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It is still the living room, but to be honest, it looks more like the guest room of an ordinary airship, the difference is that it is bigger, with only a sofa, no bed, and the round room on one side is also dark because the airship has returned to the base. No, upon hearing Don Quixote's words, Osiris nodded, but then said, "No living person would like Death."

"But as a true god, you should have a source of faith, right? What method do you rely on to obtain the power of faith?"

"Throw your soul into the river Styx, only those who believe in me can float on the water, and those who don't will be sunk."

"It really is the great goddess Osiris, well done, simple and direct!"

"Thanks."[

"," Don Quixote scratched his hair, "since you are leaving, I will stop talking nonsense. The compensation I want to give you is not something that can be seen and touched, but something that can be seen and touched. It is a method that can make living people believe in you."

"The living believe in me?"

Suddenly, Don Quixote felt the world spinning, and he actually entered the memory of Osiris again. The content was exactly the same as what he saw last time, and it was still a long, long, long time ago when the true god was a child. That unpleasant memory, but this time the memory is faster, it can almost be said to have passed by in a flash, "Living people don't believe in death," Osiris said word by word after a long time.

Hearing the words from Osiris, Don Quixote couldn't help feeling a little sad. Of course, it wasn't because his tears were low. In fact, the main reason was that he shared Osiris' childhood memories. Memory, this is Don Quixote, if it were someone else, his soul would have been assimilated by Osiris long ago, but that's it.It also made Don Quixote have an illusion, as if those things were experienced by him personally. Fortunately, the free will was awakened instantly, and the feeling of tears disappeared instantly, but Don Quixote felt a little sorry for this God.

Of the seven true gods in the Faerun world, it seems that except for Osiris, all the others are very popular.Just like Don Quixote's goddess of time and age, even if no one remembers her, people's innate emotion and awe of time can still be transformed into the power of faith and provided to this goddess through the sword of time. It is not impossible to return to the god position.

But the Grim Reaper is different, the entire Faerun world.Or in any world, people only hate death, saying that death is a part of life, and saying that you should face death calmly. In fact, when death really falls on you, how many people can calm down? It's really a problem if you can believe in the god of death.Even if there are a few mavericks occasionally, the power of faith is nothing more than a grasshopper's legs to Osiris.

"Hiss~" Don Quixote handed Osiris a cigarette, took one himself, sucked it hard and then licked his lips, "Do you believe that I can reverse people's perception of you?" Concept? Let some people in this world believe in you?"

"Do not believe."

"Pa~" Don Quixote held his forehead with one hand, and the touch of emotion that was finally ignited in his heart was extinguished by these cold words, but what the god of death said was also reasonable.For thousands of years, people's fear of death has been passed down from generation to generation. Osiris doesn't believe that people have changed because of the man in front of her, even though his soul is very unique, as if she had seen it from Father God when she was a child. The unique soul recorded in a book, but it is impossible to change anything.

"How about it," Don Quixote took out a thick book made of parchment from his arms with a cigarette in his mouth.Or maybe it is a letter, because the words on it are all handwritten by Don Quixote, "Miss Osiris, let's put it another way. Do you want to be believed by living people, and will you work hard for this goal?" ?”

"I don't want it," Osiris turned her head slightly, no longer staring blankly at Don Quixote, but shifted her gaze to the round door on one side, as if the scenery outside was very good.

Don Quixote licked his lips again, "Master Osiris, if you say that, this is my compensation for you, but if you don't want it, then don't blame me."

"Then don't want it," said Osiris, and a sickle appeared in Osiris' hand. With a swipe, the passage connecting the underworld and the flywheel world appeared again. Through this gap like an eye, Tang Ji Once again, Huode clearly saw the appearance of the underworld. To be precise, it is the appearance of the Styx River. The width is unknown, and the length is endless, almost running through the entire underworld. Some of the souls in it are newly thrown into the Styx River. The souls of the souls are wailing, thrashing, sinking to the bottom and floating up again, while others have dull eyes, floating quietly in the river and drifting with the current, and some souls no longer have the appearance of human beings, and they look like they are in a wax museum. The wax figure was baked by fire.

"Master Goddess, who are those souls?"

Osiris looked in the direction Don Quixote pointed, and said calmly, "I have soaked in the River Styx for too long, and I have been assimilated by the river."

"What about on the shore? Will it always exist?"

Osiris shook her head, "It can exist for decades, and those with abilities can exist even longer."

"What a waste, you sit first, sit first," Don Quixote returned Osiris who had stood up to the sofa, but as if to show her determination, Osiris did not turn off the same The passage to the underworld obviously has a meaning that if you dare to mention that matter again, my mother will walk to show you

Don Quixote could still vaguely see the pervasive death aura hovering at the door of the passage. If Osiris hadn't blocked him, he might have been directly corroded into a skeleton, "Well, let's not talk about letting live People believe in you, these souls that already belong to you, how can you treat them so simply and roughly?"[

"You just said you did a good job."

"Is that so? That's not the point," said Don Quixote, turning around and sitting beside Osiris, separating her from the passage to the underworld, as if vowing to leave Osiris behind. Just kidding, if such a pure God doesn't make good use of her to let her run away, then Don Quixote can commit suicide by smashing tofu, although there is no tofu in the world of Faerun.

"Look at this," said Don Quixote, putting away the notebook in his hand.He took out another letter from the space ring and put it on the table. On it was written "Underworld Reconstruction Plan" in Char's characters. Obviously, Don Quixote saw that Osiris was so important to the living. Rejection, and seeing the huge soul reserve in the abyss world, he no longer insisted on the first plan "Altar of Reincarnation", and took out the second one instead.It can be regarded as Don Quixote's preparations.

"A little bit to that side," Don Quixote gently patted Osiris, asking her to pour out some space for herself, so that she would not be so crowded, and then opened the first page of the "Underworld Reconstruction Plan" handbook. Page, "First of all. Lady Osiris, we exclude all noble, positive, kind, and other positive human emotions. We need to be clear about one truth, that is, human beings. First of all, they are selfish, right? "

Osiris, who leaned sideways and stared at Don Quixote, nodded, so Don Quixote pointed to the underworld behind him, "So if you want the dead souls to believe in you, what do you have to do? Give them what they want."

"This is the foundation of belief. Why do you believe in the true God? Is it the so-called doctrine? That was a long time ago. It was a supply and demand relationship at the beginning. Just like the great goddess Mystra, she never asked her Her believers are pure believers, she thinks that faith is a deal, you believe in me, I let you use my magic net, and it is the same with you. Give these souls what they want, and they will come from the bottom of their hearts The belief in you here, and this kind of belief is far better than soaking them in the water of the Styx. The power of belief in forcing them to believe in you is many times higher, and in this, as long as you develop slowly, slowly summary, death will have its teachings."

"Huh~" After finishing so much in one breath, even Don Quixote took a deep breath, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Osiris nodded, "The only thing the souls want is resurrection. I can't do this, and the world will be in chaos."

"Don't worry," Don Quixote turned over another page of the manuscript. Not only was there a bunch of words written densely on the manuscript, there was also this illustration on the top of the parchment, a huge round stone plate, densely packed with words. There are many patterns carved on the seal, but there are notes next to the patterns, saying that these are decorations. Below the illustration, there is a line of small characters, "Samsara Mill".

"This thing is the core of our underworld reconstruction plan. Through this thing, the soul can return to the world and attach to the body of an unborn baby, and become the master of this soulless body. A chance to be reborn."

"Of course," Don Quixote said for Osiris again when she saw that Osiris wanted to refute but didn't know where to start because she was clumsy and clumsy, "I understand your worries. The soul is attached to the larvae whose brains are not yet mature under your control, which will not only cause harm to them, but also disturb the world. You can imagine the scene, a mature soul who died of vendetta, when he is resurrected In the future, I am afraid that the only thing to do is revenge, and the same cruel pervert has gained a new life, and he will still repeat the way he used to, then the world will become a mess."

"But!" Don Quixote turned another page, "Do you know what is the most precious thing to human beings?"

Osiris shook her head, "Gold coins? A beautiful opposite sex?"

"Ha," Don Quixote couldn't help laughing, "You still know a little bit about human beings, but unfortunately, you guessed wrong. For humans, the most precious thing is the thing that cannot be obtained. You Always remember one thing, human nature is cheap, if you don’t believe me, think about it, no matter which language in the world is used, stupid people, stupid people, are not as pleasant to the ears of sluts, because human nature is cheap!”

"The specific manifestation is that things that are too easy to get are often not cherished. On the contrary, things that are obtained through hard work will be enshrined as treasures. This law is the same for those souls in the underworld. You give them hope and give them the chance to be resurrected, but this is not unconditional, rebirth, the irresistible temptation, is it so easy to obtain?"

"So," Don Quixote turned a page of the Codex again, "the underworld needs to be rebuilt, a complete system is needed, so that these souls can understand one thing, I can be resurrected, but there is a prerequisite, only if the conditions are met, Only those whose faith reaches the standard can be reborn, and this is also very important in order not to disturb this person's interference with the world of Faerun!"

As he said that, Don Quixote pointed to an illustration, a huge pot, and a woman with vicissitudes in her eyes was sitting next to it. Similarly, there was a pile of text under this illustration, but it was farther away. It is far more than the millstone on the previous page, and it seems that the words on it aroused Osiris’ interest, so she opened Don Quixote’s hand and read it with relish (To be continued. If you like This work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)

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