously examining Zhou Chen's condition.

It should be noted that Zhou Chen's two teammates, whose souls were damaged, had already died due to soul collapse, while he had lost more than 50% of his soul. As a result, he did not die on the spot, nor did he become mentally impaired or vegetative. Instead, he survived with the tenacity of a cockroach, which can be called a medical miracle. As a result, medical experts from all over the world rushed to examine him.

However, these shut-ins who put all their energy into medical research have such low emotional intelligence that they keep muttering things like, "He's still alive," "There's no way to save him," "He's completely hopeless," and "He's still alive."

Enraged, Zhou Chen nearly sat up in shock and punched each of them. Since they were all about to die anyway, he figured he could just make them pull out their oxygen tubes and at least die a quick death.

More than half an hour later, the examination was over. Not long after, doctors from various departments came in with all sorts of documents, certificates, and agreements for him to sign. In the end, even the anatomy department came.

Looking at the body donation registration form stamped by the Second Department of Anatomy in front of him, Zhou Chen felt a mix of emotions. He never imagined that he would have to sign such an agreement one day.

"I remember the second anatomy department specializes in studying the corrupted, so why do they want my remains too?"

"Ah... this is a new project our department just started this year. We've begun researching the soul realm." The female scholar, her face deathly pale, looked around as if wary of someone. "This is to make a reservation first, so that after you die, the departments won't fight amongst themselves and miss the best time for the autopsy. Materials are scarce lately, and the departments are practically scrambling for them. Please, please sign up."

Zhou Chen took a deep breath and glared at the other person: "What if I'm not dead?"

"It's good that you're not dead, isn't it? Only after someone dies do their body belong to us." The female scholar said, glancing at the medical record in her hand. "But your symptoms... uh, it's nothing..."

"If you can't speak, you don't have to. It feels like you're hoping I'll become anatomical material..." Zhou Chen thought to himself, sighed softly, and signed his name on the registration form.

Then, he was stunned.

In the mysterious glass bottle in my mind, a tiny speck of stardust emerges from nothingness. It is truly only as fine as dust, yet it shines with an incredible light, like a firefly in the darkness.

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