Chapter 150 Do you want to be praised by future generations?
Chapter 150 Do you want to be praised by future generations?
"It shouldn't be. I cleared most of the anchors in the village. Even the residents of Xanadu Village died. The bodies were also burned."
"Things that cannot be burned are buried."
"Why is the blood demon more powerful on the surface?"
This is a big question. Logically speaking, if the anchors are cleared indiscriminately, the Blood Demon should sink significantly.
"Did something happen in the past 40 years? Did someone dig up those buried things again?"
After thinking about it carefully, I clapped my hands fiercely, yes!
There was a look of sudden realization on his face.
"Most of the blood demon's anchors actually come from aliens from the outside world. Influenced by the instinct of the body, these aliens continuously come to Taoyuan Village and try to pollute the sea and wells."
"Most of the anchors of spirit demons come from the original residents of Taoyuan Village. These original residents will block the outsiders. The prisoner game between the two parties forms a dynamic balance."
"Now, I have cleared away most of the life in Taoyuan Village. These two inferior demons have indeed gone down for a short time."
"But the anchoring battle between the two sides will not stop because of this damage, but will continue."
"The damage caused by the spirit demon is actually greater, because all the people in Taoyuan Village have died, and there is no one left to do anything for it."
"Without its subjective initiative, it only has a solitary well and half of the ocean. It can only defend passively and has no way to attack."
"On the contrary, the Blood Demon, due to his innate power, will continue to attract strangers from the outside world to Taoyuan Village in the next 40 years."
"There used to be residents of Taoyuan Village competing with these aliens, but now they no longer have them."
"These strangers had just arrived, and they didn't know that drinking well water could restore consciousness. Under the control of the blood demon, they jumped into the sea or wells one after another, causing the blood demon to effortlessly anchor the sea and the mouth.
Well, come up quickly.”
That’s pretty much the reason!
Wang Hao took a deep breath. He had not considered this condition in his previous reincarnation.
The original spirit demon can still survive there with the help of the people of Taoyuan Village.
But when he did this, the spirit demon was completely hung up and died immediately!
This becomes a completely different answer.
"But, how do I stop the Blood Demon?"
"Is it...that we have to kill all the weirdos and spare the original residents of Taoyuan Village?"
This...this is impossible!
The people in Taoyuan Village are simply unreasonable and unable to communicate.
Wang Hao thought hard, and suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a good idea.
He couldn't help but snap his fingers.
"It's not too difficult."
"All the original residents of Taoyuan Village died for me."
"Just optimize the process so that the strangers who enter Taoyuan Village will fall into a prisoner game and don't let them commit suicide by jumping into the sea."
Come on! That’s it!
[Loading "Xanadu II", please wait.]
This time, there is no need to start over.
He read the save file that he and Pan Hao hid in a pit after killing all the weirdos outside with a loudspeaker.
It's just dawn.
Pan Hao was hiding on the other side of the pit, looking exhausted.
"Hey, hey, don't sleep, let's go out now."
Pan Hao opened his eyes and said exactly the same words as in the last reincarnation: "Wouldn't you like to hide for a while? There is still plenty of food. It's no problem to eat it for a month! Or hide for a while longer?"
Wang Hao found it a bit funny and deeply lamented the power of "historical inertia".
Of course, it is also possible that the game manufacturer is too lazy to do it, and just provides these few logical words for the NPC, and then passes the blame to the illusory product of "historical inertia".
Wang Hao shook his head and said with some distress: "Almost all the weirdos outside are dead, so there is no danger. However, I failed to save the world. 40 years later, this inferior demon still surfaced and caused great damage to mankind."
"Gah?" Pan Hao's eyes widened and he was stunned for a while, making an unknown sound in his throat.
"Why does it still fail? Didn't you say that once the anchor is cleared, this natural disaster will disappear?"
"Well, it has been cleaned up a bit, but not completely. In the real plane, there are still anchors of the Blood Demon, and these anchors cannot be cleared away for the time being."
"So next, there are two options."
Wang Hao stretched out two fingers and said with a smile: "First, you die and become a sage praised in history."
"Second, I will die and become a sage praised in history."
"How do you choose? Do you want to be remembered by history? Do you want to be praised by future generations?"
Pan Hao's eyelids twitched wildly and he said subconsciously: "Can't you be resurrected infinitely? Of course it is you..."
Wang Hao said: "No, I can only be resurrected if I fail. If I die and succeed in saving the world, then... I am really dead and there is no way to live."
"I'm just giving you a chance to be famous for thousands of years, because you are a collaborator. Do you want to be famous in history?"
Pan Hao stared at the other party and hesitated for a moment.
The other party wasn't kidding.
In fact, there is nothing to consider. After all, he does not have such a noble moral character.
Saving the world is too far away for him.
It is better to die than to live. As for the reputation after death, everyone is already dead, so who cares about this?
"But why did you tell me... It's easy for you to trick me secretly, right?" He muttered, "Do you have to die? Is there no other plan?"
Wang Hao was silent for a few seconds: "I haven't thought of any other plan. This plan requires subjective initiative."
He sighed softly: "With a mortal body, it is very difficult to prevent the inferior demon god from rising."
"That's it, I'll be a sage in history."
The two of them carefully came to the wall.
The situation inside the wall is exactly the same as the previous reincarnation.
The plants inside were almost destroyed.
The magnificent temple was also leaking from all sides at the moment, and there were corpses lying everywhere inside.
All kinds of strange and weird plants grew out of these corpses, forming crooked and strange objects.
The value of each rare item can cause chaos and bloodshed in the outside world.
"Use this blood ginseng to burn two lines of words on that door, making sure that every stranger who comes here can see these words."
"good."
Pan Hao took the blood ginseng and crushed it thoroughly, turning it into plasma-like red pigment.
The majestic vitality brings a sense of drunken intoxication even if it is smelled.
A kind of crazy greed arose in Pan Hao's heart, and he secreted saliva continuously.
There seemed to be a voice deep in his heart, calling him to eat this ginseng tree quickly!
Eat it!
Eat it! You can gain long life!
Normally, Pan Hao might not be able to suppress this crazy greed.
But at this moment,
he felt it,
A heavy mission derived from history.
It seemed like there were thousands of people watching and urging him from behind.
To complete that thing.
He saw the little boy next to him, with a faint stream of light covering his entire body, like a golden body in a temple.
"What is this? Is this... becoming a Buddha?"
Pan Hao trembled all over, rubbed his eyes, and the light disappeared again.
At the gate, use a knife to carve two lines of text.
【Those who jump into the sea will die!!】
【Those who drink well water will live!!】
The bright red paint is smeared and engraved, and even this simple wooden door is tainted with a majestic breath of life.
Such an obvious breath of life can be felt by any weird person passing by, and then, seeing these two lines of text.
They will become suspicious and they will not jump into the sea easily.
But this is not enough!
Don't let weirdos get well water too easily.
The power of the "Spirit Demon" itself is not as good as that of the Blood Demon, and it is now very weak. Without the help of the people in Taoyuan Village, it can easily be killed by prostitutes due to excessive use of well water.
Once the spirit demon dies, the blood demon will devour it and quickly rise to the surface.
How to do it?
This time, of course, it is to help the spirit demon in a small way!
As long as it can survive 40 years, that's it.
Wang Hao said: "The things in the temple are fatally attractive to us, so we cannot enter rashly."
"Can you think of a way to get some well water out remotely?"
"Use your flying ancestral dagger."
"Okay, let me give it a try." Pan Hao pointed in the direction of the wellhead and started throwing the dagger.
This magical dagger has the ability to "definitely hit" and "recover".
He threw the dagger in a parabola and dropped it into the mouth of the well.
I heard a soft "plop" in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, the dagger magically flew back, with a few drops of mysterious liquid from the depths of the ancient well already on the simple tip.
Wang Hao quickly took a small bowl and put a few drops of liquid into it.
They are crystal clear, like dewdrops, with a touch of wonderful agility and mystery, as if they are alive.
There is another inexplicable attraction coming from these dewdrops.
Even after just a slight sniff, Pan Hao felt that his soul had evolved.
Wang Hao said: "This thing is a kind of fountain of youth, which can make the mind clear."
"If you drink too much, you may be able to leave your body, abandon your body, and live on just a paper body. How about it? Isn't it very mysterious and wonderful? It is a derivative of the power of the devil."
"...What are you going to do?" Pan Hao asked.
Wang Hao smiled and explained: "If you drink this stuff, you will be anchored by the spirit demon."
"It will subtly transmit its own power through this anchor, affecting human beings' consciousness."
"There is no way for human beings to resist this influence based on their individual will."
"Do you think if I take the initiative to anchor the spirit demon, will it project more power? It has no human spokesperson now. This wave of mine is called providing help in times of need."
"It will definitely seize this opportunity, won't it?"
"But..." Pan Hao said tremblingly, "Aren't you saying that human beings' personal will cannot resist this kind of influence... You will go crazy! Could it be that you..."
"I never said that I could resist this influence alone... Isn't there another blood demon here?" Wang Hao said with a smile, "I didn't place my hope on my personal will at all."
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