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Hearing Wenren Sheng say this, Silver Marble fell silent for a while, then said, "Are you trying to hint at something? Well, actually, you're wrong. When your power, lifespan, and mind have all reached another level, why must you still see yourself as one with those ordinary lives? Why sacrifice yourself for their benefit?"

"Exactly right. Go on," Wenren Sheng said, still offering no rebuttal.

"Once upon a time, I too was merely an ordinary life somewhere. But the Origin Realm favored me, and so I ascended. Look at me—how wonderful I am now. I don't have to worry about headaches or colds, illness or fever like you do. Nor do I need to fear birth, aging, sickness, and death, then invent all sorts of baseless ideas to escape the terror of death. The Origin Realm is with me."

"You mean I can't kill you either?" Wenren Sheng changed his wording.

"That's right. You can't kill me. At most, you can make me be reborn in the Origin Realm and start over from scratch. Aren't you envious? But you can become like me too." Silver Marble's tone was utterly indifferent.

Wenren Sheng could tell that it was not putting on an act.

Yet he understood even more clearly that while it might not fear death, it still feared imprisonment.

It was like a gamer: even if they could not be killed, if they were permanently locked in a cell in a game, it would not take long before they quit.

That was why it had been so long-winded. Still, it had allowed him to learn a great deal of information and confirm many of his previous suspicions.

"Well? You can think it over carefully. Don't worry about your reputation after death. Not only you, but many Otherworldly Users like you