in the edge

Chapter 537 The Desire of the Heart

In the cave originally opened up by Du Chengfeng, the coyote, or the star lord Tan Lang, was recuperating from his injuries.

This was not a physical injury, or rather, strictly speaking, physical injuries could not be considered injuries. After all, he could even completely change his appearance, so it was just healing some wounds, which was even easier for him - but physical wounds were easy to heal, but mental wounds were not so easy to heal.

Especially after fighting with another powerful person, the mental collision caused an unstable state of mind, which requires quite some time to calm down.

"It was still too weak... I was almost eaten."

The coyote lying on the ground thought so.

This is not weakness in combat power, but weakness in principle. When he truly came into contact with the death star's understanding of death, when he truly experienced that determination, no matter how much he believed in the principle of the survival of the fittest, he couldn't help but be shaken.

He even thought at one point that this path of death did not conflict with his philosophy of the survival of the fittest, and that perhaps he could also take this path.

But this is also the problem.

When this thought arose in his mind, his firmness against the law of the jungle was also weakened. In other words, understanding new truths not only failed to make him stronger, but instead made him weaker.

"Besides...I'm not him."

The coyote gritted his teeth at the thought.

Yes, he is not that unlucky star, he has his own way to go, how could he turn around and study death like that unlucky star - but this is also what hurts him the most, the thing that is right in front of him, that tyrannical path, he can't pretend to see it, but it's impossible.

Once you see it, you will be affected, and once you are affected, you will begin to believe it.

"It would be nice if I could stop believing in this kind of thing, but...ah."

The coyote felt more and more uncomfortable thinking about this.

Refusing to believe is easy to say but extremely difficult to do - it is not as easy as just saying it, but you have to not believe from the bottom of your heart what you see, hear, and even experience personally.

This is the best way to resist being influenced, never giving the other party a chance to take advantage of you, and refusing to be influenced from the very beginning.

But this also means working in isolation, which means we will not be able to continue to become stronger.

Perhaps gaining power is such a difficult thing that you may be caught in a dilemma at any time - just like the coyote now, on the one hand, he is attracted by the temptation of the way of death and tries to understand the truth in it, while on the other hand, he is trying hard to resist this power and resist being infected by it.

"It would be great if you could just say simply and directly that if you don't believe it, then you don't believe it."

The coyote couldn't help but sigh.

In the past, when he was still young, he believed that people should pursue knowledge, and only by learning and mastering all that knowledge can they become strong - but now, he has vaguely felt that it is not people who are pursuing knowledge, but knowledge that is chasing people.

Of course, if the person being pursued by knowledge happens to want this knowledge, then that is naturally great. It can be said to be a two-way process and everyone is happy. People get the knowledge they want, and knowledge finds a suitable host, and everyone has a bright future.

But in fact, more often than not, the person who is pursued by knowledge may not be facing the knowledge he wants, and it may even be harmful. So at this time, the knowledge that was originally as sweet as honey becomes poison. Once it is swallowed without scruples, what awaits this person may be something more tragic than death.

And now, this is what the coyotes are facing.

The knowledge about death caught up with him, forcing information that he didn't need at all into his brain. If he couldn't eliminate the influence, he would only be affected by the information.

His belief in the law of the jungle will fade away, and he will gradually be infected by the way of death.

It is true that the unlucky star is dead, but he will also become the second unlucky star.

"So this can't happen anyway."

Thinking of this, the coyote simply left the cave and jumped down from a high altitude.

The body, which was no different from that of an ordinary wild wolf, fell to the ground and even began to move like an ordinary wild wolf, pouncing on rabbits, voles, and even looking for a wolf pack and starting to hunt with the wolf pack.

This is the coyote's way of restoring himself, by integrating into nature itself and regaining his belief in the law of the jungle.

Coyote found his own way, while in the cave of Death Star, Zheng Qixing, who brought back a group of corpses, began his recuperation - perhaps Death Star can be called a powerful person, but Zheng Qixing is not a powerful person. Even though Zheng Qixing now has eight heads, if he really wants to take over the research on death left by Death Star, it is actually a huge workload.

What's more, among the eight heads, only seven can be truly used. As for the last and most useful one, which is the head of the Death Star himself, it has been put into a deep sleep and it is difficult to wake up again.

"Besides...his understanding of death is still a bit too biased."

Zheng Qixing, who has eight heads, evaluates his future self in this way.

This is not just the evaluation of Zheng Qixing, but the common evaluation of seven Zheng Qixing. Even the last two Zheng Qixing who fell into emptiness and confusion because of studying death did not think that their future selves were really on the right path.

This can be felt just by looking at those mountains and seas of corpses. I have resurrected so many undead souls, but have only achieved such a superficial level. The level of my future self will be really poor.

You have to know that Zheng Qixing had already become a master of evil spirits at a young age, and was even a famous hero at the time. His style of doing things would not be so slow and sloppy.

And if it were him, he would not actually study the way of death.

"Just like evil spirits, this kind of thing has side effects."

Thinking of this, Zheng Qixing couldn't help but shook his head.

Although it was true that he had become a master of evil spirit back then, he had always been very cautious about this kind of thing, and his current understanding of death was similar - just like the more he used evil spirit, the more easily he would be affected by it, the more he studied death, the more he would be affected by death itself.

This point can be clearly seen from the previous death star. The excessive exploration of death even disturbed the mind of the death star, so that compared to Zheng Qixing himself, this death star is like a completely different person.

As the old saying goes, when you have a hammer, everything looks like a nail.

If we continue to follow this sentence, it means that as the time of holding the hammer increases, the person holding the hammer will become a figure who only knows how to swing the hammer. At this time, this person can no longer do anything except swinging the hammer.

"We cannot let power control people, but people should control power." Zheng Qixing thought.

Although Zheng Qixing was not very clear whether he was still a human being with eight heads, he was no longer in the mortal world, so it didn't matter - yes, in Zheng Qixing's own understanding, after his death he was taken to the underworld, or to heaven, anyway, those strange places that only existed in myths and legends.

Well, since it has become a myth, it doesn't matter what kind of appearance he has. After all, in those myths, there are people with ten heads, so his eight heads are even considered too few.

"What's more... right now we need everyone to help each other."

Looking at the undead souls that were as numerous as mountains and seas before him, Zheng Qixing didn't have the mind to worry about their appearance for a moment.

Appearance and the like no longer mattered. What he really had to deal with right now was the mess left behind by the Death Star - these corpses were the by-products of the Death Star's research on death, and were often used as a source of power by the Death Star. However, this enormous power was not a good thing at all for Zheng Qixing.

After all, he had no intention of controlling the undead. He didn't even want to accept this way of death. These undead were purely a burden to him.

"But it's also an opportunity, isn't it?"

Thinking of this, Zheng Qixing's two heads turned and looked at himself.

"This is also an opportunity, isn't it? You can just settle them down properly, and in the process, you can gradually realize new powers... According to what we have researched in the future, death itself can be used as a power, so how can fighting against death not be used as a power?"

"This...is true."

Zheng Qixing, who was in the lead, nodded. He understood what his other self wanted to express.

The mountains and seas of corpses are indeed a huge burden, but they are also an opportunity for training - just as the other party said, calling back these undead souls is one kind of power, and letting these undead souls return to sleep is naturally another kind of power.

In fact, this is a better force.

It is not about awakening the dead, but letting them return to sleep. This approach is obviously more in line with the true way of death.

Death is eternal sleep. Now that you are already asleep, there is no need to wake up again.

It is disrespectful to disturb the deceased's sleep rashly.

"really."

Thinking of this, the two heads at the edge of Zheng Qixing's head also nodded repeatedly.

These two heads belong to the last two Zheng Qixings, and they are also the Zheng Qixings who have done the most in-depth research on death. However, unlike the later Zheng Qixing who studied death to the point of obsession, these two Zheng Qixings had already fallen into emptiness and confusion before reaching this step - but at this moment, looking at the eyes of these two Zheng Qixings, there is no confusion at all.

There was determination in the eyes of the two Zheng Qixings; they saw the future glory of this road!
"That's what you should do!"

"This should have been done a long time ago!"

The two Zheng Qixings started arguing with each other.

"I was wondering why I became more and more confused the more I studied. It turns out that we were on the wrong path from the beginning! The obsession with resurrection comes from our death, not death itself... We have always been taking a detour! This is what we really want to do!"

"Or maybe we just don't want to die like this."

Zheng Qixing in the middle, who was also the leader, couldn't help but sigh.

Yes, as Zheng Qixing, who was closest to the death at that time, he felt the deepest about this thought - even if it was true that he killed countless people, he never felt that he had done anything wrong in his heart. After all, his main goal has always been to eliminate harm for the people, and he would not do anything to kill innocent people for credit.

But it was this persistence that led to the unsolvable resentment after he was killed for no reason.

Why, why was he killed when he did nothing wrong?
Perhaps it was because of this resentment that he later went astray. He did not want to die like this, he wanted to live again, so his research on death was just for his own resurrection from the very beginning.

He was unwilling to die like this, he was unwilling to accept it.

"But now..."

Thinking of this, Zheng Qixing shook his head.

Now, after seeing his future self become like this, he no longer had any resentment in his heart - what's more, according to his other selves, he had even avenged himself long ago, so he had even less resentment to speak of.

If I must say, he is actually more confused at the moment.

This is also closer to the two empty Zheng Qixing. After his great revenge, he is no longer obsessed with resurrection. He suddenly doesn't know what to do - it seems that he can do anything, but he has no interest in anything. This is Zheng Qixing's current state.

From this perspective, his future self, the unlucky one, has left him a rich legacy.

"Let these dead souls sleep first."

Zheng Qixing thought so.

Letting these mountains and seas of dead souls fall into a peaceful sleep was exactly what Zheng Qixing was thinking at the moment. After all, he was exhausted and wanted to pursue eternal tranquility. However, he would not choose death just like that. After all, such a thing was too irresponsible. He would wait until all these dead souls fell into a deep sleep before considering whether he should fall asleep with them.

"Maybe in this process, I found another reason not to fall asleep?"

The other Zheng Qixing's head spoke.

"Perhaps I have made new discoveries in this process... Now we already know that this world is very big, and there are still many things we can do, right?"

There was no response to Zheng Qixing's question.

Only the eighth head of Zheng Qixing nodded.

(End of this chapter)