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Chapter 171: Chapter 50 The Number of Souls is Not...Fixed_2

He pointed at the grand gate.

"As for the debt of gratitude, let Michael repay me."

"Mhm." Mist nodded slightly, turned, and left the great library. She was grateful to Ahtal and would surely repay him if the opportunity arose, even if it meant drawing her sword to kill someone, she would not hesitate.

After she had left,

"Apprentice, she is the most suitable person to become your companion," Hecate suddenly spoke, observing her apprentice’s puzzled expression.

"She possesses the power to defy the gods, and she is extremely loyal to her own companion."

"Teacher, do you not also possess the power to defy the gods?" Xi Mu said subconsciously, then seemed to realize he had misspoken.

He quickly corrected himself:

"Teacher, I am not familiar with Mist."

"..." Hecate stood up, picked a book from the table, and tapped her apprentice on the head, scolding:

"Apprentice, you are contemplating the unthinkable."

"..."

Xi Mu rubbed his forehead, showing no remorse under Hecate’s reproachful eyes. Rather, he felt a sense of pleasure.

Of course, he also knew when to stop.

"Teacher, I’ve accumulated some questions during this time." He pulled out a chair and sat down, entering learning mode.

Hecate, as the teacher, instantly shifted her focus, aware that her apprentice was changing the subject.

But since the apprentice wanted to learn, it was naturally her duty as a teacher to fulfill his needs. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

After all, that is the responsibility of a teacher.

...

...

The next day.

Dawn.

The wind and snow swept across.

Hecate stood on the city walls, watching Ahtal ride away on his eight-legged horse, disappearing into the vast snowy landscape, then she turned to the blindfolded nun beside her.

"You... don’t you want to go back to your apprentice?"

"Lord Ash, he does not need my company right now," the blindfolded nun replied softly, her head bowed, "not until the All-Knowing Saintess is dead."

"Is that the revelation you received?" Hecate asked, and saw the blindfolded nun nod.

She frowned, then vanished from the spot.

When she had helped the blindfolded nun with her eyes, she had already discovered... her apprentice was not merely infected by the fire of Surter.

Instead, he had been chosen by Ragnarok, chosen as the catalyst of Ragnarok, an existence cherished by Ragnarok, just like the Flame Giant Surter.

This was not a good thing. Even if her apprentice did not currently want to set the world on fire, the idea would inevitably arise under the guidance of fate.

...

...

Afternoon.

On an unnamed hillside.

Xi Mu leaned against a stone, resting, with a campfire beside him that sent waves of heat against the chill.

"The Witch of Death has given me a task," he said, turning his head towards Eden, who was kneeling on the ground, draped in a gray cloak.

"She wants me to look for witches and demons who are in hiding."

"Witches and demons in hiding?" Eden asked calmly, "Does the Witch of Death want to find comrades?"

Unlike others, she knew there were many demons and witches in the world who had survived through various means.

However, circumventing the judgment of the God of Omniscience usually led to a certain degree of weakening in their powers, no longer posing a threat to All Gods.

"That’s right," Xi Mu seriously spouted nonsense, "The Witch of Death sent me to find a demon who controls memories."

"The Memory Demon isn’t a threat to the gods," Eden explained calmly, "He can only exist in the form of memories, wandering through people’s minds."

"Can he wander through my mind then?" Xi Mu suddenly asked, his expression seeming a bit tense.

In response, Eden shook his head:

"The Memory Demon can only wander through the minds of those who ’recognize’ him. Your understanding of the Memory Demon isn’t deep enough for him to wander through your mind."

Xi Mu smiled: "Is that so."

"Such impolite behavior, I wouldn’t do," a cheerful male voice suddenly came, and following the sound, Xi Mu and Eden turned to see a little girl about eleven or twelve years old, staggering toward them.

Behind the little girl was a blurry figure, whose face was unclear, barely identifiable as male.

"Though I’d like to face you directly," the indistinct figure laughed cheerfully, "I’ve already forgotten what I look like."

"Do demons forget their own appearance too?" Xi Mu asked, and the Memory Demon just spread his hands.

"Unfortunately, I’m just a backup of memory, not the real Memory Demon. The real Memory Demon died long ago."

"It seems like I’ve made a wasted trip," Xi Mu seemed somewhat disappointed but also somewhat relieved, yet the Memory Demon smiled at this.

He sat cross-legged and said:

"Since the Witch of Death called for you, she must recognize my power. Leaving just like that would be rather irresponsible."

Xi Mu asked, "Can you contend with gods?"

"No," the Memory Demon was frank, and seeing Xi Mu’s disgusted expression coming on, he quickly added, "But I can replicate past memories."

His voice carried a mystical tone.

"If your past life’s past life was very powerful, I could help you recall it to grow quickly."

"Is that possible for everyone?" Xi Mu asked doubtfully, and then saw that the Memory Demon fell silent.

He sighed and said:

"Some souls are shielded with special protection; I can’t peer into their past lives’ memories."

"Though it has limitations, it’s still useful," Xi Mu nodded, "With this ability, you can create strong individuals en masse."

"Not possible," the Memory Demon waved his hands helplessly and explained, "Awakening past life memories has a limit; I can only help recall memories from the last two past lives."

He explained this.

"Since this life you’re an ordinary person, your last life and the life before were probably ordinary too, possibly even less successful than you are now. Hoping that your past self was extremely powerful is highly unlikely."

"Even if in your last life you were lucky to be nobility or a wealthy merchant, it doesn’t mean you can be the same in this life."

Xi Mu covered his forehead, murmuring as if to comfort himself: "Maybe if I’m really lucky, I could awaken a very powerful past life."

"That’s probably not going to happen," the Memory Demon threw cold water again, "You belong to those without past life memories."

"What do you mean I don’t have past life memories?" Xi Mu asked, according to doctrine, everyone has memories of past lives.

All souls originated from the initial creation, and the number of souls was fixed.

If this life has too many lives, it means that Hell is running out of souls. To maintain the balance of life and death, disasters are sent to rebalance life and death.

However, from the official game guide, it explicitly states that the number of souls is not fixed; with natural reproduction of humans, naturally born souls with a very low probability possess the highest level of malleability, a prerequisite for advancing to a demon or witch.

If it’s not a naturally born soul but one that has undergone reincarnation, it loses this malleability and the potential to become a demon or witch.

"I’m not sure about that," the Memory Demon laughed maliciously, "Maybe it’s a new soul created by the gods."

He waved his hand.

"After all, many people die... the souls are gone, so it would make sense for the gods to create new souls to replenish their number," he explained.

"Perhaps souls don’t need to be created by gods," Xi Mu looked towards Eden, who remained silent on the side, "But if the soul is naturally born, where do the excess souls go?"

Eden spoke calmly: "After he leaves, I can tell you."

Memory Demon: "..."