Soul of Burning Steel

How does death feel?

Even in the entire multiverse, there are not many people who can verbally express this feeling, because the undead with self-consciousness actually only changed their own life form when the body died, and there was no real'death'. The deceased who has really died and revived is not the person who died at all, so it is not the person who died. The resurrection of the dead is even rarer. That requires extremely powerful, at least legendary, powerful assistance. There is a certain chance that it can be done.

But Wuming is today, fortunate enough to be a rare "resurrection from the dead" in the entire multiverse.

The feeling of death, in fact, was nothing. When the unknown maintenance worker lifted the furnace ray blaster to destroy his brain in desperate calm, he died simply and neatly, and in the seventy-third after his death. In seconds, his hesitating soul also began to gradually decompose in the atmosphere, just like his corpse that should have been decomposed by various microbes in a few days.

He has been accepted by death. At the moment when his soul is completely broken, the unknown mechanic is completely dead. However, even death is not absolute in this multiverse. Everything is possible, as long as the strength is strong enough, whether it is death. Or fate will be stepped underfoot.

As it is now, the shattered soul wandering in the soul deep reunites under the silver light, he condenses into one, and then returns to the body—the unknown mechanic opened his eyes in a trance, and what he saw was strange ceiling.

"you're awake?"

He heard a calm and low male voice: "It seems that I have repaired it well, and you are fully resurrected."

who is it?

The unknown mechanic instinctively wanted to ask questions, but because he hadn't communicated with people for many years, and his current body had changed from the previous one, he did not speak smoothly, but coughed a few times.

By the way, body! When he noticed that his body was different from before, the unknown mechanic immediately realized that his current body was very different from before. Simply put, it was a lot younger... No, it was directly reversed to when he was a teenager or a teenager. !

"It's a bit too young to accidentally use too much force."

The calm male voice continued, his tone seemed to describe a small mistake in an experiment, with a hint of annoyance: "Moreover, the body structure of the Siberian is not suitable for the Mycrof world, so I make my own claim and change it for you. A set of respiratory and circulatory organs."

Until this time, with a blank face, the unknown mechanic who had just escaped from death had the leeway to raise his head, look in the direction of the sound, and look at the surrounding environment by the way.

He saw that he was lying on a white flat surface similar to the repair desk of the repair shop. A silver beam of light fell from the sky, covering him and the entire operating table. In fact, the entire repair desk was floating in the air. Did not touch the ground.

The surrounding environment is clean and tidy. It is by no means the repair shop where he committed suicide. The walls on all sides are silver and seem to be all forged from metal. The unknown craftsman can vaguely see the magical light flowing on these metal walls, and every time it is vaguely The blue light flashes, all the dust in the surrounding air is absorbed, and there is no trace of residue.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. The unknown mechanic let out a sigh of relief. He shook his head in a daze, then focused his eyes on the existence standing right in front of him.

It was a man dressed in a white robe, but he was so tall that he couldn't hide it even with loose medical clothing. An ordinary person would wear a white coat that would appear to be large and elegant, giving him the illusion of a vest. And the opponent's face with strong lines revealed a nearly tangible and qualitative majesty, almost causing the unknown mechanic who had just started to lie back.

In fact, he really lay down again, but Wuming quickly sat up straight again. He even jumped off the operating table, which was still floating in mid-air, and stood upright with it.

"…I'm dead."

After barely able to stand firmly without relying on the operating table, the unknown mechanic was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "I remember very clearly, I burned my brain with furnace rays... According to medical knowledge, I will definitely die, but you saved me. ."

He looked around the operating table, the empty space was clean and tidy, and there were no other debris, and then he bowed deeply to Joshua, "Such kindness, nothing in return."

The first thing this reborn man with a young body does is to stand up straight after he wakes up. Although Wuming can’t figure out his current situation, he can still understand why he can continue to talk. From what the man said, it was the other person who saved him, so the first thing he must do is to thank him sincerely.

"It's just a normal return, don't care too much."

On the other side, Joshua, who was taking off her white lab coat, shook her head: "After all, I used your physical action for a while when I was in the world of Siberia. The resurrection of you is just to prove your strength. Simple exchange, this is something I promised, even if you died at that time."

Speaking of this, the unknown mechanic was a bit unable to understand, and fell into a daze-he actually didn't understand the words of the world of Siberia from the beginning, nor did he understand why he could become so young after he was resurrected, just say a word To be honest, he didn't even know who Joshua was, he just knew that the other party was not a soul puppet, he seemed to have a will, and he should be one of the people who had always been fighting against the soul puppet.

The unknown mechanic doesn't even know what's going on right now. He has never even communicated with human beings. What he said just now is just a retelling of the knowledge learned in the book, instinctive usefulness.

And Qiao Xiuya also understood this, so he waved his hand, made a chair in a silver flash, and then sent it under the other party, beckoning the other party to sit down. Afterwards, he calmly said: "Think about it, I have put everything in your mind."

Hearing this sentence, the unknown mechanic subconsciously recalled.

Then he knew what had happened...everything, about the history of more than a thousand years in the Siberian world, the lament of civilization, the war of betrayal and despair, and the end of those who gaze at the past and stop standing... The information surged directly into his mind.

So the unknown mechanic fainted again.

"...Well, forget that normal people have an upper limit on their ability to receive information."

Standing in front of the silver beam of light, Joshua, who was about to ask how the unknown artisan would feel when he was resurrected, couldn't help but pat his forehead after seeing this scene, and said helplessly: "It seems that if you use the power of steel to instill too much information, it bursts out. , Ordinary people can't bear it... However, if it is to deal with an enemy and use the power of steel to output information crazily at the moment of contact, it may also hinder the other party's normal thinking, which can be regarded as a means of attack."

Thinking of this, the soldier couldn't help being a little eager to try. He put the unnamed mechanic back on the operating table and let the opponent lie flat on the table. But soon, he frowned again: "No, in this case, wouldn't it be the same as the Cthulhu's message impact?"

The reason why the Cthulhu makes people fall into madness when confronted or touched is precisely because of the conductivity of the information, even as long as someone mentions the Cthulhu’s real name, such as the Famine God and its dependent'Yor Damas', It will cause the other party's information to be transmitted from the other side of the distant star sea, frantically spreading a large amount of useless erosion information, resulting in a decrease in the sanity of the contact. And Joshua’s ability is inferior, because the information transmitted by Cthulhu is actually not worthless. There may be some pieces of knowledge remaining when the other world perishes, and if Joshua wants to use this By means of attack, all the dumped information is definitely spam.

"...Joshua, is it really okay for you to resurrect him directly like this?"

And while the warrior was still thinking about the magical use of his steel power, Qingling's voice sounded. After half a second, as the magic power condensed, the worried projection of No. 3 appeared on Qiao Xiuya's side: "After all, he is People in the Siboa world, knowing that his mother world has been completely recast under the control of the steel python, he will definitely not be well?"

"That's better than dead, number 3."

Joshua didn’t care about this: "This nameless gentleman chose to die because of despair and to resist the exploitation of the soul puppet—and now, the Siboa world is reborn, and the rule of the soul puppet disappears. Even Fatrolvi was killed by me, he has no reason to die."

"No matter how bad the situation is, it can't be worse than before. What's more, if he doesn't want to return to the Siberian world, I can hire him to work for us, right."

No. 3 did not try to refute Joshua's words, because everyone has been resurrected, and it doesn't make any sense to say more. She just took a deep look at the body of the unknown artisan, and she could see the radiance of the soul surging in the opponent's body.

"Unexpectedly, you have actually reached the point where you can repair your soul...Plus you can create a vigorous body at will, this is basically unlimited resurrection."

The artificial intelligence whispered: "This is...a realm that God can't touch either."

When he said these words, there was a gleam of light on No. 3's forehead. This light formed a pair of wings-like marks, which were the holy emblem of the **** of the sky, Ge. No. 3's words are not at all false, she really did not find any knowledge about this from the inheritance of the Sky God.

"No matter who dies, as long as there is still a soul left, you can forge a new body for them, then put the soul back and re-enter the memory personality... No one has heard of this simple method of resurrection."

"It's not easy."

Regarding No. 3’s emotions, Joshua shook his head seriously and criticized the other’s optimistic view: “The soul of the first deceased must be complete and strong enough to record all of his personality and memories—this has most of it. People who don’t meet the conditions can only be resurrected by this technique if the soul is strong enough and the will is firm enough."

"For those who have not reached the extreme meaning of the soul, and have not reached the extreme level of strength, the soul’s self collapses in between 30 seconds and 7 minutes, which means that even the strongest of the gold ranks seven minutes after death. If the inner self is not around and no soul is collected, then it is considered to be completely dead. I am not like some **** that can be resurrected. I can use the magic to collect broken soul fragments, and then resurrect, after a certain period of time , When the fragments of memory begin to fall into the circle of souls, even if I resurrect a person with the remaining soul, that person’s memory will be incomplete."

"Being able to'resurrect the dead' means that you have broken through the boundary between death and life and mastered the fundamental authority. It can even be said that you are already on the road to eternity... You are already strong enough, so don't be so demanding. Up."

No. 3 frowned. She didn't like Joshua's too sensible thinking mode. She floated beside the warrior, and said with some dissatisfaction: "And you spent almost a week, it can never be just In order to resurrect a person? What have you done in such a long period of time, you have finally returned to your territory, but stayed in the dust-free laboratory on the side of Winterhold every day, and Hei ran out again yesterday to bring Xiaoguang played the goblin card with those dwarves, and you don’t care about it..."

No. 3 talked about a lot of things, as if complaining, and Joshua listened quietly... She really needed to vent, because it started when the soldier returned to Moldavia on January 5, 838. Until now, on the afternoon of January 11th, Joshua spent most of his time doing some strange experiments in the dust-free laboratory on the second floor of Winterhold College. The revival of unknown mechanics was just one of his many jobs. Obviously Not the result he has sought for so long.

And Qiao Xiuya did not just resurrect the unknown mechanic, so he closed for such a long time.

After No. 3’s complaint was over, the soldier grabbed the hand of the artificial intelligence lady, motioned to the other person to raise his head, and looked at the silver beam of light covering the unknown mechanic and the operating table. No. 3 didn’t know why the machine suddenly went down for a moment. After a while, he raised his head and looked at the road carefully, and it seemed that there was no special brilliance of the power of steel.

"It seems... it's nothing extraordinary?"

For a while, No. 3 did not see any clues, but soon she found something wrong: "No, this beam of light is entirely composed of your steel power... This is not light at all! This is just a patch of flooding. The energy pool of the power of steel! It is in the light by itself, causing it to look like a beam of light!"

"That's pretty good."

Seeing No. 3 Xun’s perception was wrong, Joshua smiled and slapped his palms. He looked at the'Power of Steel Energy Pool' that he had spent almost a week creating, and said proudly: "I was indeed I just wanted to resurrect an unknown mechanic, but then I thought, since it is so simple for me to create and repair a complete body, why can't I come up with a system that can automatically repair the human body?"

As he said, Joshua raised his hand and drew a light curtain in mid-air, and pictures and images appeared in the light curtain. Most of them were about adventurers and soldiers suffering severe injuries from damaged limbs. It had to be amputated, and even the painful information was ended by the companion. The soldier showed the information to No. 3, and then calmly said in the other's thoughtful eyes: "For me, repairing a person's limbs only takes a little bit more than that. With little energy to breathe, resurrecting a person is just a troublesome condition. If everything meets the requirements, it is just a matter of effort."

"But the vast majority of ordinary people are different. They don't have my power. Even if they have a magical technique that can regenerate their limbs, it is estimated that they can't afford the price of treatment."

No. 3 blinked, and said inexplicably, "So... you created this steel power energy pool?" Then, she raised her head, glanced at the silver beam of light, and then said rather uncertainly: "I can probably understand its role. It should be to repair all the injuries on the opponent according to the situation of the entrant. The broken limb is one of them-wait, do you plan to popularize this stuff?"

Thinking of this, No. 3 couldn't help being taken aback. She flew around Joshua several times, and then shook her head in a panic: "Hey, don't you be so kind. The Force of Steel is also for you. Very importantly, if you create too many energy pools of this kind, it is tantamount to diminishing your reserves of steel power! At that time, if you encounter a powerful enemy of the same level as Fatlolvi that you said before, then this will weaken It's deadly!"

"Although I am kind, I am not so virgin."

Joshua expressed dissatisfaction with No. 3’s kind-hearted view of what he thought. He smiled and shook his head, then stared at the silver beam of light in front of him and said: "This thing, I plan to ask him to'repair the beam of light', every few cities. Just place one. Anyone in need can use it to repair the injuries they have accumulated-of course, they have to pay a price, gold and silver, strange objects, collected classics or other treasured resources, my strength of steel The condensate has its own computational thinking ability. They are actually part of me, so you can judge what the other party should pay based on the injury."

"No one can get something for nothing and get treatment for nothing, because every repair beam can directly connect with me, and whoever wants to destroy will suffer my instinctive counterattack."

"But...what good is this for you?"

This name is so vulgar. No. 3 despised the soldier’s naming ability in her heart, but she couldn’t think of a good name, so she didn’t express any opinion. After listening to it, No. 3 nodded faintly, she understood Qiao Xiu. Ya meant that she knew that the other party didn't intend to use her own strength to take care of the general public, but even so, she didn't see that this matter was good for Joshua.

For this point, No. 3 even values ​​it more than the soldier herself. Thinking of this, she immediately wrinkled her slender eyebrows, turned her head a little angry and said to Joshua: "To put it bluntly, it's only you who are paying!"

"How is it possible, I have a big advantage."

Seeing that No. 3 cares about his own interests so much, Joshua will naturally not be angry. He patted No. 3's head on his side, and chuckled: "Think about it. I will repair their injuries. It is nothing more than consuming some energy. Material, remodeling or repairing some limbs and injuries, and this kind of thing is everywhere. But the price the healer has to pay must be far greater than what I paid, and they may even think that I am charging too cheap. "

"In this way, it is equivalent to having countless people collecting all kinds of cherished resources for me at the same time, making me stronger. This is faster than going out to another world from time to time and looking for one or two energy-poor dead worlds to swallow mud. Many, the most important thing is that creating this kind of repaired beam is just easy for me, and it can help the public, and it is beneficial to both parties. Why not do it?"

"For those doctors and clergy, it's not good news."

No. 3 touched her head, curled her lips and said, "They have lost a lot of money."

"Only when they can't solve the injury, they will come to me." Joshua didn't care about it. He had considered this matter a long time ago: "After all, my price is not low. I can still use this thing with Winter Fort is connected with the contribution system of the Foreign Exploration Department, allowing them to exchange credits and contribution points for treatment opportunities. Seriously, I think my contribution system can completely replace cash. Unfortunately, Israel has never supported it. Said that at least the information terminal must be popularized to do so."

"By the way, maybe the external exploration team can carry a repair beam with them, so as to minimize the risk of exploring the alien world."

"Oh, you think it's so perfect, then I have nothing to say..." Earnestly listened to every word that Joshua said. No. 3 blinked and couldn't find any loopholes, so she was in After sighing, she hugged her knees and slowly floated towards the gate of the laboratory. While floating, she solemnly reminded: "Remember to go back to the Lord's Mansion for dinner, and never come back..."

"You are going to be angry—I know, I will go back."

Joshua watched No. 3 leave the laboratory. Then, he turned his head again and looked at the ‘repairing beam’ in front of him. The warrior’s eyes flashed with uncertain light.

In fact, apart from what Chu and No. 3 said, he had a bigger plan, but he didn't tell Miss Artificial Intelligence.

That is, he does not intend to promote this thing only in the world of Mycroft.

The world of Karlis, the world of Ilgna, the world of Chronos, the world of Siberia... In addition to these small worlds, and even the worlds that are not yet connected, there is the real highlight, the world of Xinghai.

If it's just the Northland, UU read www.uukanshu. Com is only a part of the Northern Empire, so no matter how much it spreads to repair the beam of light, there is no way to gain too much, but if it is the entire Mycroft world, then the daily income alone is very considerable, not to mention the plural worlds, as long as time Longer, then Joshua’s accumulated strength in various places will reach an astronomical figure. In comparison, the strength of steel he has given is only a fraction of a fraction.

In the atrium civilization of Xinghai World, he is a true **** with a godly reputation, and repairing the beam of light will definitely be regarded as a real miracle, and the so-called price is nothing more than a sacrifice, and the atrium people will be willing to pay. If the atrium people encounter other civilizations, they can also spread the beam of light. In this way, perhaps the benefits of a star sea world will be much more than the sum of other small worlds.

This efficiency is definitely much faster than spending a lot of energy wandering in the incomparably desolate void, searching for matter that can be collected. After all, not every void realm has the energy density of the void maelstrom, and it is impossible for him. Staying next to the Void Maelstrom to extract energy.

"In this way, as long as I regularly recover these accumulated powers, I can quickly accumulate enough high-energy substances to make the world more shape."

In the dust-free laboratory, Joshua clenched his right fist. He stared at his absolutely firm, absolutely smooth fist, surpassing all material things in the world, and whispered to himself: "Moreover, the power of steel is mine. The carrier of information, it is a part of me and my soul. Every repairing beam has a trace of my will... If I spread them in different worlds, it is equivalent to being in several different worlds at the same time."

What are the consequences of this peculiar way of existence?

Joshua didn't know.

But he was looking forward to it.

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