Arrival

The sense of superiority transmigrators often felt toward the natives of another world, combined with the way these humans had shown no resistance to his methods, had caused Wang Yuan to underestimate them far too much.

I was originally just an ordinary human. If you strip away my special powers, my personality and the like are those of an ordinary human—I don't even measure up to the outstanding ones. With a personality like this, how can I become a Dominator of all things who transcends humanity?

Wang Yuan looked at the corpses littering the ground, recalling the memories and emotions he had gained while absorbing the cool White Qi from the dead.

If the deceased had harbored resentment, unwillingness, or pain before death, those emotions would assault Wang Yuan's sanity. But if the deceased had carried positive emotions, could he perhaps use those to impact and reshape his own personality?

Take Dax, for instance. Wang Yuan looked at Dax's corpse. The emotions the man had carried before death included a determination to achieve his goal no matter what. If he absorbed those emotions, could he stop hesitating and become resolute?

As for becoming less and less like himself, Wang Yuan didn't care. In the end, he was merely the remnant soul of the person named Wang Yuan. People grew as they experienced life; only when you looked back at the past would you realize you had become increasingly like a stranger.

What Wang Yuan was doing now was simply accelerating this growth and change artificially. As long as it's my own choice, there's nothing to fear, right?

Komoro watched as two crows began to peck at the corpses, feeling somewhat at a loss. He didn't dare to urge them on. This young man had been completely broken; even as those crows pecked at his companions' corpses, he could only endure it.

The fact that Dax's corpse had spoken earlier had made him fully believe in the existence of Negary. Coupled with the fact that he was infected with the plague and didn't want to die, he had surrendered completely to Negary.

At the same time, the humiliation of seeing his companions' corpses being pecked at deeply stimulated Komoro. To make himself feel better, he instinctively began to make excuses in his heart.

It's not that I'm cowardly; it's just that humans cannot defeat gods. Doing so would only bring disaster to the village. That's right, I'm doing this for the village. I'm the one who's right. Dax resisting the Negary Messenger was the wrong behavior. Having their corpses pecked at is just their just deserts! Komoro's thoughts grew firmer, and his sense of guilt gradually lessened.

Wang Yuan absorbed the residual White Qi from the corpses while observing the changes in Komoro's expression. He could roughly grasp the man's mental journey and expressed great approval. The more Komoro thought this way, the more he would stand on Wang Yuan's side. He would go on to preach the invincibility of Negary and become a loyal follower, or else it would mean he was a cowardly, despicable person.

Although that was the truth, who could accept such a fact with peace of mind? At the very least, Komoro couldn't. And so, from this point on, Komoro was completely dominated by Wang Yuan.

Watching the crows peck through Dax's windpipe, Wang Yuan couldn't help but recall the quick wit he had displayed in that desperate situation. He had used his Interference Force to manipulate the man's vocal system, simulating speech based on the sensation of talking he had gleaned from the man's memories. That was why his words had sounded so strange at the beginning.

In reality, Wang Yuan had been operating with a "dead horse as a living horse doctor" mentality. If he hadn't absorbed enough cool energy to allow his Interference Force to grow, he would have found it very difficult to pull off.

This counts as a form of communication, too. Wang Yuan thought, The transmission of conscious information is only suitable for those whose White Qi outside the body is almost non-existent. Having one more way to communicate is better than nothing.

My soul body is much more complete now. Wang Yuan absorbed the remaining White Qi from the corpses, commanded the crows to stop pecking, and fixed his dark gaze on Komoro.

Komoro blinked, finally realizing it was time to set off. He would bring these Negary Messengers to the village. Perhaps he would be bringing disaster back with him—no, what he was bringing back was Glory, the Glory of the great Negary.

With Negary's protection, the village would surely become better. Then, there would be no need to worry about the threat of the Kente people, nor would there be a need to form any hunting parties. This was for the good of the village!

Wang Yuan followed at a short distance, carefully sensing the development of the pathogens within Komoro's body. Due to the further completion of his soul body, his control over the viruses was even more powerful. Since Komoro was still useful to him, he couldn't let him die just yet, so Wang Yuan regulated the reproduction of the pathogens in his body to keep him alive.

An arrow shot out, accurately hitting a creature that resembled a wild boar, which they called a Pig-like Beast. The Pig-like Beast wobbled twice before finally collapsing. Komoro approached slowly, joy evident on his face.

With the help of the great Negary Messenger, the Pig-like Beast, which had been extremely difficult to deal with, was easily dispatched. This further solidified the thoughts in Komoro's heart: I am bringing the Negary Messenger back for the good of the village.

"Two divine messengers, please wait a moment," Komoro said respectfully to the two crows. He cut off a hind leg of the Pig-like Beast, chopped it up, and gave it to the two crows to eat.

Komoro started a fire and roasted some meat for himself, carefully pulling back his clothes. Some small black spots had appeared under his skin, but they hadn't spread for a long time.

The Kexi village is just ahead. Wang Yuan absorbed the White Qi from the Pig-like Beast. To avoid revealing that he was ill-suited for travel during the day, his activity schedule appeared erratic, and his consumption of White Qi was quite high.

However, he didn't need to worry too much about that now; he was already near the village. Wang Yuan was planning his next steps. With Komoro's help, spreading the greatness of Negary in the village shouldn't be a problem.

Although the culture of naming all things as gods had already deeply permeated the Kexi people's culture, and making concessions to gods to a certain extent was fine, it would be impossible to mobilize everyone to help raise crows or offer one or two people as sacrifices every so often.

Then conflict will inevitably erupt. Only conflict can establish authority. Wang Yuan looked at Komoro, who wore a complex expression. During this time, Wang Yuan had continuously revealed some miraculous powers just to give this youth a bit more confidence so he could hold his own. It looked decent enough for now—though, of course, only decent.

Considering this kid's cowardly nature, I still need to prepare some backup plans. Wang Yuan finished absorbing the White Qi from the Pig-like Beast; he needed some trump cards to deal with unexpected situations.

A rat-like creature approached the Pig-like Beast, licking the blood left on the ground. Wang Yuan drifted lightly in front of the creature, used his Interference Force to seize the rat, and an idea appeared in his mind.

In the end, Komoro returned to the entrance of the village. The two crows landed on a branch, their dark eyes reflecting the people inside the village.

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