Rong Ka had thought about what it would be like after death.

According to the legend of the alien race, after death, the soul will merge into the spirit of the ancestor and become a part of the ancestor, protecting the tribe forever.

But he has also heard of human legends. They say that after a person dies, the soul will be recycled by the dead king and become the cornerstone of the other side to build the underworld. Eternal life will sink into hell, and only believe in other gods can be saved-most of them The statements are quite consistent, except in the part of which gods you believe in. There will be differences. The specific one you believe depends on which church you are asking.

But after the devotees of the **** of games died, it seemed that this was not the case.

He felt as if he was floating in a dark ocean, seeing nothing, feeling nothing, nothingness but real existence, unable to breathe but not suffocating.

Vaguely, he can still feel the existence of something not far away. If he tries to feel it with his own consciousness, he can still get a vague feedback called the ‘player forum’.

But before Rongka wanted to understand what was going on—after all, people who died had no brains—he felt that his body (or existence?) was suddenly pulled by an invisible thread, Pulled over the black sea.

This feeling is hard to describe, but it is so clear that it is not an illusion: He is breaking free from death with the help of unknown force!

In the next moment, it was like peeking out from the surface of the dark ocean. The lost senses returned to the body. The fresh air and warm sunshine even made Rongka want to cry. feel.

A vague figure appeared in front of him.

Rongka, who had little knowledge of human religion, subconsciously thought that they were monks and priests in white robes who always talked about them, saying that they were ‘angels’ serving gods, and he had already reached the kingdom of God.

In his dim but reverent gaze, the'angel' spoke.

"Hey Mom, how come a bunny head pops up?"

Other voices came from the side.

"Where is it? Where is the bald head?"

"There is a dressing system. Will anyone continue to be bald these years? No, no?"

"I think the recent popular green turtle (harmony) headgear is not much better than baldness."

"Speaking of turtles or heads, they are still good friends."

This kingdom of God is slightly noisy.

After a while, the sense of trance gradually faded, and the scene before him became real.

Originally, Rongka felt that he might not have been in the kingdom of God because of the noise around him. After all, such Zuan’s “angel” would indeed make people feel wrong, but after seeing the scene in front of him, he somewhat doubted his judgment. .

The Chang-ear tribe itself is the kind of relatively desolate tribe. Almost every household is just thatched huts. When the sea breeze blows from the dark tide seashore, the whole clan must hide in the cave and do a good job. Mental preparation for rebuilding the thatched house in the next two days.

Even if the Long-eared people have not moved out of the Firlin Plains, and when they are down to this level, their houses are just built of wood and clay-like materials. To put it nicely, they are full of alien races in the West Continent. The characteristic building with style is the pure natural primitive mud house.

In addition, due to the severance of civilization due to the war of gods, the two continents have difficulty communicating with each other, which naturally led to a gap in the speed of human civilization recovery on both sides.

The East Continent is barely passable, at least there are already many magnificent cities, but the West Continent is different. Due to the strength and blooming of alien races, they occupy a lot of living space for human beings. Large but especially frequent chaotic wars, towns in the Western Continent are generally one size smaller than those in the Eastern Continent, and their level of civilization lags far behind.

Rongka has been to several human towns around the Firlin Plain, but most of them are full of dirty and messy feelings. In addition, most of the building materials used are limestone and mudstone dust, and the overall visual impression is quite gloomy.

But the town in front of him at this time was completely different, whether it was compared with the Chang-ear tribe land or the human towns in the Western Continent, it was much more beautiful and gorgeous.

In Rongka’s thoughts, if the kingdom of God really exists in the world, it must be like this—

The street is level and covered with red bricks. The ground is clean and tidy, not to mention rubbish, even dust is not visible; both sides of the street are full of beautiful and exquisite buildings with a rococo style, and the edges of the street (actually sidewalks, But Rongka doesn’t understand this.) It is also dotted with wonderful but delicate metal ornaments (fire hydrants), lamp posts that are more straight and taller than the big trees, and facilities such as benches; although the people on the street are a little different In a hurry, but no gloom and sadness can be seen on their faces, only happiness and vitality are permeated.

Later, Rong Ka found himself standing under a floating rhombus sculpture: This thing is also owned by the Long-eared tribe. [New www.xsbiquge.vip] is made by the players, but it is in the same way as the surrounding buildings. Compared with the incomparably abrupt piece, this piece here stands out in the street but complements each other, which is very suitable.

What a wonderful and incredible place this is!

Rongka dared to make a bet with his proud long ears, even the streets of Vanadore in the Western Continent, known as the ‘country within a country’, could not be compared here!

In this street, even the plants and flowers that are randomly planted on both sides of the road are so unique, the towering and standing foot is more than two meters high, the sturdy flower stems, the emerald green leaves larger than the sea bowl oyster, that is delicate and beautiful with rare spots. Purple flowers, and the sharp teeth hidden under the blooming petals——

Wait.

tooth?

"Wow!" ←Flower's roar.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Yaoshou! Mr. Magnet will be eaten again!"

"Who planted this **** (a kind of plant)? Isn't it already forbidden to grow aggressive magic plants in small towns?"

"It's so inhuman!"

"Don't play stubbornly, you will be gone for Mr. Magnet!"

"Gan, this flower is so strong, I can't beat it, so go and ask the Pea Shooter!"

"The pea shooter was shoveled long ago, can the first-line players do it?"

"Most of the first-line players have gone out to run missions. Who else is in the small town at UU reading www.uukanshu.com?"

[The player Manne Wilf has died, and it was Piranha (tentative name) that killed him. 】

"Okay, everyone is gone, remember to notify Mr. Angela to send someone to remove the flower."

So the people watching the excitement gradually dispersed, as if nothing happened, and continued to do their work.

Only Rongka, who had witnessed this situation for the first time, looked blank.

Ah, this... seems to be different from the kingdom of God in my imagination?

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice came from the side.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Rongka? Why are you here?"

Rongka shook his spirits for a while, and then he came back to his senses, and found out that he was speaking from someone who had a relationship with him.

Joey Ambert-the man who always followed Mane Eye Greyclaw before.