Fog Survival

After learning about the situation, Qi Yuan found that his strength did not increase this time, and he did not notice any abnormality.

This is enough to show that the increase in strength has no direct relationship with the appearance of powerful creatures, and there must be other factors that are secretly affecting it!

It is very likely related to the death of several perfect-level strongmen.

After this kind of thing, it can be proved that there will always be a few more perfect machines to kill, so Qi Yuan can only put it aside for the time being.

…

Time flies, Qi Yuan has been in the [Soul Cave] for half a year.

And just today, Zhou Yuheng's spiritual body, which was originally completely unconscious, finally recovered its original memory and consciousness.

The illusory and floating spiritual body stared at his hands blankly, muttering to himself in confusion: "Where is this? Who am I? What is going on..."

Countless doubts appeared in his mind, but no one helped him, and he had to sort out his thoughts by himself.

Qi Yuan and Wei Xi watched worriedly, waiting for Zhou Yuheng to fully recover.

This time, it only took half a day for Zhou Yuheng's thinking to gradually become clear, and he began to think and act like a normal person.

When he looked back and saw Qi Yuan and Wei Xi, his eyes showed obvious fluctuations, and he whispered: "Boss... Ghost Department..."

Hearing this familiar voice, Qi Yuan smiled, it seems that he has recognized him.

As for why he called Wei Xi like this?

It was mainly because he was not familiar with Wei Xi, at most they were colleagues, and they had more contact in daily life, so he simply called him the head of the Ghost Department.

"It seems that after all, Yuheng has recognized us, right?"

Zhou Yuheng nodded slightly, still a little confused and said: "What is going on? Am I dead? I remember that it was a very strong beast, which had just broken through to the early stage of the perfect level. Its strength was stronger than mine, who was at the peak of the perfect level. Half of my heart was taken out..."

Zhou Yuheng muttered and talked, not like he was communicating with others, but in this way to sort out the memory veins in his mind.

He still had obvious memories of what happened before his death, and sometimes mixed with important memories from the past.

Qi Yuan found that he was constantly moving forward from the memory before his death, and then recalling more distant memories.

As Zhou Yuheng talked more and more, Qi Yuan's expression became strange.

Zhou Yuheng...did he reveal all his secrets? He really muttered everything!

He heard clearly that Zhou Yuheng said he liked a girl who worked in a kindergarten in Xincheng. She was a virtuous and beautiful woman...

Qi Yuan did not expect that Zhou Yuheng, who had always been upright, was actually a shy and infatuated man. The contrast was really big.

Qi Yuan immediately turned his back and secretly called An Changlin, asking him to check the information of this woman.

As a result, he was shocked when he checked.

There was indeed a woman who looked exactly like the image described by Zhou Yuheng, and the two had a brief contact during a mission.

But according to the investigation, it was found that this woman...his mother was married and had children!

Qi Yuan was speechless for a while. He originally wanted to match Zhou Yuheng up and have a love story between a human and a ghost, fulfilling a wish he had once made.

However, it seems that Zhou Yuheng is just a one-sided crush!

Qi Yuan thought it was embarrassing, this kid seems to be a bit shy!

As more and more memories came back, Zhou Yuheng's thinking became more complete, and his emotions and demeanor were no different from those of a normal person.

If you ignore his floating body, it's just like a normal person.

"Yuheng, how do you feel?"

Hearing the question, Zhou Yuheng reacted and turned back and said: "I feel right, boss. Am I dead? How come I am alive again? And I am like this now..."

Beside him, Wei Xi took the initiative to explain to him: "You are indeed dead. Most of your heart is destroyed. Even the technology of the institute cannot help you revive. We can only use a lot of resources to help you prolong your life."

"I knew... When my heart was attacked, I knew that this time it might be dangerous. Sure enough... What's going on now?"

Qi Yuan smiled and said: "We used another way to help you prolong your life."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuheng's eyes were obviously stunned. He looked down at his illusory body. He seemed to have figured out something, but there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Boss, do you mean... to turn me into a soul?"

"Yes, this is the only way to save you, to turn you into a pure soul life form, and now it seems to have been done."

"I see, it feels so magical."

"Yuheng, check it carefully, is there any difference from before?"

After all, it was the first time to create a soul life form, Qi Yuan actually didn't know much about all aspects, and didn't know the specific situation of Zhou Yuheng's body, so he just let him check it himself.

Zhou Yuheng felt his body and said ambiguously: "I don't feel any change, but I feel completely changed."

"What about thinking and memory? And emotions?"

"It seems that there is no problem. I don't know what memories are missing, but I have all the memories before I died."

Zhou Yuheng actually knew it himself. After all, people can remember their forgotten memories, and mental problems are even more difficult to detect.

So, Qi Yuan asked a few questions casually: "How did you come to the misty world?"

"System transmission."

"How did your father die?"

"The riot in the fourth district."

"Who was the first generation leader of the secret war bureau?"

"White head, black head, wolf head."

"What is the name of the kindergarten teacher you like? How many children does he have?"

"... Boss, that's enough."

"Oh oh oh, okay." Qi Yuan hurriedly stopped. The questions he asked were about what happened at the same time to ensure the integrity of Zhou Yuheng's memory.

"Zhou Yuheng, how strong are you now? Can you practice normally and improve your strength?"

Zhou Yuheng felt his body, waved his fists a few times, and said in a daze: "The strength should be poor. I feel that if it is a human of the same level, I can easily kill him. The other party should not have the strength to deal with me."

Qi Yuan nodded.

Now Zhou Yuheng's strength is at the peak of the rare level. Humans of this strength cannot reach the spiritual level and cannot hurt Zhou Yuheng.

Similarly, when they face spiritual attacks, they have no defense power.

Even if they reach the perfect level, their spirit is only slightly improved, and they cannot resist Zhou Yuheng's rare level spiritual attack.