Mythological origins

"Twelve thousand five hundred points...what does that mean?"

Han Yu felt relieved when he heard that he owed a sum of medical expenses.

If the other party said nothing, he would owe them a favor, which might be more troublesome in the future.

After all, he owed them a life, and it would be difficult to pay such a debt.

"Take the 'temporary worker' terminal and look at it yourself." The robot under the illusory girl took out a jade-like object from it.

"What is a 'temporary worker'? What is a terminal?"

Han Yu, who was now wearing a hospital gown, was like an ancient person who strayed into modern society and was confused by the countless new terms around him.

In this colorful world, he was at a loss.

"Temporary worker is an identity, and the terminal is this thing. Just activate it with your mind."

After taking the terminal, Han Yu smiled awkwardly. He had claimed to have traveled to many places before, but here he was like a child who knew nothing.

"Welcome to use the temporary member mobile terminal Tianming of the Saint Linxingzhe. The following is the user notice.

Article 1...

Article 2...

...

Article 3468, the final right of interpretation of this terminal belongs to Bai Zhidi. If there is any doubt, the latest notice shall prevail.

Agree/disagree"

He originally wanted to read the user notice one by one to figure out what this "terminal" is.

But he never expected that there were more than 3,000 clauses in the user notice, which was full of various professional terms that he couldn't understand and counted. In the end, he could only scroll to the bottom and clicked in a daze.

"Agree."

"Very good, now you are also our peripheral member. My name is Zi Ling, and I'm glad to meet you." After seeing Han Yu's signature, the illusory girl smiled with her mouth covered.

She has seen many such people, and each of them finally clicked to agree in a daze.

"Outer organization, temporary workers... Why do I feel like I'm on a pirate ship... Am I considered a human traitor? No, the other party also looks like a human, at most a world traitor."

Han Yu felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.

"Miss Zi Ling, what should I do to pay back the medical expenses?"

"Click on the task bar and see for yourself."

After that, the illusory girl "drove" the robot under her away from the spot, leaving Han Yu alone in the wind.

...

"Materials, work... and even tasks?!" He spent half a day and basically figured out the situation of this system.

This temporary version of the destiny system is a super-large task platform, where contribution points can be used to exchange various materials and skills from the system, and contribution points can also be earned by completing tasks issued by the system.

The only difference from hard currency such as spirit stones is that contribution points cannot be traded with others or transferred, and can only be bound to oneself to earn and spend.

Han Yu calculated that if he took all the things in his storage bag into the system for exchange, it would be worth hundreds of thousands of contribution points. Medical expenses would be a piece of cake.

"Even the supreme magic that can be cultivated into an immortal can be exchanged?! It's a pity that it takes tens of millions of contribution points..."

Han Yu spent another half a day to finish reading a small part of the exchange catalog.

It was so boring.

"Have you read enough, Mr. Han?" An illusory Zi Ling appeared behind Han Yu like a ghost, scaring Han Yu, who was extremely vigilant, and subconsciously let the flying sword protect his body.     "Take a look at it. If the things on it can really be exchanged, you, the Saint Lin Walker, should be a super power with real immortals sitting in charge."

"Of course."

"Miss Zi Ling, what is the difference between the official members and temporary members of the Saint Lin Walker?" Han Yu asked curiously.

"All the skills of formal members can be exchanged for free, and there is a monthly living allowance."

"..."

"What's the price?"

"Accept the system's... life guidance?" She used a rather strange word.

"I roughly understand, thank you."

Han Yu boasted that he had too many secrets. Although the "system" of the Saint Linxing seemed to be of a very high status, he, who had always been a cautious lone ranger, still preferred the pure exchange of interests as a temporary member.

"In the future, my small bottle will have a stable channel for cashing out..."

"Does the Saint Linxing... intend to... rule the Yuanyang Realm?"

In Han Yu's view, a super organization with a true immortal sitting in the helm, sending people to the Yuanyang Realm, a world where the highest level is no more than the transformation of the gods, is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

"We will not force anyone to accept it, but I believe that the path we are waiting for is the right way to eliminate the involution world." When saying this, Zi Ling seemed to have changed into a different person.

"Involution world?" Han Yu discovered a new term again.

"Is the growth rate of the natural treasures, spiritual stones and spiritual mines in Yuanyang Realm much slower than the increase in the number of cultivators?"

"Yes, especially after the appearance of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Sutra, the number of cultivators has exploded. For a few spiritual stones, a small spiritual herb, people can fight to the death."

"I heard that working in the market a few decades ago could earn seven or eight spiritual stones a month, but now you can hire a Qi-refining cultivator to work for you with just one spiritual stone."

Speaking of this, Han Yu roughly understood what was going on.

"So?"

"If everyone follows the system's arrangement, they won't have to live in fighting all day long, and they can have a life that truly belongs to them.

In order to grab a little resource, the loser has to pay the price of his life, and his body will be left uncollected like a dead dog on the roadside, or even destroyed by a fireball.

Human life is precious and should not be wasted on such meaningless fights..."

"Wait, you are not Miss Zi Ling, you are... the senior who created the Yin-Yang Five Elements Formula!" Han Yu listened and finally knew what was wrong.

"It's me, and it's not me."

At this time, the face of the illusory girl suddenly became blurred, and the outline of Bai Mo gradually emerged.

Han Yu tried to recall Bai Mo's appearance, but found that the foundation-building cultivator who should have a photographic memory could not remember the other person's previous appearance at all.

"Don't you think that the world shouldn't be like this?"

Bai Mo's words made Han Yu think about these things for the first time.

What he said seemed to make sense... Almost every time he participated in an expedition and treasure hunt, some cultivators would die, and their deaths were meaningless.

So weak, yet he wanted to die.

Everyone, including himself, was like a group of poisonous insects in a poisonous jar, constantly fighting each other, people constantly dying, and the losers became the food and nourishment of the winners.

It seemed... a little deformed?