Death is the ultimate problem that plagues mankind, and it is the destiny that everyone is destined to go to.
When our ancestors first opened their spiritual acupoints, they had already formed a habit of thinking about death. Fear forces them to look directly at the unknown and try to avoid this outcome by any means.
From religion in the ignorant era to science in modern society, the discussion about "death" has never ended, but it has not been resolved until now.
Perhaps for a long time to come, humans will still be unable to understand the nature of death.
This fear from the bottom of their hearts will still accompany them throughout their lives.
But for Valentine at this moment, the mysterious and strange goddess of death is standing in front of him, wearing a tulle on her face.
As long as he raises his hand to push away the haze, he may be able to see the answer to this difficult problem that has troubled mankind for a long time.
But the premise is that Valentine must know whether he is really dead.
The heart stops, the brain stops, the nerves wither...
If he doesn't understand this, he's still just looking at things in the fog.
"Then do you hope that you are really dead, or not?"
Jiao Zhengyu did not answer the question directly, but instead raised a question.
There was warm spring water under the cold night sky, but it could not warm Valentine's heart. He soaked in the water, closing his eyes and saying nothing.
White mist curled up on the hot spring, but Jiao Zhengyu saw him very clearly in his eyes. Not just the outside, but the inside as well.
Time passed minute by minute, and Valentine still didn't speak. He seemed to be asleep, breathing steadily and pressing his lips tightly, without any intention of answering.
"It's okay if you don't want to say it."
A few minutes later, it was Jiao Zhengyu who broke the silence. She smiled and raised a shallow splash of water towards the opposite side.
"I can see it anyway."
Drops of water fell on Valentine's face, waking him up. The stars in the sky fell into the young man's eyes, and countless threads appeared, as complicated as a tangle, illuminating the confusion in his heart.
"Let's talk about the conclusion first. You are indeed dead."
Jiao Zhengyu twisted his body and his whole body fell into the water, leaving only half of his head floating on the water.
A little yellow duck suddenly appeared in front of her, pushed away by the ripples on the water, and circled around the little head.
"If you think about it, you will know that your entire body is wrapped in the Origin Stone. It is as thick as concrete, and only two corners are left outside."
"Isolated from the air and unable to eat or replenish fluids, it would be a disaster if I could still survive."
Although Jiao Zhengyu was completely submerged in the water, her words were still very clear, as if they appeared directly in Valentine's mind.
However, as the words rang out, small bubbles kept popping up in the water in front of Jiao Zhengyu, as if she was really talking.
The bubbles surfaced and exploded, and the little yellow duck staggered. The girl with antlers shook her head slightly, her purple eyes fixed on the toy in front of her, even assimilating the white mist on the hot spring, giving it a strong aura of cuteness.
"That means that in the world where I am first..."
Valentine was still looking at the night sky, completely unaware of the cute creatures on the other side of the hot spring.
"It's where people come after they die."
Gudu.
A large bubble exploded and overturned the little yellow duck. Jiao Zhengyu opened his eyes wide and quickly stretched out his hand to straighten it.
And Valentine's whole body froze in an instant, his body and spirit tense at this moment, as if it would break at any time.
It was as if the bubble had exploded in his mind.
…
"ha."
Valentine sighed and softened.
"Is that so?"
He lowered his head, looked at Jiao Zhengyu who was playing with the little yellow duck, and smiled softly.
It was surprisingly easy to accept.
In Valentine's thinking, the serious question of "death" must have a more serious result.
Then Jiao Zhengyu told him that after human beings die, they will become players in a blank world, and start a game of Minecraft with a high degree of freedom.
Not only can he transform the environment as he wishes, but he can also modify the laws that make up the world and become a true creator god.
Sound ridiculous?
If it were Chen Yue in the past, he would never believe that this was the answer to death. Even Valentine, who had experienced a series of magical events, would not believe it.
But now he experienced death firsthand.
You have to believe it even if you don’t believe it, the facts are right in front of you.
This is why Valentine accepted the answer so quickly.
"You know 'hell' and 'heaven', right?"
Wow.
Jiao Zhengyu grabbed the little yellow duck and stood up from the water. She shook her head, and her hair, which was tied into a ball, was dangling, as if it would fall apart soon.
The graceful curves of the girl's body were revealed in front of Valentin's eyes, but he could only see a shallow white mist.
"of course I know."
The boy nodded.
Not only the earth, but also the world of Terra also has the concepts of 'hell' and 'heaven', the source of which is the mythology of the Sakota people.
"This is 'heaven', or 'hell'."
Jiao Zhengyu arranged his hair again and tied it up before sitting back in the hot spring, but he was no longer soaking in the water like just now.
The little yellow duck was also put aside by her, drifting with the waves in the shallow ripples.
"What?"
Valentine frowned.
He didn't understand what Jiao Zhengyu just said at all.
Is the new world after death a paradise or a hell?
This is quite consistent with the description in religious scriptures.
But everyone will become a creation god in the new world they belong to. This has nothing to do with hell, right?
It's quite fitting to call it heaven.
"Ah."
Realizing what Valentine was thinking, Jiao Zhengyu sneered.
"Do you really think that a world where you can do whatever you want is paradise?"
"shallow."
She bit the last two words very hard, with obvious sarcasm.
But Valentine wasn't angry either.
After all, after living for thousands of years, his character is already different from before.
"You ancients have a saying that is true: one is born in sorrow and dies in happiness."
"After living in this harmonious world for so long, you see everything as too beautiful. Although monsters exist, they don't exist in your eyes at all."
Jiao Zhengyu raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes.
The pattern in her purple eyes seemed to come alive at this moment, slowly rotating and blooming with a strange light.
"Because there are no monsters on earth and Terra."
"but……"
"You stand on the streets of those two worlds and among the crowds you see in front of you,
But there are many beings that are thousands of times more terrifying than monsters. "
After the words ended, the hot spring returned to silence, with only the sound of the night wind echoing in Valentine's ears.
But at this moment, he already understood what Jiao Zhengyu meant, and his whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.
…
During the Battle of Qicheng, Valentine actually had a very "wonderful" adventure, which was the period of time when he was wrapped up in materialized sin.
Although it was short, he experienced all the negative emotions that Terran civilization had accumulated over time and became a sinner throughout history.
He did not see the splendor of the ancient people of Terra, and every cell and nerve in his body felt only pain.
It's appalling and tragic.
But that actually happened in history, and it was a sin inflicted by humans.
Since a person will become the creator of a new world after death, when he figures out what kind of power he has, what do you think he will do with this power?
Human desire is infinite, but reason and reality suppress it.
Because we understand that no matter how much we desire, it is extremely difficult to achieve it in reality.
And regardless of success or failure, the consequences are always extremely tragic.
But in the world after death, people don’t have this worry.
If you want money, reach out and it will be money.
Want beautiful women?
One thought can turn the whole world into beautiful women who are devoted to you.
Want power?
You are already the God of Creation, is it difficult to be an emperor?
In this case, it is difficult for humans to...
No.
It should be said that it is impossible to suppress the growing desire, unless you are a madman and have different thoughts from ordinary people.
Can this kind of world be called "heaven"?
Maybe it was beautiful at the beginning, and the Creator God still had moral values in his heart. But soon, this moral concept will be labeled as "private", and the whole world will become his taboo.
The more distant things are when people are alive, the more people want to achieve them now.
When you take the first step towards the abyss, your steps will inevitably fall.
Then came the fall.
There was no turning back, because everyone was sinking deeper and deeper into the situation without even looking behind them.
The Creator God is the devil, and heaven is hell.
They are excited, they are decadent.
They are happy, they are painful.
They are otherworldly, they are walking dead.
The ending must be endless black without a trace of light.
"...That means I'm actually not a normal person."
Valentine lowered his head and laughed at himself.
He was not as straight as before, his waist was bent into an arch shape, and his whole body looked like a prawn soaked in warm water.
It seemed that this fact about hell and heaven was difficult for him to accept.
"I'm sorry, but that's the way it is."
Jiao Zhengyu sighed.
"This is an eternal dream, and the universe is composed of countless such dreams."
"But almost all of them are hell, and only a few of them can be called heaven."
She raised her head and looked up at the stars.
There are stars on the black curtain, and it seems that the universe is as beautiful as the night sky.
But in fact, there were very few stars, and there was only endless darkness as far as the eye could see.
How many people have suffered so much while alive and are still surrounded by pain after death?
If life is so hopeless, why does it exist?
"But heaven does exist, doesn't it?"
The girl lowered her head and smiled.
She reached forward and stroked Valentine's hair, gently.
"It is precisely because of the existence of people like you that life does not have a future."
Valentine has done many ridiculous things in Asia, but he also shines with dazzling light.
As a human being, he ended the Dark Ages and painstakingly managed the Creation Cult so that this land would always be bathed in beauty.
People treat each other with respect and courtesy, share the same hatred in front of monsters, and are as strong as a diamond.
Valentine did not use divine power to control them. This was the result of his thousands of years of hard work.
He transformed in this dream, and what he longed for was no longer what ordinary people thought.
He is the madman and the only sane person.
