After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 617 - 248: Civilization Self-Destruction_3

But ordinary people find it hard to achieve such things. Over time, they quickly fall into emptiness and eventually reach the point of willingly accepting death.

"Is that so." The Delusional Demon extended his hand, stroking the Alchemical Puppet’s head, granting this man in front of him the correct death.

In the simulated world, he also has the means to grant people correct death because the simulated world itself is built on the power he wields—a false world, though vast to the extent that not even he can fully control it.

But ultimately, he holds a certain privilege: the ability to grant people correct death.

He has experienced this many times before, killing those who come seeking correct death, gifting them their final life.

"Satisfied, then wanting to die—so fragile," the Density Demon said, stepping out from the forest with his hands in his pockets. He questioned the Delusional Demon, "If this keeps up, you’ll end up personally burying most of this world."

The Delusional Demon offered a helpless smile: "Even if I don’t grant him correct death, he’ll end his own life. It’s better to grant him one last beautiful dream."

The Density Demon scratched his head before sighing deeply.

The current outcome was something he hadn’t anticipated, originally planning to consume all intelligence to overcome the Ragnarok crisis. Yet, unexpectedly, it had led to... civilization’s self-destruction. Ragnarok was no longer even required—the world’s civilization was on the brink of annihilation.

And it was at this moment.

"Hey hey hey, can you send me off?" A dwarf stepped forward, waving to the Delusional Demon. "I’ve grown tired of living."

The Delusional Demon: "..."

More and more people want to die, leaving him extraordinarily busy, especially since he has to ask them whether they truly desire... death.

The Density Demon saw this, crossed his legs, and sat down, silently observing the scene while chatting with the Delusional Demon. Countless people sought correct death. Anyone who had spent prolonged periods in the simulated world easily fell into a state of existential void.

Many clever individuals recognized this danger and began resisting the urge to enter the simulated world, striving to prevent their souls from rapidly decaying.

...

...

Iris Flower Kingdom.

Kingdom.

"Father also seeks correct death, huh." Letixia pursed her pink lips as she gazed at the desiccated corpse lying on the bed. Her emerald eyes revealed a trace of sorrow. She had long predicted that her father would eventually choose correct death, but she hadn’t expected it to come so swiftly.

"Sister, do you also want correct death?" Ashliya entered from outside the door, her eyes shining with expectation. Upon discovering that entering the simulated world often led the soul into emptiness, driving people to self-destruction, she decided to stay permanently out of the simulated world.

As a result, her mental state remained perpetually positive. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Letixia glanced calmly at her younger sister without reprimanding her. Though she often dreamed herself into the simulated world, her soul had not fallen into void. She retained an exceptionally resolute sense of self.

This was perhaps because she devoted most of her time to training and had clear goals in mind, ensuring that she wouldn’t easily succumb to the emptiness.

"I won’t seek correct death until my wishes have been fulfilled," she declared, turning to leave the room to arrange their father’s funeral.

Ashliya didn’t mind. She understood well that the stronger a person’s wishes, the harder it was to fall into void—they could hold onto themselves for a long time.

This was evident in the reaction of those at the pinnacle of humanity. Even though they continuously dreamed themselves into the simulated world, they never considered seeking correct death.

Ability manifests wishes, and those who developed their abilities to the pinnacle of humanity demonstrated unwavering self-will, one step away from reaching demonic strength, and incapable of easily succumbing to the death of the self.

"Could Sister already have reached the pinnacle of humanity?" Ashliya speculated. She was extraordinarily weak and incapable of judging how far Letixia’s strength had grown. The only certainty was that her sister had grown to the point of awakening an ability, though the nature of this ability remained unclear.

"I still don’t want to die." She withdrew her gaze, looking at their father, now a desiccated corpse lying on the bed, and murmured:

"Father, the Iris Flower Kingdom is destined to vanish naturally."