Throne of Radiance

Three days ago, on June 2025, 6, Yao Country.

Bringing a collection of poems and a diary, Bai Yi returned home all the way.

He put the two thick gifts side by side on the table, and the first thing he did after returning home was not to flip through the diary, but to summon a person, a ghost that had been forgotten for a long time.

A distorted and vague countdown floated in midair.

There was nothing in the boy's pupils when he looked over.

The sudden revelation of the truth gave answers to many puzzles that had previously been incomprehensible. Like a child who has obtained a treasure map, he happily followed the map in his memory and found out the treasures buried in every corner bit by bit. The treasure of his eyes, the aura of thought was ignited by the flame of excitement.

"Now that I think about it, there is actually one unreasonable thing that I have been too lazy to delve into before..."

"Since saving the world and changing the fate of all people is such an difficult task, so many white intentions have failed. It makes no sense that when the system just arrived, it is so easy to fish out the souls of the dead from the dead nightmare world. ..."

"If it's so easy, for other Bai Yi, even if the world is destroyed, wouldn't it be good to just fish out the souls of all the dead from the depths of the nightmare and reappear? Anyway, the concept of living is idealistic. Yes, and the concept of the world exists because of people!"

Bai Yi couldn't help thinking of the Netherland world dominated by undead and bone demons that he saw when he was traveling among the infinite star fragments.If everyone returned to the world as ghosts, it would be just another state of existence.

"—I can think of this path, other Baiyi must have tried it, and it must have failed."

"So, Adams, what is it?"

...is a false ghost, completely unrelated to the dead little boy in the nightmare world, an unknown thing that only borrowed the name and appearance of the other party; it is also the only miracle among the countless dead who cannot return to the world. Derivatives made by unrepeatable luck?

Or, it's just a hint from "Bai Yi".

—tell him that nightmares are not just false dreams.The statement of a game copy is just a false statement.

Always cover up, and give clues and hints from time to time; while covering up the truth, he can't help but seduce him to explore the truth, just like a cat playing with a ball of yarn, grabbing it for a while and letting it go for a while... This system has always been In a sense, Bai Yi himself is very familiar with the style of painting.

Although he didn't really want to admit it, but when he arranged scripts for other people, he had exactly the same bad taste.

"...Is it true that you can only say that it is me?"

If there is a stranger behind the system that he is not familiar with, Bai Yi may need more clues and a longer time to explore the truth, but if it is him himself, as long as he brings his own thinking, the answers to many questions will be clear at a glance Woolen cloth.

"So... from the previous timeline, Bai Yi, who tried to retrieve the undead from the destroyed world but failed, and gained something from the failure experience of other timelines, routinely shared his achievements with Harvest baked into the system, intending for me to build on their experience...?"

Bringing his own thinking, he quickly had an answer.

"It's just that the moment the system came to this world, probably when the laws of physics were most violently disturbed, or some unknown change caused by the turmoil between time and space, this should not be regarded as a success or a failure. Technology, magically succeeded once at that node?"

——At that juncture, he asked the system for a novice gift pack, so the system followed the breath of the nightmare world that had not dissipated on him, and originally planned to refine a few props from that world to make a few props into the gift pack, but it was not completely The failed fishing technique happened to be successful for a short time due to unknown reasons, and just fished out a ghost from that world?

However, even if this is a one-in-a-billion miracle, Bai Yi still feels that it is not so easy to succeed. He is still skeptical: "Is this Adams really the ghost of the dead?"

"...Sure enough, we should ask the person directly, right?"

In this way, Bai Yi called Adams with a thought.

——This person has become a non-existent non-staff member in the Yao Country Detective Department, and occasionally participates in some missions as foreign aid, going to places where human bodies cannot enter in time, and becomes a detective in a very short period of time. The ghosts favored by different divisions, because most of the time they are in a "sleeping state" invisible to others, sometimes Li Fufeng and the others can't call anyone, even if they are suddenly summoned by Bai Yi to work for Bai Yi Don't worry about his leaving.

"Adams, do you know what you are?"

The summoned ghost had just appeared when he heard such a straightforward question.

The boy by the window was sitting with his back against the table, turning his chair, resting his chin on one hand, looking at the ghost with only pure curiosity, as if he didn't understand what euphemism was at all, and he didn't think about whether his question would arouse the ghost bad memories.

His expression seemed to be asking: "Xiao Yugan, do you know what your taste is like?"

"Huh?" The ghost who was suddenly asked was obviously blank for a moment.

The little boy frowned in confusion, and tried hard to think: "I... what else could I be if I wasn't Adams? It's just... the person you rescued from the world of nightmares."

"Do you remember how you died?"

"I... Am I dead? Yes, I seem to be dead. I have been killed many, many times..." The confusion on Adams' face became deeper and deeper, and his expression gradually became chaotic. After a moment of daze, he almost It was a raving whisper, "Then, you appeared. When that villain was about to kill me, your gaze fell on me. Under your guidance, I got rid of that terrible killer and killed him ..."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on the little boy's face that he didn't realize he was so innocent, pure and cheerful.

He raised his eyes and looked at Bai Yi: "Did you forget? I also offered that person's body as a thank you sacrifice, and then, I followed your guidance and came to your kingdom of God!"

"It turns out that's what you think."

The arc of Bai Yi's mouth became wider and wider, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud. He laughed so hard that tears were about to flow out.

My own attribute of passively attracting believers is really strong... Now that things have happened, Bai Yi no longer finds it troublesome, nor does she have the shame and embarrassment of being regarded as a god.

The reason for the shame and embarrassment is that in the final analysis, I feel that I am not worthy. Since I have decided to bear the vitality of the whole world and the destiny of the infinite world, why not call myself a god?

He is not a savior who selflessly sacrifices for righteousness. Although he doesn't care whether others are grateful or not, but he has done relief work, and he is appreciated, admired, and worshiped by others, and he can accept it as a matter of course. Bar.

Bai Yi's actions seemed to have caused Adams' misunderstanding. He looked helplessly at the young man who was exuding a nervous atmosphere, and looked at the other party's smile that seemed to see everything, and said cautiously: "It's the sacrifice that doesn't meet your wishes. Is it? Actually, I also think that body is not worthy of you at all, I am willing to find a new righteous body for you..."

"No, this is good now. The body of a righteous man, um, I don't lack it." The righteous man's statement is a bit strange, but after matching it with the vest, it suddenly feels very suitable.

Bai Yi wiped away the tears from his laughter, and regained his calmness at the beginning. His eyes slowly swept across the suspended ghost, as if he was looking at a creature created by himself, and there was a bright surprise in his eyes: " Strictly speaking, the fact that you can appear here is indeed created by me."

The little boy's eyes lit up obviously, as if he had received the approval and praise from the gods. His bright eyes looked at Bai Yi, and the wet emotions inside made him feel like the cub of some kind of soft animal.

But I didn't save the real Adams... Bai Yi added in her heart.

——As I said before, the nightmare world is a dead world. Everyone in it has long since died along with the world and fell into the depths of the nightmare. Only the obsession that has not dissipated repeats the life of the previous life in the wreckage of the world .

The memory and cognition of "Adams" obviously do not come from the dead undead Adams, but more like Adams who finally cleared the level after countless rounds of nightmare dungeons, the player character controlled by Bai Yi.Therefore, he is indeed not the return of the dead, but a brand new existence formed by the fusion of the residual thoughts in the nightmare and the player's thoughts when Bai Yi controls the character.

Compared with the real dead Adams... If you have to compare it, it's like a clone and a body with a part of memory.

...Although he himself didn't seem to realize this.

And Bai Yi didn't intend to expose it.

So the skill of salvaging the undead really didn't succeed completely, the current progress is stuck at 99%?

Various thoughts flashed through my mind at the same time, Bai Yi temporarily put them aside, just smiled at the ignorant little boy, and sent out an invitation: "Adams...whether you are Adams or anything else, you It doesn't matter. Anyway, I need you to participate in a later attempt."

While speaking, he spread his palms upwards, and an invisible and illusory card slowly emerged in midair.

…Adams was clearly invisible.

"...my other righteous man."

Bai Yi followed Adams' thinking pattern and said that even if Adams was completely credible, he had no intention of exposing his secret.

On the contrary, he knows how to communicate effectively with the other party.

He leaned back in the chair, folded his hands on his knees, and calmly looked at the ghost in mid-air, as if a real god issued an edict to his believers:

"He has a special strange object in his hand. After my transformation, it can accommodate thousands of people at a time. He plans to start a trial in the near future, select extraordinary people with certain aptitudes, and endow these people with extraordinary power ..."

——The "Gallery of Death" in the dungeon of Artland, which looks like a Rubik's cube, was purchased by Bai Yi through game points and brought to the present world. What a useful function.

"That kind of strange thing can only absorb the human body. I will connect everyone's consciousness into the illusory spiritual world, and build an illusory spiritual space based on that strange thing. And this illusory spiritual world, I will not It takes someone to be my eyes and hands to keep it going all the time."

Adams' expression became visibly excited, his sparkling eyes were brighter than the stars: "I'm happy to serve you!"

In mid-air, the illusory card flipped.The golden ripples fluctuated accordingly, reflecting the smiling face of the young man.

The front of this card is very different from other cards in style. Instead, it looks like an abstract art painting. The colorful streamer paints the entire card into a swirl like a starry sky. With the colorful starry sky as the background, A long-haired young man lowered his head slightly. He had a pair of quiet pupils like the night, and his long black hair hanging down like silk seemed to be flying out of the card.

【Depressed Artist】

【Destroyer and Creator of Art】

[Steal the name of the gods with a mediocre body]

【Heal the world, but also depress the world】