"When discussing the main storyline, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"About Kexiao."

"Ah, he's already dead. Sky Shadow should have told you a few years ago."

"True, but how did he appear in that space?"

"It's your friend, the Blade Warrior, who brought Kexiao here."

"What's the point of this..."

"This person's situation is different from yours, his physical body died due to external forces, but his soul consciousness hasn't diminished. The reason I didn't make a move on him is precisely because he still has the possibility of living again."

"Resurrection, is it really that easy to resurrect?"

"You shouldn't try to understand the laws of high-dimensional time and space with human thinking. I've mentioned before, in my worldview, I am dead, but in this cosmic space-time, the essence of my existence is still no different from being alive as a human."

This... Feng Yi didn't know how to comprehend Allen's words.

"Hmm... let me explain it to you this way, you can consider the thoughts of the dead as low-dimensional mental bodies, or observe changes in low-dimensional matter from a higher dimension. Take humans, for example, when the physical body suffers space-time stagnation strikes, placed in a lower dimension, human life exhibits a static state. However, when that person ascends to a higher dimension, even if they are physically dead, the manifestations of life become active states—in strict terms, I myself have not truly died. Nonetheless, being in a lower dimension, in my worldview, I've indeed lost most of the meaning of life—the reason I'm still alive is just from your human perspective; in my eyes, there is no essential difference between cards and cups, plants and animals—even if you cannot capture time, the future development is traceable in my view."

Mo Ying's implied meaning undoubtedly hints that high-dimensional space-time's radiation on low-dimensional matter is more potent and penetrative. In fact, this issue can also serve as a reference during his journey through the Magic Crystal civilization. Feng Yi especially remembered that after traversing the Magic Crystal civilization, he opened a door that fundamentally didn't exist in three-dimensional space-time. Upon entering it, you can clearly observe your skeletal structure, veins, and heartbeat, a space-time axis completely unexplainable by human thought.

That's why Mo Ying said that in a certain sense, it had already died.

Feng Yi nodded, as if he had understood yet couldn't grasp the deeper mystery contained within. "Then, can he truly be resurrected?"

"Yes, his Soul Flame has not extinguished." Mo Ying explained to Feng Yi that Kexiao, although physically dead, tended more towards physical trauma. The wounds on his body could be fully healed in high-density dimensions, healing soul consciousness, which is actually awake. However, to lower his energy consumption, it simply allowed him to sleep a bit longer.

Feng Yi was different, Feng Yi consumed mental energy, reaching an irreversible cycle. Therefore, even in higher dimensions, his situation was merely easing mental power consumption, never able to be replenished. Simply speaking, only by deleting the memory format to supplement his soul could it be done in one go. Therefore, from the moment Feng Yi's Soul Flame was flickering weakly, he could no longer withstand the physical container, and ultimately the body that originally belonged to him was no longer his own.

Normally, Kexiao couldn't revive because he couldn't survive in the vast cosmic space. This point should be thankful to Blade Warrior for creating a special container for him. Coupled with the high-density space-time enabling his body to quickly recover vitality, so now, saying Kexiao is dead is rather calling it a sleeping stage.

"But why do you want to help him?" Feng Yi didn't think Mo Ying would be so kind, yet from Mo Ying's narrative, he caught Mo Ying mentioning it was just letting Kexiao sleep a little longer, that is, reducing mental power consumption.

"Hehehe, well... maybe because I owe him a meal."

Huh? Owing a meal, Feng Yi was taken aback. Trading a meal for a life was truly a bargain with no loss.

Mo Ying explained to him that logically speaking, he didn't want humans to step into this space-time. During the virus outbreak, Kexiao came to him, who was the beggar Allen, and invited him for a small drink and a few peanuts. It was precisely because of this that he decided to secretly help him out.

"What's your next plan?"

"Plan... of course, it's to attempt physical recovery. What I lack now is nothing but strength."

"Is that so, don't you want to see your children?"

"Where are they?"

"Rekart's distant outskirts, very far from here. Through your ability, I think getting there isn't difficult, although it's not easy either. You must attempt it through the most primitive movement means."

Feng Yi naturally understood what he was saying. The reason it was termed simple came from his ability to move long distances through special means, yet it didn't mean he could reach a cosmos space he'd never been to via 'transcendence'.

"I can transmit the approximate location to you." Through thought transmission, in an instant, Feng Yi finally understood a series of reasons about Feng Luo, Feng Wu, and why they came to that space.

Sure enough, it was the bizarre again. With thoughts thus organized, after a brief farewell, Feng Yi decided to leave.

"Right, Allen, you don't plan to return?"

"Return where?"

"That high-dimensional space-time, you don't seem to have the ability to move this house, do you?"

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