Chapter 413 Industrial Massacre, 1 Souls
Chapter 413 Industrial Massacre, Ten Thousand Souls
In the extraordinary world where gods and Buddhas abound, the power of mortals seems too weak. Even though Wen Rui now has millions of people under his command, it is very difficult to expect these people to defeat an immortal.
Having to support so many mortals, Wen Rui cannot make any money from these poor people.
As a company that has established a super-intelligent robot army and owns a fully automatic production line, supporting mortals is purely a poverty alleviation project, and it has to pay for a lot of production capacity.
The most valuable things that mortals can provide to Wen Rui are merit and the progress bar of the task of spreading the faith of Jiejiao.
For a capitalist with a conscience, anything can be done except a business that loses money.
The skin of a mortal without any flesh on it is undoubtedly garbage, but the soul wrapped in the skin has a very special value.
In the extraordinary world of gods and demons of any cultural background, souls are hard currency, and the power contained in them has unlimited potential.
One of the specific applications applicable to the prehistoric world is refining the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
The maker of the Ghost and White Bone Banner was Bian Ji, and the maker of the Soul-Killing Banner was Yu Hua, a disciple of the Hunyuan Yiqi Immortal Yu Yuan. Both of them were disciples of the Jiejiao.
The technique for refining the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is preserved in the secret book library of the Jinling Immortal Sect, and Wen Rui has already mastered it.
Even though the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is incredibly powerful, its biggest shortcoming is its refining. Collecting the souls of mortals would create an enormous amount of evil karma that would surely be retaliated by the Heavenly Law.
Even if you master the soul flag and use it to harm others, you will be like a grasshopper in autumn and won't be able to jump for long.
Wen Rui had also begun studying the rules of merit a long time ago, and of course he was well aware of the consequences of recklessly creating karma and destroying merit.
The design drawings of a powerful magic weapon are right in front of him, and the raw materials for manufacturing are readily available, but he cannot use them for himself. This is more painful than losing money. Wen Rui then finds another way and comes up with the method of freezing the body and hiring the soul.
This method can be realized from both a scientific and metaphysical perspective under the rules of the prehistoric world.
However, if it is to be realized from a metaphysical point of view, the cost is extremely high.
For example, in later generations, the king of Wuji Kingdom who was rescued by the King of Well Dragon had to use diluted precious beauty beads to preserve his body, and to revive his body he had to take the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill personally made by the Jade Emperor.
It is much simpler to achieve from a scientific perspective. Body fluid replacement and ultra-low temperature freezing can perfectly preserve the corpse. Nanorobots can repair internal injuries. Adrenaline cardiopulmonary resuscitation, coupled with an external defibrillator, can bring a person back from the brink of death.
If all else fails, Wen Rui still has the Phoenix Project's pre-technology, soul conduction black technology, which he learned from Lao Rui as a backup.
Secret human experiments of faking death and extracting souls have long been carried out quietly, and after years of testing, the technology has become nearly mature.
However, the number of samples for clinical trials is still too small. The largest number of people included at one time was a few hundred heinous death row prisoners. This is the first time that 10,000 people can be tested at the same time.
The people who entered the crystal jar were not nervous. It was not the first time for many of them to sign up for the various strange work activities organized by the Chamber of Commerce.
Although it is called working, in fact a large part of it is volunteering to test drugs or participate in human trials.
Wen Rui always uses his own soulless clone to carry out many immature technologies with extremely high mortality rates.
Once the technology matures and the mortality rate drops significantly, indigenous volunteers will be recruited for the next stage of trials.
The volunteers are no longer surprised by this.
They also knew that participating in the Chamber of Commerce's experiments was not about making money without doing anything, but also about taking the risk of death. However, the chance of death was not high, ten times lower than being forced to do corvée labor for the lord or serve as a soldier in a war.
In this backward era when the average life expectancy is 30 years, practitioners don’t even know which will come first, becoming an immortal or falling into the afterlife. So what else do mortals, who are living from hand to mouth, have to worry about?
Even if you die, the Chamber of Commerce, which has always been trustworthy, will give a huge pension to your family.
Without family, if you survive the experiment, you can get a good salary and enjoy yourself in the prosperous town under the jurisdiction of the Chamber of Commerce. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Life is short, so why not die?
Several robotic arms emerged from the jar and held the volunteers firmly in place. An anesthetic needle was inserted into their blood vessels, and appropriate anesthetics put them into a state of painless paralysis while they were conscious.
Princess Longji had no idea what was going on with these series of changes, but the scene of ten thousand people being locked in jars and tied up tightly made her feel very uneasy.
I always feel like something terrible is going to happen in the next moment.
As expected, just when everyone relaxed, almost at the same time, the upper half of each jar was cut across by a transparent round sheet fixed by the robotic arm.
The incision point is exactly at each person's neck.
In just a moment, the volunteer in the tank's eyes became dull and he couldn't even make a sound to cry for help. The luster in his eyes dimmed visibly.
The transparent sheet that cut into the tank severed everyone's heads!
The transparent sheet rose inside the tank, and the volunteer's head was lifted up and gradually separated from the body.
Princess Longji looked carefully and found that the thin sheet was actually two overlapping pieces. After cutting off the neck, the upper and lower pieces were separated again, sealing the incision at the same time to prevent blood from splattering from the neck.
If a person's head is separated from his body, even a god would not be able to survive for long, let alone a mortal with no cultivation.
Because the slices were too sharp and the wounds were sealed, no one died immediately.
But the anesthetized people were unable to make any struggle. Within a few short yet long minutes, they gradually fell into eternal sleep due to lack of oxygen in the brain.
Wen Rui activated his divine vision and methodically controlled the equipment at the operating table. Whenever he saw a bewildered translucent figure floating above a tank, he would immediately release the Shadow of the Netherworld.
A white human-shaped fog ball suddenly appeared from inside the jar and immediately froze the jar, completing the quick-freezing and preservation process of the corpse.
Everyone's physique is different, and the time of death after beheading varies slightly, but the overall difference will not exceed one minute.
In just five minutes, all the ten thousand people in the hall were declared dead, and ten thousand souls were neatly lined up and floating above the tank.
Princess Longji also opened her clairvoyance and witnessed the entire process, which made her scalp tingle.
Having experienced the Conferred Gods War, she had seen massacres before, but she had never seen a massacre as orderly as Wen Rui's, which had a strange industrial beauty.
"Don't panic, everyone, follow my command!"
Wen Rui spoke slowly, and said to the 10,000 souls below the stage who were still in a state of confusion: "Now many of you souls will have the feeling that 'one death is all' and 'death is more comfortable than life'. This is a very normal phenomenon."
He spoke with great experience: "It is definitely more comfortable to abandon the sick and weak body in the soul state than to be alive. Yearning for reincarnation is also the soul instinct for souls without resentment. But you must not indulge in this feeling. The vast majority of cases of failed resuscitation are caused by this mentality, and they are deceived and sent to the palace of Hades by those ghosts who do not follow martial ethics in order to achieve performance."
At this point, Wen Rui looked at Long Ji and Nezha and whispered an order: "You two keep an eye on them. If you see a ghost messenger, don't ask any questions. Beat him up if you catch him! I have lost so much money and compensation for these bastards!"
(End of this chapter)