Drip, drip, drip, a vibrating sound pulled the old man out of his mories, and on the computer screen in front of him, an avatar of a small dolphin kept bouncing.
"Are you still there?" Xiao Buli couldn't help but ask, as the other party had been silent for quite a while, "Are you going to answer the question or not, at least say sothing."
The man known as Wuming replied, "Of course, but I'm afraid I can't give you an answer to your question, ask another one."
Xiao Buli was montarily taken aback by the response, it seed to have so deeper aning. The other party was unwilling to disclose what had happened between him and the Ancestral Dragon. Could it be that there was so unknown grudge between them?
However, with no willingness to share, there was nothing he could do but to fall back on his other interests. Apart from his initial question, there were two others of concern to him: one was about the Soul Departure Syndro, and the other was about the relation between the man and the Ancestral Dragon. After all, since Qin Shimoon could work with Dugu Han, the Ancestral Dragon evidently had so sort of connection with the man. But first, this question was not of major concern to him, and second, he could ask Qin Shimoon, so Xiao Buli decisively asked his first question.
"How can Soul Departure Syndro be cured?"
The man known as Wuming said, "Soul Departure Syndro can't be cured. If you're willing to side with , I can treat you, but that would only alleviate the effects and occurrences of the syndro. The only way to be completely unaffected is to stop playing the ga and to cease using the abilities obtained from the ga."
What? There's such a thing? Xiao Buli thought to himself, doubtful, wondering if the old man was pulling his leg. It wasn't impossible. If the other party wanted to recruit him or simply get rid of him, then using Soul Departure Syndro as a threat was undoubtedly the best way.
However, he couldn't accept it. How could this be possible? He had grown accustod to the extraordinary sensation of convenience brought on by his superpowers and the sense of security that ca with great strength. If he were to stop using these abilities, wouldn't he be easily killed in danger? What difference would that be from being dead? Better to keep using the powers.
As for quitting the ga, that was also out of the question. It's much like rowing upstream: if you don't advance, you fall back. He wasn't the only one playing the ga; if he stopped, what would happen if his in-ga enemies kept leveling up? Thanks to so lucky encounters and dedicated study of ga chanics, he still counted as an expert in the ga. However, Xiao Buli believed that if he were to stop playing, in a few months, even ordinary players would catch up to him, so quitting the ga was also impossible, even if he knew it was like quenching thirst with poison—he had to continue.
"So I have no other choice then. If I don't stop playing the ga and don't stop using the powers gained from the ga, what will be the consequences?"
The man known as Wuming replied, "The consequences are quite severe. You will first hear a voice, one that sounds very much like yours. It will try to influence you, dominate you, using a variety of matters. You'll of course resist, but soon you will find your resistance futile. That voice is intangible, ingrained within your soul, and neither Spells nor Divine Arts can dispel it. The voice will gradually erode your soul, change your will, and slowly take over your body. Unconsciously, you'll beco another person, lose your original consciousness, and beco a puppet completely under control."
Xiao Buli felt a chill in his heart at this; it didn't sound very promising.
The man known as Wuming added, "However, you can be reassured on one point. Soul Departure Syndro is not necessarily terminal. If your mind is resilient enough, or you have a special talent, you can continue to live under the influence of the syndro. Of course, the voice will constantly try to control you, but it won't be able to completely dominate you."
Xiao Buli thought to himself, what kind of answer is this, "Is there really no way to completely cure it? Hasn't anyone successfully freed themselves from this affliction?"
The man known as Wuming replied, "It's not that there aren't any, I once knew soone, a player from my era, who later completely freed himself from the troubles of Soul Departure Syndro."
Xiao Buli imdiately rejoiced, "Who?"
The man known as Wuming said, "You wouldn't know him even if I told you, but anyway, let tell you. That person was called Liu Xuanzhen, a Taoist by the na of Xuan Zhenzi."
Xiao Buli was stunned upon hearing this; Xuan Zhenzi? Really? He was a player, and one that could counteract Soul Departure Syndro at that. No wait, the Xuan Zhenzi in the ga was clearly an NPC, and a rare blue elite at that. If he was truly a player, then he might have been controlled and turned into an NPC. To say he had rid himself of the affliction, wasn't that a tall tale?
Moreover, the NPC Xuan Zhenzi was just a rare elite with a blue na, obviously not very powerful. Even Liu Xing managed to beco a silver-nad BOSS. If Xuan Zhenzi had started playing the ga thirty years ago, by now he should at least be a gold or even Dark Gold level BOSS, right? How could he have been taken down so easily?
Xiao Buli said, "You're not tricking , are you? I've encountered Xuan Zhenzi."
The man known as Wuming responded, "Oh, do tell."
Now it was Xiao Buli's turn to be nonplussed, "Should I take that as a question you want to exchange for an answer?"
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