Divine Star System

Seeing Zhang Yu's appearance, Xia Jianchang became even more worried. If the other party were crying or making a fuss or something, it would be more normal. If he didn't cry or make a fuss, with no expression on his face, but just sitting there so coldly, it would be even more worrying.

Zhang Yu sat next to Yu Meixiu for a long time, until the hospital morgue was about to close. At the urging of others, he slowly got up and left.

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Zhang Yu stayed in the hotel at night and declined his cousin's invitation to rest with him. He sat alone in the room in a daze.

His mother's voice and smile kept appearing in his memory. With his photographic memory, he seemed to see his mother still alive. It can be said that until now, he has not accepted the reality that the other party has left him.

Zhang Yu just sat there motionless, recalling all the memories about his mother all night long.

Why do people die?

Can’t people be resurrected after death?

Think of this! Zhang Yu suddenly felt something and hurriedly searched frantically among the system's built-in skills. It seems that he wants to find a skill that can bring the dead back to life.

But it's a pity that in the system's vast skill library, there is no skill that can bring the dead back to life.

Zhang Yu hurriedly listed many medical categories to intermediate or even advanced levels. But no matter how much medical knowledge or even biological knowledge he learned, he could not find an ability to resurrect the dead.

Now he can even bring people back to life after their heart has stopped for half an hour. But you can't bring a dead person back to life.

Zhang Yu suddenly felt desperate and sad, and tears could no longer be controlled and flowed down his face... Just when he felt that he was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly he stood up again!

No! There must still be a chance, there must still be a chance.

"System! Can you hear me? Answer me quickly!" Zhang Yu said to the empty room.

His voice echoed in the empty room, but no information was fed back. He seemed to be talking to himself.

"System! I know you must have heard me. Answer me quickly!" But there was still no information feedback from the surroundings.

"Asshole! Answer me quickly. You must know what I want! Tell me how to resurrect the dead!"

The room is still very quiet!

Doesn’t the system have the ability to speak at all? Or is the system simply an illusion? But he can clearly call the system skill information database and check his own level, which means the system is definitely not an illusion.

The only question now is whether the system can speak.

Zhang Yu was silent for a while... suddenly stood up, walked aside, and opened the balcony door.

The cool night breeze blew into the room as the door opened.

Zhang Yu came to the balcony!

"System! If you still don't speak, you are forcing me to try it myself to see if you can resurrect the dead." While speaking, Zhang Yu stepped over the balcony railing and stood outside. Overlooking this huge, starry and quiet city.

"Host! What do you want to ask?" Suddenly a consciousness sounded in his mind.

When Zhang Yu heard this, he was so frightened that he almost fell down. He hurriedly grabbed the railing and calmed down. Said: "Tell me quickly! A way to resurrect the dead."

"Since they are all dead! Why should they be resurrected?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me! Just tell me if there is a way in the world to resurrect the dead."

"Yes!" the system said happily.

"Really! Tell me what method it is."

"There is definitely a way! But how to do it, I don't know."

"Are you kidding me? You don't even know it, and you still say it is."

"Explain it! I am just a smart assistant plug-in to the system, not the system itself. The real system is omnipotent! But I don't know the specific method."

"Then how can I contact the real system!"

"I can't answer. Because my instructions are also issued by the superior system. Every time the host upgrades, my permissions are updated, so I can't answer the host's questions beyond the level."

"That's what you mean! Only when I advance to the next level can you know how to resurrect people."

"You can say that! But I can't guarantee it! Maybe the next level, or even the next level below, is also possible."

"How many levels does the system have in total? You should know this, right?"

"The system has nine levels in total!"

It’s only level nine in total! He has now reached level five, which means that he still has at most four levels before he can know how to resurrect his mother.

But when Zhang Yu thought of this, he frowned again. You know, it has been several years since he reached level five, and he has not been upgraded since then, which shows how difficult it is to upgrade. But he knew that the upgrade was related to the total number of fans. He hurriedly called up the information and found that he now had millions of fans.

But why hasn’t it been upgraded yet?

"Assistant, how many fans do you need for me to advance to the next level?"

"Every time the host levels up, the total number of fans needs to increase tenfold!"

"Ten times! So you're telling me that I need 10 million fans to reach level six?"

"Yes!"

"What about reaching level seven! Do you need 100 million fans?"

"Yes!"

"Level 8 requires one billion? Then wouldn't Level 9 have 10 billion fans?"

"Yes!"

"Are you kidding me? There are not even 10 billion people in the world. Where do you want me to find so many fans?"

"The assistant's suggestion is that it can't be done in one generation, but in several generations. As long as the host ensures that it has enough popularity and influence in each generation, it is not impossible to have 10 billion fans."

Zhang Yu was stunned when he heard this! He frowned and said, "So I think it's impossible to resurrect my mother in the short term."

"You can say that!"

Zhang Yu suddenly felt a little dizzy. To be honest, it is definitely impossible for him to give up resurrecting his mother. But 10 billion fans is definitely a terrifying number. It can be said that since the beginning of human history, there has been no such superstar in the world.

Can you really do it yourself?

Zhang Yu sat in the room all night, motionless, until he suddenly stood up, because at this moment, he had made up his mind that no matter how difficult it was, he must bring his mother back to life.

"Assistant! I want to ask, what should I do with my mother's body now?"

"The assistant's suggestion is to try freezing her with liquid nitrogen! Until the day you, the host, have the ability to resurrect her."

"That's right!" Zhang Yu was overjoyed and made a decision. He immediately called and started looking for companies that could store human bodies at low temperatures.