Drawing Cards With My Lifespan: Starting By Gamifying Reality - Chapter 135
Chapter 135: My End (2)
In my opinion, the act of self-immolation should have been carried out by them on their own initiative.
Its purpose was not to fight against monsters, but to fight against itself.”
“Against myself?”
Everyone became curious.
Chu Qingwu nodded and said solemnly,
“According to the relevant records in the ancient books, from the outbreak of the Demonic Tribulation to the destruction the Origin World, it took quite a long time.
During this period of time, the self-cultivators didn’t sit still and wait for death. Instead, they tried their best to think of a way to resist the demonic tribulation and the mutation.
They had made many attempts, but unfortunately, no one succeeded in the end.
The self-immolation of these people should be one of the examples of failure.
Perhaps the reason why they would self-immolate was because they could not control their own mutation.
So I chose to die with dignity.”
Hearing this and looking at the dark stains, everyone seemed to be able to imagine the tragic and tragic scene at that time.
Faced with the fate of becoming monsters, they decided to give up their lives as their final resistance.
This was not the first time such a tragic event had happened, nor would it be the last.
Even if the entire the Origin World had been destroyed, there was still the human world that was constantly rising.
The dangers faced by the supernatural beings were far less than those faced by the cultivators.
However, in the process of cultivation, he also faced the problem of mutation.
Even if there was a advancement ritual to purify the corruption in the body, there would still be exceptions that failed.
The better ones were either heavily injured or died on the spot.
Some of them almost transformed into unimaginable and terrifying monsters.
Then the question was, when they were about to mutate into monsters, could everyone decisively kill themselves?
Su Mo asked himself and realized that even he was not as determined as he thought.
People always valued their own lives.
Even in the face of mutation, many people would be lucky and think that they would become a special case.
It was precisely because of this mentality of luck that there were tragedies in the Transcendent World where Mutants hurt the people around them.
Everyone looked at the stains on the ground and sighed.
SkSkipping over these traces of self-immolation, she stepped into the inner room.
He crossed the shallow stone steps and entered the inner hall.
As soon as they entered the inner hall, everyone stopped in their tracks.
Not far in front of them sat a figure.
He wore a bright yellow robe and a tiara on his head, tying up his long gray hair.
His hands were placed on his knees, his face was ancient, and his eyes were tightly shut. At first glance, he felt that he would wake up at any moment.
However, after Su Mo and the others were stunned for a moment, they quickly reacted.
This person was already dead.
Chu Qingwu walked over and examined it carefully.
“He also committed suicide, and before he died, he even dispersed his cultivation, crippling all his cultivation.
Judging from the clothes and accessories on his body, the weakest of his strength when he was alive was at least at tier 6. It was even possible that he was at tier 7.”
Hearing this, everyone could not help but feel shocked.
In the human world, not to mention a Tier 7, even a Tier 6 expert would be enough to guardian a city.
It was unknown how much time it would take to cultivate, how many hardships and dangers it would have to go through.
But here, this person chose to end his own life after dispersing his cultivation.
How desperate must he be to make such a decision?
Just as Su Mo was thinking about this, Xue Qiaoqiao pointed at a jade pendant hanging from his waist and said,”
“Look, he also has a jade pendant.”
Seeing this, Chu Qingwu immediately reached out and picked it up.
Xue Qiaoqiao cried out in shock.
Chu Qingwu smiled and said,
“Don’t worry, this is just an ordinary message talisman.”
As she spoke, she injected origin power/energy into it.
In the next second, the message talisman lit up slightly and projected a large number of pale white words in the air.
That was the language used the Origin World. Only Chu Qingwu knew it.
Without hesitation, she explained to everyone on the spot,
“I’m Chen Shuo, the deputy head of Huaiyuan Palace of Imperial Immortal Palace of Beiming Sub-league of Myriad Dao Alliance.
By the time you read this letter, there should be no living person in Huaiyuan Palace.
All of this can be said to be a matter of course. After all, we are going to face an unprecedented demonic tribulation.
” Of course, it might be a little too much to say that we’re fighting. In fact, we’re studying how to resist the Mutation.
This was only the insignificant effect of the demonic tribulation.
As for the true natural disaster caused by the demonic tribulation, it’s far from what small fries like us can come into contact with.
In order to study how to resist the mutation, we raised a large number of spirit beast Blood-striped Deer as experimental subjects.
All the blood-traced deer were locked up in Lancang Beast Garden, doing experiments and testing at the same time.
However, no matter how many methods we use, once the blood-traced deer shows signs of mutation, we can’t save it.
Even if his eyes were only slightly cloudy at the beginning.
Or a strand of white hair growing on his leg.
Or perhaps he slept for an hour longer.
These unimaginable signs often meant that the mutation had already occurred.
And once the mutation occurred, it could not be stopped.
No matter if we cut off mutated limbs, remove contaminated spiritual energy, reconstruct our minds, or even completely isolate ourselves from an environment without spiritual energy.
The mutation in their bodies could not be stopped until it completely spread and turned them into monsters that had lost their minds.
The more we studied, the more despair we felt.
And in this despair, an even deeper despair arrived. Some of us began to mutate.
Originally, everyone was taking the Clear Spirit Pill specially refined by Medicine Master Tang to stabilize their minds.
But now, even the Clear Spirit Pill was unable to stop it.
Once the mutation was produced, it began to appear one after another.
Soon, a large number of people in the hall began to mutate.
Whether it was a servant at the bottom or a good fighter.
In the face of mutation, all living beings were equal.
According to our plan, we began to throw those patients with severe mutation into the dungeon.
Firstly, it was to prevent them from harming others.
Secondly, it was to use them for follow-up research.
However, before the research results could be produced, the dungeon was already about to be filled up.
In the end, they had to open up a few new dungeons.
However, as time passed, they were all filled up.
At this time, there was no need to open up a new dungeon.
Because the entire Lancang Mountain was almost empty.
We also stopped doing research.
He was just waiting for death on the mountain.
Alienation was everywhere, and it was useless no matter where they escaped to.
Rather than dying in a foreign land, it was better to die in the most familiar place.
Time is running out, and the rest of us have made up our minds to walk the final journey with dignity as humans.
At the same time, in order to prevent the dungeon from breaking one day, we began to continuously strengthen the sealed well and draw a large number of restrictions.
After doing all this, everyone began to live the life they wanted and do the things they wanted to do.
Medicine Master Tang, who had always refined pills for everyone, began to try refining weapons, which he was not good at at at all.
Vice Hall Master Liu, who had always been very harsh to his son, began to take the initiative to repair the relationship between father and son.
Hall Master Zhao, who had killed many people in his life and gave others the impression of being cold and heartless, began to chant scriptures for the deceased on the mountain.
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As for myself, I also got rid of my usual busyness and began to hide in the inner hall to sleep.
Ha, this is exactly what I wanted to do but never had the chance to do.
Since then, I’ve been in a half-asleep state.
He could vaguely tell that there were fewer and fewer people on the mountain.
On the last day, the chanting suddenly disappeared from the top of the mountain.
I know, it’s almost my turn.
On the last day of my life, I bathed and burned incense, shaved my hair and beard, and put on new clothes.
She tidied herself up neatly and cleanly.
Then, I’ll record all the cultivation techniques and secret techniques that I’m most proud of in this place.
Later generations, if you see it, you might as well take all these things.
Take it as a gift to witness my end.
If it can be carried forward, it would be great. It wouldn’t be a waste for me to come to this world.
True Lord Myriad Beasts, Chen Shuo, stay.”
