Chapter 165 Life and Death

Author: Book Eater

Chapter 165 Life and Death

I have imagined where people will go after death many times. I believe this is also a topic that many people have thought about. Is it going to lose consciousness forever like sleeping, or going to heaven and hell, or like some people's pessimistic imagination, even if a person dies, his consciousness will not disappear, but he can no longer see or hear, wandering lonely in the vast darkness.

The ending of the immortal is even more miserable than that of such pessimistic imagination. It does not mean that if one becomes an immortal, there will be no constraints on lifespan. The body's "shelf life" still exists. It is just immortal, and there is no immortality. Once the lifespan reaches the end, the body will still rot and eventually turn into a pile of dead bones. The soul cannot be liberated and must stay in the dead bones to endure endless despair and pain.

Even I am no exception. Within a year, my body will reach the limit of activity. The powerful regenerative force cannot save me, because my body is in destruction in a more fundamental field.

Is that the destined ending of me? I still don’t have a sense of reality and feel something is wrong. Am I really an immortal?

At the same time, I also remembered the conversation between Lieque and me. He must have known about my situation for a long time. Therefore, when I went to Tianhe City for blood biting, he said something very strange to me:

——Maybe if my questioning makes you feel confused. If she really kills you, will you really die?

——I have never died, so how do you know that you have lost your immortal body?

I used to be unable to understand why Lieque asked me like this, but now the truth is revealed.

Then, many of the previous doubts were untied. Why did Baiju say to me when he snatched the hand of "it" and say to me, "Your soul will never escape its curse, and what awaits you in the future will be endless loneliness and pain." Even the crazy believers even showed similar attitudes to me at the end of the collective sleeping incident in Liucheng, claiming that my destiny is sad.

A complex and magical emotion emerged in my heart.

"How is it possible..." said Bluebird at a loss.

I asked Lieque, "You knew from the beginning that the Undead existed, but why didn't you tell me?"

"Even if you show the problem, it will not be solved. It will only make you desperate. Your lifespan is not long. Instead of letting you despair in the last time, it is better to let you do what you want to do without knowing. I thought so before." He replied, "Of course, I am also very clear that this is a self-righteous idea, which is to impose your wishful thinking on you. Perhaps I should tell you the truth and decide how to view your destiny. So I have been hesitating."

"What made you change your mind?" I asked.

"You are getting closer and closer to the White Horse. It is better for me to tell you than to be suddenly hit by the truth from the enemy." He said, "If you hate me..."

"Why do I hate you? It's not me that you polluted me." I said, "And, I thought a lot just now, and I still don't think I'm an immortal."

"Why?" he asked, "Do you have any basis?"

"There is no basis. But do you still remember it? You asked me before, why can you be sure that I have lost my immortal body?" I said, "My answer is very simple: I cannot make a mistake in my life and death."

Perhaps during the trough period when I was just acquitted and lost the Siren Blade, I might have misjudged many things because of insufficient awareness, but after I recovered my strength, my awareness returned to a level that was sufficient to entrust trust. In fact, I do not always trust my own awareness, but when it comes to life and death, I can make unquestionable judgments clearly-I will die if I am really killed.

So, perhaps the "pollution" of immortals really existed in me, but it must have receded now; or perhaps it has not existed since the beginning.

All signs show that the truth should be the former, but why does "pollution" retreat out of thin air? According to the doctor, this should be an unsolvable problem that has not been studied to date, right?

Since "pollution" has a curse-like nature, could it be that the Siren transferred for me without saying a word? But the Siren's ability to awaken and transfer curse was after the Daydream Mist incident, and since I became able to summon the Siren Blade again in the Old Bone incident, I clearly felt that I had no immortality.

After hearing my words, the bluebird breathed a sigh of relief, and Lieque was still thinking, while the doctor asked: "Can you be 100% sure? How could 'pollution' disappear by itself..."

"I'm totally sure," I said, "I have some questions over this. Why does 'it' spread such pollution? And why does Baiju have to study something like the immortal?"

"The Siren's background is still an unsolved mystery for us." Lecque said, "As for the purpose of Baima..."

"It's probably for the development of immortality technology." The doctor continued disdainfully, "regardless of whether this is his real purpose or not, at least he is so promoting the outside world. Those fools who pursue eternal life provide him and the Eve one by one with financial and equipment assistance. Even some corrupt elements in the Security Bureau were moving on the dark side. Didn't it be mentioned that the troops tracking Baiju discovered the undead people from stage two and stage three from his laboratory? Generally speaking, how could it be so simple to get things from the Great Warlock's laboratory? It was clearly that Baiju was using alternative means to show his technical prospects and phased achievements to some people at the headquarters."

I glanced at the empty room behind the glass wall, "Can this also be a publicity effect?"

"At this stage, 'pollution' also has side effects on the body and mind of infected people, and the standard of the complete immortal technology should be to create immortals like you in the Demonic period." The doctor said, "Besides, those stupid people who pursue immortality technology are willing to eat shit as long as they are necessary, they are not so easily scared away."

"Is it not feasible to achieve immortality through 'pollution'?" Bluebird seemed to judge this based on the doctor's contemptuous tone.

"No, although this path still cannot see the prospects clearly, it may work. However, those corrupt elements who funded the eve of the Eve of the Eternal Life have mostly not figured out what eternal life is, and they pursue eternal life only because they are afraid of death." The doctor said, "They should also have carefully imagined the life after becoming eternal life. First of all, if relatives and friends fail to live forever, they will definitely die before themselves, and even the country will perish before themselves, and even civilization will be destroyed before themselves. Then they will establish new interpersonal relationships, join new countries, and witness new civilizations... For this future, they probably think so: Although such eternal life is a bit lonely, since they have become eternal life, they will be helpless, and maybe they will still enjoy it at that time."

"Isn't that the case?" I asked.

"Of course not. The rise and fall of a country? The rise and fall of civilization? What is a small pattern worth mentioning, and it is worthy of being a topic of eternal life?" The doctor said contemptuously, "Eternal life achieved through 'pollution' is completely stripped away from the concept of 'death', and the true eternal life. What such an immortal must face is the desperate evolution of the astronomical scale of the universe. When all the stars in the universe are extinguished, all matter has decayed, the universe itself has fallen into heat silence, or has entered other ultimate ends equivalent to heat silence, such as a great tear or a great collapse... Such a universe is already the end of the hell that forbids any civilization and life, but for the universe itself, for the immortal, it is actually just a hovering line at the starting point. And what extends to the future is only endless monotonous darkness."

He continued: "Not mentioning those 'a little far' future, let's take a look at a 'small thing that will happen soon' - in just 5 billion years, our sun will become a red giant and devour the earth. If humans cannot develop interstellar civilization, or simply die in internal strife and resource depletion, do those immortals want to live in the red giant and take a bath? Or do they think that after the red giant becomes a white dwarf, they can use materials to develop spacecraft in place?"

"Do you think eternal life is a curse?" I asked.

"'Eternal Life' is a blessing, but 'eternal Life' is not." The doctor said, "I hope that when I want to live, nothing can make me die, and the same is true. Whether it is forcibly embracing death or being rejected by death, it is essentially a sign of insurmountability of death. When I feel so painful that I want to die, I can only be forced to live, but it is even more painful than death."

I had no intention of commenting on his view of life and death. I just listened to his words, but suddenly thought of another thing, "Wait... this is very strange."

"What's strange?" asked the doctor.

I looked at Lecque, "You have said that the 'it' that is the source of 'pollution' has been killed."

"I know what you want to say. Since 'pollution' has the power to transform people into immortals, is the Siren who is the source really dead - is that right?" said Lieque.

"Yes." I said, "I used to think that the reason why 'it' could bring me immortality was because 'it' constantly repairing my broken body with its own power, and this active power is unusable when 'it's own death. It's like a doctor who is so skillful that even a dead person can save him, he cannot have the strength to save himself after he dies. Therefore, it does not have an immortal body..."

The bluebird suddenly realized, "But 'pollution' still exists when the Siren dies, so she may not die at all, but will continue to survive by the power of pollution. Even if only that hand is left, she may still be alive."

"You told me last time that even if 'it' is dead and only the wreckage is left, you can continue to maintain my charm to a certain extent." I looked at Lecque, "Although I don't believe in charm, the reason you said that at that time was because you knew 'it' was not actually dead, so you came to such a strange conclusion, right?"

Under my gaze of concentration, Lieque replied without hesitation: "No, the Siren is dead."

"Really?" I have trouble accepting this answer.

"You've seen a siren's broken hand. Tell me, what was your impression when you saw that hand? Do you feel it was a living thing?" he asked back.

I recalled the pale broken hand. Is that alive? I asked myself in my heart - on the contrary, it was a dead thing that was so dead that it was unreasonable. No breath was conveyed there.

"Besides, I have no need to deceive you at this point. If I deceive you in this matter, will you give up chasing that hand?" he said.

"No." I admit.

"It is normal for you to suspect that the Siren is not dead. As the source of the spread of immortal pollution, if it dies casually, it would be too suspicious." He said, "When it died at the beginning, I also doubted whether it was pretending to be dead, and had tested it in countless ways during the autopsy. My conclusion remains unchanged. It is dead and completely dead."

Lecque has experienced decades of storms in the secret world. He has seen so many bizarre and strange things, and has encountered many immortal monsters. He may have seen more than once in his opinion such as time and space travel. And it is not surprising that even if he has an immortal body that is so powerful that it is endless, Lieque cannot not know such a simple truth.

On this basis, Lecque was able to assert firmly: "It" is dead.

What is the significance of this, it goes without saying.

More importantly, even I, who was once so closely connected to "it", could not have the slightest feeling of "it" being possible to be alive.

"It" is really dead.

For a moment, I felt that my heart was filled with complex and contradictory feelings, both disappointment and opposite emotions.

"Since you've finished watching it, it's time to leave here," said Lecher. "But before that, I hope you can have a good physical examination here. Although you say you're not a dead person, and I'm willing to trust you, it's better to check it out on the safe side."

"To be honest, we cannot detect pollution from Phase 3 here, but as a former immortal who may be liberated from the pollution from Phase 3, I am very interested in the information about your body and spirit." The doctor said, turning his head to face Liech, "After that, you are his superior, can you put him in our institute for a while?"

"He has to ask for his opinion," said Lieque.

I said that I would leave after the physical examination. The doctor was very disappointed, but he still tried his best to keep me. The Bluebird planned to complete the physical examination with me. I looked at the Bluebird, thinking about the information that might be detected during the physical examination in the future, and finally made up my mind.

I told me that my remaining life was only less than a year.

(End of this chapter)
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