Chapter 387: with translation of chapter title

Wen Ya stared blankly at Chu An, feeling as if she had misheard.

Zhang Tie deserves to die!!?

The situation is good?

"Bang!!"

Before the words had even fallen, a violent impact sound echoed through the core fortress.

"Chu An, get out here!!"

"Boom!!"

The alloy door bearing Chu An's name was violently kicked apart with a single foot.

A thick, heart-pounding oppressive aura filled the entire venue.

At the shattered doorway, a man with wings on his back hovered in midair, his pitch-black, lightless eyes filled with violence and anger.

"Whoosh!"

His figure flashed explosively.

Lin An's right hand clenched Chu An's throat tightly, word by word:

"Zhang Tie deserves to die?!"

"What exactly did you say to him!"

"Give me a reasonable explanation!"

"Otherwise, I'll kill you right now!"

Inside the room, Wen Ya, half excited and half fearful, gazed at Lin An, whose body was smeared with dark red blood.

The Lin An before her seemed so unfamiliar.

Struggling to breathe, Chu An, whose throat was clutched, had a face flushed crimson.

He showed no emotion at all, merely staring blankly at Lin An's bloodshot eyes:

"He.."

"Dead... would be best.."

"Boom!"

His aura erupted, violent psychic energy spilling out and damaging the room's clutter.

Wen Ya was also knocked to the ground.

"Lin An! Don't act rashly!"

Wen Ya instinctively tried to stop the enraged Lin An, fearing that if he applied even a little more force, Colonel Chu would be crushed to death.

As if he didn't care about his own life or death.

Chu An strained to slowly squeeze out a sound from his throat:

"It's from anger..."

"Did I deceive you?"

"Hum"

He released a psychic soundproof barrier, Lin An sealed off the room's inside and outside noises, his eyes locked tightly on the man before him:

"Do you really think I won't kill you?"

The Fearful Body progress reached 21%, a strong, almost uncontrollable killing impulse filled Lin An's heart.

Chu An deceived himself.

He must know exactly what the amoeba worm is!

Zhang Tie would willingly go to his death, and that must also be Chu An's arrangement!

I felt like a monkey being toyed with.

From beginning to end, Chu An never spoke a single truth to me!

After finally finding Zhang Tie's arm at the last second, Lin An shockingly discovered that a small dark purple flower had grown on that severed arm.

Combined with the letter Chu An left behind, the hidden meaning became apparent.

Chu An knew what would happen in the instance, even the final outcome.

He was like a chess player moving the pieces, while we were merely pawns on the board, puppets under his control.

Lin An loathed this feeling, the feeling of having his life and death controlled by another.

Therefore, after receiving the mission reward, he didn't even glance at it before rushing straight to Chu An.

"Don't test my patience."

"Tell me! Why must we find Zhang Tie's arm! Can you really revive him!"

Killing intent thick.

Under the influence of the Fearful Body, unless Chu An could possibly revive Zhang Tie, Lin An would without hesitation first break Chu An's limbs before saying anything else.

A brief pause.

Chu An's face suddenly revealed a strange smile:

"Revive?"

"How could I possibly achieve revival."

Suddenly exerted force.

Upon hearing that revival was impossible, Lin An's heart turned icy cold.

And then in the next second.

"But you... can."

!!

The newly installed alloy door was slightly deformed.

Inside the room, Lin An, impatiently, finished recounting what had happened in the amoeba worm instance, then his gaze fell on Chu An, whom he had almost choked to death.

The wings behind him had already been retracted.

The black dragon turned into a stone carving, coiled around the arm again, and fell into dormancy.

Recounting what happened with the amoeba worm was completely pointless.

He would never believe that Chu An didn't know what had happened in the instance.

But since Chu An insisted on pretending to know nothing, Lin An could only quickly repeat it once.

There was no way.

The method to revive Zhang Tie was in his hands.

A few minutes later.

Wen Ya gripped Lin An's arm with a worried expression, her eyes full of concern.

"Lin An, calm down a bit..."

"I believe Chu An means no harm."

At that moment.

Directly opposite, Chu An, who was adjusting his neck, spoke slowly:

"Lin An, your mental state is off."

"Would you like to have a cup of tea first?"

Suppressing the urge to lash out, Lin An took a deep breath and remained silent.

Seeing that Lin An was about to lose control, Colonel Chu nodded to himself, muttering a few words under his breath as if saying something.

After a brief pause.

"Reviving Zhang Tie is definitely beyond me."

"But you can."

"Do you still remember the speculation I mentioned to you earlier?"

"Doomsday Game players are more like a piece of data."

"Physical death means the character is deleted, but the account information and the player (the real self) still exist."

"As long as you recreate the character, the deceased can be revived just the same."

"Only the cost is high..."

"How do we do it!"

Upon hearing that Zhang Tie could indeed be revived, Lin An felt a surge of excitement.

He forcibly restrained his emotions.

No matter the cost, as long as we can revive Xiong Hanzi, that's enough!

Chu An took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, eating it as he said:

"First, your guess was correct."

"I had you bring back Zhang Tie's arm as a backup."

"The arm from the Suturer is itself a mutant, combined with the player. Therefore you can understand this arm as preserving Zhang Tie's personal information like a USB drive."

"With the USB drive, the difficulty of restoring the data is greatly reduced."

"Of course, not just anyone can be revived by leaving a corpse."

"First, the remaining part must be special."

"Either it must simultaneously possess both player and mutant traits, or some other characteristic."

"Just like a meme doll, which has two consciousness carriers; if one doll dies, the other remains."

"Second, the place of death must be inside the instance; the instance's mechanism is repeated refreshing. This means that from the moment you enter the instance, the Doomsday System will not refresh your status before you leave."

"It's like going to school every day: if you clock in at school and never leave, your location in the system stays stuck at school!"

"Third, the stronger the deceased player, the higher the cost."

"Let's talk about the cost..."

"The cost of revival is simple."

"Massive vitality, spirit, and a brand-new carrier."

"You already have the carrier; all that's lacking is vitality and spirit."

A flicker of confusion crossed Lin An's eyes.

He understood Colonel Chu's meaning.

Zhang Tie's left hand came from a mutant, causing his player information to be stored in the arm.

This is similar to what I heard in my past life: Fourth Stage beings can master blood drop rebirth.

Just like a hospital blood test, a single drop of blood actually contains an enormous amount of information.

In theory, if the technology is advanced enough, a single drop of blood can detect a person's entire condition.

Therefore, the arm contains all of Zhang Tie's information.

But.

"Carrier?"

"You mean Zhang Tie's revival requires a completely new body?"

"Where is the carrier?!"

He was somewhat wary.

Lin An found it hard to understand Chu An's claim that he already had a carrier for revival.

What joke is this? How could he not know?

He had never even considered wanting to resurrect anyone—or rather, he had never even heard of such a thing as resurrection.

Chu An let out a light laugh, ignoring the wary Lin An, and simply lowered his gaze to his feet:

"Didn't I bring you to see it?"

"The most suitable vessel for resurrecting Zhang Tie..."

"That is the Immortal Asura."