Chapter 261: Recognized

The Upper Spirit Realm gives Wen Xishu the feeling that it is very much like a prosperous ancient city.

Of course, this is undoubtedly just one of the Upper Spirit Realms.

According to the Seven-Colored Crow, the world of the dead is just a door, and it is infinitely large, so the world it contains is an even greater world in the true sense.

What is seen now is likely some place in ancient times.

The souls here are also dressed extremely retro.

But occasionally you can see some who are dressed relatively modern, or even very postmodern.

After walking out of the dark alley, the location where Wen Xishu is seems to be a very famous "snack street."

The fact that the dead also need to eat things surprised Wen Xishu. And it seems that some "tourists" from other timelines come just to eat.

"Time travel in the world of the living will cause major bugs, but it is indeed true that there is no problem in the world of the dead."

【These undead are so comfortable, but you are more surprised that the undead also need to eat. Can people who are already dead be starved to death? Well, let me tell you the answer, what they eat is desire. The Upper Spirit Realm is a world of people who were judged as "good" before they died, but you will find many evil people in your eyes in this world. Time can change everything, right?】

Hint?

Wen Xishu was not too surprised, he guessed the result at once, this is the ability brought by the Seven-Colored Crow.

"Suddenly there is a feeling of playing word games... This crow mentioned earlier that this is using a bug to try a dead person smuggling that has only one success possibility."

"So who contacted the crow at the beginning?"

Wen Xishu thought of the constellations.

The concept of Upper Spirit is similar to heaven.

In heaven, naturally, there are souls of good people.

Of course, good, bad, kind, evil. In fact, they will change later. And a person's good and evil are indeed very difficult to define.

"They eat desire... this is very reasonable. Many good people couldn't get what they wanted before they died, so naturally they have to satisfy various desires after death."

Wen Xishu didn't stay too long and headed toward the post house.

Time carriages have different names in different eras. In the postmodern era, it is called a time travel train.

The front of the post house is naturally lively, with long queues. It doesn't look like it from afar, but after entering the post house, he was immediately transmitted to a vast area, and in this area... it was crowded with human souls.

Wen Xishu arrived at the post house and just received a ticket, on which it was written that there were 194,551 people ahead.

Wen Xishu frowned:

"There are too many people..."

Wen Xishu had heard of things like NetEase's 100,000 ghost soldiers before, and today he really saw it. The scale of 100,000 is exaggerated.

The post house, which can process about 700 people per minute, can't wait long, but Wen Xishu is still not very willing to wait.

At this time, a person wearing a hat taller than a person, wearing a white robe, as if wearing mourning clothes, was shouting: "Six merit coins can go to the VIP area to wait, thirty merit coins can enter the VVIP area, 128 merit coins enjoy VVIP monthly card service, 648 merit coins get on the bus immediately."

Wen Xishu was a bit confused, so... the world of the dead also needs to make money.

Although they have the ability to enjoy some "desires," it is clear that not everything goes smoothly.

【In the world of the dead, everyone needs to accumulate merit. As a novice, you will have 1,000 merit. Your time is very tight, you'd better make a choice.】

The text hint appeared again.

Wen Xishu is not a real dead person after all. According to the Seven-Colored Crow, it is hard to guarantee that some ox-headed and horse-faced monsters will come to catch him.

So he really can't stay in one place frequently.

"I'll pay 648 merit coins, I need to get on the bus immediately."

The high-hat monster's eyes lit up:

"Really? Oh! Although I haven't seen your face, you are so great at this moment! You must have saved the world before you died, which allows you to consume merit like this after death."

In fact, after death, all souls are equal. At least equal in wealth. Before death, only good and evil are judged to determine the spirit area to go to.

Merit is actually earned after death.

Wen Xishu said:

"Lead the way. I'm in a hurry."

"No problem."

The high-hat mourning-clothed monster took Wen Xishu to the depths of the post house. Along the way, many eyes were cast, looking at Wen Xishu with envious eyes.

Wen Xishu didn't know what the concept of 1,000 merit was, but the emotional value at the moment was indeed full.

The envious eyes of the people around, and even the slightly sour and jealous eyes, made Wen Xishu realize that the Seven-Colored Crow was very generous.

Or rather—

The person who bribed the Seven-Colored Crow was very generous.

It's just that Wen Xishu is very strange, in a rescue that has only one success possibility, that person doesn't specify a target, but lets the tower climber find it freely?

What if I save a waste, wouldn't he explode?

Wen Xishu naturally wouldn't save a waste. But he became more and more curious about which constellation's handwriting this was, and more and more curious about how the subsequent experience would be.

The carriage was in front of him, and the coachman's head was like a starry sky, although very small, looking at it was like looking at a starry sky.

"Guest, which timeline do you want to go to? Your identity is quite special, you actually have two timeline starting points, it's really amazing."

The coachman looked at Wen Xishu with a starry sky head.

Wen Xishu is a krypton gold player after all, the treatment of the first krypton 648 made Wen Xishu get a very common explanation. Just when Wen Xishu was about to ask for details—

The coachman said:

"Respected VVIP, because of your support for the post house, I will explain to you according to the world name before you were alive. Do you need to go to the timeline of the Nie Earth period?"

"Or do you need to go to the timeline of the Three Towers period? Of course, even more distant ones are also fine."

Wen Xishu was really surprised this time, this service is too in place. But at the same time, he also raised vigilance.

"You... are sure I came from Nie Earth."

The coachman smiled, and countless stars on the starry sky head squeezed together, emitting a dazzling light:

"You don't need to care, no matter how many secrets you had before you died, how many cross-border violations you did... but you are dead, all sins are cleared, you were not assigned to the Lower Spirit Area, and you were even assigned to the Upper Spirit Area, which shows you are a good person."

"And after coming to the underworld, you are also very rich, you are already innocent."

Good guy, the coachman in the underworld is so insightful? So knowledgeable? Wen Xishu couldn't help but ask:

"Why is Nie Earth called Nie Earth?"

"That is a magical place, because there are always people from other worlds... going to Nie Earth to seek foreign aid when their own world is crumbling. But foreign aid often causes huge chaos, and over time, that place is called Nie Earth."

This is very reasonable.

But Wen Xishu immediately realized the problem.

It turns out I am really a time traveler? But according to the coachman, it was that the world was crumbling, so someone asked for foreign aid...

Then who is this person who asked for foreign aid?

Capricorn? The only thing Wen Xishu can think of is that Capricorn can smuggle.

But he also felt that the possibility of Capricorn was not great, and why was it him? In addition, whose handwriting is the Mad Dice?

Wen Xishu thought of Wen Zhaohua.

This man gave him the feeling that it was more and more simple.

At the same time, Wen Xishu also had a question:

"I hope that before setting off, you can answer me a question. Your underworld is divided into many worlds according to timelines..."

"Including what I understand, the future hundreds of years later? People will die hundreds of years later, right?" The coachman said:

"Of course. You are now, isn't it equivalent to a person going to the past from the future? The underworld has no future, only areas. Time is more like space to us."

Wen Xishu was shocked by this answer.

He suddenly realized a key point.

In the timeline he is in, he hasn't died yet, Albert hasn't died yet, but what about a hundred years later?

If he goes to a hundred years later... will he meet his soul a hundred years later?

You didn't die now, but it doesn't mean you won't die later.

Wen Xishu asked this question directly:

"I actually died not long ago, if according to your statement... wouldn't I be able to go to the areas of my friends who haven't died yet immediately?"

"Wouldn't I be able to reunite with them immediately?"

This is like a person who died today, and he and his friends are separated by life and death. But as long as he takes the time carriage and goes to the underworld area decades later, he can meet his friends decades later in the underworld immediately.

If this can be operated, it is equivalent to being able to meet himself who has already died.

At this moment, Wen Xishu suddenly had a goal.

But the coachman nodded first, then shook his head:

"It's a pity, the things you said theoretically exist, but because of the rule of lifespan time difference, you can't reunite with your friends immediately."

Wen Xishu was puzzled:

"What do you mean? What is lifespan time difference."

The coachman said:

"Respected VVIP, I will answer all your questions, but please allow me to give a simple example. For example, my friend died in 2000, and I died in 2050."

"Then my friend will be assigned to the underworld area in 2000. The areas of the underworld are divided by year. Of course, he can also go to the area in 2050... but he must stay in the area in 2000 for 50 years."

"The reverse is also true, whether it is forward travel or reverse travel, for example, I died in 2050, I want to go to the world in 2000, then the difference is 50 years, and I also need to stay for 50 years."

Wen Xishu was silent for a while.

Understood.

After people die, they will be assigned to a fixed time area. The time of the underworld is more like space... People who died in 2000 will live in the world in 2000 fixedly. This world will not have any changes, time is just a number.

If you stay for one year, you can go to the world in 2001, or the world in 1999.

If you stay for a hundred years, you can go to the world in 2100, or the world in 1900.

Wen Xishu had to admire the time travelers he saw in the snack street just now...

They probably stayed in their own world for thousands of years to travel to the underworld in ancient times. Of course, still the same, the underworld has no modern or ancient.

This concept made Wen Xishu feel very reasonable.

【You suddenly realized that you have only come to the underworld for a few hours, and you seem to be able to go to the world a few hours ago and a few hours later. But what is more outrageous is that you actually didn't die at all, you just fell into this world, the world of the dead, there is no place for you at all.】

【Fortunately, the great and reliable Crow Brother forged your death certificate, say thank you.】

Wen Xishu saw the suddenly appearing text hint again.

At this time, he had to ask:

"I seem to have forgotten, the time difference I have."

The coachman was a bit puzzled, so that many stars in the starry sky face flickered.

"I have to help you check, can you authorize me to check your lifespan difference?."

Wen Xishu had to try:

"Okay, I agree."

The coachman nodded, and countless stars in the starry sky face gradually dimmed. After a good while, those stars gradually brightened:

"Oh, okay, you are such a respected guest. According to the display... you can return to the timeline three years before and after your death. That is to say, your lifespan time difference is three years."

"However, because of some of your actions before you were alive, you gained the favor of the manager, and that is why you have a chance for time travel."

The coachman was a bit puzzled at first.

Because the guest's time difference was three years, whether it was Nie Earth or Three Towers, it was far away from the current ancient world.

The three-year time difference naturally could not come to such an ancient world.

However, because the guest has a travel opportunity that ignores the difference, so at this moment, compared to the world a thousand years ago when the guest was alive, the guest can also come and see.

"Then three years later. I want to go to the world three years after I die."

"No problem, but according to your special experience, you died twice... once in the Nie Earth world, once in the Three Towers world." The coachman asked.

"Three Towers world." Wen Xishu added.

Wen Xishu felt that the crow was still bragging, what free travel and free choice... in fact, the three-year difference gave him no choice at all.

But this difference was not too big, which could also reduce his choice difficulty.

The coachman nodded:

"Sit tight, I will ensure you enjoy the highest efficiency service."

Wen Xishu sat on the carriage.

The coachman's starry sky-like head began to grow slowly, and Wen Xishu only felt that his consciousness was a bit blurred.

The world in his eyes began to become as brilliant and complex as the starry sky.

The starry sky began to shrink slowly.

Soon, Wen Xishu found that the coachman's head became the same size as before.

The whole journey took about a few seconds.

But Wen Xishu actually felt a bit vicissitudes and long.

Everything he is experiencing now is something that living people can never experience. He opened his eyes and found that he had arrived at a quite modern city.

"Time travel requires merit and lifespan difference. But space travel doesn't, you can contact other coachmen and go to other spaces at any time. I wish you a pleasant journey, I wish you will not see your friends here."

A very thoughtful blessing.

Because after all, there was only a three-year difference, if he saw his friends, wouldn't it mean that his friends would die in three years?

This city was almost indistinguishable from the city Wen Xishu traveled through before, and it looked like a place like Deep City or River City that had not been devastated by the apocalypse.

Wen Xishu looked at the people coming and going, and indeed didn't see any familiar faces.

But soon, passersby stopped and looked at Wen Xishu with unbelievable eyes.

【This is an area specially provided for Bunker people. Although you don't know many people, you haven't seen them... but your appearance as a legend in the Bunker was familiar to countless people. Although there are many other areas here, non-Bunker worlds but dead people of the same time, but you are really too famous, right?】

【They recognized you. What are you going to do?】

"Lord Wen Xishu... God, I just died! Lord Wen Xishu! How can I see you in this underworld!"

"This... the sky has fallen, what kind of Upper Spirit Area is this! This is simply hell! God, why let me, a believer of the Xishu God Sect, see the Sect Master in the underworld!"

Wen Xishu was a bit confused. This was recognized?

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