"From the moment a person is born, from the moment they begin to think, the structure of their soul's magnetic field continuously changes with personal growth and environmental shifts. It goes from a Blank Paper, gradually taking on the colors you render. The soul's magnetic field of a newborn is fragile yet incredibly resilient; they are carefree, devoid of emotions, and do not ponder the trivial matters of life that come with growing up. The way to maintain your existence is by stripping away the impurities in your soul, purifying the power of the soul."

"So, will that person still be me?"

"You should not ask me that. The answer is for you to find yourself. Some can rediscover their true selves and all that belongs to them, while others will be lost forever, never to recover. I just want to hint to you that this is the only way you can exist in this world. From the moment your soul becomes pure, you can even control the flesh that is now frozen."

"Flesh...?"

"Yes, when you died, whether it was Xiu Yi's squad, Apophis, or your sworn comrade-in-arms John who tried to preserve your body, they did a good job. Even in your final moments, John managed to properly preserve your body and placed it inside the permanent cryo chamber. Maybe he never considered that you would come back to life, or perhaps it was just his subconscious acting, but evidently, he fulfilled your last wishes."

Listening to Mo Ying, a being from a higher dimension, speaking words that he couldn't comprehend, Feng Yi felt a glimmer of light unexpectedly growing within him, as if it was the fire of the battlefield, specks of stars igniting his nearly withered soul.

Mo Ying said, "When you are reborn, you'll lose some things, maybe many, perhaps gain some. What you lose or gain isn't important; what's key is how you perceive the essence of things—give and take, death and rebirth, the alternation of day and night are merely the evolutionary processes of matter. Once you know how to step outside the confines and view the essence of problems, when we humble ourselves and view the macro universe from a micro perspective, you'll see that whether it's the rise and fall of civilizations or the life and death of a person, they all become insignificant in history. Love and memory are the only eternals in the world. When we have loved something, or been loved by him, her, or it, no matter how much time passes, despite seas turning into mulberry fields, even if we forget each other across time and space, that deep imprint on the soul will always settle."

"Feng Yi, you once said to Hugo, no matter what you have given or received, you've never regretted or dwelled on the past gains and losses. This is what makes you admirable, it's the beginning of transcending yourself and seeing the true nature of things, turning the wheel of fate. Since that time, I foresaw that you would end up here, communicating with me through the soul's magnetic field as one who has passed away. This isn't a 'Bizarre' plot development of the world, so your death was inevitable."

"I, inevitably die...?" Feng Yi thought with a tinge of self-mockery.

"Perhaps. Since the moment you gave up on hatred, you stopped growing. This is your destiny—but death is not truly the end. Once you see through this and try to overturn everything, to break the wheel of fate, then even if there's only a glimmer of hope, no destiny is absolute. The common secret of the Multiverse is that extremes reverse. It's like the rotation of night and day, annihilation and phoenix-like rebirth. Aside from not fearing the unknown, we often defeat ourselves with setbacks, filled with self-doubt. If you can truly see through the essence of the problem, believe in yourself, and attempt to break the laws, then death can indeed be another form of rebirth."

Death and rebirth... The alternation of night and day... And the true essence of life and death, Feng Yi suddenly seemed to realize something, and his weak soul's magnetic field suddenly emitted a fluctuation...

"Thank you, but what have I lost?"

Mo Ying said, "You've lost nothing; what's lost is merely what you wanted to let go of yourself. To purify and stabilize your soul's magnetic field, I will take away one of your important abilities."

Snap crackle...

In a daze, Feng Yi felt his spirit suddenly lighten, as if a force weighing on him had unexpectedly vanished, like the shackles of a tightly wound chain were forcibly torn off under this dimensional force, instantly making his magnetic field and languishing spirit incredibly robust.

"I actually have power." Looking at his increasingly vibrant hands, Feng Yi's thoughts of disbelief instantaneously spread throughout the surrounding, the high-density space opening up recklessly.

"That's one of your emotions, I don't know whether it's good or bad. With the soul power you have now, you're already capable of returning to your body. Your cells are still alive and even though your body is in a cryo chamber, if you adjust the temperature to the safe awakening mode, you should wake up in a couple of days."

"My heart has stopped beating, why would it revive, I don't understand..."

"That's just the result driven by the 'Bizarre.' The moment you died, the shackles between you and it were invisibly severed because you no longer existed in this world, at least that's how it is perceived in human ignorance.

Usually, when a person's soul dies, they appear to be in a dazed state, lacking intelligence because the third-dimensional space doesn't have enough material to support the cosmic magnetic field required by the spirit. It's like dreaming, not even aware of their own death. Fortunately, you have come here; material in the Four-dimensional Space is abundant, and you're also in possession of special rules like the Third Rhythm. Coupled with your already adapted state of being ethereal, you are able to converse with me lucidly."

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