socalfunplaces Chapter 283 is over, Shenyou has gone mad.
Chapter 283 is over, Shenyou has gone mad.
Chapter 283 is over, Shenyou has gone mad.
Babata said calmly, "Your idea is good, but once your soul leaves your body, your sea of consciousness will completely collapse. At that time, you will only be able to possess another body, and your original body will be completely ruined."
"So you can still only enter another body through a part of your consciousness, but in that case, it's better to put all your consciousness into the virtual universe," Shenyou frowned and said, "Babata, you've played games with me before. Virtual games are said to be 100% simulation, but I can feel very obvious..."
Nothing can compare to reality, especially life experiences!
Babata agreed, saying, "If games could truly rival reality, countless people would use them to temper their character."
The moment a person's soul enters the virtual universe, no matter how much they try to block out memories, their subconscious mind already perceives it as unreal.
Unreal.
"Alright, stop overthinking it. Let's take it slow. I think your approach using robots is quite good. There are robots in the universe that perfectly mimic the human body. You can put all your consciousness into them and give it a try."
"This can also provide Zhou Ze with some reference experience."
"Okay!" Shenyou nodded.
On Earth, in a corner of Kyoto, a newborn baby is wrapped in a piece of cloth and placed there.
The baby's cries immediately attracted a crowd, and several people called the police. However, the origin of the baby could not be found, and the baby was eventually sent to an orphanage.
When the baby was four years old, he was chosen by a middle-aged couple who came to adopt him and was named Wang Hao.
Wang Hao displayed amazing comprehension from a young age, but he had no interest in cultivation whatsoever.
He built a small nuclear reactor at the age of ten and graduated from high school at the age of fourteen, where he was admitted to a top university.
At the age of twenty, he met the woman he loved, Luo Rui. However, the Luo family was one of the most powerful and influential families on Earth, and they strongly opposed his relationship with someone like Wang Hao, who had extremely poor cultivation aptitude and came from an ordinary family.
At the age of twenty, Wang Hao turned his attention to martial arts, experiencing countless life-and-death situations, yet he still couldn't break through to the seventh level of the apprentice realm.
Faced with reality, Wang Hao turned to other avenues, such as scientific research, which he excelled in. Wang Hao's talent in scientific research was indeed extraordinary. In just a few years, without the support of technology, he independently developed a number of achievements.
At the age of thirty, he learned by chance that Luo Rui had gone missing while training on another planet. This made him ask people to search for her at all costs. Finally, he found Luo Rui, who had lost both legs and was on the verge of death.
The following year, despite her parents' objections and even their family's threat of using the Water of Life, Luo Rui still married Wang Hao. The two had a happy marriage, but they never had a child of their own.
At the age of forty, Wang Hao obtained the Water of Life for Luo Rui, allowing her to regain the ability to pursue martial arts. Wang Hao has always supported his wife's desire for martial arts.
At sixty, his wife Luo Rui broke through to the planetary level, while Wang Hao was still just an ordinary person at the warrior level.
The year his wife Luo Rui broke through to the next level, she found Wang Hao a heart of grass and wood, which enabled Wang Hao to break through to the seventh level of apprentice.
Even so, Wang Hao's cultivation aptitude was still extremely poor. Even though Luo Rui spared no effort to delay her own cultivation and found all sorts of rare and precious materials for him, her abilities were ultimately limited, and Wang Hao was unable to break through to the planetary level.
When Wang Hao turned 100, his adoptive parents grew old and eventually succumbed to the passage of time, passing away in the same year. This year dealt Wang Hao an unimaginable blow.
Human life is ultimately finite; even a martial artist at the ninth level of apprenticeship has a lifespan of only about two hundred years.
At the end of his life, Wang Hao had a head of white hair, his skin was covered with wrinkles, and he walked with a trembling gait. But his wife, Luo Rui, looked like a young woman in her twenties, with no change in appearance or figure.
On his deathbed, Wang Hao's aged hand was held by his wife, Luo Rui. Looking at his wife's face full of reluctance, he smiled slightly and said:
"My biggest regret in this life is not having our child. Although you always say it's because you broke through to the planetary level, I know it's because of my health."
"Silly girl, what's there to regret? The thing I regret least in my life is being with you—"
"If there is an afterlife, I will always wait for you to come find me!"
Luo Rui wanted to nuzzle Wang Hao's head, but Wang Hao deliberately avoided her because he was worried that his wife would dislike the smell of old people on him.
After all, she is still as young as she was a hundred years ago.
Having been together for so long, the two understood each other perfectly. How could she not understand Wang Hao's concerns? But she insisted on resting her cheek on Wang Hao's shoulder, inhaling the scent of age and decay, which brought her immense peace of mind.
No matter how reluctant you are to let go, it's all in vain when life comes to an end.
The eight sufferings of life are birth, old age, sickness, death, not getting what you want, being with those you hate, being separated from those you love, and the five aggregates.
Wang Hao's life was not perfect, but it was complete.
As her husband's breath grew weaker and his body completely lost its vitality, Luo Rui's face was still filled with warmth, as if her husband had not left her.
But gradually, her husband stopped responding to her every move, which made her increasingly fearful and lonely, and she felt an indescribable sadness.
Although she knew this day would come, she still found it hard to face.
She held her husband's limp body, preventing him from falling, her eyes becoming somewhat vacant—
outer space.
Inside a stealthy spaceship, unnoticed by anyone, a figure who had been sleeping suddenly sat up in a cabin. This person was none other than Shenyou.
"Hoo hoo~~"
He was panting heavily, sweat pouring down his body, and his mind was a complete mess.
Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?
"Little Shenyou, you're awake?" Babata looked at Shenyou, whose condition was extremely strange, and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"
"Are you Babata?" Shenyou frowned.
With Babata's appearance, it was like a fuse, and countless memories were crashing through Shenyou's mind. Even with his planetary-level cultivation, he felt a spasm in his brain.
His mind raced through a series of memories, from his experiences on the Spirit Continent to his first "reincarnation," and then to the unforgettable second "reincarnation"—
Shenyou closed his eyes, tears silently streaming down his face, his heart aching.
At that moment, he felt that trembling soul, and that ethereal mental power!
But this did not excite him at all; instead, it made him feel extremely empty. His eyes were lifeless, and he felt that even breathing was difficult.
I was a little stunned for a moment.
If there is an afterlife, I will always wait for you to come find me!
The phrase involuntarily surfaced in Shenyou's mind, and he subconsciously muttered to himself:
"Rui'er, Rui'er—"
"Ha ha ha ha--""
God blesses her with tears of joy!
Babata's face turned deathly pale. It's over, Divine Blessing has gone mad—