After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 368 - 134: Divine Placenta

Dragon Kingdom.

In the territory of the White Dragon Clan, the souls of numerous dragons floated in the sky, yet compared to the souls in Lionheart Castle, the souls in the White Dragon territory resembled jellyfish in the sea, drifting unconsciously in the sky, occasionally colliding with each other without any reaction.

"Are they dead?" Suna stood on a hill, watching the floating dragon souls unresponsive, like clouds being blown by the wind, which prompted her to feel a subtle doubt about whether these dragon souls still possessed self-awareness.

Xi Mu pretended to think for a moment, then suggested, "Why not try punching them to find out?"

"Shouldn’t rescuing your little princess be the priority?" Suna rolled her eyes slightly. In Hell, the number of dragon souls was at least several times more numerous than the dragons in the mortal world, and if they carelessly provoked the dragon souls, she and Ahtal might both die here, with no chance of survival.

"Then you guys wait here for me. I’ll sneak into Rhode City and find Evelyn," Xi Mu said with a smile, and then, without any hesitation, he ran towards the direction of Rhode City.

Seeing this, Suna, who stayed behind, turned her head to look at the chocolate-skinned Norma and the little mare transformed into a human form

"Sleipnir, are you not planning to hide your ability to transform into a human form anymore?"

"There’s no need to hide anymore." The little mare explained briefly before picking up a handful of fresh grass from the ground, stuffing it into her mouth to chew, then frowned and immediately spit out the grass.

"The tactile feedback in Hell is different from the mortal world," Norma explained timely, "Unless you chew something manifested from memory through a soul body, eating anything feels like chewing air."

As she said this, she smiled again.

"But the good thing is, you can’t finish eating, as long as the common memory in everyone’s hearts remains unchanged, the consumed items will be replenished quickly."

"No wonder death cultists want to come to Hell," Suna also discovered the superiority of Hell, where the concept of hunger simply didn’t exist since things couldn’t be finished, which also meant there was no need to worry about resource consumption.

However, Norma wasn’t happy about this, explaining softly,

"Precious food memories are monopolized by the powerful. Weak souls can barely chew flavors indefinitely."

"Isn’t it inexhaustible?" Suna asked in confusion, only to see Norma looking down dejectedly, explaining to her.

"But regeneration still takes time, and the fewer related memories there are, the longer it takes to regenerate. And those who can remember delicious foods in the mortal world are also few."

"Isn’t that not much different from the mortal world?" Suna felt slightly regretful, feeling pity for people who couldn’t live freely even after death. She had thought that people in Hell could endlessly savor unimaginable delicacies from their previous lives.

"There’s no concept of hunger in Hell," Norma shook her head, raised her hand pointing at the floating dragon souls in the sky, "Even if you eat nothing, you won’t feel any hunger; plus, since Hell does not allow death after death, people also don’t need to worry about the risk of dying. They can just sleep or sunbathe indefinitely."

"Isn’t that pretty good?" the little mare felt that the survival environment in Hell wasn’t bad, while Norma raised her hand again pointing at the floating dragon souls.

"When a person doesn’t need to eat, has no survival pressure, and cannot reproduce due to the soul body like in the mortal world, anyone would become lazy," Norma pointed out.

The little mare fell silent for a moment, then asked, "What about listening to stories?"

In the mortal world, she also didn’t need to worry about food or survival pressure and had no interest in reproduction, but she loved to pass the time by listening to stories.

To this, Norma nodded, "In the environment of Hell, telling stories and listening to stories is a great way to pass the time. But if you stay in Hell long enough, not only will stories become boring, but also, due to the lack of reproduction, survival, and eating needs, you might start finding stories dull."

The laws of survival for souls in Hell starkly contrasted with those in the mortal world. Here, since death was not a concern, and there was no hunger, there were no conflicts over survival resources, making life extremely boring.

If Hell were likened to a game with no penalties and few rewards, then people who stayed in this game long enough would eventually become bored and transform into soul bodies floating in the sky.

"Lack of survival pressure turns out like this?" Suna covered her cheek with her hand, feeling perplexed.

Her common sense was telling her that under such conditions in Hell, it was a very blissful and nice place to be, free from death and hunger, yet paradoxically, the removal of these fear-inducing conditions led to boredom and emptiness.

Meanwhile.

In Rhode City.

Royal palace backyard.

"So you are the wife of the White Dragon King?" Xi Mu jumped down from the roof, looking at the silver-haired lady seated under the sunshade; she held a cup of tea in one hand, her delicate face full of surprise at the sudden appearance of a living person.

However, she quickly recovered.

"Is it Ahtal?" the silver-haired lady gently smiled, beckoning Ahtal to sit down, then poured him some hot tea.