Following the Dragon Man, Wang He stepped into the venue of this special funeral.

Hidden under this white square building is a church-like area.

On the rows of white benches that he could see when he looked up, there were individuals dressed in black.

Since Wang He did not see the tail, horns, scales and other characteristics of the humanoid race from their bodies, combined with the current occasion and the approximate number of individuals, Wang He judged:

Those who sit are all over 500 upper-level residents of the city.

True citizens - humans.

They in black form a sharp contrast with the existences similar to those of white humans carved on the white round dome.

The sunlight sprinkles into the building from the square floor-to-ceiling glass windows arranged in an orderly manner on both sides, and it naturally overlaps with the central aisle, forming a corridor full of light.

At the end of the light is a pair of white boxes. Perhaps it is more suitable to be called a "coffin".

After all, there were two corpses in the box.

However, Wang He was unable to feel any taste of death from this atmosphere that represents "death".

From those citizens in black, he saw that most of them had smiles, which were relaxed, and had no negative emotions, as if he was here to attend a "wedding banquet".

This expression is not false or illusion.

Because humans will not deliberately hide emotions that conform to group in a group environment.

What needs to be hidden will always be "outliers" that are different from others and cannot be displayed to others.

For example, the person beside Wang He is wearing a no-expression mask.

When she saw the coffin, no matter how she deliberately hid it, she still showed a trace of emotional fluctuations.

That was the only "sadness" that fits this occasion in Wang He's previous perception.

Extremely true and extremely "false".

After all, this world is not the world where this soul manager originally lived.

Her original relatives have long passed away.

Even she herself, she cannot be said to exist in the form of a living person.

So are her relatives in this world her real relatives?

Wang He looked at all this calmly.

At least, he won't expose it.

Facing an existence sleeping in a dream world, dreams are the world she lives in now, and the "reality" in her eyes.

And the girl herself did not stop because of her sadness.

She followed the light and walked straight to the center.

She stopped in front of the two white boxes.

Wang He followed her to the first row of seat aisles and stopped.

"Miss Noniel, it's a little later than the scheduled time. Nothing bad happened, right?" On the seat on the left of the first row, an old woman, about sixty, suddenly stood up with a cane and asked with a smile.

The moment she asked, the scene where there were originally some conversation sounds turned silent in an instant.

"Sorry, Ms. Teresa. It took a little time for everyone because she went to pick up a friend." Noniel replied politely and respectfully.

Observing the changes in the environment, Wang He had a rough understanding of the status of this old woman who made a sound among the citizens.

He was also mentally prepared for what was going to happen next.

As he expected, soon the old woman with noble status turned her attention to him.

"Oh, Noniel, the friend you are talking about is this adult?" The old woman's eyes, which had been narrowed slightly, suddenly opened, and her eyes flashing with her shimmering eyes looked at Wang He, as if she was a little surprised.

But soon, her eyelids drooped again.

But at this moment, the smile on his face seemed to become stronger.

I heard her suddenly say, "I heard from the management AI talk about you, Lord Albert. I am very sorry that I was unable to greet you in person."

She approached Wang He, gently tapped the crutch on the ground, facing the crowd, and said, "Listen, this is an explorer who has traveled around the world and has been around until now! Most importantly, he may become a citizen of this city soon!"

After a brief silence, a huge discussion sounded.

"Tsk! I have not attached to the city and have lived alone until now?"

"It's really hard to believe...Noneel was really favored by God and met such a good 'friend'."

"For border cities, this news is the best news I have heard until now!"

“It’s really interesting whether it’s outside or inside.”

...

While listening to and sifting the information obtained from the outside, Wang He looked at the smiling old woman.

At some point, he interrupted the noise with a smile: "Ms. Teresa, thank you for your enthusiastic introduction. But please don't forget that today's protagonist is not an outsider."

Wang He brought the topic and vision back to Noniel.

His gaze was filled with reassuring peace and kindness, which made Noniel in the center feel warm.

Seeing this, the old woman suddenly said, "You are right, so let us complete this ceremony first and then have a good exchange."

Then, Wang He sat in the first row at the request of the old woman.

He observed everything quietly, not caring about the gazes behind him that were constantly looking at him.

Soon, the so-called "ritual" officially began.

What surprised Wang He was slightly surprised was that there was no such thing as a priest or ceremonial master to preside over the presidency.

The ceremony seems to be automatically triggered after a certain condition is met.

Its official beginning comes from a strange signal.

That is: When two beams of light suddenly appeared in the portrait of a man in white on the round dome above everyone's heads, everything began.

I saw the two dazzling beams of light projected directly and accurately on the eyebrows of the two corpses and melted into them.

At this moment, Wang He keenly realized that all the gazes that had looked at him before disappeared at the same time.

At this time, everyone present was deeply attracted by the two beams of light and devoted themselves to their whole body and mind.

Many people either put their hands together or clasped their hands tightly, showing a focused look similar to prayer.

Just after this special silence lasted for a minute, suddenly, a neutral voice that was difficult to distinguish between genders came from the light.

“In this world, there is no real death.”

"There is no sorrow, and there is no trouble."

"We humans will always live in this paradise."

"This is the supreme paradise that we wait for!"

The sound contained a strong infectious force, and even Wang He could not help but fall into it for a short time.

He seemed to feel a sense of pride and joy from someone who was "one and the same".

Especially the word "human" seems to contain an unparalleled obsession with existence.

Just as the sound ended, a miracle happened.

The corpse became a "living creature" again.

The original stagnant time seemed to have returned to Noniel's parents.

The pale face has returned to its rosy rosy.

The limbs that no longer move have returned to normal.

The couple suddenly opened their eyes and stood up as if nothing had happened.

Wang He observed:

The only difference between the couple and their previous bodies was that a triangle mark composed of white light appeared on their foreheads.

What made Wang He feel strange was that Noniel did not show any emotional fluctuations because of Su Sheng, his parents.

She stood in front of the white coffin without expression, as if she was just a witness, not a "daughter".

It seems to be just a little dazed.

At this moment, Noniel's father seemed a little confused about the current situation and suddenly asked, "Ms. Teresa... Are we?"

Seeing this, the old woman smiled kindly and replied, "Don't worry, you have now obtained the supreme grace of this great being of mankind."

"Death cannot defeat the glory that you are as you and as mankind."

"What is waiting for you in the future is a greater glory."

"So that's what it is..." Noniel's mother seemed to have thought of something.

Then, the middle-aged woman suddenly asked, "Ms. Teresa, can I say something to Noniel?"
To be continued...