Chapter 506: Death of Schiller (Part 2)

"Drip-Drip-Drip-"

A sharp and piercing sound rang in his ears, and Mark sat up from the bed. He breathed deeply and looked at the surrounding scene in confusion. Where is this?

He looked at the machine that made the sound. It was a heart rate monitor. Mark subconsciously reached out and touched his chest. His heart was still beating, and it was beating very steadily.

Looking around on the bed, Mark lifted the quilt and got off the bed. He saw some papers on the wall at the door, with some words such as medication schedule written on them.

Just when Mark was trying to decipher some information from those words, his door was suddenly knocked. He stood up vigilantly, turned his head, and saw a person who looked exactly like him standing outside the door.

The man looked indifferent and impatient, saying, "Why are you still here? Come with me!"

Mark didn't understand what was going on, but the man rushed in, grabbed Mark's arm, and dragged him out. After being chased out of the door, Mark finally reacted. He pushed the man away, then took a defensive posture and asked, "Who are you?"

The man turned around, looked Mark up and down, and said indifferently, "I am Jack, your other personality. When you fainted and lost consciousness, I was the one who controlled your body."

His answer was so clear that Mark was stunned. He looked at himself, then at Jack, and then said : "So I really have multiple personality disorder?"

"But where is this place? How did we get here? What happened before?"

"Come with me." Jack walked to the other side of the corridor without looking back, explaining as he walked: "Just now, I died."

His first sentence shocked Mark so much that Mark caught up with him and asked as he walked: "Dead? Do you mean this is hell?"

"Almost, they call this the underworld."

"How is this possible? Are you kidding?!"

But at this moment, they came to the end of the corridor, and Jack pushed open the door at the end, and a huge monster with a hippopotamus head and a human body appeared outside the door.

Just as the hippopotamus was about to speak, Jack rushed in front of her and said: "I know, I'm dead now, this is the underworld Duat, you are Tavoret, the patron saint of women and children, please make way."

The hippopotamus's hand that greeted her froze in mid-air, but at this moment, she suddenly exclaimed, and in an instant, the scene was broken, and Mark found that they were on a boat at this time, and there was another person on the boat, that is Schiller.

Schiller was lying on the side of the boat, trying to fish something out from under the boat. The hippopotamus ran over and pulled him up by his collar. The hippopotamus said angrily, "What are you doing? I told you not to put your hands out!"

Mark, who was standing behind Jack, asked in confusion, "Schiller? Wait, are you Schiller? Why are you so young?"

The Schiller who appeared in front of Mark was still too young. He looked like he was less than 20 years old. He was completely different from the Schiller he had seen in real life, and his temperament was also very different.

At least for now, Schiller, who was grabbed by the collar by the hippopotamus, looked like a naughty child who did not comply with the safety regulations for boating.

Soon, Mark found that his view was correct, because he heard the big hippo say in a sharp tone:

"For thousands of years, I have received countless souls who want to go to the other side, and I have never seen anyone like you!"

"You refused to stay in the spiritual world to have your last sweet dream, and you had to come to the boat in advance, and then you knocked down the lamppost here with your broken umbrella, causing this place to almost catch fire!"

"I was busy picking up the other two people, and you actually wanted to jump into the river to fish for things! Are you crazy? How many times have I said that this is the underworld! This ship is the ship that will take you to the other side, and you can't touch anything under the boat, put away your umbrella!"

Schiller stared at the hippo, and the hippo stared at Schiller. The two stared at each other for a long time, and Schiller tilted his head, "snorted", and then put away the umbrella.

Hippo sighed heavily, turned to look at Jack and Mark, and walked over and said, "You two are twins, right? It's really strange that so many believers died at the same time today..."

"Bang!"

Hippo turned around quickly and saw Schiller using the umbrella like bowling to hit the skull that popped out from under the boat. She snorted, walked to Schiller in a rage, and brought him back.

She sighed deeply, put her hands on her hips, stared at Schiller, then stretched out a finger, pointed at her feet fiercely, and said, "Stand here and don't move! I'm going to talk to the newcomers about the rules!"

After that, she turned around slowly, and turned her head back again with a "whoosh". Seeing that Schiller didn't move, she turned her body back again, then turned back and pointed at her eyes with two fingers, and then pointed at Schiller, meaning "I will keep an eye on you."

Seeing Schiller standing there obediently, Hippo heaved a sigh of relief. She walked towards Mark and Jack again and said, "It seems that the gods you believe in have already explained to you what happens after you die..."

"As you know, this is the underworld. All believers of the Egyptian gods have the opportunity to be resurrected. You can understand it as a kind of welfare..."

"When our believers die, they will not die directly. Their souls will board this ship and be judged here. If you pass the trial, you can be resurrected, but if you fail..."

The big hippo shrugged humanely and pouted at the sand sea full of skeletons outside the ship. Mark widened his eyes and looked at the hippo and asked: "You don't want to say that if you fail the trial, you will throw us down?"

The hippo nodded. At this time, she found that Mark's expression became a little panicked. She comforted him: "Don't worry, the probability of passing is still very high. I believe you should not have done anything bad..."

But suddenly, the hippo found that Mark's expression became more and more panicked, and his eyes were staring straight at her back. The hippo suddenly had a bad premonition.

She turned her head slowly, and then saw that countless Schillers appeared beside Schiller who was standing in the same place.

The hippopotamus held her face with her hands and screamed, "No! No! My God, what happened? Where are you from? Get out of here..."

Mark watched the Schillers who appeared on the boat walk to various parts of the boat in an orderly manner. Two rows of Schillers came to the side of the boat to operate the oars, one Schiller walked to the rudder, two Schillers pulled the mast, and another stood at the bow to look out...

The hippopotamus-headed god ran around among these figures, trying to stop them, but she was too busy to do it alone. When she stopped the Schiller on this side, the Schiller on the other side ran over again. Soon, the boat was full of Schillers.

Mark was so shocked by this extremely strange scene that he couldn't speak. Finally, he could only look at Jack and ask, "What is going on?"

"Before, this man named Schiller knocked you unconscious and called me out. In the gap between our fighting side by side, he told me a plan. I thought it was interesting, so I got involved."

"Plan? What plan?"

"It's a bit complicated, let him tell you." Jack stepped aside, and behind him appeared a Schiller in a white coat.

"Hello, Mark, long time no see. I know you have a lot of questions now, but we can talk slowly, because it may take a while for this ship to reach the destination I want to go."

As Schiller's voice fell, Mark saw that the ship, under the control of many Schillers, began to deviate from the original route, and even turned 180 degrees on the spot and started to drive back.

The hippo collapsed and sat on the ground crying. A Schiller held hay in his hand to feed her. The hippo cried and ate, and the mixture of grass and tears was full of the big mouth.

"As the Pope of the respected Moon God Khonsu, I have listened carefully to his teachings. He once said that believers of the Egyptian pantheon can have a chance to be resurrected."

"After death, believers of the Egyptian pantheon will take a ship. On the ship, there will be a guide who will take out the believer's heart and put it on a scale. This is it..."

Schiller took a scale from another Schiller. There was a feather on one end of the scale. Schiller pointed to the feather and said, "If the believer's heart is placed on the other end of the scale, and the heart is heavier than the feather, then it means It means that this believer is a sinner, and he will be thrown under the ship and drowned and eaten by endless skeletons. "

"If the heart is lighter than the feather, then on the contrary, they can go to the reed field and get a chance to be reborn."

"Through some means, I know that death in this world is not as simple as it seems. There is a higher-level rule that shackles all creatures in the universe, so that they all go to the same destination after death. Therefore, I am curious about this rule of the Egyptian pantheon. What is it that allows the Egyptian pantheon to break this rule and resurrect the dead? "

"I think you should have noticed that there are many interesting points in this process."

"Let me make an assumption. If the Egyptian pantheon can really break the rules of death and directly resurrect the dead, why do we need to set up processes such as boarding, sailing, and judging? Isn't it enough to just resurrect people directly?"

"So, I think the process of rowing and judging should be the key."

"So you occupied this ship???" Mark asked loudly in disbelief: "Are you crazy?! How can you... "

Mark simply couldn't evaluate this behavior, but Schiller didn't care about his attitude, but continued:

"And another point that interests me more is that, just like what you just experienced, before boarding the ship, you will first enter a spiritual world, that is, you will have a dream."

"So..." Schiller looked around the environment here, looked at the mysterious and constantly changing sky scene, and then said: "Is this really the underworld that exists in reality? Or..."

Mark was horrified to see that when Schiller said this, all Schiller turned their heads to look here.

"This is still a dream, but this ship can carry our souls from the dream... into reality?"

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