They also wondered why a rich man was interested in a group of dying people like them.

"Elders, I would like to ask, are the youth and resurrection techniques useful to you?"

"No. Even if we are resurrected from death, our current physical state will not change. It is not our bodies that age, but our souls. We are not powerful and cannot even enter the Holy Realm. We just use magic to delay it until

Today." The elders did not hide anything and explained it directly.

"I feel like you have repaired it, right?" Tang Shidao asked again.

"Yes, it's not repair, it's dormancy. We have tried some methods to put ourselves into dormancy for ten thousand or millions of years. In the end, we found that the effect was minimal, and some people even slept in dormancy forever. Young man, there are no other methods.

Only the stronger you are, the longer your life will be. Only when you become a god can you have a permanent existence." They knew that Tang Shidao was extraordinary, but as they were older and more knowledgeable, they did not mean to be disrespectful.

"Can you let me check your physical condition? I mean, check your soul as well?"

"Okay, I need money."

"Do you need money?" Tang Shidao agreed.

"No, it's our younger generations who need money. As long as you give us enough money, it doesn't matter if you make us puppets. We know that puppets are just incomplete souls without self-awareness, but this can be considered a way of survival."

In the end, the elders still want to get some benefits for their descendants, but they don't care.
Chapter completed!