'I don't need a body to do it right?' Ning thought. He was currently inhabiting the Flood Dragon's body inside the lake.
"Don't struggle or resist now," Ning said.
"I. Understand." The Flood Dragon said.
Ning prepared himself and said "Dominate."
Supreme Domination was a skill that used energy to dominate another being. It cost more energy the more mental strength or mental resistance the target had.
So, Ning had to first lower the Flood Dragon's defense before he could easily submit it to himself. He could see the energy number dropping in his status very quickly.
Before he knew it, he lost over 600 Million energy. 'Holy sh*t that's a lot,' he thought. Fortunately, that was all he lost.
The Flood Dragon turned docile and stopped moving.
"Can you hear me?" Ning asked.
"Yes. Master."
*****
"There he is, oh thank god he's okay. He must've jumped inside the water to escape from the monster," Yelca said.
"Yes, it's relief," Dion said and looked up at the sky. "There is only half an hour or so left now," he said.
"But… now he will have THAT. This might cause us some problem," Yelca said in a serious tone.
******
Ning landed at the center of the lake. He stood on the small land and looked at the fruit in front of him.
"The Angel's Touch," he said softly and slowly picked it off of the branch. He then stored it inside his Interdimensional space rather than the storage bags given by the elders.
He then flew out of the lake and walked into the forest. He sent out his spiritual sense everywhere, but couldn't find his spear anywhere.
'Sh*t, did someone else get it?' he wondered.
He really liked that spear. 'Well, whatever, I can make a better one later,' he thought. He could finally see the sun so he knew how much longer he had.
He slumped down on the ground and finally took a rest. Many thoughts started coming in and out of his mind. Some happy, some sad, some angry.
He, however, kept a reign on them all and finally asked the question he had been burning to ask all this time.
"Did I really deserve to be punished like that, System?" he asked.
While the last 16 months hadn't been particularly bad, it was still 16 months of time without the system. He had come to rely on it a lot and not having it felt like walking with a leg missing.
<Killing the innocents is strictly forbidden by the system>
"No, I get that. I actually think it's the proper thing to do. But, couldn't you have stopped me before I got there?" Ning asked.
"You could've teleported me somewhere, or made me unconscious, or do whatever the hell else you could to stop me from killing those people. Why didn't you? Why did you not act proactively and instead just did stuff after they were dead?" he asked.
<The Energy System is not allowed to interfere with how you live your life. It is only allowed to watch over you and help you on your infinite endeavors>
<Thus, the system can only warn you but not stop you>
"Then why the punishment? If I'm allowed to do whatever I want, then why was I punished," Ning asked.
<The Punishment was added to the system to stop the Hosts from carelessly ending lives>
<The System was first created without any restrictions or precautions, and thus the Hosts went on a massacre that lasted multiple universes>
<When the Creator realized that, he added restrictions to the system so that the Hosts didn't go on a power trip.>
<The Creator added the Energy cap system as well as the punishment system to stop the hosts from ending lives that do not deserve to die>
Ning heard all of this and curiously asked, "The Creator?"
He sat straight and asked, "Does that mean someone made the system? Who? Can I know?"
<The System only had information from the Infinite Multiverse>
<Anything outside of that is unknown to the system>
'So the creator stays outside of the Multiverse? How does that work?' Ning wondered.
"By the way, why did you disappear for 16 months?" Ning asked.
<The Creator, through the many hosts, realized that the harshest punishment an immortal could suffer was boredom>
<So, every time a host kills an innocent person, the creator made it so that the system forcefully goes into shutdown, taking away everything related to energy, as well as transferring the emotions that their victims felt into them>
<The period of time for the punishment is 2 to the power of the number of innocents killed.>
"So… 1 dead innocent person is 2 months. 2 is 4 months, 3 is 8 months and 4 is 16 months," Ning said.
<Yes>
"There should be better ways to punish the hosts. For one, you can tell them about the punishment beforehand. That should deter a lot," Ning said.
<The system will gladly accept any suggestions. Please give it more suggestions if you have>
"Hmm, maybe?… no. That's a little bad. How about… stopping a host's— Ah, you can't interfere right? Damn, this is hard," Ning said.
Ning thought for a minute and said, "The cause of the problem was that enhanced emotion you put in me. If I wasn't enraged and bloodthirsty, I would have probably made a more sound decision. How about… removing that?" Ning asked.
The system stayed silent for a little while and finally spoke.
<They system has decided to send your suggestions to the creator. The system would like to use 800 Million energy to transfer the message>
<Do you accept?>
"What? 800 Million just to send a little message? Urgh…. Sh*t. The creator is outside of our world right? Fine, use it. Maybe that will help the next host," Ning said.
<Thank You.>
<Information is now being transferred out of Kumia to the Creator>
<Sending>
<Sending>
<Sending>
<Sent>
<The suggestions have been successfully sent to the creator>
<Thank you for helping us improve the system>0
