Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 237 Countdown

"Ok."

Since the other party has said so and has such confidence that he can stop the oracle's rebellion, there is naturally no need for him to care.

"88% of this [Pure Land] is restricted, you can wander around freely, I have something I need to think about."

Hearing this, Chen Chen nodded. Anyway, he was not in a hurry to go back to Qiye. Besides, Qiye's own team members were still here, so he should come to find his team members. So he waited here, and Qiye would come over eventually.

……

Swish, brush—!

The sound of flipping books came one after another, echoing in this empty room from time to time.

An Qingyu was looking at the documents in his hand at this time. These were all printed out from the [Pure Land] database. He still maintained the habit of reading paper books, so he did so.

"Qingyu, you have been reading this information for the whole afternoon. Take a break." Jiang Er said softly.

Her figure floated in the air, and although she wanted to cover An Qingyu's eyes with her hands to force him to rest, unfortunately, she was only in a soul state and had no body.

But she seemed to be able to do something else, and an idea suddenly occurred to Jiang Er's mind.

——Crack!

Accompanied by a soft sound similar to that of a switch, the whole room suddenly fell into darkness and the lighting control system in the room was turned off.

An Qingyu had to put down his work and take a break. Who could have helped him have such a considerate 'Jiang'er' with automatic lighting control?

Then, he gently placed his hand on his forehead and kept rubbing his temples to relax his body. After a while, he sighed deeply, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"In the past hundred years, this country has seen some incredible things."

Jiang Er felt strange, so he asked, "What's the big deal?"

An Qingyu did not speak directly about this matter. Instead, he slowly stood up and walked towards the window of the room. His eyes followed the glass to the city below.

"Jiang Er?"

"what happened?"

"How much electricity does such a large city consume every quarter or every year?

Or, not just this entire city, but this entire country, with so many cities in this country, how much electricity do they use every year?"

Jiang Er originally wanted to give a rough answer, such as: around 5000 trillion watt-hours?

But now that the problem has become the entire country, this number is obviously not enough, and it is even far from enough.

An Qingyu nodded, then shook his head. "Are you going to say 5000 trillion watt-hours? This number is far from enough for this city... So how do you think so much electricity is produced?"

"Generation of electricity? There should be many ways, such as hydroelectric power generation, nuclear power generation, wind power generation, oil power generation... and so on."

"Yes, normally speaking, you are right." An Qingyu exhaled slightly and continued, "But you have to understand that this country is extremely short of resources, or even has no resources... because this is the 'human circle' carried by the 'artifact'.

Since everything you just said does not exist, how do you think this country generates electricity?"

"This..." Jiang Er was stunned, because this was completely beyond the knowledge she had imagined. When all this did not exist... then, what on earth was used to generate electricity? Regarding this question, she fell into deep thought at this moment.

After a while, An Qingyu decided not to keep the secret any longer and explained directly.

"Because this country doesn't need to generate electricity at all, the so-called nuclear power plants are just for show.

All the electricity used by this country, or the source of all electricity, comes from the Pure Land in the center of Tokyo!"

"Here?" Jiang Er was puzzled. "But there are no power generation devices here either. How could the electricity come from here?"

An Qingyu seemed to have anticipated her question. He pointed through the window at the clouds above his head, and under the clouds were densely packed crowds of people.

"People... or rather dead people, souls."

"Human?" Jiang Er was stunned. What the hell? Since when could humans generate electricity?

"Yes! It's very simple. I'll give you an example and you'll understand." An Qingyu continued to explain: "If humans want to survive in a place, then this place must have air, water, food... etc. However, for the 'artifact', it is very simple to create these things out of thin air.

Therefore, if the beings living in this "human circle" want to live here for a long time, they need to provide faith to the artifact and their own souls after death.

"By lighting a living body, we can get a lot of light and heat, that is, energy. What if the 'artifact' ignites the soul? Wouldn't it be possible to get an even more terrifying, astronomical amount of energy?"

"You mean..." Jiang Er understood a little, "In order to maintain the operation of this 'human circle', we must kill a large number of people and use their souls as nutrients?"

"No!" Jiang Er said, and felt that he had discovered something. "If it is just like that, relying on the people in the 'Human Circle' to die of old age, and then extracting their souls to burn, to maintain the cycle of the entire country, this is far from enough, right?"

"It's not enough." An Qingyu did not refute, but continued in a calm tone, "What if we add their ancestors? With hundreds of millions of ancestral souls as fuel, wouldn't the cycle be enough?"

Jiang Er was so shocked that he was speechless. Wouldn't it be too cruel to allow the descendants to survive by burning the souls of their ancestors?

Just follow the concept of normal people, or normal countries: burying people after death allows the deceased to rest in peace and also gives peace of mind to the living.

"But!!" An Qingyu suddenly spoke again.

"The burning of the soul will eventually burn out. If that day really comes, it will be the end of the world for this 'human circle'."

Jiang Er was silent for a while.

"Then...how long is it until that day?"

"I don't know either." An Qingyu shook his head. "It could be tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, a year later, ten years later... or even a hundred years later."

"Anyway, everyone in this country...their lives are entering a countdown."