Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

When Dio finished his rest and began to release his will again, he was surprised to find that many spiritual energies had already attached to the wills of other people. They moved slowly, and although it seemed quite strenuous, it meant that people had truly entered the extraordinary realm.

"So fast!" Dio was a little shocked. He thought the Virtual Spiritual Root Project would take at least two or three years to succeed, but he didn't expect that people would be able to achieve this in just two days.

Several other gods also discovered this anomaly.

"Dio! What's going on? Why did everyone enter the extraordinary realm so quickly?" the little princess asked in surprise.

"I don't really understand this..." Dio was also quite puzzled.

The First Councillor seemed to be thinking. "It should be related to the return of faith. Ever since Dio asked everyone not to work, people's faith in Dio has reached its peak. But Dio did not take the power of faith for himself, but returned it. Under the influence of the power of faith, those mortals actually have extraordinary qualities, but they cannot express them because of the restrictions of the world's rules. Now the Virtual Spiritual Root Plan is just the last chance."

"But this is too fast. I even suspect that most of the people nowadays are Dio's fanatical followers." The weak clone placed here by the third councillor clicked his tongue.

"No doubt about it! If you are not a fanatic, it is impossible to possess extraordinary qualities in a short period of time. After all, even in the Age of Madness, the number of fanatics was only one in ten thousand. If people at that time were so aware, the King of Madness would not have divided the limited power of faith among a few people." The First Senator shook his head.

"I feel like if there wasn't the dark rule of the parliament, people wouldn't be too grateful for Dio's kindness even if he came. Perhaps it's because of this strong contrast that people cherish their current lives so much." said the third.

"Ahem! What nonsense are you talking about! The benefits brought by the Dark Ages are far less than the harm it caused. What is your intention in whitewashing that era?" The little princess stared at the third one with unkind eyes.

The third one scratched his head awkwardly. "I'm just saying that. After all, human nature is like that. A stick and a carrot are always the best choices."

Dio shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Human nature is never a single fragment. It fluctuates as conditions change. So when we judge human nature, we can't always use a fixed perspective to lock it in."

"People are living a good life now. Even those selfish practitioners have shown their benevolent side. Everyone has a good side and a bad side after they are born. If they are placed in different environments, what they express will be completely different. So what we need most is to maintain the current environment, rather than criticizing something that can change at any time. The world is changing all the time, and so are people's hearts."

The little princess seemed a little sad when she heard this. "Is there nothing that never changes? For example, a true heart..."

"This... I'm afraid it's difficult. Even someone as affectionate as the King of Mad Fire will be affected by the environment. I don't know if there is anything truly unchanging in this world." A trace of confusion flashed in Dio's eyes.

"Hahaha!" The first congressman suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The little princess was a little dissatisfied.

"Sorry, I just think you're all interesting. Haven't we seen many times before about the truly unchanging things?"

"You mean true spirits? But they will also change!" The third one reacted.

"What changes is only their obsession on the outside, but their essence never changes. Maybe I know what we are pursuing. What we are pursuing is the unchanging spiritual light. Maybe in that state, people can gain true freedom and happiness. But before that, we must remove the obsession on the true spirit and let its light shine."

"Ah~" the little princess sighed. "I find that the longer we walk on this path of pursuing happiness, the more truth we can see."

"But this road is really difficult. After all, we cannot guarantee that the external environment will remain unchanged. Once the environment begins to change, people's hearts will become restless again." The third person poured cold water at an inopportune moment.

"You are such an annoying guy!" said the little princess dissatisfiedly.

"The third one is right, those are objective facts. The only thing we can do now is to have firm faith. As long as we don't make major changes, people will not deviate from the direction." Dio said seriously.

"Dio, you are stronger than any other king. They don't know what they want, but you clearly understand your goal. You are much stronger than them!" said the third one.

"Don't mention the king anymore. Our only goal is to destroy the king. What I hope more is that there will be no so-called king in this world anymore."

"Hahaha! Dio! I really like you more and more!" The third one laughed. Following Dio is really a magical experience.

But after laughing for a while, the third one suddenly froze. "There is a guy who doesn't know how to live or die and is actually trying the magic technique!"

"Bring him here." Dio frowned.

"There really are people who don't know how to live or die..." Everyone felt uncomfortable.

The next second, a confused magic practitioner was teleported in front of the gods. Feeling the gazes of the gods, he seemed to be sweating profusely.

"Why! I was obviously so hidden!" The evil practitioner couldn't figure it out.

"Damn scumbag!" The third one grabbed his neck directly.

"Don't kill him yet. I have something to ask him." Dio said.

The third one casually threw the evil practitioner to the ground.

"Ahem! Dio!" The magic practitioner lay on the ground with a resentful look in his eyes. He knew that he would definitely die today, so he simply stopped being afraid.

"Is there a grudge between us?" Dio was stunned for a moment, because he really couldn't remember who the person in front of him was.

"Hmph! It's because of your existence that the status of cultivators has plummeted! You're just a fool who knows nothing! In order to fulfill your childish fantasy, you desperately torture those who stand on the same camp with you! I want to take back the status that belongs to cultivators! There will be thousands and millions of me after my death! You just wait!" The evil cultivator revealed a satisfied smile.

After listening to the speech of this magic practitioner, the gods seemed a little speechless. Dio sighed, and then asked sharply: "How did you obtain that magic technique?"

"Hahaha! I won't say..."

A trace of impatience flashed in Dio's eyes. Ever since he was taught a lesson by the God of Technology, he never pried into other people's thoughts again. But facing such a diehard, Dio was too lazy to talk nonsense.

He directly forcibly read the other party's memory, and after observing for a while, Dio frowned thoughtfully.

"Have you found out anything?" the first congressman asked curiously.

"Well, he doesn't know the complete magic technique, he just knows the basic principle of magic. That is hatred of this world. Then he created a set of magic techniques based on this principle. He set me as his biggest enemy. In order to strengthen his inner hatred. However, his direction is obviously wrong." Dio shook his head helplessly.

"Am I going in the wrong direction? Wait! How do you know all this? You peeked into my memory!" The evil practitioner's hatred became even stronger.

But even though his hatred has overflowed the screen, he still has not become a demon.

"Your current state is very dangerous. Even if I kill you, your true spirit will still have the obsession to hate me. This groundless hatred is both pathetic and ridiculous. There are many ways to gain power, but you chose the most wrong one. The reason why the magic practitioners appeared is only because they were treated unfairly. But now you eat well, wear warm clothes, and have no worries in life. But you insist on creating hatred."

"According to your way of thinking, you will never be able to become a practitioner of the magic path in your lifetime. You can't even walk the right path."

Dio's words shocked the magic practitioner. "Isn't this the way to practice magic?"

"Of course not! The cultivation method of the devil's way originates from the power of hatred, but the essence of the power of hatred is the power of balance. When the gap between the upper and the lower is too big, thunder will be triggered between heaven and earth. And the existence of thunder is only to fill the gap."

"But, isn't the gap between you and me big enough?" The magic practitioner frowned.

"Tell me honestly, is the gap between us really that big? Would I ignore you if you asked me a question? Would I not help you if you encountered difficulties? If that were the case, maybe your magic skills would really work. Because I really deserve to be punished for being like that."

"..."

Dio's words left the magic practitioner speechless.

"You mean I hate the wrong person?"

"Haha, if you have not been oppressed, then why do you feel resentment? The problem of cultivator's status that you mentioned is only because you have done something wrong. In fact, I have been quite tolerant. I just want you to pay for your sins through labor. If you can't even accept this, it only means that you are not worthy of saving." Dio's eyes also turned cold.

"So what should I do? How can I become a demon?" The demon practitioner has become a madman. He doesn't even care about his own life or death. He just wants to know how to become a demon.

"He who resists injustice is a demon."

"Resisting injustice?" The magic practitioner laughed. He finally figured out where he was wrong. Because he found that deep down in his heart, he actually recognized Dio. His hatred for Dio was essentially just a kind of whining. How could such a low-intensity hatred become a demon?

"Thank you for answering my question." The practitioner stretched out his finger and pierced his own head, committing suicide on the spot.

Seeing this, Dio just sighed helplessly.

"Why did you say so much to him? That kind of person is hopeless! Just let him start over!" The third one was speechless.

"He asked me questions, and I needed to answer his questions. Sometimes refusing to communicate is the most terrible thing," Dio said.

The first councillor stroked his chin and asked curiously, "According to what you just said, the devil is actually for the balance of the world?"

"Yes."

"Then can I..."

"No! Becoming a demon is not that easy, and I think the conditions for becoming a demon should be more than that. I suspect that becoming a demon also has a prerequisite of self-hatred." Dio said solemnly.

"Self-hatred? Why would a person hate himself?" Everyone was puzzled. They were all born with a lot of luck and rarely had that kind of emotion.

"This is actually a self-destructive tendency. This is the state of mind of people who have completely lost hope in life. Maybe my previous reincarnation plan was not a good choice. Those children were engraved with the obsession of hating practitioners. So they are born to hate themselves." Dio was a little helpless.

Sometimes it's like this, good intentions lead to bad results. But fortunately, the children born on their side do not have a tendency to hate themselves. Because after they know that they are members of the Blood Alliance, they feel a sense of belonging here.

"There's nothing we can do about it. How could you have predicted the future back then? Haven't we changed now? The reincarnation plan has been completely stopped, and the dream-fulfilling plan has been implemented instead. Ending all regrets is our goal."