In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 643 The Value of Emotions

【I go. 】

[My handsome face...is no longer alive! ]

[I should have gone back earlier. Staying here is too insulting! ]

Looking at the lines of words displayed by Mudan, everyone felt a little bit of novelty in their hearts.

At this moment, they all knew what Wang Jixuan was going through through brain wave translation.

In order to protect the fairyland, Taoist Wang gave up the chance of direct survival, so as to avoid becoming the anchor of this monster ship returning to the fairyland.

This is actually quite touching.

After all, it is easy to die but difficult to survive. Wang Jixuan also went through complicated thinking and weighing before convincing himself to make this decision.

But now, the people around me want to know more...

What has Wang Jixuan become?

They are indeed very curious.

At this moment, on the ship of the end, on the boundary between nothingness and existence, Taoist Wang has successfully integrated into the world of these monsters.

……

'Damn it.'

Taoist Wang cursed silently in his heart and looked down at the face reflected in the pool.

His handsome face now has a horn on the left forehead, scales on the right forehead, a branch growing behind his left shoulder, a pair of asymmetrical fleshy wings on his back, and some not-so-sightly patterns all over his body.

It was just like his Tao came to life and became one with his body.

Taoist Wang raised his head and looked at the small house in front of him.

This is the residence assigned to him.

The whole residence looked small, and the vision was cut off by the distorted and complex lights on the periphery;
But in reality, it's infinite.

Because there is no clear concept of time and space at all.

This small house is where he lives here, and there are a few neighbors next door. As far as the eye can see, this is the territory of the remaining souls of the human race.

Even though they are like this now, they still maintain the distinction between humans and non-humans.

The hatred is so great.

Wang Jixuan lowered his head, sighed dejectedly, and then lay down weakly.

The area beneath him sometimes turned into sparkling water, sometimes into grass, sometimes into a gravel desert, or sometimes into a glazed palace, as if nothing was certain.

As he lay down, the area below him suddenly took shape. It turned into grass, and the grass began to spread in all directions.

Wang Jixuan thought blankly.

His mind became very empty. From the time of his death until now, a large amount of information had washed away his memory. Fortunately, his memory was strong enough so he did not lose himself.

He was thinking about some more ultimate questions.

Ascetics will think about where they came from and where they are going.

What Wang Jixuan is thinking about now is... whether the fairyland should continue to exist.

The universe is developing forward. The fairyland, real world and Xu world system that fortunately exists between the high-dimensional world and the three-dimensional material universe is actually just a product of the evolution of the universe. Its extinction is certain.

The present of the universe is brilliant and magnificent, and the future will be even more so.

Countless galaxies are constantly expanding in the boundless void, elliptical galaxies are expanding with each other, and the scale of time is constantly lengthened until everything is out of control. The expansion of time and space exceeds the efficiency of communication between galaxies, and the universe begins to gradually become quiet and head towards destruction.

It's like a ball of energy rising and falling in the void;

Where there is brilliance, there is extinction;

Where there are highs, there are lows.

What is precious is this process of rise and fall, and the civilizations and individuals that rise up during the rise and eventually escape from this final destruction.

Wang Jixuan was thinking quietly.

Compared to the remaining souls around him, he is special because he has two perspectives.

Mudan's mechanical civilization is inherited from the collective civilization route of Ina civilization, a certain ancient civilization. The ultimate development path is to leap into a higher dimension through collective ascension.

The immortal cultivation civilization that Wang Jixuan has been pursuing is naturally to try to use individual power to break through the dimensional barriers.

There is no inherent right or wrong, high or low between the two;

Wang Jixuan even felt that the fairyland was the destination of powerful individuals, and the ascension of collective civilization would inevitably come at the cost of annihilating most of the individual personality.

What do the life forms that exist in higher dimensions look like?
Wang Jixuan felt a bit of desire and fantasy in his heart.

Suddenly, Wang Jixuan heard some conversations... It was the residual souls around communicating. They seemed to have formed a network, or like a special life form with more than a hundred personalities in its body.

This reminded Wang Jixuan of a life form that he was very familiar with.

Blade beast, Garino.

They say:
“His ideas are so insightful.”

"Yeah, I didn't expect that he was so young and could think so thoroughly."

“His completion makes me feel more complete, which is great.”

Wang Jixuan: ...

No, they can sense their own thoughts?

As if in response to Wang Jixuan, laughter appeared on the side, and a gentle male voice sounded: "Of course, you have integrated into us."

The corners of Wang Jixuan's mouth twitched slightly.

He turned his head and saw a giant octopus in a gorgeous long dress, looking at him with a smile.

Hallucination?

No, the octopus's head is now the upper body of a woman, but from the abdomen it becomes the body of an octopus. And if you look closely, it is not an octopus.

In short, it is full of weirdness.

Wang Jixuan could feel its power.

Now that he was making a living here, he naturally did not dare to neglect the strong people here; after all, he could only move around this thatched hut, while the "big sister" in front of him could appear in his territory.

The gentle male voice continued, "Your thoughts are not very friendly, octopus? Is that an animal?"

Taoist Wang smiled awkwardly: "Hey, it's a soft-bodied creature in the sea, often worshipped as a god by ignorant fishermen."

"God?"

The man sighed softly.

It swam slowly to Wang Jixuan's side, slowly lowered its head, and exuded an emotion called sadness.

"Once upon a time, I was also a god, worshipped and loved by my people, and I helped them drive away diseases and prolong their lifespans."

It whispered:

“But somehow, one day I became hated by them. They pushed down my statue and tried to eat my flesh.

“But I didn’t do anything wrong, I just kept doing what I’ve been doing since time immemorial.

"It makes me sad."

Wang Jixuan blinked: "Maybe it's not that you are wrong, but that you are out of step with the times?"

It was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You are so wise that you can directly find the key to the problem."

Wang Jixuan smiled awkwardly, "There are probably only a few situations. Gods are overthrown because of tyranny and severe exploitation, or because they are unable to protect their own wealth and are coveted by those below them, or because they do not conform to the laws of the times. You are here, so you must be a Daluo Jinxian, and your aura is very gentle. The feeling here cannot deceive others. It must be the third one... We are integrated."

It laughed heartily, its laughter full of heartiness.

"It's nice talking to you. My name is Qi."

"My name is Wang Jixuan, but you can just call me Wang Zheng. Wang Zheng is the name my parents gave me."

Wang Jixuan sighed softly:

“Looking back now, I realize that my biggest regret in life was that I was not able to be there for my parents.

“At that time, I felt that cultivating immortality was the top priority.

"But now, I suddenly feel that what I pursued before was nothing more than an obsession. I set a goal for myself, and then used this goal to repeatedly whip myself, and gained happiness by gradually achieving this goal. "I would like to call it self-abuse."

It was stunned again and lowered its head to think.

The man with an octopus lower body and a beautiful woman upper body groaned for a few seconds: "So if you say so, isn't it self-torture for us to ask for anything?"

"That's not the case. I think it should be discussed in two parts."

"Two parts? Which two parts?"

The man paused, frowned and looked away.

Several strange figures came over.

They were surrounded by all kinds of distorted lights, and their spirits and Tao had largely merged. At this moment, Wang Jixuan's eyes became a little stunned.

"They want to talk to you, too," Mr. Octopus whispered. "I conveyed so much joy and a little surprise that they came over just by smelling the scent."

Taoist Wang was stunned.

He immediately thought of something.

In the higher-dimensional world they come into contact with, the currency is emotion.

mood?

Wang Jixuan didn’t understand, but he vaguely felt that if he could continue to express his emotions, such as joy, sadness, etc., then he might get some unpredictable feedback.

What's the point of doing this?
Wang Jixuan smiled awkwardly.

It would be too tiring if you had to consider the meaning of doing something before doing it.

He's all dead.

"Everyone, please come and sit down," Wang Jixuan patted the grass beside him.

This is his territory, and the appearance of this place was also conceived by him.

"We can chat about anything. While I still have a clear memory, I can share with you some interesting, funny, or stories you have never heard of."

These figures sat obediently aside.

Soon, more and more figures appeared, including beasts, birds, insects, and plants, but they were generally in line with the Tao and had basic human forms.

Wang Jixuan didn't expect this either.

The cultural heritage of Ina civilization and Earth civilization has become his most important wealth now.

They long to experience the emotions of ordinary people.

……

Next to Wang Jixuan's body.

A dozen figures were pacing back and forth, thinking hard.

One was muttering, "What should I do with my emotions?", while the other was thinking, "How can I communicate with Jixuan?"

Mudan's main consciousness was no longer here. She rushed back to the computing cluster and began to frantically calculate how to cut through the boundary between nothingness and existence and find the monster.

The two most leisurely people here are indeed Bai Gu and Feng Zheng.

Bai Gu looked like he knew everything but couldn't say anything.

Feng Zheng's situation was much simpler - here, his cultivation was not very high, and he did not know much. He could only do some things to improve his average appearance. There was no point in thinking so much.

[Making up stories doesn’t work very well, so I might as well share my own story. ]

These words popped up on Mudan's projector.

When everyone saw this, they didn't react and continued to think about how to help Wang Jixuan.

at the same time.

It is located in a large swamp near the border of the territory controlled by the Palace of Slaughter.

The frame of the Pala is parked here.

It floats in the middle of the lake, feeling the gentleness of the water spirit here, with half of its body facing the bottom of the water and the other half facing the sky.

Not far from Pola, in an isolated boat, Zhihui, who had dedicated everything to Pola, was undergoing a transformation.

Pola has decided to let Zhihui come back to life.

This was not a reward for Zhihui, but he wanted to observe Zhihui and see how she faced herself when she had no enemies, no obsessions, and only a head full of dirty memories.

That would certainly be interesting.

Several streams of light shot out, hovering above the water, and bowed their heads in salute.

"Your Highness!"

Cang Ze took two steps forward and reported quickly:
“My subordinates have found out! All the masters in the Slaughter God Palace have gathered together. The Thousand Worlds Alliance has used the characteristics of its own formation and has been moved to the side of the Sword God Palace formation by several Golden Immortals!
"We tried to stop it, but we couldn't break through the formation!"

Po Luo sighed softly: "The most critical variable has disappeared. They are struggling like this only because they are relying on the human race's previous accumulation and are putting up a fearless resistance."

Cang Ze asked: "My Lord, are we really going to attack the Slaughter God Palace next?"

"Don't be impatient for now. Wait and see what the Peony Mechanical Fleet does."

Bharata said leisurely:

"Only when this fleet withdraws from the edge of the fairyland can we make the next decision.

“If this threat is gone, the situation in the fairy world will naturally change.

"The enemy we need to face has been restored to this catastrophe."

Cang Ze was stunned.

What does it mean?
"Then Lord, we won't fight anymore?"

"Let's observe first," Bola said leisurely, "It's only a few decades, but it's just a snap of a finger. If we retain more of the power of living beings now, we will have a little more confidence in surviving the catastrophe."

Cang Ze smiled.

He immediately said, "Lord, be merciful. Now that we no longer have the super fleet to unite with the human race, there is really no need to rush to attack the human race."

Bola didn't say anything, just stared at the sky.

Bola said: "Once Wang Jixuan dies, Mudan will definitely destroy this world. The disaster brought by this quasi-supernatural life is something we cannot resist... I envy you so much."

envious?

"Peony, a mechanical spirit that was born by chance, has an extremely high upper limit."

Bharata whispered:
"Wang Jixuan was her creator and gave her some very rare qualities.

“She can go to the real real world, you know?

"Although your world is real, it is fleeting, and we will all become just a little light in the bubble of extinction..."

Cang Ze didn't know how to respond.

He just vaguely felt that there was something wrong with what the lord said.

It's just like some mortals who are so-called disillusioned with the world but actually suffered a great blow...

Bola said: "Go, tell them to be patient and wait for my orders, I will lead you to victory."

Cang Ze bowed his head and accepted the order.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly stopped and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The sky was cloudless and nothing changed, but Cang Ze always felt as if an eye was staring at him.

suddenly!

"what!"

Zhihui, lying on the lonely boat, opened her eyes, covered her neck with a pale face, and kept screaming.

Cang Ze thought that this was some sadistic game that the Lord wanted to play.

But when he looked up at Pola, he found that Pola also stood up from the water with a frown. Two faces and four eyes looked at Zhihui at the same time, with very solemn expressions.

"They're here."

(End of this chapter)