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This eternal memory opened the door for him to a completely new realm.
The realm of spirit and soul is only.
That's the root of the problem at the conceptual level.
Permanent memory will become the core of their next phase of research.
Su Chen's fingers tapped lightly on the virtual keyboard of the console, and a brand new project folder was created.
He wants to use it to analyze the essence of the soul and study a new key that can directly touch the soul and even interfere with causality and distort reality.
That will no longer be a simple physical attack or energy release.
Rather, it is a higher-level power, almost equivalent to "authority".
His technological advancement is about to experience a more revolutionary and unbelievable leap than ever before.
And the city of Fengdu, and indeed the entire world, will be influenced by him and move towards a future that no one can predict.
Chapter 87: A New Round of Games, Making Wishes for the Dead, Rushing into the Rest Area
Inside the rooftop lounge of 01 Technology Company, the air seemed to freeze into a delicate pane of glass.
In the luxurious space, only two completely different atmospheres are silently clashing.
On one side is a cup of premium black tea carefully brewed by Izzy, its rich aroma slowly rising, carrying a touch of the warmth of a leisurely life.
On the other side, there was a deathly stillness and coldness emanating from Dao Keji, like ten thousand years of ice.
Su Chen was leisurely leaning back in the soft sofa, her fingertips holding a warm bone china teacup, her posture carefree.
He sipped his black tea as if he were watching a play that had nothing to do with him.
Opposite him stood Dao Keji, who had just been "captured" by absolute power, like a silent statue.
He sat upright, arms crossed over his chest, eyes tightly closed.
This is not rest, but a silent resistance.
In this way, he isolated himself from the world that he found humiliating.
The shame of defeat and the helplessness he felt brewed a gloomy storm in his heart that was about to erupt.
Although he had bowed his head in submission, the arrogance rooted deep in his soul had transformed into an invisible barrier, refusing anyone's approach.
Just as the oppressive silence was about to reach its breaking point, the voice arrived without warning.
A cold, emotionless, electronically synthesized voice, like a divine decree, instantly resounded throughout every corner of the city.
"A new round of the Desire Grand Prix is about to begin."
"All invited participants, please be prepared."
The moment the words left his mouth, the air in the center of the lounge distorted slightly.
Two points of data light appeared out of thin air, quickly outlined and solidified, and finally transformed into two ID core cards full of futuristic technology, which quietly floated above the coffee table in front of Su Chen and Da Dao Keji.
The card's surface was covered with dark blue data patterns, giving it an unreal, cold feel.
Da Dao Keji suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.
There was no surprise in those deep eyes, only undisguised disgust and disdain that almost materialized.
227 His gaze, like a sharp knife, was fixed on the card that represented restraint and control.
It's this feeling again.
The feeling of being manipulated and having one's fate forcibly programmed into a predetermined sequence.
This was the thing he hated most in his life.
"Boring game."
A cold snort escaped from between his teeth, and he abruptly turned his head to the side, using the back of his head to express his most complete resistance.
However, Su Chen's reaction completely exceeded his expectations.
Su Chen put down his teacup, making a crisp, light sound.
He reached out and deftly pinched his ID core card with two fingers.
As he touched it, a blank wish card appeared like a glimmer of light.
Without the slightest hesitation or struggle, he simply and naturally chose to "participate".
This action was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Da Dao Keji's taut nerves.
"Are you crazy?"
He could no longer remain silent, and abruptly turned his head, his brows furrowing tightly into a deep frown.
His voice was hoarse, filled with incomprehensible confusion.
"Given the strength you demonstrated in the last round, this forced game is completely meaningless to you. You can ignore it completely, or even destroy it!"
Why do you want to participate?
The profound question of self-discipline echoed in the empty lounge.
Upon hearing this, Su Chen simply smiled faintly.
He picked up the special metal pen on the table, which was specifically for writing down wishes, and his gaze fell on the pure white wish card.
A meaningful smile, unfamiliar to Da Dao Keji, appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"because……"
Su Chen's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable certainty.
"This round of prizes is very valuable to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pen in his hand began to move.
On that completely public wish card, which all participants could see through the system, he slowly wrote a line of text, stroke by stroke.
The words, through the ID core's real-time broadcasting function, were transformed into a clear virtual projection almost the instant they were written, forcibly entering the eyes of Dao Keji.
Every word was like a branding iron, deeply imprinted into the depths of his pupils.
It was clearly written on it—
"My wish is to give a dead person a new life and turn them back into a real human being."
Om-!
Dao Keji's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size in that instant.
His mind went blank, as if the sounds of the entire world had faded away from him at that moment.
He stared intently at the line of words, each stroke feeling like it was cutting into his heart.
The deceased...
A new life...
Turn back into a real human...
He certainly understood who this seemingly absurd yet incredibly tempting wish was referring to.
He never thought about it.
I don't even dare to think about it.
This man, who had just shattered all his pride on the battlefield with a godlike demeanor, would actually throw himself back into this "boring" survival game for his own sake.
This sudden and unreasonable "goodwill" was sharper than any blade, instantly piercing through the icy shell he had built with death and resentment.
For a moment, a faint, almost imperceptible throbbing occurred in the area where his heart, which had long since stopped beating and was frozen in death, was located.
Su Chen, the instigator, simply put down his pen calmly, as if he had just completed a trivial matter.
His goal was clear from the very beginning.
The principle of self-discipline is the sharpest sword, without a doubt.
But a sword that belongs to the "dead," a sword driven by the past and death, ultimately carries too much uncertainty and potential risk.
What Su Chen needs to do is, through this game, use the "God's" grace as a price to personally give this peerless blade a scabbard called "humanity".
He wanted to completely free him from the fate of NEVER, and let him regain his heartbeat and body temperature.
At that time, this sword will no longer be wielded for futile revenge, but will become a protective blade of absolute loyalty, used only by myself.
【GameStart!】
The chilling system announcement, like God's final judgment, resounded throughout this void.
The teleportation light suddenly exploded, engulfing everything.
When Su Chen opened his eyes again, the blinding sunlight and the damp smell of the soil hit him, and he found himself in a vast and boundless field.
This is the first venue for this round of the game.
"Round One: Speed Race!"
"All participants, please clear all 'Jyamato' farmland in the designated area as quickly as possible!"
The narrator's voice was devoid of any emotion, as if he were merely reciting a predetermined procedure.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet began to tremble and churn violently.
The damp soil seemed to come alive, surging wildly upwards and cracking open with hideous wounds.
Immediately afterwards, monsters whose bodies were pieced together from rotten vegetables and rusty farm tools struggled to crawl out of the cracks in the ground.
They emitted a nauseating stench, let out incomprehensible roars, and locked their crimson single eyes onto all living creatures on the field before charging madly.
"Transform!"
"Henshin!"
In an instant, the field was filled with light, and the different colored transformation light effects became the only bright spots in this gray field.
Kurama Nene, Sakurai Kei, and other survivors from the previous game, along with some new faces making their first appearance, all transformed into their respective knight forms.
Clutching the standard weapons issued by DGP, they faced the surging tide of monsters and struggled into battle.