After entering the Reserve Citizen Network, Lu Xiao accompanied Zhuo Chuan to travel around for a long time, but saw him not saying a word. After seeing some Reserve Citizens, he also skipped by, not talking to them or knowing anything.

She was wondering how Zhuo Chuan should use this backup citizen soul network to solve two technical problems in the construction of the reincarnation world. One is the collection of soul seeds, and the other is the memory retention problem when soul seeds are cultivated.

However, since Zhuo Chuan didn't say it, she could only suppress the curiosity in her heart and continue watching with Zhuo Chuan.

After watching it for a while, Zhuo Chuan suddenly asked her, "Lu Xiao, do you know whether there are any examples of souls dying every day in the reserve soul network?"

Lu Xiao was stunned and then thought of Zhuo Chuan's intention, "With 50 billion reserve citizens logging in to the Internet every day, there is naturally a certain mortality rate. Those who die in the soul network will naturally have their souls aging to the extreme. I don't know the specific numbers, probably there are quite a few. Do you want to collect the dead soul seeds in the soul network?"

Zhuo Chuan Zhanyan, Lu Xiao fully understood what he meant, "It is naturally more convenient here than collecting it from reality. It's just that I have never done such a thing in the soul network, so I need an experimental sample."

Lu Xiao nodded, "Then I will use the background permissions to find the backup citizen information that is logged into the Soul Network now, filter out the old information, and then let's take a look. In the Soul Network world, there is no real concept of distance. As long as you use the permissions, you can reach anywhere in an instant."

“This is the best”

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The sun shines brightly, a verdant riverside. In this vibrant virtual scene, there are a group of people who are in danger.

"I have to go now"

An old man with white hair leaned against a big willow tree by the river. Four or five people were surrounded by him, all of whom were white haired.

Zhuo Chuan and Lu Xiao appeared here, and this is naturally a virtual scene in the soul network. Whether it is the big willow tree or the riverside, they are all illusions seen by the soul, but for the soul, this is more real than the real scene.

He looked at the old man under the big willow tree, and after a moment of perception, he knew that the old man's soul was like a candlelight in the wind, dying.

He stood there motionless, quietly watching the old men.

Lu Xiao was by his side and looked at the group of old men together.

The old man leaning against the big willow tree had a vicissitudes of face. He looked at the old friends around him.

"I have struggled for a lifetime, but in the end I am still empty. It's such a big dream. I live for 300 years and I haven't even touched the threshold for citizens." His words were sad and full of regret.

Someone comforted him and said, "Oh, it is also a blessing to be able to live in peace until old age. In the past two or three years, countless reserve citizens have died suddenly."

He shook his head and sighed, "Yes, there is really nothing to complain about when I can live until now. I just don't want to give up. I didn't waste a minute or a second, and I didn't waste any time. I learned everything I should learn, but I just couldn't find the threshold."

"Brother, there is nothing we can do about this. Most people can't touch that threshold. In the past, the consortium gave time to take it slowly, but now they are impatient and die if they don't succeed."

"That's right, we immortals have been given up long ago."

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing to give up, I'll work hard until I grow old, this is the ending."

"Who can give me another chance? If I chose another path that time, it might be different now."

Zhuo Chuan looked at the old men complaining and complaining, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Before dying, these old men in the new world were somewhat worse than those who passed away safely in the modern world. At least they could face death safely.

But they clearly saw that there were people around them who could achieve success and enjoy a long life, but they just had to face the ruthless elimination of time helplessly because of the wrong choice, waiting for the arrival of death.

Suddenly an old man saw Zhuo Chuan where he was and felt that he had a familiar face.

Then he was a little surprised. This place was a virtual soul network world, and it was a place where they came to die. Who usually came?

However, before he could figure out the reason, he felt it and discovered Zhuo Chuan's soul state that was like the rising sun. He couldn't help but feel a hint of jealousy on his face, and then he felt sad again.

The old men also noticed Zhuo Chuan and Lu Xiao, and they also looked complicated.

Suddenly the old man who saw the two of them seemed to be crazy, stood up and shouted at Zhuo Chuan and the others, "Goun, you good-lucky people, why are you here to come here? Are you going to see the ridiculous look before we die? Get out of here."

The other old men were not as rational as him, but no one stopped this crazy old man. Anyway, he had been alive in a few days, and his soul had become so weak that it was all displayed in the soul network with white hair.

Zhuo Chuan was not angry. He just felt pitiful and lamentable. People who were about to die were always difficult to control themselves, especially because they were still very awake and ushered in death in waking. It would be easier to gradually become confused as they age.

The crazy old man looked at Zhuo Chuan's calm face. For some reason, he rushed up suddenly and was about to push him.

Zhuo Chuan stretched out his hand and the old man was extremely moved.

The old man woke up. He covered his face and started crying again, without the cultivation that a respected old man should have.

Zhuo Chuan said slowly, "If I could give you a chance to start over, would you accept it?"

"What?" The old man still had tears on his face. He rubbed his ears, fearing that he would hear it wrong, "Are you saying that we can rebirth?"

Several other old men hurriedly surrounded him, and some of them had already recognized Zhuo Chuan.

"Aren't you the soul successor who killed the median citizen during his time as a reserve citizen? Is your ex b47995 just doing that time and space experiment?" An old man suddenly realized and pointed at Zhuo Chuan and said.

Zhuo Chuan smiled. Those who are facing death will catch even a straw.

"You said we can be reborn?" An old man repeated again.

Zhuo Chuan nodded, "Of course"

"Will you lie to us?"

"No, I was so famous before, but now I seem to be a citizen. It's unlikely that I will deceive us." An old man said to himself, as if he was trying to persuade him.

"What do we need to do?" After a quarrel, an old man finally remembered this.

Zhuo Chuan didn't say anything for a while, just stared at them.

Soon the old men calmed down and waited quietly for Zhuo Chuan to speak.
Chapter completed!