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Uesugi Kiyoshi thought for a few seconds, then asked somewhat uncertainly, "An organ?"

Yuan Qingya waved her hand.

"It's not that important. If we have to make an analogy, using 'cell' would be more appropriate."

"Humans, animals, plants, and even those beyond the ordinary, these myriad lives alone make up this world."

"But, people always get sick."

"The world is sick, incurable, and it's cyclical, with a cycle of about five hundred years."

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Kiyoshi was startled, and his eyes showed seven parts horror.

The number five hundred years is enough for him to make many connections.

Ignoring his surprise, Yuan Qingya continued urgently, "Yes, five hundred years, what comes to mind? The cycle of the extraordinary tides fits it perfectly."

"You should know what the extraordinary tides refer to, right?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi knew that the time before last was the Heian period, and the time before that was the Sengoku period. Wars broke out everywhere, demons and gods ran rampant, supernatural powers became cheap and difficult to control, people were trapped in the flames of war, and the souls of the dead could not be reborn.

Thinking about it this way, it really does seem like the world is "sick".

"The pathogen of this disease initially comes from outside the body."

"Think about those Outer Gods—you should have encountered them, those beings are the root of this disease."

"Pathogens invade the human body, infect more and more ordinary cells, and assimilate them—this is the origin of ghosts and spirits."

"In order to fight pathogens, the human body's immune system begins to work and divides to replenish its own numbers—this is the reason why gods and superhumans grow strong."

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt as if he had suddenly seen the light; the metaphor was quite apt.

"When a person gets sick, their immune system starts to work, which I don't need to elaborate on."

"But not all diseases can heal themselves. There are so many incurable diseases in this world. At least for this world, the great disease that strikes every five hundred years is one that cannot be cured."

"Because the human body does not have the ability to completely kill those pathogens, just as humans are helpless against many terminal illnesses today."

"In order not to sit idly by and wait for death, this world created the [Dream Mirror]."

Yuan Qingya's expression showed some admiration.

"I have to say, this move is truly imaginative, ingenious, and effective."

"Although I use humans as an analogy for this world, the mighty will of the world cannot be merely an ordinary human being."

"This [body] has come up with a plan."

"Since the human immune system cannot completely eliminate these pathogens from a physical perspective, we can create a space to imprison them through some means."

"In order not to interfere with the normal functioning of the body, these pathogens were simply mutated and locked in the mental space."

You understand, right?

Uesugi nodded. Although all of this would be a huge shock to the worldview of ordinary people, he had seen a lot of storms and was not surprised.

At least so far, what Yuan Qingya said is reasonable.

The world is like the human body, life in the world is like cells, those gods might be the so-called "immune system", and ghosts and gods are of course "pathogens".

Ghosts and spirits run rampant, the human body falls ill, all things cannot survive, internal tissues are infected and decay, the gods are helpless, the immune system is powerless, the will of the world intervenes, creating a dream prison to isolate ghosts and spirits—this is the end.

Combining this with some of Uesugi Kiyoshi's previous vague guesses, the logic makes sense.

"This world can be considered a superhuman."

"He used his extraordinary abilities to build a cage for the pathogen, but this only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."

"The simplest truth is that the dream world, this prison, is closely related to the human nervous system."

“If you imprison the pathogens inside, over time, not only will these pathogens not be completely eliminated, but even their own will may be infected.”

"Because these pathogens are all ambitious. Some want to invade the nervous system of this human body and take its place. Others are even more ambitious. They even want to split and reproduce into a new human body and then eat it up."

"That's how ghosts and gods are, insatiable, especially those external gods. The purpose of pathogens invading the human body is always very clear: to absorb, devour, and strengthen themselves."

"Dreams have an upper limit. Every five hundred years or so, dreams will reach their limit, and pathogens will invade the human body again, causing illness."

The person in the mirror raised their head, their expression filled with a strange sadness.

"To avoid going insane and to alleviate the worsening condition, what would you do in this situation?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression shifted, his throat moved, and he squeezed out two words.

"Take medicine?"

Yuan Qingya burst into laughter.

He laughed until tears streamed down his face, bending over with laughter.

It took him a full half minute to stop laughing, stand still, and pat his chest forcefully.

He spoke to Uesugi Kiyoshi, enunciating each word clearly.

"As expected of me, you were right."

"I"

"It is! Medicine!"

Chapter 365 The Foreign Object, the King in Yellow

"Think about other people's time travel stories, whether in novels or TV series."

"Getting hit by a car, touching an electric shock circuit—they all died horribly, and only in the end did they time travel."

"Do you remember how you traveled through time?"

Yuan Qingya was obviously not really asking for the answer to this question.

"Play a few mobile games, take a nap, and when you wake up, you're in this world."

"Ah"

"There are no coincidences in this world; they are all deliberate acts."

The person in the mirror sighed and shook their head.

"We weren't the lucky ones who were chosen; we were just the unlucky ones who were picked out."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's mind raced.

His eyes were filled with complex emotions as he muttered to himself.

"The chosen medicine?"

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"Then... Ah Chai, and even Xing's death?"

Yuan Qingya nodded emphatically.

"Hey, it's all because of the instigator. He wants me to obey him."

"Hahaha"

"So, some methods were used."

The person in the mirror had a cold glint in their eyes, a smile like a blade, and a distant gaze filled with murderous intent. Every word they spoke to their "self" opposite them was like words seeping from blood, ruthless to the extreme.

"The wind can lift a blank sheet of paper, but it cannot lift a butterfly, because the power of life lies in nonconformity."

"I'm really good at disobeying."

You should know your own personality best.

"How can a child who has grown up in poverty and without family be afraid of a fight to the death?"

"Hmph, the medicine that the sick person seeks out is far more effective than he thought."

"Furthermore, in order to ensure the medicine's full effectiveness, he made things much easier for it, giving it an extremely powerful weapon against those pathogens."

"It swept away the germs and eliminated the internal problems in a short period of time."

"Then, the patient started to become paranoid."

"This medicine is so potent, will it have any side effects?"

"Since the medicine is so potent, will it be harmful to my body?"

"Wouldn't my normal tissues and cells be utterly vulnerable in front of him?"

"Every medicine has its side effects!"

"This is a major threat that must be eliminated!"

Yuan Qingya clenched her fist, her eyes burning with what seemed like flames.

Resentment, grief, and unwillingness ultimately coalesced into a long sigh.

"That's how it is. From the patient's perspective, the so-called medicine is not actually precious or unique."

"Besides, this medicine can only relieve the pain temporarily."

"Guardians are everywhere; even if you completely eliminate all pathogens from your body, what then?"

"The germs from the outside world are endless and can invade the human body at any time."

"We'll just find another dose of medicine then."

"It's such a simple thing."

Uesugi Kiyoshi understood.

This world was initially infected by the invasion of "outer gods" and became "sick".

This disease cannot heal itself. The gods and extraordinary beings of this world are like the "immune system," but they have no way to deal with those external gods and the ghosts and spirits that originate from them.

So, this world found a cure—Uesugi Kiyoshi, no, Li Qing at the time, for some reason, was chosen to come to this world.

He became a nobleman of the Genji clan, and driven by the will of this world, he grew stronger step by step to eliminate those demons and gods—the "ailments" of this world.

However, once the birds are all gone, the bow is put away; once the rabbit is dead, the dog is cooked.

After the once-every-five-hundred-years period of illness, the medicine becomes ineffective; for a temporarily healthy body, the medicine turns into poison.