Chapter 5, Dissemination
Hearing the gradually increasing noise from over there, Wang Yuan instructed the crows that were still pecking at the corpses to fly away, quietly waiting by the bodies.
Therefore, those older and experienced individuals in the team must die, Wang Yuan thought
According to this person's memory, the system did not lie at the beginning; this world is indeed just a low-magic world. Wang Yuan believes that there are gods in this world, after all, the occurrence of transmigration is not an exaggeration, but he does not believe that this low-magic world possesses gods
However, as the team leader, Dakesi did not show any signs of unease; otherwise, it would have caused unrest among the members, making it difficult to lead the team
He must get extremely close to that person, and then use his own white aura to counteract the other party's white aura that carries self-will, ultimately using that faint interference to affect the weak internal organs within the other party. If the other party is strong and robust, it may not necessarily lead to death.
With the current integrity of Wang Yuan's soul body, his perception of the bacteria within the crow has become increasingly clear. He can sense that these bacteria are continuously mutating, which has consumed a significant amount of the crow's physical strength, resulting in the crow's constant need to feed
The changes in some people's beliefs are often cyclical. In their youth, they may still hold some reverence for these matters, but after experiencing more, they come to understand that these are all illusions. Interestingly, once a person reaches old age, they tend to pay renewed attention to these things.
Other monsters, if they wish to survive, must kill; only by killing can they sustain their existence. Wang Yuan thought: "And with each murder, they absorb the resentment and unwillingness of the deceased; if this continues, the monsters will only become more ferocious."
According to the degree of belief, most of these individuals are in a state of superficial faith. For instance, the deer is the messenger of the goddess Rhea. It is said that anyone who kills a deer will be abandoned by Rhea and shown to her sister Menas. However, if you place a deer in front of a hunting party now, will they kill it
I am also feeling a bit unwell, let's hurry back to the campfire and get some sleep. The other person looked rather pale, as this period has been truly unfortunate; there has not been enough game, one person has already died, and now I am also showing signs of illness.
"Bury Naike's body on the spot..." said Dakesi, suddenly narrowing his eyes. He picked up a black feather from the ground and, looking at the wounds on the body, he said solemnly: "Do not part with your weapons, be wary of attacks from the sky"
Before long, the hunting team arrived here with weapons and discovered the corpse that had been utterly disfigured. The face of the bearded Dax was rendered unpredictable under the flickering light of the torch
Of course it is more likely that the ghost cannot even kill a single person. Wang Yuan floated around the corpse, absorbing the white mist. Even now, for Wang Yuan, wanting to kill a person would be quite difficult without the help of a crow
"There is only one thing I need to do: defeat them and then dominate them." Wang Yuan is a person who excels at learning. Initially, the system treated him in this manner, defeating him and controlling his life and death, as well as the protagonist's halo that surrounded him. Now, in order to survive and live better, he must do the same.
The reason I am polluted is that when I absorb the other party, their final emotions are all pain, resentment, and hatred. Wang Yuan thought of a certain type of person: what if they die with a calm or even joyful and pleasant state of mind
"Ahem, something seems off," a person said while coughing. "It's not too cold tonight, yet I feel a bit dizzy."
Although others had a grim expression, they did not deny the words of Darks. Two individuals who were usually on good terms with Nick worked together to move his disfigured corpse aside and began to dig a pit, preparing to bury the body
In previous years, there have been instances of team members dying during hunts, but this time is different. One person has died inexplicably, without even a proper scream, and an ominous feeling has arisen in his heart
The two individuals gazed at the filled earth pit, panting incessantly, feeling an unprecedented exhaustion. This left them somewhat perplexed; as members of a hunting team, having poor physical condition would be akin to playing with their own lives. After all, it was merely a matter of digging a pit to bury a corpse, so how could it be so tiring
When it does not affect themselves, they will pay attention to certain taboos of the "deities"; however, once it involves their own interests, they tend to disregard such concerns.
This is operational. Wang Yuan recalled some information from the memories of the person he had absorbed: "Negri, the god of disease and misfortune?"
"The followers of Negri, has Negri set his sights on us?" Komoro said, looking at the black feather with a hint of fear
Therefore, it is truly difficult for ghosts and monsters to develop. Wang Yuan contemplated how to deal with the remaining seven individuals; killing them all would be a tremendous waste. In order to avoid being affected by the negative emotions of the deceased, he could not absorb the white mist.
What are you talking about!" Darksi's expression darkened as he said, "How could Negri have set his sights on us? This is just an accident. It's nothing, everyone go to sleep. The night watch should just be a little more vigilant.
Wang Yuan drifted around the two of them, watching the gradually weakening white mist surrounding them, without uttering a word
Indeed, under such circumstances, the crow cannot survive for long. Wang Yuan waited quietly: "I need to be stronger, I need to be even stronger!"
They threw the corpse into the pit, breathing in the fragrance of the soil and the metallic scent of blood, as the two of them gradually covered it with earth.
Although the two individuals burying the corpse felt sad, they did not dwell on it too much. Life in this world is like this: dying of hunger, dying in conflicts with the Kent people, dying from diseases, dying from wild animal attacks; they have witnessed such life and death situations far too many times.
The pit is not large, and perhaps before long, a beast will come seeking the scent of blood, digging up the pit and enjoying a hearty meal. However, the two do not mind; for now, burying it a little will suffice to bring them peace of mind.
The two individuals ran back to the campfire, and the night watchman inquired why they took so long. The two casually responded with a few words, drank a bit of hot water, and then lay down by the fire to sleep, continuously praying in their hearts to the God of Strength, Helro, hoping that by the time they woke up the next morning, their ailments would be healed.
In this person's memory, the world is divided into many races based on regions, such as the Koshis. The Koshis attribute divine names to all things, such as Negri, which symbolizes disease and misfortune, the goddess Menas, which symbolizes bad luck, and the goddess of tender shoots, which symbolizes rebirth. In addition, there are many other deities that symbolize various things they can encounter.
After all, it is impossible for a place to have eight million deities like the Land of Cherry Blossoms