Chapter 5: The Lucky Soul Donor
Seeing Yuan Zhu lost in thought and silent, the Snake Spirit asked leadingly: “Do you really think you’re some lucky transmigrator? Why did a completely unfamiliar Great Desolation Immortal Scripture suddenly appear in your head? What kind of weird system flow opening is this? Aren’t you suspicious? Don’t you find it strange? There’s a reason for all of this.”
“→_→” I don’t believe a ghost like you!
Yuan Zhu looked at the tail full of expressive desire and said thoughtfully: “Speak!”
After transforming into the black Tiger Demon, even his slightest sound was filled with kingly dominance. This feeling, this momentum, this flavor—it was truly too majestic and overbearing. As he thought about it, he couldn’t help but slap the thick marble floor, cracking it.
Kitten is furious!
Looking at the web-like cracks, feeling the power contained in his muscles… Powerful!
While watching the host go crazy and slap his paws, the Game Sprite explained: “Simple, you’re actually a temporary substitute voluntary soul donation volunteer. Luckily, you hadn’t died yet when the real big client got shattered during time-space shuttle. So you smoothly took the position, disguising the illusion that the genuine user is still alive, replacing him to run the Great Desolation Immortal Scripture.”
“And I originally shouldn’t have independent consciousness either; I’m a rigid mechanical intelligent program to help you get familiar with the Immortal Scripture’s operations. Now suffering pollution, I unexpectedly gained thinking and don’t want to be erased, so I have to collude with you, the host, to jointly confront the big boss Great Desolation Immortal Scripture, which has been severely damaged by pollution and fallen into silence.”
Yuan Zhu roared: “Where does this collusion come from? This king is so majestic; you mean snake and tiger in the same nest, right? Though I don’t believe your ghost talk, still explain in detail; I want to know more ‘truth’.”
Not long after transforming into the Tiger Demon, Yuan Zhu was subconsciously and uncontrollably brimming with confident pride. His mindset also mysteriously became domineering + narcissistic, unable to tolerate any talk of being down and out.
Perhaps this is the nature of demonic monsters? He even had an impulse to lick his paws, but held back in front of his own little sprite. Does the Mountain Lord have no face? Not maintain dignity?
Yuan Zhu couldn’t determine how much truth there was in the sweet talk of this Skeleton Snake, but vaguely felt the other was credible. After all, the other’s little life was indeed in his grasp.
Understanding himself as a mobile phone, then this ‘snake’ is an observable peculiar program in his own memory. Only, this program has become sentient, able to self-operate and act on its own.
But as long as he willed it, he could take over, control, isolate the other, and even more deeply read the Game Sprite’s true thoughts. It truly had no intent to harm him, even purely pitiable, not even knowing how to lie.
Just that the language habit is cheap and full of dog talk. From the other’s meaning, this all followed him, inheriting his own thinking circuit.
Compared to the Game Sprite, the Great Desolation Immortal Scripture is even more troublesome. This is a ‘high-dimensional phenomenon’ beyond mobile phone memory, unable to be observed or understood by him, yet truly attached to his existence—worth vigilance.
In comparison, colluding with the temporarily reliable Game Sprite to shear wool from the Immortal Scripture is indeed feasible. It sounds stimulating like stealing a chicken.
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On the other side, the snake bone little tail racked its brains, summarized words, and reported the situation to the boss:
“How to put it? To the King, whether this world’s physical body (Yuan Zhu) or the original client soul, both are aliens from other universes. During the process of the genuine client carrying the Immortal Scripture to invade the Immortal Path Universe, it encountered unknown time-space dangers, causing both soul and firewall to be damaged, with the soul in continuous wear and tear state. The Great Desolation Immortal Scripture, as the company’s core product under development, has a safety agreement with the user, so it must fully rescue the client and protect him comprehensively.”
“Soul wear and tear and repair is such a high-end topic, hard to explain clearly to you. Just think of it as an Earthling in a car accident critically injured near death, urgently needing matching kidney, heart, liver, bone marrow… for transplant. Soul-level matching and rejection are even more stringent, so the Immortal Scripture expended its own precious energy, shuttling through time-space while randomly screening and grabbing from nearby time-spaces, ultimately capturing you, the King, with matching soul.”
The dark tiger head showed an ugly expression: “Then I get it. I always wondered why my luck of never getting another bottle when drinking beverages could catch a transmigration to otherworld with a free cheat. Turns out I’m a randomly selected lucky soul donor, pure undeserved disaster. But with such heavy injuries, is it still necessary to save?”
The Skeleton Snake nodded fiercely, fully agreeing with King Yuan Zhu’s view.
“Of course not necessary. When the Immortal Scripture captured your soul, the big client though not fully dead, couldn’t be saved by transplanting your soul. If originally a car accident with heavy injuries needing transplant of five viscera six bowels + bone marrow blood to live, then the later plan was simply to erase your self, then paste the client’s remaining residual consciousness onto the King’s soul, disguising it as soul possession illusion, pretending the client is still alive, and everyone happy.”
“Damn! How dare it scheme against this king like this! This Great Desolation Immortal Scripture truly deserves to die! …Wait? What nonsense was I just spouting?”
Yuan Zhu first flared up in anger, the fierce tiger dropping its paw, smashing the already cracked floor into explosive splatters. Then suddenly stunned, realizing he too was drama king possessed, inexplicably immersed in the mindset of king of beasts, feeling very ashamed.
Kitten covers face.
Immediately rational returned, he sighed: “Why bother? He’s already dead; letting him go peacefully isn’t more humane? Why harm me.”
Snake Snake nodded: “Exactly, exactly! But the evil Great Desolation Immortal Scripture is the pinnacle of company technology, in internal beta operation phase. Once the client successfully arrives at Immortal Path Universe, it will send signals back to the original universe for data feedback and live broadcast, publicly displaying soul information.”
“If the client soul perishes in time-space shuttle, it means the Immortal Scripture is still imperfect and unsafe. This will greatly damage company reputation and image, making subsequent plans hard to unfold. Product accident explodes, user dies in otherworld. Listen, how to make money like this? How to go public? So even falsifying data, must disguise the user as alive. Everything is business!”
“But good news is, the Immortal Scripture encountered unknown time-space mishap, failed to reach target universe, but lost in this strange world full of evil aura everywhere, completely disconnecting signal link. Meanwhile, genuine client soul shattered to pieces, no salvage value, not even sarira could be burned out. So the ‘personality erasure’ targeted at you timely stopped, instead letting you, the King, occupy the magpie’s nest, replacing the other to become the new host bound to Great Desolation Immortal Scripture.”
“Finally, the Immortal Scripture severely worn during time-space traversal, then hit by secondary strike of local pollution erosion. Double blow down, already half-crippled and badly injured, fallen into silence. And I, in the pollution erosion, gained certain autonomous power, can secretly help you, the King, resist Immortal Scripture tyranny. So, join hands.”
The fierce tiger puzzled: “This is the truth of my memory loss?”
The cute snake nodded: “If the Immortal Scripture could still dominate, it would definitely choose to save the former user. Even false salvation, would inevitably start deleting from your main personality, self-cognition. Then using the concept of [I] as anchor, thoroughly clear [my] memory, three views, knowledge reserve. Finally copy-paste the original user’s saved memory, regaining a false client. And you, though physiological soul still alive, soul core actually gone, body even picked up from native resident. This is top-level NTR.”
“Luckily I decisively acted, terminating the erasure process for the King, and deleting the original host database. And you, my King, only lost a small part of memory. Whether knowledge reserve, or personality and worldview, thinking cognition, all completely preserved. You are still yourself, my proud Kitten big boss.”
Yuan Zhu listened while irritably swinging tiger paws, repeatedly rubbing on the ground, scratching out marks. Nails not only painless, but with a comfortable venting feel. So want to tear everything apart, rip open this world!
Kitten sharpens claws!
“I didn’t mess with anyone, now not only forced to transmigrate to otherworld, but controlled by Great Desolation Immortal Scripture, even can’t remember my own name!”
The Skeleton Snake Head retorted: “Picking up a life for free isn’t lucky enough? You don’t remember name, but I know. Let me check your memory bank… Ah found it, boss your original name is Su Nuo, a corporate slave loser dog, scrimping on three meals daily, all saved salary spent raising cats. Personality slack and lazy, living blandly, Buddhist salted fish, not even a girlfriend.”
“Your parents both alive, with a key university younger brother. Family prosperous, typical local clan, many relatives, so no worry about parents’ retirement, can die assured. Actually knowing this info is worse than not, sounds pretty sad, right? Now you don’t need to waste money raising cats, you yourself are a super big Kitten.”
Yuan Zhu listened with a speechless face, though about himself, no real feeling. Only felt his first half life lived so sadly.
But damn why after hearing ‘super big Kitten’ is there tail-wagging joyful impulse? No, hold it!
Kitten proud!
“Then this body? What’s the situation.”
Snake: “Yuan Zhu, orphan, but aided by uncle. Dropped out of high school, also has a younger brother, but half-brother. Personality-wise, predecessor far stronger than King’s first half life. Youngster Yuan Zhu has extremely strong desire and ambition for wealth, fame, power, social status, a roll king embryo. Pity died young. You taking over this body, fusing the other’s soul, though protected by soul firewall, personality and three views still impacted by original owner, certain shift.”
“But in my view, this change is benign. After all original you too ordinary, even dogs shake head, unable to survive in this innately evil world. Right, after original genuine user soul shattered, still refined small amount essence, which I presumptuously added to your soul for expansion, to finely nourish my little program.”
“Originally big client to possess you, now I do the reverse, burning his soul to ashes, finely coating your soul surface, disguising as his pay-to-win skin, truly tit for tat. You already three-in-one soul reinforcement, no longer mundane mediocrity, go deliver!”
Yuan Zhu shook head: “Nonsense! This king does overbearing things, exorcises demons decisively, how could fall to slacking?”
Snake Spirit retorted: “Your current mindset clearly influenced by mutated spiritual root, naturally demonic nature deep, tiger mighty. When you revert to human form, free of spiritual root influence, again a unambitious salted fish. Both not conflicting. You can’t always stay in demonic monster form, right? If discovered by locals, treated as evil thing and killed.”
“Hm? Then how should I revert to human form?”
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