What does death feel like?

Even in the entire multiverse, it is rare for people who can personally tell this feeling, because the self-conscious undead has actually changed its own life form when the body dies, and has not really "dead". The dead who has truly died and resurrected is essentially not the one who died at all, so it is not the one who speaks in person. There are even fewer people who die and are resurrected. It requires extremely powerful, at least with the great help of legends, so there is a certain chance that it can be done.

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

The feeling of death was actually nothing. When the nameless maintenance worker lifted the furnace ray emitter to destroy his brain in despair, he died simply and neatly. In the 73rd second after his death, his wandering soul began to gradually decompose in the atmosphere, just like his corpse that should have been decomposed by various microbacteria a few days later.

He was accepted by death, and at the moment his soul was completely broken, the nameless technician was completely dead. However, even death is not absolute in this multiverse. Everything is possible. As long as his strength is strong enough, both death and destiny will be stepped under his feet.

Just like now, the shattered soul wandering in the soul abyss reunited under the silver light, and he condensed into one, and then returned to his body - the nameless technician opened his eyes in a trance, and what he saw was a strange ceiling.

"You're awake?"

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

Who is it?

The nameless technician instinctively wanted to ask, but because he had not communicated with people for many years and his current body had changed from the past, he did not speak smoothly, but coughed heavily several times.

By the way, body! When I realized that my body was different from before, the unknown technician immediately realized that his current body was very different from before. Simply put, he became much younger... No, he directly reversed to the time he was in his teens and underage!

"I'm a little too young if I accidentally exert my head."

The calm male voice continued, his tone as if describing a small mistake in an experiment, with a slight annoyance: "And the Siberian body structure is not suitable for the Mycrov world, so I took my own initiative and replaced you with a set of respiratory and circulatory organs."

It was not until this time that the nameless technician who had just left his death, who had a confused look on his face, had the strength to raise his head, look in the direction where the sound appeared, and look at the surrounding environment.

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

The surrounding environment was clean and tidy. It was absolutely impossible for him to be the repair workshop when he committed suicide. The four walls were silver, and it seemed that they were all forged by metal. The nameless technician could vaguely see the magical flow of light on these metal walls. Every time the vague blue light flashed, all the dust in the surrounding air was absorbed without any residue.

Of course, these are not the most important things. The nameless technician let out a breath. He shook his head in a daze, then focused his eyes and looked at the existence standing in front of him.

It was a man wearing a white robe but tall enough to be completely blocked even by loose medical clothing. Ordinary people would look wide and elegant in white coats, which even gave people the illusion of a vest. The other party's tough face revealed a nearly tangible and qualitative majesty, which almost made the nameless technician who had just started to lie back.

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

“…I’m dead.”

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

He looked around the surrounding operating table, the empty space that was clean and tidy without any other debris, and then bowed deeply to Joshua and said, "You can't repay such kindness."

The first thing this man who regained his life and got a young body after waking up was to stand up straight. Although Wuming couldn't figure out the current situation, he could understand why he could continue to speak. From the words of the tall man before, we can know that it was the other party who saved him, so the first thing he had to do was to thank him sincerely.

"It's just a normal reward, don't worry too much."

On the other side, Joshua, who was taking off his white coat, shook his head: "After all, I used your physical action in the world of Siberia before. I resurrected you just to confirm your own strength. A simple exchange is what I promised, even if you die at that time."

Speaking of this, the nameless technician was a little incomprehensible, and fell into a daze - he actually didn't understand words like the Siberian world from the beginning, nor did he understand why he could still become so young after being resurrected. To be honest, he didn't even know who Joshua was, but he just knew that the other party was not a soul puppet, but seemed to have his own will. He should be one of the people who have always fought against the soul puppet.

The nameless technician didn't know what was going on now. He had never even communicated with humans. What he said just now was just a retelling of the knowledge learned in the book and the use of instincts.

Joshua also understood this, so he waved his hand and made a chair in a silver flash, then sent it to the other party and signaled to sit down. Then, he said calmly: "Think about it carefully, I have put everything in your mind."

Hearing this sentence, the unknown technician subconsciously recalled it.

Then he knew everything... Everything, including the history of the Siberian world for more than a thousand years, the elegy of civilization, the war of betrayal and despair, and the end of staring at the past and stopping at the former... The surging information of the sea, which directly entered his mind.

So the unknown technician fainted again.

“…Well, forget that normal people have an upper limit to receiving information.”

Standing in front of the silver light column and planning to ask the nameless technician how he felt when he was resurrected, Joshua 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 will explode and ordinary people can't bear it... However, if you deal with the enemy and use the power of steel to output information madly at the moment of contact, it may also hinder the other party's normal thinking and can be regarded as an attack method."

Thinking of this, the soldier couldn't help but feel a little eager to try. He put the unconscious technician back on the operating table and let the other party lie flat on the table. But soon, he frowned again: "No, if this is the same as the information impact of the evil god?"

The reason why evil gods make people fall into madness when facing or touching is precisely because of the transmission of information. Even if someone mentions the real name of the evil god, such as the famine evil god and its relatives, the information on one side of the other party will be transmitted from the distant star sea, and a large amount of useless erosion information is spread wildly, causing the contactor to be less rational. And Joshua's ability is even worse than that, because the information conveyed by the evil god is not worthless, and there may be some fragments of knowledge left behind when the demise of another world. If Joshua wants to use this method to attack, the pouring of it will definitely be all spam information.

"…Jothia, is it really okay if you just resurrect him directly?"

Just as the warrior was still thinking about the magical use of his steel power, Qingling's voice sounded. Half a second later, as the magic power condensed, a worry-free projection of No. 3 appeared beside Joshua: "After all, he is from the Siberian world. After all, he will not be able to have a good time when he learned that his mother world had been completely recast under the control of the Steel Python, right?"

"That's better than death, No. 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. Now, the world of Siberia is reborn and the rule of the soul puppet disappears. Even Fatlorvi was killed by me, and he has no reason to die."

"No matter how bad the situation is, it cannot be worse than before, not to mention that if he doesn't want to go back to the world of Siberia, 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 sense to say more. She just took a deep look at the body of the unknown technician, and she could see the soul radiance surging in the other person's body.

"I didn't expect that you have reached the point where you can repair your soul... and you can create a vibrant body at will, which is basically a resurrection without restrictions."

Artificial intelligence whispered: "This is an area that God cannot touch."

When she said this, a ray of light flashed on No. 3's forehead. This light formed a pair of wing-like marks, which was the holy emblem of the God of Sky Ger. No. 3's words were not false at all. She really did not find any knowledge about this from the inheritance of the God of Sky.

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

“This is not simple.”

Regarding No. 3's feelings, Joshua shook his head seriously and criticized the other party's optimistic view: "First of all, the soul of the deceased must be complete and powerful enough to enter all his personality and memories - most people do not meet the conditions. Only those with strong souls and strong wills can be resurrected by this technique."

"And those who have not achieved the ultimate intention of the soul and have not reached the extreme intention stage, the soul's self-dispersion will be between thirty seconds and seven minutes. This means that even if a strong man at the golden level is not around for seven minutes after his death and has not collected the soul, he will die completely. I am not like some gods who can resurrect the shattered soul fragments with divine art and then resurrect. After a certain period of time, when the memory fragments begin to reincarnate into the soul cycle, even if I resurrect the 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 boundaries between death and life and mastered fundamental authority. It can even be said that you are on the road to eternity... You are already strong enough, so don't have such high requirements."

No. 3 frowned. She didn't like Joshua's too rational thinking pattern. She floated beside the warrior and said with some dissatisfaction: "And it took you almost a week to resurrect someone, right? What did you do in such a long time? You finally returned to the territory once, but you stayed in Wuchen lab at Winter Castle every day. Hei ran out to play fairy cards with Xiao Guang and the group of dwarves, and you didn't care..."

No. 3 talked about a lot of things, as if complaining, and Joshua listened quietly... She really needed to vent, because from the time the warrior returned to Moldavia on January 5, 838, and until the afternoon of January 11, Joshua spent most of his time conducting some strange experiments in the Dust-Winter Lab on the second floor of the underground floor of the Winter Fortress Academy. The resurrection of the nameless technician was only one of his many tasks, and it was obviously not the result he had so long sought.

And Joshua was indeed not just to resurrect the nameless technician, so he was in seclusion for such a long time.

After No. 3 complained, the soldier grabbed the hand of the artificial intelligence lady, signaled the other party to look up, and looked at the silver light column that was shrouded in the nameless technician and the operating table. No. 3 suddenly crashed for some reason, and only after a moment of raising his head, he looked at the passage of steel that seemed to have no special brilliance.

"It seems... nothing is so great?"

For a moment, No. 3 did not see any clues, but soon, she discovered something wrong: "No, this light column is completely composed of your steel power... This is not light at all! This is an energy pool filled with the power of steel! It is shining itself, causing it to look like a light column!"

"It's a little bit good."

Seeing No. 3 quickly noticed something wrong, Joshua smiled and clapped his palms. He stared at the 'Steel Power Energy Pool' that he had taken almost a week to create, and said proudly: "I originally wanted to resurrect the nameless technician, 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 a human body?"

As he said that, Joshua raised his hand and drew a light curtain in the air. Pictures and images appeared in the light curtain. Most of them were information about adventurers and soldiers who were seriously injured by the damage of their limbs, and had to be amputated, and even ended the pain by their companions. The soldiers showed these information to No. 3, and then calmly said in the other party's thoughtful eyes: "For me, repairing a person's limbs only takes a little less effort than breathing. Resurrection of a person is just a troublesome condition. If everything meets the requirements, it is just a matter of raising hands."

"But most ordinary people are different. They don't have the power of me. Even if they have magical skills that can regenerate their limbs, they probably can't afford the price of healing."

No. 3 blinked and said in confusion: "So... have you created this steel power energy pool?" As she said that, she raised her head, looked at the silver light column, and said with uncertainty: "I can probably understand its function. It should be to repair all the injuries on the other party's body according to the situation of the entrant, and the broken limbs are one of them-Wait, are you planning to popularize this thing?"

Thinking of this, No. 3 was shocked. She flew around Joshua several times, then shook her head in panic and said, "Hey, don't be so kind. The power of steel is also very important to you. If you create too many such energy pools, it is equivalent to thinning your reserve of steel! If you meet a strong enemy of a level similar to Fatlorvi, then this weakening will be fatal!"

"Although I am kind, I am not as good as the Virgin."

Joshua expressed dissatisfaction with No. 3's view of what he thought so kindly. He smiled and shook his head, then stared at the silver light column in front of him and said, "I plan to ask him to 'repair light column'. One of them will be placed every few cities. Anyone in need can use it to repair the accumulated injuries on their bodies - of course, they have to pay a price, gold, silver, strange things, collectibles or other precious resources. My steel power condensate has its own calculation and 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 treatment for nothing, because every repaired light column can directly connect me, and no matter who wants to destroy it, I will be subject to my instinctive counterattack."

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

This name is so vulgar. No. 3 despised the naming ability of the warrior in her heart, but she couldn't think of any good name, so she didn't express her opinion. After listening, No. 3 nodded in a vague way. She understood what Joshua meant and knew that the other party did not intend to consume her power to take care of the general public for nothing, but even so, she did not see how good this matter would be for Joshua.

No. 3 even valued this more than the warrior himself. Thinking of this, she immediately frowned her slender eyebrows, turned to Joshua a little angry and said, "To put it bluntly, it's only you who are giving!"

"How is it possible? I'm taking a big advantage."

Seeing that No. 3 cares so much about his own interests, Joshua naturally would not be angry. He patted No. 3's head beside him and chuckled: "Think about it, I'll repair their injuries to them, just consume some energy and substances, reshape or repair some limbs and injuries, and this kind of thing is everywhere. But the price the healer has to pay must be far more than what I have paid, and they may even think that my price is too cheap."

"In this way, it is equivalent to countless people collecting various precious resources for me at the same time, making me stronger. This is much faster than when I go out to another world from time to time and find one or two dead silent worlds with poor energy to swallow mud. The most important thing is that creating this kind of repair light column is just a convenient way for me, and it can help the public. It is beneficial to both sides to win-win results, so why not do it?"

"Not good news for those doctors and clergy."

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

"Only the injuries they can't solve will come to me." Joshua didn't care about this. He had considered this matter long ago: "After all, my price is not low. I can also connect this thing with Winter Castle and the contribution system of the Foreign Exploration Department, so that they can exchange opportunities for treatment with credits and contribution points. To be honest, I think my contribution system can completely replace cash, but unfortunately Isreal and others have never supported it, saying that at least the information terminal must be popularized to do so."

"By the way, maybe the external exploration team can carry a repair light column with them, which can minimize the risk of exploring the other world."

"Woo, you think so perfectly, then I have nothing to say..." After listening to every word Joshua said seriously, No. 3 blinked and found no loopholes, so after she lamented, she hugged her knees and slowly floated to the gate of the laboratory. While floating, she reminded seriously: "Remember to go back to the lord's mansion to have supper in the evening, and never come back..."

"You're going to get angry-I know, I'll go back."

Joshua watched No. 3 leave the laboratory, and then he turned back and looked at the "repairing light column" in front of him. The warrior's eyes were flashing with light and dark light.

In fact, in addition to what No. 3 said, he had a bigger plan, but did not tell Miss Artificial Intelligence.

That is, he doesn't intend to promote this thing only in the Mycrov world.

The world of Karlis, the world of Ilgna, the world of Colonos, the world of Siberia... In addition to these small worlds, even the world that is not connected for the time being, there is also a real highlight, the world of Star Sea.

If it was just the northern land, just the northern empire, then no matter how many light columns were spread, there would be no way to gain much. But if it was the entire Mycrov world, then the daily income alone would be considerable, not to mention the plural world. As long as the time was longer, the power accumulated by Joshua in various places would reach an astronomical figure. In comparison, the little steel power he had put in was only a drop in the bucket.

In the atrium civilization of the Star Sea World, it is a true god with the name of God. Repairing the light column will definitely be regarded as a real miracle. The so-called price is nothing more than sacrifices, which the atrium will be willing to pay. If the atrium encounters other civilizations, they can also let them spread the light column. In this way, the benefits of a Star Sea World may be much greater than those of the other small worlds combined.

This efficiency is definitely much faster than spending a lot of energy wandering in the desolate void and searching for substances that can be collected. After all, not every void realm has the energy density of the void vortex, and he cannot stay next to the void vortex to absorb energy.

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

In the dust-free laboratory, Joshua clenched his right fist. He stared at his fist that was absolutely solid and absolutely smooth, better than all matter in the world, and whispered to himself: "And, the power of steel is the carrier of my information, it is part of me and my soul. Every column of repair light has a trace of my will... If I spread them in different worlds, it is equivalent to me being in several different worlds at the same time."

What consequences will this strange way of existence bring?

Joshua didn't know.

But he was looking forward to it.
Chapter completed!