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Chapter 1207 Between the good spirits

As soon as this said, almost all the other dead spirits turned their heads and fell on Wuqi. The gaze seemed to be able to understand Wuqi's words, which surprised and surprised Wuqi.

Can these undead really understand what they say? They speak the language exclusive to humans. Even if there are undeads who can understand it, they should at least be undead in human form. However, here, Wuqi glanced around and could not find any human undead, they were races that did not belong to their hometown stars.

Since this is the case, how could these undead spirits understand their own words? Not to mention anything else, there are various languages ​​in the Star of their hometown alone. Wuqi is still proficient in two categories. One is animal language, which is due to Xiaobai's reasons, and the other is his own mother tongue, which is commonly known as human language.

At present, these undead spirits do not look like races from the same planet. Since this is the case, the languages ​​of these undead spirits will be different, and it will be difficult to communicate with each other. Even if languages ​​are really similar to human languages ​​are born among countless planets, some undead spirits who are not like humans can understand their own human languages. It is impossible for everyone to have such a consistent look.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi looked at them in confusion. Xiaobai was the same at this moment. Although his eyes were different from Wuqi, it was not just confusion, but also a hint of unconcealed surprise in the confusion, but his inner thoughts were almost the same.

The boss said this just to communicate with me. Why did you undead all look at each other? Can you understand the boss?

"you……"

However, this was just a guess. In order to further verify the guess in my heart, the two hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and both held not very certain ideas to ask the countless undead people who were focusing on their side. But before they finished speaking, they had just started, and the voices of Wuqi and Xiaobai stopped abruptly.

It was not that they suddenly forgot the words, nor that there was a major change here in an instant, but that reality exceeded Wuqi and Xiaobai's expectations. These were obviously not that the dead spirits from the same planet could really understand their own words, and that was not that one or two dead spirits could understand, but that all the dead spirits could understand.

The evidence is that just when Wuqi and Xiaobai were about to ask questions tentatively, these dead spirits actually spoke and said something that Wuqi and the others could understand completely. Such an incredible fact made Wuqi and Xiaobai stunned. For a moment, their thoughts were confused and they couldn't accept it.

"Are you new here? It's so strange to see how you look. There was a ball on your shoulders. Where did you come from? It's so interesting." This was a question from a strange race who had no head but had human limbs, but had facial features listed on his hands and feet.

"Yes. What race are you? Why are your skin so good?" This is a man covered in lumps and looks the most similar to humans, but his skin is severely wrinkled, like a question from a dead soul covered with an old tree bark.

"We don't know where this place is. It's useless for you to ask us. Just stay here honestly. Maybe, maybe we can see more different races. Anyway, we are all dead, and we don't care whether we waste time or not, right?" This was the sound of a dead soul with a similar appearance to a pine tree.

"Suspicious? No! You... aren't dead yet? You still have such strong vitality! This... is unscientific! What's going on? This is obviously hell. Is hell not an area where life gathers after death?

Why is this happening?

The science in my hometown is quite developed. I never believed that there would be any soul in the world, let alone hell.

But when I really died and came here, I realized that hell was real. Why can you two appear here in a living state?" This is the scream of a dead soul whose appearance resembles a robot and whose soul form has been completely metalized.

At this moment, such voices were endless for a while, and Wuqi and Xiaobai were stunned. For a while, they didn't know how to answer. Because there were too many questions, they really didn't know how to answer one by one, so they could only remain silent, silent, and silent again.

However, thankfully, silence did not seem to arouse the dissatisfaction of the necromancers, but instead made the necromancers even more curious. Among them, there were even more necromancers who became extremely excited because they could see the living creatures after they died. They were like chicken blood, and they asked Wuqi and Xiaobai crazy and tirelessly.

"Hey! Can you tell me your name? Hey!! Can you talk? This is boring! Hello!!! Can you not be introverted like this? We are all dead anyway, and we won't eat you. Are you right?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, the atmosphere immediately became active.

The next moment, the other dead souls spoke one after another and began to get close to Wuqi Xiaobai and the others.

Some of the shy and introverted undesired and unwilling to contact Wuqi and Xiaobai also became gradually proactive under the guidance of the atmosphere and began to gather here, as if they had seen something incredible, and they kept looking at Wuqi and Xiaobai up and down.

This incident happened so suddenly, much beyond Wuqi and Xiaobai's expectations. With the previous experience of the two levels of hell, it turned out that in Wuqi and Xiaobai's eyes, the undead in hell has almost become synonymous with "evil" and "ungo". Who would have thought that the undead here is completely different from the undead in the first two levels of hell, which really makes it difficult for them to accept.

However, this situation did not last long. On the first day, Wuqi and Xiaobai were almost in a flattering state. By the second day, their condition improved a lot, especially their mood would no longer be easily disturbed, but occasionally they would still appear once or twice.

Because there are too many undead here. Although the space is closed, due to the large space, occasionally seeing some undead in strange shapes will still be shocked. Therefore, it is normal for a rare feeling of turbulence.

A week later, the two of them became completely familiar with the place. Moreover, because the necromancers here are quite friendly, Wuqi and Xiaobai quickly got together with them, integrated into the group, and obtained a lot of important information in the friendly conversation between the two sides. For example, where is this place?

It turns out that this place is called the good spirits, which is the space where all the good spirits gather, which is why all the undead here are very friendly and have no malice or hostility. Since there are good spirits, there must be evil spirits. Opposite the good spirits is the place where all the evil spirits gather.

However, not many of these important information are useful. Because Wuqi and Xiaobai are not real undead after all, they are going out, and they are blocked by thick walls from all directions, which leads to Wuqi and Xiaobai's mood becoming impetuous soon.

"What should I do?"

A month passed without realizing it. During this month, Wuqi has repeated such self-talk more than once. Doing this is not because I hope the undead around me can help me, but just because I hope to constantly emphasize this way that I want to go out.

Because after staying here for a long time, Wuqi gradually discovered that his mood would change unknowingly, and this change was actually difficult to resist. Even if he had powerful thought power, his mood would eventually be affected by the special environment here, becoming less anxious and becoming more and more content with the status quo.

This situation may seem beautiful and does not harm you, but it is actually more harmful, because this can slowly assimilate your mood and gradually stop focusing on the purpose of coming here. Instead, it becomes more and more content with the status quo and less enterprising, and you will eventually not have the idea of ​​leaving here.

Once this idea is gone, not only will the purpose of this trip be wasted, but even the character will be completely distorted, just like the soul being slowly assimilated by the environment here without realizing it, and eventually becoming another person, one who is not as strong as the love between Xiaodie and Xiaodie, but a free and casual, although kind, but lazy, without any enterprising spirit, just want to maintain the status quo forever and stay among this kind of good spirit for the rest of his life.

This was a very terrible result. From the first day of Wuqi's discovery, he couldn't help but feel scared and sweated. Therefore, he kept talking to himself every day, using this method of constantly self-questioning to get rid of the situation where his soul was being slowly assimilated. Of course, in order to be able to keep his own mind, Xiaobai did this almost every day during this month.

However, this is not a long-term solution. If you really can't think of a way to leave here, then sooner or later, just like the dead here, they will completely lose the idea of ​​leaving here and be assimilated into a part of it. Even if there is still a lot of vitality in their bodies, they are not dead yet, and they are all living in a state of living.

It was not until then that Wu Qi finally understood what the real purpose of these good spirits was, why there were walls on all sides here, showing a completely closed state, and not even a door was opened. It turned out that it was to completely eliminate the will of these good spirits, so that they could completely settle in the status quo, and no longer have any thoughts of resistance.

Realizing this, Wuqi couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, and his eyes became solemn.

He originally thought that the first two levels of hell had already threatened him enough. After learning the skills from Parsa, he would not encounter anything that could threaten him again on the next journey, but now it seems that he is too ignorant, even ridiculous.
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