At this moment.
Scattered souls of the dead passed before Liu Di and the Grim Reaper.
But after experiencing his moment in the spotlight, the Grim Reaper had become somewhat disdainful of them.
He sniffed. "Last time, you said that human consciousness is information, and that after death, the body loses weight, similar to formatting a USB drive. I accepted that."
Liu Di smiled at the Grim Reaper.
The Grim Reaper sighed. "Then my job is really to guide this information toward the recycle bin. But there is no 'restore' option in this recycle bin. There is only 'permanently delete.'"
Liu Di's eyes flickered.
The Grim Reaper continued, "I've received people from Proxima b, people from Heaven Prison Three, and many people killed by Qiu Yin. I received them all. They were deleted, shattered into code that could never be reassembled."
In Liu Di's mind,
the still desolate Heaven Prison Three and the still underdeveloped Proxima b flashed by.
Their "information" had been shattered?
So even if Qiu Yin vanished from the root of it all, none of the consequences would be restored?
This severely distorted reality!
The Grim Reaper continued, "The rules governing this world are no different from the programs in a computer. Many times, I have doubted whether this world is real."
"Many times, you stubbornly search for causes according to habitual thinking."
"But it is futile and ridiculous."
"Proxima b and Heaven Prison Three simply cannot be restored. There is no reason why."
Liu Di frowned deeply. "How could that be?"
The Grim Reaper turned back. "Then give me an explanation."
Liu Di paused.
The two fell silent in succession.
After a long while, Liu Di spoke again. "I remember that when you took on the job of Grim Reaper, you were following the orders of