The Upper Spirit Realm, to Wen Xishu, feels very much like a bustling ancient city.
Of course, this is undoubtedly just one part of the Upper Spirit Realm.
According to the multicolored crow, the world of the deceased is just a door, yet infinitely vast. The worlds it contains are truly the grand multiverse.
What we see now is likely a place from ancient tis.
The souls here dress in a very antique fashion.
But occasionally you can see so dressed in more advanced modern styles, or even very post-modern ones.
Walking out of the dark alley, the place where Wen Xishu stands seems to be a very famous "snack street."
The fact that dead people also need to eat surprises Wen Xishu. And it seems that so "tourists" from other tilines co just for the food.
"Ti travel causes significant bugs in the world of the living, but indeed, in the world of the dead, it's not an issue."
[These spirits are living leisurely lives, but what surprises you more is that spirits actually need to eat. Is it possible for the already dead to starve? Well, let tell you the answer. They eat desire. The Upper Spirit Realm is a world for those deed 'good people' while alive. However, you will find many 'bad people' in your eyes here. Ti changes everything, doesn't it?]
Prompt?
Wen Xishu wasn't too surprised; he imdiately guessed the result, an ability brought by the multicolored crow.
"Suddenly, it feels like a word ga... The crow ntioned earlier that this uses a bug to attempt a one-ti successful smuggling of the dead."
"So who was it who initially contacted the crow?"
Wen Xishu thought of the constellations.
The concept of the Upper Spirit is similar to paradise.
In paradise, naturally, reside the souls considered good people.
Of course, good, bad, kind, evil—all these will change over ti. And indeed, defining a person's goodness or evilness is quite challenging.
"They eat desires... that's quite reasonable. Many good people couldn't fulfill their desires while alive, so naturally, they get to satisfy various desires after death."
Wen Xishu didn't linger too long and headed toward the inn.
Ti carriages have different nas in different eras. In the post-modern era, they are called ti travel trains.
In front of the inn, it was naturally bustling, with a long queue. From a distance, it didn't seem noticeable, but upon entering the inn, he was instantly transported to a vast area filled with human souls.
Wen Xishu arrived at the inn and rely took a ticket that stated there were still 194,551 people ahead.
Wen Xishu frowned:
"That's a huge number of people..."
Wen Xishu had heard sothing about NetEase's "one hundred thousand ghost soldiers" before, but today he truly witnessed what a grand scale ten thousand is.
The inn could process around seven hundred people per minute, so it wouldn't be a long wait, but Wen Xishu still wasn't keen on waiting.
At this mont, a person wearing an extravagant hat, taller than a human, and dressed in a white robe akin to a funeral robe, shouted, "Six rit coins can get you into the VIP waiting area, thirty rit coins to the VVIP area, one hundred and twenty-eight rit coins for a VVIP monthly pass, and six hundred and forty-eight rit coins to board imdiately."
Wen Xishu was a bit confused, realizing that even in the world of the dead, they need to earn.
Although they can enjoy so "desires," clearly not everything goes smoothly.
[In the world of the deceased, everyone needs to accumulate rit. As a beginner, you will have one thousand rit. Your ti is tight, so you better make a choice.]
A text prompt appeared again.
Wen Xishu wasn't truly dead, and according to the multicolored crow, bull-headed and horse-faced creatures might co to capture him at any mont.
Therefore, he really couldn't stay too long in one place.
"I'll pay 648 rit coins; I need to board imdiately."
The tall-hatted creature's eyes glowed:
"Really? Oh! Although I have never seen your face, at this mont, you are so magnificent! You must have saved the world while alive to be able to spend rit so lavishly after death."
In fact, after death, all souls are equal, at least in terms of wealth. In life, only morality determines which Spiritual Area they venture into.
rit is sothing that can only be earned after death.
Wen Xishu said:
"Lead the way. I'm in a hurry."
"No problem."
The tall-hatted creature, dressed like a mourning attire, led Wen Xishu deep into the inn, attracting many envious glances along the way.
Wen Xishu wasn't sure what a thousand rits truly ant, but the current emotional value was indeed overwhelming.
The envious glances, even slight sourness and jealousy, made Wen Xishu realize the multicolored crow was very generous.
Or rather —
The person who bribed the multicolored crow was very generous.
What puzzled Wen Xishu was why, in a one-ti rescue with only one possibility of success, that person didn't specify a target but rather allowed the tower climbers to seek freely?
What if I save soone incompetent, won't he explode?
Of course, Wen Xishu wouldn't save soone incompetent. But he couldn't help but grow more curious about which constellation's handiwork it was, and even more curious about what experiences lie ahead.
The carriage stood right before him, the coachman's head resembling a starlit sky, albeit small, but looking at it was akin to gazing at the stars.
"Guest, which tiline would you like to travel to? You have a rather special identity, possessing the starting point of two tilines. It truly is astonishing."
The coachman, with his starlit head, gazed at Wen Xishu.
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