Three years have passed since Qin Ze died last time.
Whether it's the upright Number Three Method or the strong-willed Senior Sister Nangong, Qin Ze has never met these old friends.
He never imagined that their first gathering would take this form.
Same senior, same Number Three.
The overlap between the two worlds extends to the individual lives within them.
The Magician suddenly asked, "Do you think... there might still be a Qin Ze in this world?"
The Dharma King replied, "It's not impossible; I've already seen many familiar faces in this square."
"We have them from Jiang City, Sea Capital, and Snow City."
Although cattle and horses don't have many brains, they still have brains.
Just as drops of water can form a river, it is precisely this abundance of knowledge that has enabled Qin Ze to possess the ability to remember everything he sees.
Whether it's the original body or a clone, the face of anyone you've met even once will be recorded in your brain.
A sense of unease inexplicably arose in Qin Ze's heart.
He wondered what he would do if he were to actually encounter another version of himself face to face.
Which one is the real Qin Ze?
Qin Ze was lost in confusion.
He suddenly began to doubt his own existence and the existence of the world.
Is all of this... real?
Miss Sword Case noticed that Qin Ze's mood was off and quickly asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Qin Ze said softly, "Tell me, what if one day an exact replica of me appeared in front of me, and he said I was fake, and that he was the real one? What would I do then?"
Miss Sword Case was baffled. "What nonsense are you talking about? You are you, what's this about real or fake?"
" Qin Ze eats on time every day, Qin Ze snores like a pig while sleeping, Qin Ze helped me find the Five Elements Flying Swords, Qin Ze slayed the Demigod beast, and Qin Ze bravely ventured into the Chaos for his friends..."
"We've been through so much together, why would you think you're fake?"
Even if someone exactly like you stood in front of me one day, I wouldn't recognize them; they'd only look the same.
"Only you are Qin Ze, my best friend."
Miss Sword Case's words mended the cracks in Qin Ze's Dao heart.
He found his sudden, inexplicable thought somewhat amusing.
He was clearly just a crude and uncouth warrior, yet he began to contemplate like a philosopher.
The Dharma King said calmly, "My assessment is, it's pure boredom."
Qin Ze: " The Local Area Network was quieter than a graveyard just now, weren't you guys just as quiet as I was?"
The clones, their true identities exposed, began to defend themselves in a flurry of voices, saying that even cattle and horses could be philosophers, while those who only knew how to fight and kill were just mindless brutes. The Local Area Network once again turned into a noisy marketplace.
Qin Ze said to Miss Sword Case, "You're right, I am Qin Ze, and I am who I am."
"Who cares about Li Ze, Wang Ze, or Zhao Ze? What do they have to do with me?"
Seeing her good friend return to normal, Miss Sword Case finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's okay even if you can't find Bai Chi Ya Tou's spirit."
"When you become a true god in the future, you will surely find other ways."
Qin Ze smiled and looked at the transmission device standing in the center of the square, saying, "Thank you for your comfort, but I think I know where Bai Chi Chi's spirit is now."
" Miss Sword Case is amazing; she got me out of my rut with just a few words."
Really?
Miss Sword Case was very happy. If the Shelter Space weren't so small, she would have loved to fly and spin around a few times.
Qin Ze said in the Local Area Network, "This overlap between Chaos and the Abyss is not accidental."
If it were merely a primitive Molten Steel Civilization, it could be explained as a coincidence.
But the current Human Race world, where individual lives overlap, can no longer be simply described as a coincidence.
A Bing: "Should we ask the magical conch?"
The Mist Lord quickly interjected, "Stop right now! You dared to ask for blood last time, this time I'll break your arm!"
Qin Ze said calmly, "The truth will gradually come to light over time."
The moment Number Three and Nangong stepped out of the transmission device, the bustling square instantly fell silent.
"The Chosen One Begins!"
As the Number Three voice rang out, the huge crowd in the square all knelt down.
Sensing the familiar energy fluctuations, Qin Ze said, "The transmission device is about to start."
First, the bottom ring of the transmission device lights up, then it spirals upwards layer by layer, lighting up one layer at a time.
Once the top layer is lit, the transmission device is fully activated.
With a "whoosh," a powerful energy surge was released from the top of the tower, instantly sweeping across the entire plaza.
Of the nearly 40,000 Low-Level Martial Artist present, more than 20,000 martial artists instantly had their spirits leave their bodies.
Just like in the Hunt Otherworld, these spirits were only split in half, with the other half remaining inside the host's body.
In this way, the mastermind can control the host through this half-spirit.
The sudden loss of most of their spiritual energy caused a violent shock to their Spiritual Sea of Consciousness, and the 20,000 warriors immediately fell asleep on the spot.
Seeing this, Number Three said, "Let us congratulate them on their good fortune in becoming children of God. They will be going to the glorious Kingdom of God."
The others cast envious glances at the "lucky ones".
Qin Ze said, "They're more intelligent than hunting Spirit of Eternal Life from Hunt Otherworld; they select spirits with lower resilience."
The lower the resilience of the spirit, the easier it is to Fusion.
In contrast, the Spirit of Eternal Life of Otherworld only care about strength.
As long as the spirit is strong enough, it will accept it; the difficulty of Fusion is not even within His consideration.
If the selection criteria for Spirit of Eternal Life were this stringent, Qin Ze would likely have had a hard time uniting those spirits that had been Fusion and devoured by Spirit of Eternal Life.
Soon, teams of cybernetic warriors in uniform entered the square from all directions and took away all the martial artists who slept well.
As expected, what awaits them next is the same "mechanical ascension" as Number Three.
Number Three announced to the children who were not chosen, "Do not be discouraged, for the benevolent God will not abandon you."
"Practice diligently, and remember not to stop taking the Spirit-Tempering Liquid that has been issued."
"One day, God will take you to ascend to Heaven."
The crowd immediately left with sighs.
Number Three and Senior Nangong exchanged a glance before returning to the transmission device.
At this moment, the sky above the square was densely packed with spirits, so ordinary martial artists naturally couldn't see this scene.
" The Spirit-Tempering Liquid is probably used to reduce spiritual resilience."
"Let's go see where the transmission device leads to in Heaven."
Qin Ze and Miss Sword Case, who were in the Shelter Space, also entered the transmission device, right behind Senior Nangong.
Buzz--
The transmission device released another energy surge, and all the nearby spirits were collected.
Qin Ze noticed ripples suddenly appearing beneath his feet, and the three of them and the Sword Case were instantly swallowed up by the spatial ripples.
Almost without feeling anything, the teleportation ended in less than a second, and the three of them were still inside the teleportation device.
Number Three and Nangong Sister Nangong pushed open the door and came out.
Qin Ze followed closely behind.
When he stepped out of the transmission device, a desolate city ruin came into view.
Heaven has arrived.