Taking human beings as an example, human death occurs when the number of cell divisions reaches the limit. Of course, this only refers to human beings who die normally and does not include human individuals who die accidentally such as viruses, natural disasters, or other biological organisms. . Some people are born with a longer life than others, and complex genes are the main reason for this result; others can also achieve a longer life through acquired training, but no matter what, no one can transcend death. And exist.
When life completes the arduous process of evolution from organic life to spiritual life, life forms truly achieve qualitative transcendence. For spiritual beings, a long and lengthy life course will become the first gift of fate they receive. But ultimately, death remains the final destination for all life.
But in this world, at least for the ghost warriors who regard themselves as gods, they have already experienced death once, which itself violates the basic definition of life. But they are still alive, in an inexplicable way. The eternal truth that people cannot be resurrected has disappeared and been shattered in this magical world born in his consciousness. So what is keeping them alive? There must be something more supreme above the spirit, and it is the fundamental reason why life becomes life. Could that be the soul?
Yi Lexiang pondered, inquired, and searched for all relevant knowledge points in the vast consciousness library. But it seems that no civilized species has ever explained this. Even if they have, they mostly discuss the relationship between life, death and soul from the perspective of religion and philosophy, and cannot give a systematic scientific explanation like the explanation of the survival of organic life.
"The soul of a creature will disappear after death; it may live forever after death and can be resurrected at a certain moment; or life after death will be reincarnated again and enter the body of a new person or creature." Han Ziqi's boastful talk seemed to be trapped in a certain In this enthusiasm, "There are only a few speculations about the soul. If the theory of the soul is established, then is it possible that there will be soul creatures! Just like spiritual creatures!" He looked forward to The silver light shrank into a ball in the golden crystal box, and there was a strange light in its eyes.
It seems to be some kind of desire, and it seems to be some kind of envy. Facing Han Ziqi's almost crazy performance, Yi Lexiang could not help but shake his head in silence. "You mean that the 'evil creature' is a kind of" He paused for a moment, "is a kind of soul creature?"
"And it's a soul creature from another universe!" The enthusiasm in Han Ziqi's eyes gradually dissipated, and clarity returned to his eyes as he added. "Didn't God's Memory mention that they didn't originally belong to our world?"
"This speculation is too far-fetched." Yi Lexiang said bitterly, "There are many civilizations more advanced than ours, including those gods who have sealed 'evil creatures', but none of them have ever made such a speculation."
Han Ziqi pondered for a moment, "They have never experienced death or reached another space. Their long and long history of civilization has given them a thorough understanding of the real universe. This transparency may have blinded their eyes." Han Ziqi His eyes moved to the vast square under the statue of the god, staring at the looming figure among the golden trees, and he couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.
Yi Lexiang instantly understood the implication of his loyal and fanatical subordinate. Here, in this land where gods live, as a member of the ghost warriors, he has regarded himself and his companions as higher-level existences. Hidden beneath the strange expression on his face was his arrogance towards life in another world. Transcending life and death, leading all races, and with the entire universe crawling at their feet, it is natural to have such arrogance. He wanted to remind the other party that no matter what kind of existence they are today, their roots are in another world after all. They were once a part of another world. They are essentially the same as their compatriots who are in dire straits. It's no different. But in the end, Yi Lexiang said nothing because some facts are indisputable. Here, these reborn warriors are indeed like gods. And one day, the human race will take root here and spread with lush branches and leaves. A god-like race will become the master of this world and will rule here for generations!
He wondered why he suddenly remembered this. Perhaps it was because the issues discussed with Han Ziqi were so mysterious that his thoughts began to become erratic. He thought about the future. If the real universe is lost and humans lose the space to raise themselves and are reincarnated into this world, then human civilization may continue indefinitely, but can the human race still exist? Transformed into purely spiritual creatures, how can the human population bear fruit and reproduce? He was thinking about this issue that was ignored by most people, and suddenly his vest was dripping with cold sweat.
"This can only be a holy land for becoming a god, but it is not??can become a breeding ground for the nourishing flowers of life. "He muttered to himself in a daze.
"What?" Han Ziqi looked at Yi Lexiang inexplicably. He didn't hear or understand Yi Lexiang's words.
Yi Lexiang turned his head sharply, "I said that the war in the real universe will determine the fate of the human species." He stared at Han Ziqi with a stern face. He must let Han Ziqi understand this. Advanced intelligent creatures' thorough understanding of the real world may have blinded their eyes to the truth, but in this kingdom of gods, the worship and unparalleled power of all races also blinded Han Ziqi's eyes to the future.
"We still have here" Han Ziqi felt a little uneasy under Yi Lexiang's majestic gaze.
"This is just our refuge." Yi Lexiang interrupted the other person unceremoniously, "But here we will never be able to let the human population bear fruit and reproduce future generations!" Yi Lexiang said every word.
His words were like a heavy hammer hitting Han Ziqi's heart, and all the arrogance he had felt since becoming a god collapsed in Yi Lexiang's straightforward words. He stood there dumbfounded and silent. He has always felt that there is always something missing in this world, and it seems that despite his omnipotence, it always gives people a feeling of emptiness. Now he finally understands what is missing in this world. What is missing here is the future, the lack of fresh blood. Their future is closely related to another universe. Without another universe, they will no longer have new members to join, and there will no longer be fresh blood. Blood is transported to this world, and for them who do not belong to this world in the first place, the whole world will become lifeless and unchanged.
The surrounding space seemed to suddenly become quiet. The conversation between Yi Lexiang and Han Ziqi fell into the ears of the ghost warriors wearing faith mechas. They were silent and stood solemnly, as if they had turned into real The statue is general. Some of them have wives, families, and a lovely child in another world. But the cruel war left them no time to care about this. Most of the time they were working hard to survive. But despite their efforts, death came, and when they awoke from their sleep of endless darkness, they were already here. Here they built a new and incomparable world, becoming aloof existences. The endless passage of time almost made them forget that in another world there were relatives and friends who accompanied them, and the flesh and blood connected by blood waited hard and persisted silently. .
In the beginning, their efforts were to return to that world and save that world. But as time goes by, this effort is gradually turning into a kind of waiting. Waiting for relatives and friends to come to this world and reunite with them. The shadow of that world is gradually blurring in their memories, because the perfection here sets off the cruelty of the other world. But Yi Lexiang's words shattered their dreams. Just as the general said, this can only be a holy land for becoming gods, but it cannot be a pure land that breeds life. They don't belong here after all. They became the gods of this world, but the price they paid was that they could no longer reproduce life.
"We were all wrong before." Han Ziqi murmured to himself, "It turns out that we have never been far away from the war in that world. Without that world, we people would have no meaning of existence."
"Even gods should care for the world!" Yi Lexiang responded softly, "Just like what you have done for the creatures in this world." He hesitated, "What's more, where you are originally from, for you , the war happened many years ago, but the people closely related to you in the real world are still remembering you, your relatives and friends have not yet come out of the mire of grief, time should not dilute these memories!"
Han Ziqi nodded silently. Time is the best way to heal trauma, but some things should not and should not disappear from memory, even with the vicissitudes of life and the great changes in the world.
In the silence, Yi Lexiang seemed to feel something. His eyes moved to the silver light sealed by the crystal box cast by the crystal of faith. He was extremely familiar with this world, every element, every molecule, and every bundle of spiritual power that shuttled through space. However, Now he felt something strange. It was just a feeling, something peering at them curiously in a way he had never experienced before.
"Are you awake?" He stared at Yinmang coldly. His words broke the silence, and dozens of gazes were directed towards the golden box.
The silver light in the crystal box fluctuated, as if it was frightened or extremely unexpected. Several faith mechas quickly stood in front of Yi Lexiang, while others surrounded the box and stared at the silver light vigilantly as if facing a formidable enemy.