Speaking of raising Gu, Su Ming actually does it himself.
In 40k-1, he was recuperating and transforming into zombies, and in 40k-2, he was carrying out supernatural resuscitation. Of course, both were strictly controlled by the adjutant and implemented by Casillas himself.
The purpose is also very simple. It is to inspire more human potential and to produce some blockbuster movies for Wilson Films.
Of course, for the people in these two universes, they don't know that Su Ming is the mastermind behind everything. They only occasionally complain about why their world is so unlucky, as if they have been abandoned by God, when they gasp in fear.
Same.
However, these people's sacrifices were not in vain. The techniques and tactics they developed in fighting various monsters, as well as some of the superpowers they evolved in crisis environments, have been well preserved and spread to many multiverses.
It will be passed on by more humans.
If outstanding characters die in these worlds, their souls will be carefully preserved and instilled into clone bodies created in the 40k main world. Coupled with memory modification technology, when they open their eyes again, they will only feel that they are
It was a very long and specific dream.
In 'reality', they are employees of Wilson Enterprises, enjoy good benefits, and live a very happy life.
Then, you should put down what you dreamed about, and go to work after breakfast.
As for what to do if a person with average performance dies? In fact, it's okay. They just continue to wait for reincarnation in the original world and see if they can perform better in the next life.
Therefore, what Zola did to play with Isilia was just a relatively routine operation, but she did not consider subsequent compensation methods, so it seemed a bit cruel.
But Xi Rui doesn't need to know these things. Su Ming told her about the dark side of cosmic consciousness, not to cultivate her ability to think independently, but to deepen his influence on her.
Besides, this is a fact. Zola is indeed using the vest of the Three Saints to secretly control the Hod people. There is only one god in this entire multi-dimensional system, just like there is only one Haonan in Causeway Bay.
............
The wind today was a bit noisy, and the small old wooden boat was flying in the sky, but the princess still looked confused.
However, her situation is pretty good, because the experience of being kidnapped since she was a child has not affected her too much by the parrot fairy. Growing up in the country of the Hod people has made her see a lot of dark things.
It was just that my mind couldn't turn around for a while, so I calmed down after subconsciously drinking a few sips of orange soda.
"Alas, I have never seen a god. I thought that cosmic giants or space lords were the pinnacle of strength. I didn't expect that powerful gods can even control everything. Are all the sufferings we have experienced just trials arranged by gods?"
Seeing that her condition improved, Su Ming stuffed her with another pack of spicy strips: "You will understand after eating this. It will feel spicy and painful when you first eat it, but if you eat it often, you will find that you get used to it.
I will even fall in love with the taste.”
Luther on the side interjected. He came over at some point and leaned against the mast of the broken ship:
"Human beings can only rely on themselves. Any gods, or things that look like gods, are not trustworthy. Princess, most of us here have been deceived by the so-called gods."
"Well, I understand." The princess took the spicy note and touched the hilt of the sword of power: "You can use the gifted ability, but you must not rely on it."
Su Ming, who was smoking on the side, nodded happily.
She does not rely much on Huike's power, at least compared to her brother, she uses this power much less often.
In fact, among everyone present, the person who has the most say on the matter of being deceived by God is Leopard Girl.
She was cursed to become an orc because she believed in the legend of the South American hunting goddess and thought she had the power of picking things up for free.
Later, she was deceived by Diana every now and then. When they were hostile, it was tactical deception, and when she asked her for help, it was false promises. Diana probably deceived Minerva hundreds of times, and Xiao Dai was also a goddess.
Needless to say, the Leopard Girl boarded Perpetua's pirate ship again and was almost turned into a chair and unable to return.
No one in the Legion of Doom was as miserable as her. Even Luther's hair loss, Orm's imprisonment, Gorilla's discrimination, and Uncle Seth's betrayal by his daughter, none were as miserable as hers.
At this moment, people watching the scenery at the bow of the ship issued a warning.
"Death Knell! Other spaceships appeared ahead!"
Cyborg's voice is like an old woman's, sharp and a little hoarse. It sounds a bit like a goose, but it works very well when screaming.
Not only did he see the airships in the distance, he also turned it into a huge home version of the Wilson Tactical Telescope, which was fixed at the bow of the ship, so that everyone could see through their own bodies into the distance that was almost the horizon.
Through the densely packed abandoned floating cities in the sky, the line of sight was like passing through the disorderly group of rocks on the coast. Everyone who got behind Cyborg could clearly see the fleet.
"Apocalypse people, let me deal with them."
The red-faced man Sinestro clenched his fists, twitched the mustache on his lips, and pretended to take off as he spoke.
If it comes to air combat, he is very confident in himself. The New God can only do so in front of the yellow lantern demon.
"No, Lao Sai, you can rest for a while. Even if you are not tired, Parallax Monster is still tired."
Deathstroke suddenly appeared behind the lamp demon, raised his neck and pulled his mustache back to the deck, and patted the opponent's belly:
"Let Cyborg handle it so he can gain new abilities. Now is a good time to train. Otherwise, when he faces Darkseid, he won't be given a chance to adapt to fighting in his new body."
"...It makes sense, then let him do it, I will watch from the side."
Uncle Sai has always had a good sense of the death knell, not to mention that now he is just giving up some enemies. He likes to make enemies feel fear, but he is not the kind of lunatic who likes to kill.
As soon as Deathstroke said these words, the Legion of Destruction that was originally preparing to meet the enemy stopped their movements and turned to look at the young man who looked like an old black woman, waiting for his performance.
Looking at the enemy group flying in from the opposite side and everyone around him waiting for the show to begin, Victor felt a little numb.
Although there are only a few airships and about a few hundred demonoids over there, the combat effectiveness of the Apokolips army is not comparable to that of the natives of this world.
The evil nobles can suppress the Apokolips army because those monsters are crazier and less afraid of death. They are not familiar with the new abilities yet. Can they really count hundreds of monsters against each other?
"Believe in yourself, Victor, you have been strengthened, go and see him off." Deathstroke patted his shoulder and nodded seriously: "You are now the enhanced version of Granny Yang, and you are no longer the Amon of the past. Believe in your own fight.
Intuition, use the ever-changing department store to defeat them!"