Chapter 182 The Meaning of Life

In a trance, Gris thought of that night, when he left the room for the first time, he saw the Academy Square on the top of the laboratory, and the young students were talking to each other with laughter and joy. There were also the busy ordinary humans he saw when he followed the carriage into the city in the Imperial City, as well as the people he knew, Alex, Lilith, Alagang, Little Jimmy and others.

If you go back to the world of death, it means you have to give up all this.

In fact, when it comes to understanding life consciousness, many people probably do not have the depth of Gris because he has a long time to compare and think.

Before he was summoned to the human world, he spent twenty generations of lords. During that long period of time, he only remembered a few things: dazed, hiding, gorgeously dressed lich, Emina who destroyed the territory, and even those twenty lords, he could not remember their soul fluctuations.

The twenty generations of lords left him only these few memories. Instead, the people and things he encountered in just half a year after being summoned to the human world were millions of times richer than his past years, making him feel that his short half year had been longer than his twenty generations of lords.

Is the meaning of life longer or more fulfilling? If you return to the world of death and repeat the life of dazed and sleeping, no matter how long it is, is it meaningful?

Long time, sleeping, or stay here and experience a more colorful and fulfilling life?

If Gris was the little skeleton who only knew how to hide in the cave and stared blankly, he would have chosen the first one without hesitation, but now, that empty and boring life can no longer satisfy him.

"If you don't go back, you can't fight and run away." Gris pressed the teleportation scroll in the magic armor and said with confidence. The teleportation array had long been built in the crypt. If you really encounter danger, you'll be able to pass it back.

Pulson immediately cried and said, "You have teleportation scroll, but we don't have one. Send one to each of us." This is Pulson's real purpose. He is reluctant to let him go back to the world where the crisis is revived and boring.

But now that this place is so dangerous, he has no way to rest, and he is very uneasy. If he can get all those teleportation scrolls from Gris, there will be no problem.

Gris's heart lit up. Pulson's words gave him more ideas. Should he build a teleportation array to the world of death? This way, at least there can be a place to retreat.

Gris is the kind of person who habitually does what he wants, and the teleportation array is basically not difficult for him. His exquisite reproduction ability allows him to minimize the construction cost.

The cellar of the laboratory is a very safe place. Even if the entire human society has fallen, it will definitely be the place where it falls last.

He removed the ice magic array that was originally used to freeze Alex's body. He built a piece of standard floor tiles that were magically solidified and permanently solidified were transported in one piece, and was laid perfectly on the leveled ground.

Under magic calibration, all floor tiles are on an absolute horizontal plane, and the gaps cannot be seen with the naked eye when they are fitted with each other. In the end, even these gaps are completely smoothed under the filling and fusion of soil elements, and all floor tiles are combined into a whole.

Next is the inscribed of complex magic patterns and the structure of magic circuits. Gris has made this once and is more familiar with it.

The teleportation array across the plane is a very huge project, mainly because the probability of failure is high. If there is a slight error in a huge magic array of hundreds of meters, the entire magic array will be destroyed.

Generally speaking, in order to reduce the original, the architect will use the piece-in method to turn the entire magic array into areas. Even if a certain area makes mistakes, it will not affect the overall situation. However, in this case, very fine size standards are required to allow each area to overlap. A large amount of manpower and material resources are consumed in this case.

Of course, Gris didn't need this. He could directly copy the entire magic array in a perfect proportion, and the magic sac also had sufficient magic power to support him in carving a complete structure.

With the first experience, the teleportation array was completed quickly. After being embedded in the magic crystal, the entire teleportation array flashed slightly with white light.

Of course, large-scale projects such as interplanar teleportation arrays cannot be left without experienced mages such as Alex and Abak to watch. Well, I can only observe them. This kind of work does not mean that it is high-level. Without the talent of an architect, they cannot help much.

Seeing Gris working on the magic formation in a flowing way, Alex's expression was melancholy and relieved, very complicated. The little skeleton who could not even write words back then has grown to a point where he is not even as good as that of some aspects.

"I am Gris, I can do everything. In my name, I call you to you who are in the endless nothingness. Those who hear my voice will be with me..." After the teleportation array lit up, Gris sang silently in a very stable tone, and the gentle voice echoed in the empty basement, sounding so mechanical and cold.

If you are sending a message to an undead creature who has a soul connection with him, you must rely on the power of faith. The stronger the faith connection you need is to send a message across the plane.

"Uh..." Alex was immediately frightened by the beginning sentence, "I am Gris, I can do anything"? When did this little skeleton become so arrogant?

As Gris sang, a strange wave rippled on his body.

Alex, who had seen the group of madmen in the Holy Council in the South, naturally recognized this fluctuation of faith power. This really surprised him. An undead creature who was regarded as heresy by religious madmen in the Holy Council, actually mastered the faith power?

But soon, he discovered that Gris's faith Yuanli and the faith Yuanli of the religious madman in the Holy Council were obviously not the same as that of the faith Yuanli. Yes, in the world, there is not only one god of the supreme Holy Spirit of the Holy Council, the God of War of the Dwarfs, and the Moon God of the Elf tribe, also has his own belief system. I wonder which god Gris believes in? Gris can do everything. Could it be that the god he believes in is himself?

Alex was startled by his inexplicable thoughts and shook his head and threw them behind his head. Although he did not believe in God, he at least did not deliberately blasphemy.
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