The One Who Cannot Die

What pierced through Ye Yousheng was not an ordinary spherical droplet of water.

Instead, it was a shape he was far more familiar with.

A cylindrical water droplet sharpened into an extremely pointed tip at one end, slightly narrowed at the rear, while the center remained tubular.

It was a grenade.

Just from its appearance, it looked exactly like a grenade shell.

The only difference was that its interior contained water rather than gunpowder.

Under Undine’s control, even without explosives, it still possessed terrifying propulsion.

The bullet-shaped droplets danced through the air like living things awakening from slumber, darting wildly in every direction.

Drop after drop transformed into water grenades that pierced straight through Ye Yousheng’s body.

Blood seeped from the hollow cavity in his chest.

Then suddenly, the bleeding intensified violently, erupting outward as though his body had burst apart.

The flowing blood mixed into the water imprisoning him, blooming like crimson spider lilies blossoming in hell itself.

His HP had run dry.

His body would no longer regenerate.

His consciousness gradually drifted away.

Yet in the final moments of his life, Ye Yousheng felt no fear.

Nor did he see a flashback of his life.

What he felt instead…

Was death itself.

So…

This is what death feels like…

A self-mocking smile curled upon his pale lips.

So at the moment of death, there really was no pain.

So the sensation of blood leaving one’s body was strangely calm and numb…

The final strength supporting his body disappeared completely.

His head drooped forward while both arms slowly slipped beneath the water’s surface.

The water inside the cube no longer restrained him, allowing his entire body to sink into it.

Because within water, wounds would never clot…

Undine lowered the water cube—

No, at this point it should be called a cube of blood.

She returned the blood-filled cube, along with Ye Yousheng’s completely lifeless body, back onto the lake’s surface.

The bloodstained water spread outward once more, dyeing the lake with his color.

Deliberately, she did not allow his corpse to sink beneath the lake.

Instead, she used water currents to support his body, letting it float atop the surface.

Then she quietly sat beside him and watched his body.

“Go on…”

“Use death to understand what kind of existence you truly are…”

“Be reborn.”

She was waiting.

Waiting for the moment he would “awaken” once more.

Within the drifting white mist, transparent water slowly became transparent crimson…

…

Ye Yousheng felt strange.

No, “felt” was not even the right word.

Everything was simply… strange.

His consciousness, which had been fading away moments ago, suddenly returned completely.

It was like being on the verge of falling asleep when someone suddenly shouted beside your ear and violently dragged you awake.

That was exactly Ye Yousheng’s current state.

He was awake to an absurd degree.

Forget fading away—

He could not even force his own consciousness to disappear.

Among his five senses, only vision remained.

He could see the ceiling with a giant hole blown through it.

The bloodstained lake hidden beneath white mist.

Undine quietly sitting nearby.

And he could also see—

Himself.

His own completely dead body floating silently within the water.

Questions instantly flooded Ye Yousheng’s mind.

If he was already dead, then what exactly was this “self” currently thinking?

Was this his soul?

Or merely lingering consciousness refusing to fade?

He attempted to drift back into the corpse with the hole in its chest, but nothing happened.

He could touch nothing.

Say nothing.

Convey nothing.

The dead could no longer interact with the living world in any way.

Except…

To communicate with another soul.

“Yousheng…”

Yiwu appeared before him, her complexion pale.

“Yiwu?”

“What exactly is happening to me?”

“What am I right now?”

“Yousheng, you…”

“Um… about that…”

She clearly did not want to explain it to him.

Her words came hesitantly and awkwardly.

“It’s okay, Yiwu.”

“Tell me.”

“…Your body is somewhat special…”

“Your soul remains nearby for a period of time…”

Ye Yousheng immediately understood.

This was the effect of the skill [Game Life].

Possessing a body like a game character meant possessing the possibility of resurrection.

Games worked exactly the same way.

As long as dead companions were carried to a church, they could be revived.

And right now—

He was in a “pending resurrection” state.

But that was not all.

Yiwu hesitated before continuing.

“And because of the contract between you and me…”

“Our lives are shared…”

Because Yiwu and Ye Yousheng had formed a Symbiotic Contract, their lives had become linked together.

Normally, if one party in a Symbiotic Contract died, the other would die as well.

The risk was enormous.

To compensate for this, the contract allowed one side to share their life force whenever the other approached death, pulling them back from the brink.

And Ye Yousheng’s death was not complete death.

As long as his body could be repaired, resurrection remained possible.

Which meant—

<Please Select Resurrection Method
① Revive on the Spot — Lose 1 Level
② Revive at the Nearest Teleport Point — Lose 2 Levels>

A message appeared before him, awaiting his decision.

The contract with the Goddess of Life had activated.

Yiwu could transfer her life force to Ye Yousheng.

“…I see…”

“So I’ve already lost the right to choose death…”

“Yousheng…”

“I know this isn’t fair to you…”

“But… but I want you to live…”

“I want to stand before you again someday…”

“I want you to hold me in your arms…”

Yiwu understood Ye Yousheng’s heart.

He might never choose death himself—

But when death came, he would never resist it.

Because he held no attachment to this world.

To him, death was a beautiful ending.

But Yiwu did not want him to die.

She wanted to stay with him longer.

She wanted to touch him.

To embrace him.

This was the first time she had ever possessed such powerful determination.

Ye Yousheng smiled gently.

Then quietly spoke words of gratitude.

“Thank you.”

Thank you for valuing me this much…

He selected Resurrection Method ①.

He would face this world once again.

As his soul returned to his body and his flesh regenerated, Ye Yousheng remembered.

The instant consciousness flowed back into his mind, fragments of his lost memories also awakened.

Including the memories he had forgotten.

Though incomplete and fragmented, he still found useful information within them.

Why had Yiwu said it was better if he never remembered those memories?

Because those memories contained…

Memories of death.

He had already died once before.

The palace of the Goddess of Life, floating twenty thousand meters in the sky, had collapsed after losing its master.

And he had fallen freely from twenty thousand meters above.

In the end, he had been smashed into a bloody mess.

Then he revived again.

Because during that first death, Ye Yousheng never regained consciousness.

Thus, the system had automatically resurrected him at the nearest teleport point.

That was why Lulu had discovered him near the teleportation array in Faithkeep Village!

When Yiwu was released from the phone, she once said:

‘I don’t want you to die again…’

That “again” referred to this exact incident.

Because his innate talent skill and the Goddess of Life’s contract had formed a miraculous connection.

Which meant—

Ye Yousheng could not die.

As long as the contract remained, he would continue returning from death.

A true immortal body.