American comic book: After mastering resurrection, I became incredibly popular.

He placed the beetle alone on the coffee table and covered it with his hands.

This time, the moment the deathrattle was activated, instead of the fragments that lasted only a few seconds as before, a continuous image lasting half a minute appeared in his mind.

The beetle was born in a drainpipe on the exterior wall of the hotel. During its larval stage, it survived by feeding on the moss and mold on the inner wall of the pipe. It spent two whole months in the drainpipe in complete darkness, crawling, eating, excreting, and hibernating in the same narrow space every day.

Once it had finally grown a hard exoskeleton and wings, it couldn't wait to climb out of the drainpipe and spread its elytra in the sunlight.

It flew over the hotel's exterior walls, over the streets, over the Gotham River, and over to the botanical garden on the other side of the city.

There, it found food, water, and a giant oak tree. It left pheromones on the oak's bark, attracting several female beetles of the same species.

Then, it mates, lays eggs, and watches its offspring burrow into the humus at the bottom of the oak tree.

After that, it decided to fly back to its birthplace to take a look.

It flew over rivers, over streets, over steel buildings taller than trees, and circled around the light strips on the hotel's exterior wall.

As a result, it crashed into the glass window.

In the instant its body broke, it had only one thought:

The moss on that tree smelled different from the one in the drainpipe.

[Experience points +20]

Current experience points: 220/400

Wang Baixi stopped talking.

He began to understand why the protagonists in those cultivation novels would often go into seclusion for decades. When you come into contact with enough diverse and numerous lives, you can genuinely gain some inexplicable insights into life.

For example, right now, he suddenly feels that there is no difference between humans and beetles.

We are all born in a narrow tube, live in a larger tube, and die for various reasons. The only difference is that the human tube is wider, so wide that you think you are living in infinity.

"I should go talk to a therapist," Wang Baixi told himself.

Then, he swept the beetle's carcass into the trash can as well.

On his fourth trip to the balcony, he took out a small metal bucket filled with ice and swept all the dead insects from the cracks in the windowsill into it. This time, he collected at least two hundred dead insects of various kinds, enough for him to max out the rest of his experience points.

[Experience points +1]

[Experience points +1]

[Experience points +1]

……

Current experience points: 300/400

Current experience points: 350/400

Current experience points: 399/400

Wang Baixi stared at the number, his fingers rummaging through the iron bucket for a long time but he couldn't find the next corpse.

He looked down into the bucket; it was empty. The corpses of more than two hundred insects had turned into a pile of grayish-white powder, which he had squeezed until there was not a trace left.

I'm just a little bit of experience points away from leveling up.

He no longer has any corpses in his possession.

At that moment, he missed his insect brothers, all of whom were loyal and affectionate.

Wang Baixi stood up and circled the room twice, his eyes scanning every corner where insect carcasses might be hiding. There were none under the bed, none behind the wardrobe, and only dust in the air conditioner vent. The Wayne Hotel's hygiene standards were utterly appalling; not even a single naturally deceased insect could be found.

After standing in the center of the room and thinking for about ten seconds, he made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.

Wang Baixi walked to the kitchen area, picked up a glass, turned on the tap to rinse the glass clean, then squatted down in the corner, placed the glass upside down on the ground, and aligned the rim of the glass with the gap in the wall.

He was waiting for a live cockroach to crawl out.

After waiting for about five minutes, a shiny German cockroach poked out two antennae from the crack in the wall, tentatively waved them, and after confirming there was no danger, crawled out its entire body. It moved quickly, its six legs moving along the baseboard towards the kitchen.

"Help me break through!"

Wang Baixi slammed the cup down as it passed by.

The cockroach was trapped inside the glass and spun around frantically, but all its efforts were in vain.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoqiang, this is a necessary sacrifice." Wang Baixi said this to the cockroach in the cup, then put the cockroach on the coffee table and smashed it down with a hotel service guide.

Finally, a faint cracking sound came from under the spine of the book.

[Experience points +1]

Current experience points: 400/400

[Host has been upgraded]

[Maximum Mana +5!]

[Replenishing host's mana]

[Unlocked Mana Regeneration Feature: Restores 1 mana point every 6 hours]

[Level: 2]

[Skills: Deathrattle, Resurrection (LV.1)]

[Gained new skill: Instant Recovery]

【Skill Name: Instant Recovery】

[Level: This skill cannot be upgraded]

[Skill Description: Can resurrect non-human creatures (excluding human subspecies/magical creatures) that died within the last three hours. The resurrected object must be an individual that the host has a specific memory of.]

Cooldown time: None

[Single resurrection cost: 0.5 mana]

Current mana: 35/35

Wang Baixi stared at the skill description for a full twenty seconds.

Revive non-human creatures that died within the last three hours, with no cooldown and only requiring 0.5 mana!

Wait, doesn't this mean he can repeatedly farm experience points with the same bug?

Because if he revives the bug within three hours of its death, it can die again, he can hear its death cries again, and gain experience points again.

The cockroach he just smashed had been dead for less than a minute!

"Plan is in place!"

After thinking it over, Wang Baixi immediately opened the hotel service guide. The cockroach's corpse was flat and stuck to the coffee table, and its bodily fluids left a small, translucent stain on the glass surface.

He activated the instant resurrection on the cockroach.

"Rise, my little cockroach!"

Then, a miracle happened: the cockroach's corpse underwent a visible change on the coffee table.

The semi-transparent fluid was drawn back into the body, the broken tentacles grew back, and the flat abdomen swelled back to its original shape...

Finally, the cockroach rolled over, its antennae twitched twice, and it began to sprint along the coffee table surface.

Wang Baixi slapped it when it had run half a meter away.

"Where are you going to run to?"

The cockroach is dead again.

[Deathrattle triggered]

"Run...I'm running...such a big hand..."

[Experience points +1]

Current experience points: 1/800

[Immediate Recovery Activated]

The mana value dropped to thirty-four, and the cockroach came back to life.

Another slap.

[Deathrattle triggered]

"It's that hand again...it's that same hand again..."

[Experience points +1]

Current experience points: 2/800

Revive, kill, listen to the death whisper, and gain experience points.

Revive again, kill again, listen to the death whisper again, and get experience points again.

Wang Baixi repeated this cycle nearly seventy times before a warning popped up on the panel.

Your mana is running low; you are unable to activate Instant Resurrection.

Current mana: 0/35

The cockroach had been killed and resurrected seventy times by him. If it had an expression, Wang Baixi thought it would look like it had no will to live right now.

Then, he placed his hands over the cockroach and cast a deathrattle.

[Deathrattle triggered]

"Please, let me die... I really don't want to live anymore... Every time I come back to life, I get slapped to death... Do you know how painful it is to be slapped to death... I'd rather be poisoned by insecticide than experience it seventieth time again..."

[Experience points +1]

Current experience points: 70/800

Wang Baixi withdrew his hand, looked down at the cockroach lying on the coffee table pretending to be dead, and suddenly realized he might really need to talk to a therapist. It wasn't because he felt empathy for a cockroach; rather, he found himself considering whether or not to respect its last wishes.

"Okay, that's enough for tonight." Wang Baixi wrapped the cockroach in a napkin, opened the window, and threw it out. "You're free now. Go die wherever you want."

The napkin fluttered in the night breeze for two seconds before disintegrating, and the cockroach spread its wings and glided away, disappearing into the Gotham night.

Wang Baixi closed the window, lay on the sofa, stared at the ceiling, and the cockroach's dying words echoed in his mind.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down, but the corners of his mouth still turned up uncontrollably.