Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 320 Reincarnation

Xuanyuan Muze asked incredulously, "Don't you believe in reincarnation? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution for such blasphemy against the dead?"

Agreed scoffed at these words, but looking at Xuan Yuan Muze, he looked at the ignorant young man with some understanding. So Agreed explained to him, "Soul reincarnation does exist, but my friend, your research on the soul realm is still too superficial. You probably don't know about the existence of the River Styx, which is why you are superstitious about reincarnation. In fact, my friend, I can tell you the truth: the River Styx is surging every moment like a giant meat grinder. Souls that did not have the strength of a demigod or above in their previous life will be torn apart in the blink of an eye when they enter the River Styx, turning into the purest soul power, which will then be redistributed by the River Styx to new life in this world."

You may not understand what I mean, so please allow me to explain. In other words, if you want to have the chance to be reincarnated, your strength in your previous life must have reached the level of a demigod. You may not have a concept of the demigod level, so let me use your hometown as a benchmark. Being able to destroy the planet Earth in one second is enough to qualify you as a qualified demigod-level powerhouse.

Only individuals with such abilities can withstand the tearing of the River Styx after death and be reborn intact. This is the minimum standard. If you couldn't even destroy a planet in your lifetime, then I advise you not to fantasize about an afterlife. After death, your soul will be shattered and rejoin the cycle of soul matter. In other words, every newborn in the universe will have a tiny bit of your soul power after death. 'The weak do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, nor are they entangled in cause and effect.' This is the law of the universe. From the perspective of the universe, the weak do not deserve a second chance.

This common sense is known to every citizen of the Kingdom of Myriad Races, so they cherish this life all the more. They understand that they are unique, and therefore the citizens of the Kingdom of Myriad Races love their lives. Because they are not ignorant, they are not superstitious.

This is why the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races has no funeral industry; they know it's meaningless. If you truly love those who have passed away, you should have spent as much time with them as possible while they were still alive. A person will experience two deaths in their lifetime: one in the soul and one in memory.

After death, the only proof of your existence is your memory in this mortal world. Therefore, ordinary people who cannot become magicians, soldiers, or scientists begin to try to be remembered by more people. Thus, they unanimously become artists, wanting to leave their mark on this world.

Xuanyuan Muze looked at Agreed in disbelief, only to see him take a few steps back and shake his head in denial: "No, what you're saying isn't true! Reincarnation exists, and anyone can enter reincarnation! We can all, we... we can all."

Agreed walked over understandingly, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, saying, "I know the truth is always hard to accept, but you have to accept it. If you can't even accept it, you can't possibly change it. Deceiving yourself won't get you anything. Enjoy it, my friend. We're all the same from the moment we're born. We only have this one chance."

As he spoke, Agreed patted Xuanyuan Muze's head. At this moment, a necromancer wearing a magic robe walked out of the portal. The necromancer bowed politely upon seeing Agreed. As an undead who was well-versed in the ways of the soul, he immediately recognized the human in front of him as the incarnation of a great figure. In the land of myriad races, only the benevolent emperor had the leisure to play with ants.

The necromancer transformed Stukov's body into an undead and then left with it. Seeing this, Agreed said to Xuanyuan Muze, "Alright, there's nothing more to talk about. I'm leaving now, but you can take this opportunity to go and check out the art festival." With that, Agreed turned to leave.

But then Xuanyuan Muze called out to him, "Wait, I have something to ask you!"

Agreed then turned around and looked at him wearily, asking, "Is there anything else I haven't explained to you?"

“Presse and Slott explained the status of merchants and officials to me, and I…would like to hear your understanding and explanation of the two.”

Agreed readily agreed, saying, "Alright, then let me explain to you in detail the core of the Kingdom of All Races system."

Pres has already explained the official system very clearly, so I don't need to add anything. The purpose of officials is to help the common people of the Kingdom of All Races live better lives.

Regarding the commercial system, what Slot described is quite different from what I actually use. The commercial operation model of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races was designed by me personally. My core idea is very simple: to economically turn every individual into an 'island'.

"An isolated island? What does that mean?"

Agreed looked at Xuanyuan Muze with an all-seeing gaze and continued, "All the filth and depravity in this world, all the tragedies and sins, stem from the word 'profit.' For profit, we can become sycophantic beasts who fawn over the powerful; for profit, we can also become murderers, arsonists, and all sorts of evil beasts in human clothing. Everything else is fake; only profit is real."

All the evil and filth in this world stem from conflicts of interest, and the way to eliminate evil is simple: ensure that everyone's interests are not in great conflict with others. This is the value of commerce in the Kingdom of Myriad Races.

Xuanyuan Muze was completely confused, so he asked with a puzzled look, "How is this possible? This is impossible! Greed is limitless, and how can there be no conflict of interest?"

Agreed smiled dismissively and said confidently, "It's very simple for me. I used class divisions to differentiate them, I used systems to limit their desires, or rather, I used money to make everyone rich."

If you ask a child who only has two candies to share one with you, he will naturally refuse. But what if that child had a hundred candies, or ten thousand candies? When a person possesses wealth that he cannot possibly consume, he will not mind sharing. Of course, as you said, greed is limitless. If a person has a small house, he will want a big house. If he has a big house, he will want a whole lot of houses. Desire is like a snowball rolling down a mountain; it will only grow bigger and more terrifying until it engulfs everything and never stops.

However, the class system of the Kingdom of Myriad Races put an end to these desires and set a ceiling on the material standard of living for the common people. Once a citizen of the Kingdom of Myriad Races reaches adulthood, they can work in state-run factories to learn a skill to make a living. Initially, their working hours are long, requiring eight hours a day, but their basic wage is quite considerable, with an income of around two hundred gold coins in the first month. You might not have a good grasp of the currency in the Kingdom of Myriad Races, but in terms of purchasing power, two hundred gold coins are equivalent to two million RMB. So what does that mean?

In other words, the income level of the people in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Races upon entering society is already at a level that many entrepreneurs in your hometown cannot achieve.