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It seemed indeed so: on one hand, it was an offense to the Great Immortal, and on the other, it was a self-destructive act that had somehow led to salvation. He nodded slightly, acknowledging the truth of it.
Yun Yi gently patted his shoulder, speaking with a heartfelt tone: "Since you owe me two lives, from now on, your life belongs to me. Unless you have my permission, you must not engage in any self-destructive behavior. Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Gao Shun froze in place. He should have understood the implication behind Yun Yi's words. Did this mean that this Xian Chang not only forgave his past transgressions but was also willing to take him into his fold? For a moment, Gao Shun was overwhelmed with emotion, nearly fainting from his weakened state.
Fortunately, he managed to hold himself together. He wanted to express his gratitude but was interrupted by Yun Yi waving his hand: "No need for further words; simply following my instructions will be your repayment. Gao Shun, remember this: your life now belongs to me. Even in the face of danger, you must do your best to preserve yourself. I do not wish for you to sacrifice yourself without my consent. I have no deep ties with the Yin Cao Di Fu and its inhabitants; if you leave easily, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to call you back."
Gao Shun quickly responded, "Gao Shun understands!" With the effects of milk and other items from the game Wo Jie, as long as there was breath left in him, Yun Yi was confident he could bring him back to health. However, he didn't care much for others; his sole concern was for Gao Shun, whose personality was far too resolute. Once faced with danger, he might fight recklessly to the death, making any intervention impossible when the time came.
Although there were no means of resurrection in the game, wait...
It seemed that there was something in the game called Sheng Miao, specifically designed for players to use, typically found in the Nether and meant solely for Steve. If this technology could be applied to others in reality, it would be simply marvelous! At that time, one could embark on countless adventurous stories without any reservations! It seemed like it was time to start building a Nether Portal, Yun Yi thought.
Although theoretically, without Diamond, one couldn't mine Obsidian, and without Obsidian, one couldn't create a Nether Portal. But that was merely theoretical. In practice, there was a unique feature in the game that could be utilized. In the game, obtaining Obsidian wasn't limited to deep mining underground. There was another way: pouring Magma into an Endless Water Source would generate Obsidian.
Therefore, if one constructed a massive wall of Obsidian from the beginning using this feature, then cleared out everything except for the shape of the Nether Portal and finally ignited the fuse, a portal to the Nether could be formed. Magma was relatively easy to obtain in reality; generally, one would encounter it just by digging downward. However, the underground space in reality was far more extensive than in the game. If the location chosen was inappropriate, one might have to dig several dozen kilometers down to reach the mantle layer before encountering Magma.
Thus, the most practical method was to find an active or dormant volcano and mine below it; usually, one would encounter Magma within just a few meters. At that point, having enough Iron Barrels prepared would allow for easy extraction of Magma with a scoop and conversion into a Magma Bucket. With a Magma Bucket and a water bucket in hand, constructing a Nether Portal would become quite simple.
Regarding Yizi Shi, such situations were not uncommon; however, the Zhao Family's involvement in the village was particularly tricky. After discussing the issue of compensation through labor, Zhao Anding conducted family information registration for the disaster victims gathered there.
After handling everything, he quickly walked towards Yun Yi's direction, but upon witnessing the horrific scene before him, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks. What on earth had happened? Why was there blood everywhere?
The human heart is incredibly resilient; once the throat is slit and the jugular vein ruptures, blood can spurt several meters in a short time. Fortunately, Gao Shun managed to respond in time and was saved by Yun Yi's milk; otherwise, with such a robust circulatory system, he would have bled out quickly.
Subsequently, Zhao Yun recounted the situation to Zhao An in detail. Faced with the barely conscious Gao Shun, Zhao An felt a mix of conflicting emotions, unsure whether to sigh at Gao Shun's foolishness or to be moved by his determination. Setting those thoughts aside, he held a certain admiration for Gao Shun's character. Standing on the brink of life and death is a tremendous test; most people hesitate when faced with such choices. After all, not everyone can be as resolute and decisive as Gao Shun.
This demonstrated that this young man was extraordinary. Even if he did not immerse himself in Divine Miracle and only sought to survive, he would undoubtedly achieve remarkable accomplishments in the future.
Out of concern, Yun Yi took a Cooked Fish from his backpack and tossed it to Gao Shun. "Eat something to replenish your life energy."
Gao Shun looked puzzled. "Life energy?"
Zhao Yun explained from the side, "It's your vital essence or blood vitality. You just lost so much blood from self-inflicted wounds; eating this will help you quickly recover your Stamina."
"Is it really that miraculous?"
Hearing this, Gao Shun's eyes widened in disbelief, but without further hesitation, he accepted the fish and began to devour it.
Seizing the opportunity while he ate, Yun Yi casually asked Zhao An, "By the way, the man I just condemned mentioned having an elderly family and young children at home. Do they all live in Zhao Family Village?"
Zhao An shook his head. "Alas, this Immortal Sir is too kind-hearted. That guy was just trying to elicit our sympathy before his execution to seek mercy for his life. When we captured him initially, he was already using the same excuse."
At that time, I softened my heart and specifically sought out his neighbors who had also fled to Zhao Family Village to inquire about him. After asking around, I learned that everything he said was a lie; every word was meant to deceive us.
What kind of person talks about having an elderly family and young children? When faced with drought, he stole his parents' last bit of food, leaving them to starve at home.
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