Global Weirdness: I Can Simulate Ahead

"..."

In the tomb, Li Guanqi, who was sitting on the floor with his back against the crystal coffin, slowly opened his eyes, his expression was very complicated, with a slight aftertaste of sadness.

"So, what happened?"

Not far away, Longji was sitting among a pile of gold and silver jewelry, playing with a sapphire hairpin in his hand. He looked over curiously, "Is there any story worth sharing?"

"certainly."

Li Guanqi wiped the corners of his eyes, then stood up and said in a serious voice: "Pluto, Shunkong, you guys should brace yourself and listen to me, the 'Meduram' written on this crystal coffin is not the real name.

, but the nickname her family calls her.

Her real name should be Nala Qimuge, the biological sister of the third generation of Khans, Yinled Khan Arshan!

Through the memory of this Medolam, I saw more truth!

First of all, it was Yin Led Khan, who during his lifetime..."

Next, Li Guanqi spent a few minutes pouring out everything he saw in the memory remnants of Medolam, telling Pluto and several artifacts to listen.

After finishing the story, questions appeared one by one.

"I don't understand."

Shunkong was the first to ask, his voice full of doubts, "Whether it was Medolam or the Third Khan, they did not mention the conditions for entering the afterlife at all in their conversations.

But what the current Khan named Bater said to you, Master, is that 'only the Khan who dies and is able to bury his complete body in the mausoleum can appear in the afterlife of their Nala royal family'.

Medoramu is not a khan.

However, from the analysis of Medolam's words, it is obvious that she has no doubt that she can enter the afterlife after death.

The third generation of Khans had no doubts either.

The exchange between them sounded...as if there were no conditions required to enter the afterlife, as if anyone who was a descendant of the Nala royal family would definitely enter the afterlife no matter what happened.

Also, the current Khan also said that ‘none of the Khans in history who died in battles and had no bones left could appear in the afterlife’.

This is obviously wrong.

If this sentence is true, it means that the way to avoid entering the afterlife is very simple - just die in the wilderness and not be buried in the tomb of your ancestors.

But judging from the performance of Medolam and the third generation Khan, they obviously did not know about this matter. Otherwise, Medolam would not have felt such strong fear and worry about the posthumous punishment that the third generation Khan might suffer.

Already.

Um……"

At this point, Shunkong hesitated slightly, "Are they 'not aware', or was this method actually 'unfeasible' back then?"

"It doesn't fucking matter!"

Suddenly, Pluto shouted impatiently, "The truth of this matter doesn't matter at all! Waste bracelet, why the hell are you holding on to these details? The really important thing is that god! The grassland trying to be resurrected

God! This is the point!"

"really……"

Long Ji, who was standing next to Li Guanqi, frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face, "God... God... But in the old era, there was no god named "Tian", and no one dared to be so arrogant.

Moreover, according to the letter left by the second-generation Khan to Medolam, the god never told the first-generation Khan what his name was. Who was he?

Too little information and unknown identity.

Also, Amul Khan was a figure from 2000 years ago. That god whose identity is unknown was prepared to be resurrected as early as 2000 years ago?

In addition, according to the third generation of Khans, the way the god tried to resurrect was actually repeating some historical phenomenon?

I think this is almost impossible, because this matter is too abstract. How could the gods of the old era be so abstract?"

"Long Ji and I have the same attitude."

At this time, Demon Sword also spoke slowly, "As Long Ji said, this matter is too abstract, and the gods of the old era are not so mysterious."

"Is there a possibility that this is not mysterious at all?"

Shunkong hesitated and said, "The repetition of historical phenomena to accelerate resurrection is just a one-sided statement by the third generation of Khans. He may have come to this conclusion based on some of his own discoveries.

But if you think about it differently, maybe this is not the essence of the matter?

If the god wants to keep repeating this historical phenomenon, he will keep starting wars, which will lead to the death of countless lives.

Maybe what the god really needs is some energy generated by the death of countless lives?

For example... Origin Qi!

Remember?

The ‘source energy’ needed to become a god!

A large number of dead people can produce a large amount of Origin Qi!

Yes! Yes! That’s it! Perhaps the important condition for the resurrection of gods is Origin Qi!

However, due to the lack of source energy in the New Era, the gods have been unable to resurrect and return!

Damn...I discovered the truth!"

Shunkong almost became more and more excited as he spoke, and his tone became more decisive, "Also! The reason why the god wants to 'repeat' this phenomenon is because there are not enough people in the grassland to die in one round.

Because of this, he needs a truce period to allow the grassland population to quickly rebound, that is, to 'fatten up before continuing to kill', and a peaceful period in which all ethnic groups are equal can obviously promote a large increase in the grassland population."

"Silly Que."

As soon as Shunkong finished speaking, Hades scolded him.

"Um?!"

Shunkong suddenly became unhappy, "Hey, what the hell do you mean? What's wrong with my reasoning?"

"Well... I can't say for sure that it's completely wrong at the moment, but it's certainly not reasonable enough."

Demon Knife was hesitant, but in the end he chose to help the manager rather than the bride, "Shunkong, if it is as you said, what the god really needs is dead people to generate source energy, then he doesn't need to ask Amul Khan to do anything at all.

All races are equal.

The best situation is to reduce the human beings on the grassland to machines that can only reproduce, deprive them of all life, and let them continue to reproduce day and night. In this way, they can produce children as quickly as possible.

The largest number of people will be slaughtered and used to produce Origin Qi.

Shunkong, do you think that god is a fool? Wouldn't he think of this method and instead try to achieve equality among all races?"

"..."

As soon as he said this, Shunkong fell silent.

Because after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"That third-generation Khan's reasoning is most likely correct."

Pluto's voice sounded slowly, "The historical phenomenon that keeps repeating itself is the condition needed for the god to accelerate his resurrection.

We feel it's unreasonable now because we don't have enough information.

Don't forget, this kid received the memories of the third generation Khan and his sister, not his.

The reason why the third generation of Khans were able to draw this conclusion was based on some evidence and information, but we don’t know that information. That’s why we find it unreasonable and even ‘abstract’.

So, there are two things we have to do now.

One, go find the tomb of the third generation Khan and receive the memory remnants of the third generation Khan. Maybe we can get some from there... Wait, no.

Isn't this taking off your pants to fart?

After the death of the third generation Khan, he will enter the afterlife and be tortured by the gods.

No need to look for the tomb!

Little devil, take the ancestral spirit incense, continue to move along the grass line, and quickly go to the afterlife to find the soul of the third generation Khan, ask him face to face, and then the truth will be revealed!

Second, while this kid is moving forward, you artifacts can also think about it. Among the gods of the old era, which gods are related to this keyword?

Especially the gods who died the earliest, who among them can match this keyword?"

"That's right."

After listening to Pluto's words, Li Guanqi couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Dragon Halberd."

Li Guanqi looked at the human-shaped artifact next to him, raised his empty hands, "Where are the ancestral incense and scrolls?"

"Here."

The dragon halberd turned and pointed at the jewelry box not far away.

The scroll was placed on the ground next to the box.

The ancestral incense, which exudes wisps of golden smoke, is inserted into the pile of jewelry.

Previously, after Li Guanqi activated the Star Technique uncontrollably and fell into memory comprehension, Long Ji did the same thing as before, collecting the ancestral incense and scrolls that fell on the ground.

"I'm going to do mine, you want yours."

With a thought in his mind, Li Guanqi released his spiritual power to retrieve the object from the air. He held the ancestral incense in his left hand and the scroll in his right hand. He checked the grass lines under his feet before taking steps and moving forward slowly.

According to the contemporary Khan Battelle, he needs to keep the grass line between his feet, and then walk slowly, and at a random stage, he will enter the afterlife "in an instant".

He's doing it now.

"What god comes to mind?"

Li Guanqi walked out of Medolam's tomb, and while continuing to move deeper into the mausoleum, he turned to look at the dragon halberd accompanying him.

"Not at all."

Long Ji Liu frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face, "The troubled times were unified, and all races were equal... The troubled times... were unified... all races were equal... Nothing at all, this kind of thing never happened in the old era.

, no god has a particularly deep relationship with this matter."

"I can't think of it either."

Shunkong sighed.

The other artifacts remained silent, but it was obvious that they didn't expect any clues.

"All right."

Hearing this, Li Guanqi felt helpless and could only continue to look ahead and walk slowly.

Dragon Halberd did not return to the Divine Martial Box, but kept his human form and followed behind him.

Because the passage was a bit narrow right now, she couldn't walk side by side with Li Guanqi, so she had to fall half a body behind.

The footsteps of the two people were a little mixed at first, but gradually, the frequency of Long Ji's steps reached the same frequency as that of Li Guanqi, and the footsteps of the two gradually overlapped, making it sound as if there was only one person's footsteps.

In this underground mausoleum of the Khan royal family, each tomb is connected by a corridor.

The distance between Medolam's tomb and the next tomb seems to be extremely long.

Li Guanqi and Long Ji kept moving forward slowly, and they walked for about two minutes without leaving.

"By the way, Dragon Halberd, do you want to go back to the Divine Martial Box?"

Li Guanqi held the ancestral incense in his left hand and the scroll in his right hand. While looking ahead and walking along the grass line, he said casually, "In such a gloomy underground tomb, I always feel like there is someone following me, but...

If you don't say a word, you might as well go alone. You can just talk to me and have a chat."

"..."

No response.

"Um?!"

Li Guanqi seemed to notice something and suddenly stopped.

And the footsteps here completely disappeared.

The sound of Dragon Halberd’s footsteps has long since disappeared!

"Dragon Halberd?!"

Li Guanqi quickly turned around and looked around.

However, this narrow passage was empty, except for him alone, there was no trace of anyone else.

"Hey, you guys, where are you people..."

Li Guanqi looked strange and said something in his mind.

No response.

Pluto and the artifacts in his mind seemed to have disappeared, and no one responded to his call.

Li Guanqi got along well with Hades and the artifacts. They were not masters and servants, but more like friends. But even so, he was very sure that under the current situation, it was absolutely impossible for the artifacts to team up to play any pranks on him.

!

Therefore, there is only one truth.

That is...

"I don't know when I started to enter the afterlife."

Li Guanqi held the ancestral incense in his left hand and the scroll in his right hand. He looked around and looked at the passage he was in with serious eyes.

In this world, will even Pluto and the artifacts be cut off from him?

"..."

Li Guanqi lowered his head and glanced at the grass line under his feet, then raised his head, no longer moving forward slowly, but began to run wildly, bursting out at an astonishing speed, spanning thousands of meters in an instant!

Soon, a white light appeared in front of the passage.

Li Guanqi rushed out directly.

"Rumble--"

The moment he burst out of the white light, the sound of rolling thunder seemed to explode in his ears!

Li Guanqi also stopped and looked at the new world that suddenly opened up in front of him, with a look of shock on his face.

I saw dark clouds covering the sky in the distance, and countless purple and blue thunder lights swept across and turned into thunder dragons roaring in the sea of ​​clouds!

The thunder dragons kept crashing into the dark earth below, smashing the land into ruins with ravines and abyss everywhere.

However, the place where the Thunder Dragon wreaked the most serious damage was a circular altar located in the center of the dark earth.

The stone altar was blood red, with two blood red pillars erected on it.

A dark blue human soul was imprisoned between the two pillars!

A black chain extends from the top and bottom of the two blood-red pillars. A total of four chains bind the limbs of the human soul, holding him firmly in mid-air.

The thunder in the sky continued to condense into roaring thunder dragons, which continuously attacked him.

Every collision of the Thunder Dragon would completely crush his soul.

But that's not the end.

Because his soul will be reorganized and restored the moment after it is shattered, and then continue to meet the next thunder dragon to crush his soul, and so on, the cycle continues, and it will never end.

"..."

Li Guanqi stood there, looking at this scene, his blue eyes trembling slightly.

This is punishment, the punishment God gives to those who rebel against God.

It's been thousands of years.

Counting from the death of the three generations of Khans in history, more than 1,500 years have passed until now.

And for more than 1,500 years, the souls of the third generation of Khans have been imprisoned on that bloody altar, enduring the impact of the thunder dragon and the pain of soul crushing every moment, and his soul will continue to heal and reorganize.

There will never be an end.

More than 1,500 years!

The three generations of Khans spent more than 1,500 years of horrific time in never-ending torture!

"Hey...you're finally here..."

Suddenly, the human soul on the bloody altar slowly raised its head, as if looking towards Li Guanqi.

At the same time, a burst of hoarse chuckles came from all directions.

"Sorry, I forcibly cut you off and transferred you to this land of divine punishment."

"But please forgive my behavior, because I really have many, many things to tell you."

"I want to tell you... all the truth about that bullshit god!"

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