Chapter 493: Becoming a God!
"15 beds, remember to pay the fee."
"How much?"
"Probably more than 200."
“So expensive!”
"...the medicines are specially prescribed to be the cheapest, old man."
"But it's too expensive. Just kill me."
The chatter of quarrels continued.
It's really upsetting.
He frowned, opened his eyes, and woke up from his drowsiness.
The familiar smell of disinfectant.
Incandescent lamp.
Six-person room, ward.
...What's going on?
The old man in bed 15 opposite was blushing, his voice was getting louder and louder, and he was arguing with the nurse.
Their voices made people feel more and more depressed, and they couldn't think of anything at all.
"Stop arguing!"
He spoke.
The nurse and the old man looked over together.
The old man was wearing tattered clothes, his face was covered with weather-beaten wrinkles, his skin was dark, and the shoes in front of the hospital bed were full of mud and had holes in them.
The nurse looked angry and helpless.
It was late at night.
Outside the windowpane, another door had the words "Emergency" posted on it.
——This is the emergency room of the hospital?
What's going on.
My mind went blank.
Forget it, let’s deal with the matter at hand first.
Just 200 yuan.
"I'll pay for it," Shen Ye said to the nurse.
The nurse breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's good - by the way, you also owe money, remember to pay it."
After saying that, he quickly left the ward.
I also owe money?
Shen Ye was stunned, touched his body, and turned on his phone.
Balance: 2.5.
Wages won't be paid until tomorrow!
Yes.
Remembered.
I fainted while working overtime at work... A colleague must have sent me here.
Shen Ye opened his eyes and looked around.
Sure enough, there was a note on the table:
"The doctor said you have low blood sugar and have a good rest. The company doesn't need to worry about it, it's already yellow."
Is the company corrupt?
"——Young man, are you really going to pay me? Are you okay?"
The old man opposite asked anxiously.
"Well, take a rest and I'll talk to you later," Shen Ye said.
"Hahaha, okay, you are such a good person!" The old man looked Shen Ye up and down, observing his expression carefully.
Shen Ye ignored him and picked up the phone and dialed a number.
A colleague’s voice rang out from the microphone:
"Hey, Shen Ye, are you feeling better? Remember to pay the medical bills."
“Yes, the company has gone bankrupt, it’s just a coincidence——”
"No compensation."
"Why? Because the boss ran away."
"Now no one can get this month's salary..."
"Okay, keep in touch."
The phone hangs up.
Shen Ye felt a headache.
No wages will be paid tomorrow.
Damn it.
Do I need to open the "Lending Loan" again?
Wait——
Why do I say "again"?
A sharp pain exploded in his mind, so much so that he just sat up and fell back onto the bed with a "thud" sound.
There were only two people in the ward at this time.
As soon as Shen Ye fell down, the old man in bed 15 opposite saw him immediately.
The bitter and resentful expression on his face disappeared, he quietly got out of bed, closed the door to the ward, and then came to Shen Ye.
The old man seemed to have changed into a different person, with a sense of vicissitudes and majesty all over his body, and his voice became erratic:
"Think about it, think of everything you have in the void."
"If it's too late, it's too late!"
The old man suddenly looked towards the ceiling.
The incandescent light flickered.
There was a faint cold wind outside the window.
A black cat jumped on the window sill, its eyes fixed on Shen Ye on the hospital bed.
"Hmph."
The old man raised his hand and pointed, and a stream of white air rushed out of the window like an arrow.
The black cat nimbly avoided the white line, took a deep look at the old man, then jumped into the bushes and disappeared.
"Who is 伱?"
Shen Ye's voice sounded.
The old man didn't answer at first, and quickly walked to the window, looked out for a few times, and then stretched out his hand to make a magic seal.
Shen Ye felt something immediately.
——Sacrifice.
The other party is longing for him to hold a sacrificial ceremony!
"Are you the boss of the Seventeenth Level of Truth?"
Shen Ye wondered.
The old man laughed and said with relief: "It's me. I'm glad you can remember everything."
"By the way, thank you for always wanting to save me at that time - this is why Chaos Ship finally decided to go all out to save me."
Shen Ye stroked his forehead, endured the remaining pain in his head, and whispered:
"This is wrong, why would I return to the real world?"
"Could it be that the universe of destruction where the 'eternal brain' lives is the tomb of creation?"
The old man said: "What you are talking about is a secret that no one knows. If you can figure everything out now, I will protect the surroundings for you first."
"Is it dangerous here?" Shen Ye asked.
"You are in danger - at this moment, your soul has just returned to its original body, and there is a period of weakness -"
"It took me a lot of effort to understand that you come from the grave of creation."
The old man said.
"...Then you protect me, I want to know the truth now." Shen Ye said.
"Okay."
The old man closed the window and stretched out his hand again to perform a magic trick.
There was a slight vibration in the void.
Immediately afterwards.
The whole room fell into a special kind of silence.
Shen Ye calmed down, pressed his hand on the wall, and shouted:
"The door."
He directly set the obstacles to "prevent him from seeing Xiao Yurong", and then when the door opened, he could see her standing opposite.
A psychic door opens.
Opposite the door is the world where the Eternal Brain is!
As expected, Xiao Yurong stood among the ruins, looking like she was patrolling to check various damages.
She noticed the door immediately.
"Can I go to your place?"
Xiao Yurong asked.
When she spoke, she had already taken steps towards Shen Ye.
But no.
Although the door is open, only targets allowed by Shen Ye can pass through.
Xiao Yurong was blocked by a wall of nothingness.
"I have something to ask you - why do everything real appear when I go to your place? Can you simulate everything that happens when I go to work?"
Shen Ye said.
"Isn't this simple?" Xiao Yurong said.
She opened her arms, and densely packed and countless biochips emerged from the void behind her.
"I have brainwave thinking samples of trillions of humans. I can absorb your subtle expressions and some fragments of thoughts to continuously form a world where real and virtual alternate."
"Besides, you are a remnant."
"Your memories, I can make them come true immediately."
"I can fulfill your desire immediately."
Her voice became soft and seductive:
"Money, power, beauty - even eternal life, as long as you are willing to surrender to me, I will give you everything."
Bang!
The door closes.
Damn it!
It turns out that everything I came into contact with there was temporarily created by artificial intelligence on the spot through the interaction between simulation and reality.
But——
It is indeed the "real world" over there.
Aren’t you the “gatekeeper between nightmares and reality”?
"Boss, do you know why a world is called 'reality'?"
Shen Ye asked.
The old man coughed lightly and said: "Because in the void of truth, there is the 'Grave of Creation' - it is the burial place of everything, and even truth dies in it, so it is called reality."
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Shen Ye was stunned.
So you made a mistake?
"The gatekeeper of nightmares and reality"——
The void of truth is the "reality" within it.
As for the nightmare world, it is just a magical world derived from the Huntian Technique, and cannot match "reality" at all.
So what exactly is a nightmare?
"What kind of place does 'nightmare' represent?" Shen Ye asked again.
"Nightmare, nature is an endless space that is completely destroyed——"
"Everything about it has perished, and no living thing can exist anymore. It is a real 'nightmare' for all living beings."
The old man replied.
Shen Ye put his hand on his forehead and sighed, unable to speak for a long time.
This moment.
He even has the feeling that "good fortune plays tricks on people".
"What happened to the Tomb of Creation? You said I came from here?" he asked again.
The old man said: "The Tomb of Creation is a very ancient thing. If you ask anyone, you really can't get the answer."
"But I have lived long enough to have witnessed all this with my own eyes and know this."
"——Everything on the other side of the barrier was destroyed."
"Some of the remains of creation broke through the barrier and came to the void of truth, forming a tomb."
"The completely destroyed creation is buried in the grave. The remnants of the creation call themselves 'Earth'."
"By the way."
"On the other side of the barrier, it should be the nightmare era now." "——There is only destruction on that side, and there is absolutely no living thing."
Shen Ye fell into silence.
What a nightmare and reality.
So that’s what happened.
He suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look out the window.
I saw a black cat squatting on the railing outside the window, and a row of crows standing on the branches.
The cat and the crow both stared at him coldly.
The old man said loudly:
"Ignore these guys, they feel the breath of truth in your soul and want to kill you and absorb your power!"
The old man did another trick.
The void outside suddenly shook, and a thunderous sound erupted.
The crow flew away in panic.
The cat immediately ran away.
Bang.
The door to the ward opens.
The nurse walked in and said loudly: "What's the fuss about? Didn't we just agree? You go and pay the fee quickly."
Shen Ye and the old man looked at each other.
"I'll hand it over."
The old man gave him a reassuring look and hurriedly followed the nurse out of the ward.
Shen Ye was left lying on the hospital bed.
Is this the real world?
Still a little skeptical.
But——
Anyway, get some money on hand first.
The boss of the Seventeenth Level of Truth doesn't look like he's rich either.
Shen Ye picked up his mobile phone, downloaded "Lianjiebao", quickly filled out the form and submitted the loan application.
bite!
A message quickly popped up and appeared on the phone screen:
"Sorry, your credit rating is not enough to apply for a 1,000 yuan limit."
"You can try to apply for a 500 yuan quota."
Shen Ye was startled, then filled out the form and applied for a 500 yuan quota.
bite!
"Sorry, your credit rating is not enough to apply for a 500 yuan limit."
"You can try to apply for a 100 yuan quota."
That’s right now——
Sure enough, this is the real real world!
Shen Ye closed Jiebaibao and opened other various apps to check carefully.
In the game, my character is still there.
The news is still the same as it is today, exactly as it is in my memory.
The time is November 11th.
It also matches perfectly.
There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.
The door opens.
The old man came in with a bowl and put it on the cabinet:
"Eat this bowl of noodles and let's go back."
"It smells so good, chicken noodle soup?" Shen Ye asked.
"Yes - you have to eat quickly, this is very important." The old man said.
Shen Ye didn't ask any questions, picked up the chopsticks and picked out a noodle.
In the void.
Lines of small, dim characters quietly emerged:
"You are the master of the ultimate creation, the 'Multi-layered Universe'."
"You have the special power of 'eating'."
"When you 'eat', you will gradually grow in strength, allowing the power of your soul to gradually penetrate into this body."
"Currently eating: Chicken noodle soup."
"Your attributes have been slightly improved."
"Please note."
"Your soul has gone to the void of truth, but your body still remains in the grave of creation, so your body is still weak."
While Shen Ye was eating noodles, he glanced at his Dharma image.
Young Shen Ye and young Shen Ye are both in deep sleep.
Young Shen Ye is the body of a young man in a multi-layered universe.
Young Shen Ye is the body equipped by artificial intelligence for his soul in the eternal brain.
With my current strength——
There is no way to awaken these two bodies.
……interesting.
Now there are three me existing at the same time.
There are enough people to fight the landlords.
There is only one person left to play mahjong.
Looking above the Dharma image again, I saw a lotus platform, wrapped in layers of petals, in which Chatelet was sleeping.
"Unable to awaken, insufficient power, please replenish the source of truth for the 'multi-layered universe'."
Shen Ye looked at it for a while and then withdrew from the Dharma image.
"How can we replenish the source of truth?"
he asked as he ate.
"It's difficult!" said the old man.
"There must be a way." Shen Ye asked.
"I woke up many years before you, and now I can barely maintain some strength. If you want to activate the entire multi-layered universe, you need to find enough source of truth from this tomb."
"This source of power is hidden in some incomplete and destroyed truth creations."
The old man explained.
"There are also creations of truth on earth?" Shen Ye asked with interest.
"Of course, although this is a cemetery, it also leaves behind the remains and wreckage of those creations of truth. Even among you survivors, there are countless legends, such as——"
"Heaven."
"Also like the Garden of Eden, the Eighteen Hells, etc., too many creations were destroyed here and turned into tombs."
"The Classic of Mountains and Seas is also true, but those existences have also been destroyed."
The old man said.
Shen Ye finished eating the noodles and suddenly felt more strength in his body.
Glimmering small characters quietly emerged:
"All attributes +0.5."
Wave.
This body is different from the previous two, it is completely that of an ordinary person.
Adding 0.5 doesn't make a big difference.
——This is my real body!
Shen Ye said with emotion.
"That's almost it. I'm just here to pick you up. Let's go now."
The old man packed his things in a hurry.
"Okay - but I want to know how to obtain enough source power from those destroyed truth creations." Shen Ye followed and packed up his things.
"First, you have to wake them up."
"How to wake up?"
The two of them walked outside together.
There was no one in the corridor at this time, and they quickly walked through the doctor's rest room, consulting room, and emergency room, and arrived outside the hospital.
The street lights emitted a dim light, reflecting the private cars whizzing away on the road.
The old man reached out to stop the taxi and said without looking back:
"For example, in the Garden of Eden, you have to awaken at least twelve angels before you can awaken its remaining power."
"Twelve angels! Where can I find them?" Shen Ye stared.
"At least twelve people must be raised to a certain level of strength - this is indeed difficult, so you can change your mind and choose other truth creations." The old man said.
"Wait a minute - choosing other truth creations also requires corresponding gods?"
"Yes."
"Where can I find such a god?" Shen Ye asked.
"God is made of humans. Even in a multi-layered universe, the number of humans is very rare."
"Châtelet told me a secret before he fell asleep. Let me tell you -"
The old man couldn't get a taxi, so he led him towards the bus stop and said in a low voice:
"Actually, many human beings in the multi-layered universe are soul bodies she selected from the tomb of creation."
"These outstanding souls dream in the multi-layered universe at night, and when they wake up during the day, they return here to continue their lives."
"Of course, these humans don't know."
"Their power is suppressed, restricted, and imprisoned, and they cannot increase too quickly or too much. This is to avoid unnecessary trouble."
"But before falling asleep, Châtelet had untied this restriction."
"——If you take these people to improve their strength, you can awaken their void memories and even use them to become gods."
"If you seal enough ten halls of Yama for hell, then hell will wake up and you can draw on its power."
"If you seal enough Sanqing, Siyu, Wulao, Liusi, Qiyuan, Baji, Jiuyao, and Shidu for the Heavenly Palace, you can also awaken the remaining power of the Heavenly Palace."
"But first you have to find the right person!"
The old man finished speaking.
Shen Ye thought for a while and sighed:
"But I don't know who can be awakened."
"Yes, this is quite troublesome," the old man agreed: "In the vast sea of people, trying to find those outstanding souls in the multi-layered universe is indeed like finding a needle in a haystack."
Both fell into silence.
This time.
The bus is coming.
"Bus 710... is not the one we want to take. Wait a minute." The old man said.
"Okay." Shen Ye said.
Perhaps this city is about to hold a film festival, and the entire bus body is reflected with an advertisement for a movie star.
Shen Ye glanced at the advertisement on the car for a few times and was about to continue chatting with the old man when he suddenly closed his mouth.
In the dark night.
Two lines of small, shimmering words jumped out and appeared next to the portrait advertisement.
Shen Ye was stunned.
He took a few steps back and stared at the actor carefully for a while.
yes.
It really looks similar!
It can even be said that he is the youth version of that person!
"What are you watching? Do you know this actor? I have watched a few of his movies - there are many entertainment methods in this world."
The old man chatted casually.
"No... I think we have found a suitable partner." Shen Ye said.
"He? He's just an actor." The old man said in surprise.
"But his soul has traveled to multiple universes." Shen Ye said.
"Can it be cultivated?" The old man became excited.
"It's absolutely possible, and it should be easy to revive the memory." Shen Ye said.
Those two lines of small luminous characters still appear in the void, showing the secret interpretation of the actor:
"Discovering the human soul in the multi-layered universe:"
"Nangong Sirui."
(End of chapter)