Something's wrong with my undead

After a long while, Solace finally opened his eyes.

Then he spread out his hands with a strange look on his face, and in his palms was the blue ball of light.

It is in perfect condition, nothing is damaged at all.

"What's wrong?" Heine asked.

Solace: "It seems that it no longer belongs to me, or rather, after what I went through and finally came to Macalla, my roots have also changed in some way, so that we are no longer one."

He probably felt that this was a bit obscure, so he added:

"As the connection between us was severed, it became possible for a new will to be born, and this is indeed the case. Your skeleton saw a will that was clearly not mine.

“But as he destroyed the newborn consciousness that thought it was me in the temporary mental space, it became ownerless again.

"After changing ownership twice, it no longer belonged to me, but became some kind of free, wild, 'undesignated' root."

"So what exactly is the 'root'?" Heine asked again.

He had never heard the term from a player.

"'Root', it's normal that you don't know."

Solace smiled. "Nowadays, the extraordinary people rarely mention this word. The root is the innate 'qualification'. Only those who have the root can use extraordinary energy. Before the appearance of Sepitija and his spirit, this was the 'identity plate' of the upper people and the end of soul science. It is like a fog. All we can peek into is mystery."

Heine couldn't help but wonder, "If it's such an important thing, then no one at the time tried to separate the source, or plunder it from others?"

Solace snorted proudly, "The origin of separation is not illumination. Any extraordinary person can do it... You can hear it from me because the person standing in front of you is the greatest rune scholar, soul master, and necromancy giant of the Solace Empire. How can an ordinary person be qualified to be exposed to such secrets?"

Heine curled his lips and said, "If you submit it to the [Soul Root] entry, you can get 100 contribution points."

"real or fake?"

As soon as he said this, Solace seemed to realize that he had lost his composure and deliberately cleared his throat and said:

"It's so easy to get 100 contribution points. Are you setting a trap for me?"

"There are no traps, but there is some extra work for you to do. This is what I just thought of."

Heine explained: “Although we advocate the exchange and sharing of all knowledge, people at different cognitive stages should not and cannot be exposed to things that are too beyond their understanding, which may bring disaster - personal or overall.

"So, I think we should set a certain threshold for these professional knowledge involving high-level concepts. Before the requirements are met, the content will be temporarily blocked. In other words, I plan to set up an audit department and invite you to complete the classification and supervision of relevant content, with the focus on confirming the entry threshold corresponding to each level."

Solace's eyes lit up. "Then you will definitely give me extra contribution points, right?"

"Of course."

"no problem!"

Solace agreed readily, and started to think of a solution in his mind.

The players had already started brainstorming when the two talked about the "roots" related content.

Teacher Xia: "Do you remember what the text after 'Serving God Ceremony' is written?"

President Sa: "What real power, what recognition, anyway, the level 40 experience slot is unlocked, and we can charge forward now."

None of the four people remembered it, so in the end they asked Huihui in the group.

President Sa: "Sister Hui said, 'You feel that you have truly mastered the power of xx, and from now on you will be able to go further on this path without seeking anyone's approval.' See, it's exactly what I remembered."

Teacher Xia: "You are insulting the word 'exactly the same'."

Wei Dian Yuan: "So what does this have to do with the origins of Thorolden?"

Teacher Xia: "The wizard secretly attacked the underground palace, and then asked us to attack it. After that, he prepared a ritual for us to serve the gods. Could it be that the source he used was extracted from the soul of the Mad King?"

Da Huang: "From the perspective of gameplay... that's true, but so far, apart from the individual NPCs in the independent planes with limited time, there are almost no important settings that are only considered for gameplay. Even the 'legendary weapons can be mass-produced' can be explained by a setting that conforms to reality. I tentatively think that the mage gave us a second-level buff."

Mr. Sa: "You mean, just like the Sigh Bow, the original was taken away by the mage, and what's left to us is a high-quality imitation of the Veritas series, and the soul bound inside is also a castrated version of the original?"

Da Huang: "That's what I mean. The root of the game has been taken away, and we are only left with scraps."

...

This discussion suddenly gave Heine a new idea.

"The separation of the roots is a secret, so was the concept of 'roots' a secret at the time?" he suddenly asked.

“No, that’s why many people are longing to be born with roots.”

After saying this, Solace seemed to have thought of something.

His eyes moved slightly: "Are you saying..."

"Yes." Heine nodded. "Since this is the consensus of everyone, then when Sepitija and his spirit appeared, and after the rebels' faith gave birth to gods, the gods should also have something similar in their bodies - artificial roots. Or, I think it should be called 'divinity'."

Hearing this, Solace felt his breathing become heavier even though he was in spirit form.

The players were also furious, and the four of them were arguing like a vegetable market.

They used all kinds of equipment, spells, rituals, and buff content with "god-like words" to fill in Heine's hypothesis, and almost in the blink of an eye, they equated "root" with "divinity."

"I understand……"

Solace whispered, "No wonder those guys have the ability to get involved in the supernatural in a blink of an eye. Their gods have roots, so once they join a certain belief, they can use the 'public roots' provided by the gods to touch the supernatural. That's why their thoughts can blend, affecting each other's use of supernatural energy and integrating these wills into it..."

"Yes."

Heine also felt a little emotional.

In fact, after learning the truth of four thousand years ago, he once thought that what Sepitiga and he did were too "ex machina".

But now it seems that the Yuan Ling only plays a bridging role in this, and its underlying logic is still the original rules of this world.

"So I also know what the Veritas people finally got from you in the other timeline."

"You mean divinity?"

"Correct."

"But what do they want it for?"

"Who knows." Heine shrugged. "That's what confuses me. My skeleton was able to bring it back because it was the first to awaken and jump out. But in that timeline, there was no rebirth of Macara, and the connection between you and the source was never severed. How did the mages discover the existence of the 'root' and come to you?"

"Maybe it's the other way around. They found me first, and then they figured out how to use 'The Root'. I'll leave it to you to research. Since they can do it, you can definitely make some discoveries too. I don't want to see this thing again..."

Solace threw the root in his hand directly to Heine and turned to leave.

He is still busy going back to earn contribution points.

The next second, the blue light disappeared without a trace the moment it touched Heine's skin.