Chapter 382: Beyond Death, Rebirth
"die".
This word has completely different appearances in different time periods.
In ancient primitive times, when people's souls were still bound to the earth by gravity, "death" was the realm of witchcraft and gods and ghosts.
At that time, people imagined death as a skeleton in a black robe using a sickle to reap human souls, but now, any doctor in a white coat in an operating room or laboratory can replace him.
In today's galactic world, death is not a fear, but just a "structural technical problem".
If there is a problem with an organ, we can replace it. If there is heart failure, we can replace the heart. If there is a problem with the brain, we can even replace the brain.
Any physical disease can be circumvented by artificial means and methods. For the big capitalists who monopolize the galaxy, these are just "cost issues."
The new technology has deprived people of their fear of primitive death, allowing a single "disease" to encompass all diseases, that is -
"Poverty disease".
Just like when people go to the doctor, they ask the doctor, "What's wrong with my body?" instead of "How has my body died?"
People's fear of death is gradually being replaced by a new emotion. People worry that their funds cannot support the high medical expenses, but they never worry that their illness cannot be cured.
This is especially true at the place called "Pinoconi".
Under the protection of the family's "harmony" power, death does not exist in the dream world. Even those who are terminally ill, such as ALS or vegetative state who cannot move a finger in reality, can laugh freely in the dream world.
But now, Yao Luo couldn't laugh.
He couldn't die. Even if he wanted to commit suicide, it would be very difficult for him now.
Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as countless dirty, chaotic, resentful, and confused deaths hidden beneath this beautiful dream happened again and again.
He saw a singer with great dreams have his voice ruined by a glass of poisoned wine the night before he became famous.
He saw scientists who had worked hard on their research being skinned and tortured just to dig out the most valuable scientific research results from their brains.
He saw that patients who had been deprived of their ability to move finally regained the freedom that they were born with, but were reluctant to give it up when they were about to wake up.
...............
There are many things in this world that are actually more terrifying than death.
The colorful black liquid, sticky, wrapped Yao Luo. It was a collection of countless sounds of shattered dreams in Pinocchio, a "dream death" deeper than death.
No matter how powerful the Pinoconi family is, they cannot eliminate the concept of "death". Yao Luo guessed that the family must have confused the concept of death through some means.
The source of all this is most likely the "memory memes" hidden deep within.
Yao Luo could sense the eyes in the darkness, staring greedily at Yao Luo's memory, as if they wanted to swallow him up in one bite.
In the black chaos, an extremely sharp invisible blade instantly split the black chaotic abyss into two sides.
"Dream Death" was easily cut open, revealing the figure of the monster hiding behind the scenes.
"scare!"
Eyes, endless eyes, formed a grotesque shape that reached straight into the sky.
Purple, black and gold, these three colors formed a grotesque structure that tainted the sun in this space, and its light was no longer there.
The purple monster showed Yao Luo its sharp blades and claws that were countless times larger than before. There were as many of them as an octopus, and one would feel suffocated just by looking at them, as if the right to breathe had been taken away.
Fighting at home, and with his main body now countless times stronger than before, "What's Towards Death" looked at Yao Luo's tiny body mockingly, wondering how he could lose.
In order to eat this sweet and delicious "snack", he showed Yao Luo hundreds of thousands of "death experiences". Each time, Yao Luo had to personally experience the most feared things and experiences in the heart of the fearer, otherwise he could not take a step forward. Yao Luo's ability to come here has greatly exceeded its expectations. In its long existence, no one has ever been able to persist for so long.
Now, Yao Luo’s strength is not as strong as before. As long as I just stick my head out, I can swallow him easily.
The fact is indeed as speculated in "What is Towards Death". After the last swing of the sword, Yao Luo's breath seemed to have disappeared.
It's not that Yao Luo is not strong. If anyone else were immersed in this most primitive "dream of death", as long as he failed to break free from the shackles at the beginning, he would end up like this.
"What is Towards Death" used his body to lift Yao Luo up, and the purple mist in the void confused people's minds and pushed all living beings towards death.
This is how it should be...?
"You don't really think you can hide in the gap between "death" and dreams and become invincible, do you?"
When he opened his eyes, the scorching gaze was like the dazzling sun, and two pillars of light rose from both sides of Yao Luo's eyebrows.
The sharp blade of "What is Towards Death" holding Yao Luo's body melted instantly, and the purple-gold meme composed of "Dream Death" dissipated like melting ice and snow under Yao Luo's [ ] colored light.
"ah----!"
A hoarse scream. For the first time, this memory meme showed fear.
Logically speaking, a body made up of memes would not be afraid of any physical or conceptual attacks.
The only thing that can defeat a meme is the meme itself.
But unfortunately, Yao Luo is the biggest "werewolf" in the entire Pinocchio.
If Yao Luo hadn't deliberately weakened himself to this extent, this memory domain meme would probably have hidden itself till the end of time and would never dare to come out and touch a hair of Yao Luo.
Yao Luo's weak "shell" suddenly shattered. The originally devastated state, weakened by countless death experiences to the point of being in a trance, and the look of almost falling over was gone.
A man with the word "invincible" flashing on his face stood up from his previous weak shell and clasped his palms together nonchalantly.
"boom---!"
A simple action created a huge storm in this space. The center of Yao Luo's palm was like a huge black hole, which began to swallow the surrounding "Dream Death".
"What is heading towards death?" This body, which had suddenly expanded to several hundred meters in size due to devouring Yao Luo's spiritual power, instantly leaked "memory" from its body like a wrung-out rag.
“Kaa! Kaa!!”
The shape was twisted, the concept was deformed, the meme body of "What is Towards Death" was easily flattened and rounded by Yao Luo, and gathered into a sphere the size of a glass bead, which was pinched at the fingertips by two fingers as strong as steel bars.
Inside the "glass ball", the body of "something heading towards death" twisted and struggled back and forth, appearing to be in great restraint and pain.
Logically speaking, memes would not have such a feeling, but in terms of "memory", as long as Yao Luo wants to do it, there is nothing he can't do.
The power to change the form and properties of memory matter was mastered by Yao Luo as early as when the messenger from Liuguang Yiting sneaked into the train. This is also the fundamental reason why he can create "light cones" at will and threaten the messenger.
Memory Commander, boy!
"I think I have found the 'non-existent thing' in the first dream, right?"
Yao Luo brushed off the non-existent dust on himself, looked at his intact body, and talked to himself.
Although he didn't know the code that Ji Zi deciphered on the train, Yao Luo was able to keenly perceive the operating mechanism of this dream through analysis.
Although he didn't know which dream space the female swordsman was in, Yao Luo believed that as long as he kept looking, he would be able to find the train set and her location.
"Now, it's my turn to wake up."
(End of this chapter)