It works!

Ji Jue's nosebleed slowly dripped, he gritted his teeth and pushed his ability again: [Recovery]!!!

But this time, it aroused a riot in the ectoplasm, and the wails that echoed in his ears became more and more violent, almost echoing in his soul, attacking him.

But when it came to the operation of fluid alchemy, everything collapsed.

The crazily squirming body was stagnant and showed signs of dissolution, especially the alienated limbs that spread out and began to fall off.

This was Ji Jue's first application of fluid alchemy for purification.

But I didn't expect such an immediate result!

They themselves are creations of fluid alchemy and have absolutely no resistance to it.

In just a few seconds, all the abnormalities had fallen off and disappeared.

At this moment, the huge camp seemed to have finally recovered from the freeze.

"Mom, mom!"

When Ji Jue let go of his hand, the child next to him was the first to rush over, hugging the person in the net, crying and calling.

But there was no response.

The bloated man returned to his original appearance and was even thinner than before. However... when Ji Jue moved his hand away, he never moved again.

Seems to be still alive.

But the pupils of his eyes were just empty from beginning to end.

It seems that part of the soul has been completely lost due to alienation.

——The spiritual essence is overloaded and the physical nature collapses.

Even if a damaged work is repaired, it will never return to its original appearance.

Ji Jue sighed tiredly and cursed.

97 sat next to him, "Thank you."

"It didn't succeed, so what are you thankful for?"

Ji Jue wiped the nosebleed on his face. After the blood disappeared, the black and purple mesh marks became more and more obvious. They were the faint veins formed by the burst capillaries on the face.

Soon, it disappeared under the repair of the mouth of the ancient one.

Then, I noticed the surprised look in the eyes of 97 next to me.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jue asked.

"No, I'm just surprised." 97 suddenly said: "It turns out you really sympathize with us."

Ji Jue was silent.

"Thank you, and thank you for being sad because he can't change back to his original self." 97 said: "You have done enough, Mr. Ji Jue.

For people like us, iron disease is the most terrifying thing. It turns into that kind of inexplicable monster involuntarily. It is even more terrifying when it is still alive than when it is dead.

If you can keep him as he is, even if he is like this now, that's already good."

He patted Ji Jue's shoulder and finally said gratefully: "Thank you."

"Stop talking about this."

Ji Jue sighed, not wanting to talk anymore, and pointed at the crying child: "What's going on with him? Why do he call someone else's mother?"

If I guess correctly, you...are all men, right?"

"It's true, but everyone here can be said to be his mother." 97 replied: "To be precise, everyone in the world, even those monsters, are.

Xiaojiu is the ‘new person’ just produced by this reboot, but the others are different, do you understand what I mean?”

"Everyone has been recycled countless times."

He pointed to his head: "Basically, they're all mixed together."

This is the cycle mechanism of the workshop.

All products judged to be scrapped are uniformly recycled, dismantled, classified, mixed, reshaped, and then put into production again.

Become a new ‘person’.

Follow the settings, follow the predetermined trajectory, and play your own role.

Either a trafficker or a pawn, or a high-ranking official or wealthy businessman.

From then on, day after day, year after year, he carried out movements that he could not understand in a muddle-headed manner, like a ritual of worship and an endless sacrifice.

Until one day, from this infinitely close human life, I truly understood what ‘I’ was.

They will really think of themselves as human beings.

But once you discover what your true nature is, your dream ends.

Once the inherent settings and identities lose their meaning, once they realize what they really are, those creatures that cannot accept themselves will fall into chaos and eventually become completely insane.

Instinctively go, destroy, fight, and seek death!

Longing for the end.

And just after it is completely destroyed, everything will be recycled by the workshop again, the spiritual essence will be cleaned, the consciousness will be reset, and reproduced, and then usher in a new role and a new 'life'.

Just like this, day by day, year by year, generation by generation...

Over time and over time.

Over the past four hundred years, the initial despair has been passed down continuously, and in the end, the crazy spiritual essence hidden under everyone's consciousness has become as deep as the ocean!

Ji Jue was silent, almost suffocating.

I can't imagine how desperate I will be when I find out after reincarnation that life is just an illusion, self is nothingness, and fate is so cruel.

If it were a creation of modern alchemy, it would be spiritually overloaded and collapse, but fluid alchemy is something different...

Its greatest ‘advantage’ and ‘feature’ is that it gradually brings the shape and structure of creation closer to its essence.

When their essence has completely collapsed and such a crazy spirit wakes up from its slumber, the original appearance of the person will disappear without a trace, and they will become an out-and-out monster.

I suffer day and night, and cry day and night.

It's like a real hell.

If you want to live, you won't get it; if you want to die, you won't.

"We want to stop."

97 whispered softly to himself, like a prayer to the devil or a god, "It doesn't matter what you do, as long as you can stop."

Ji Jue was silent.

No more words were spoken.

Maybe the next day, maybe a few hours later.

Ji Jue was awakened by the noise outside and heard the cheers and blessings from the camp.

When they walked out of the camp, they saw 97 surrounded by a crowd, as well as several other people, armed with weapons.

It's like getting ready for war.

Sensing Ji Jue's gaze, 97 smiled, waved to him as if saying goodbye, and turned to leave.

The exploration begins again.

The crowd cheered and shouted, applauding their backs, full of expectations, and saying goodbye like this.

Ji Jue even saw the prophet among the crowd.

At the very back, at the entrance to the shack, she was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed, watching the exploration team leave, and the door closed again.

Sensing Ji Jue approaching, she whispered something, and the person accompanying her left.

"How are you thinking about it, Mr. Ji Jue?" the prophet asked.

Ji Jue shook his head: "I don't know. I haven't thought about it clearly, but instinctively I don't like you."

"It's normal. A person who is secretive and pretends to be mysterious can never gain trust. Compared with a frank person like you, an inhuman creature like me is more hypocritical."

The prophet smiled calmly: "Please forgive me, sir, some chips are too precious. There is only one chance. I can't rashly place them in the hands of someone who may not be trustworthy."

"Can't you explore by yourself?" Ji Jue asked.

"Yes." The prophet nodded hard: "Do you think we will achieve results?"

"I don't know." Ji Jue shook his head.

"Let me tell you, there may be some piecemeal discoveries, maybe some warehouses and traces of mercury can be found, but a real breakthrough? A real transformation? No, there won't be."

The prophet said: "Never."

"From the beginning, everything has been doomed. We are tools, and tools cannot escape the scope of operation preset by the master." The prophet said: "Even if the center of the workshop appears in front of them, they will just turn a blind eye.

, even, cannot understand..."

"What about you?"

Ji Jue asked: "Aren't you a prophet? A prophet who knows everything is impossible to find?"

"You can find it, of course you can."

The prophet answered decisively, his smile becoming more mocking: "But what happens after we find it? Tools can never destroy the work left by their master, because this is the instruction engraved in the deepest part of our spiritual being."

Others cannot be discovered or enter at all.

Even though the prophet knew it and understood it a long time ago, he was unable to act.

This is destined to be a fruitless cycle.

Futile expeditions will be launched again and again without any results.

Ji Jue asked: "Do they know?"

The prophet did not answer.

for a long time.

Just a helpless sigh.

"Mr. Ji Jue, if you wake up from a hell where there is only suffering and realize your own tragic consequences, then it is best not to wake up other sleeping people, but more and more people are waking up... then

, you have to make them believe that hell can still be broken."

"Otherwise, all that awaits them is despair."

"Yes, that's right, I'm lying. I don't know everything. I lied to them more than once."

The prophet chuckled calmly: "Actually, I can't do anything, I'm just a liar.

Even the existence of this camp only lasts for fifty or sixty years at a time. At the beginning of each restart, we will return to the workshop and once again become unrecognizable.

But I have to convince them that there is hope for the future.

No matter how far away the hope is——"

"Humanity will need lies, and so will we."

The prophet murmured and sighed: "There is actually no problem with Mercury's plan. The only flaw is...did she make us look too human?"

The tool will not fear hell, the tool will not despair, the tool will not want relief.

Only people can.

Heaven and hell are both created by humans, and all they can do is silently accept all this suffering.

I don’t know the years, I don’t know the end.

In the silence, Ji Jue quietly stared at the camp in front of him, and for a long time, he laughed to himself.

"Then why me? Prophet, if you know a little bit, you should know that there is no essential difference between me and other outsiders."

"Maybe you're lucky?"

"My luck has never been good, only bad and worse, including when you came to my door." Ji Jue said, "Please answer this question openly and honestly."

"You learned fluid alchemy, right?"

The prophet turned around and looked over, staring at him with his incomplete pupils: "This is Mercury's workshop. According to the instructions set by Mercury, if an apprentice masters fluid alchemy, it will automatically be registered in the core and given

The most basic internal access rights.

But your authority is far higher than you think. Your ectoplasmic recognition circuit represents the former central heat reaction furnace. The module that authorized you added a small comment to your authorization."

The prophet raised his finger, and right in front of Ji Jue's eyes, he drew a small symbol stroke by stroke, conveying the instructions from the former melting pot:

"It says you can be trusted."

Ji Jue's pupils shrank for a moment.

He discerned the meaning of the outline.

Those are the runes flowing out of the Supreme Good and Ascension.

In the interpretation of alchemy, it represents tolerance and carrying, symbolizing protection and gift.

It means, [compassion].

Ah, it’s the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket
Chapter completed!