Old Saman crawled out of the coffin, and then he stood beside the coffin without going out anymore. His eyes were half thinking and half cautious.

It was obviously a face that had gone through many vicissitudes of life, but at this moment it showed the restraint similar to that of a baby facing a strange world.

Karen continued to eat the egg fried rice in his bowl. He was really hungry.

The bedroom door was pushed open at this time, and Alfred walked in, holding a plate of kimchi pickled by Karen himself and a glass of ice water. After placing the things in front of Karen, Alfred took a look

Old Saman standing by the coffin,

Say hello with a smile:

"Oh, are you awake?"

After saying hello, Alfred turned around and walked out of the bedroom, closing the bedroom door.

Old Saman began to move slowly, one step at a time. He came to the bowl of egg fried rice, looked at the rice, and then at Karen. When he looked at Karen, his eyes flickered and wandered.

Karen put a piece of pickled ginger into the bowl and put it into his mouth along with a mouthful of rice. While chewing, he asked: "Can you still eat?"

"I have no idea."

"Then try."

"Oh...ok."

Old Saman sat down, picked up the bowl, took out the chopsticks on it, put a mouthful of rice into his mouth and started chewing.

"How about it?"

"A little salty..."

"Yeah, I think it's a bit bland..." Karen shrugged, "Maybe you're old and can't eat heavy food."

"I'm dead, right?"

When asking this question, old Saman turned his head and looked at the coffin behind him.

He clearly arranged a teleportation circle to teleport the coffin containing the corpse into the countercurrent of space after his death. As a result, both himself and the coffin appeared in this bedroom.

He was familiar with this bedroom because he had come in and looked at the old refrigerator during the day.

A coffin that was thrown into the countercurrent of space and then taken back to the bedroom;

After death, he was resurrected using the "revival" technique;

Old Saman didn't know how to feel about the young man sitting on the mat eating fried rice with eggs in front of him.

Originally, he thought that his captain Neo was the one who was really good at disguising, but who knew that this man was the one who hid the deepest.

"I'm curious, you are obviously dead, but you can still taste saltiness?"

"Maybe... maybe it's because my body is better preserved."

"That's right, I understand." Karen nodded.

Old Saman committed suicide. The blue flame cut off his own vitality in an instant, but as a result, his body was almost preserved to the maximum extent, and all his organs are still able to function.

But this operation should be temporary and unsustainable. When the spiritual power in the corpse gradually dissipates, problems will gradually arise in the operation of various organs, and in the end, it will completely turn into a decaying corpse.

"Who...are you?"

Once upon a time, Count Rekar asked Karen in the same tone after he woke up, because in their established knowledge, a being who has the ability to wake himself up must be extremely powerful and terrifying.

"You said in your eulogy that it's a pity that you don't have another chance, so I gave you this opportunity."

"..." Old Saman.

After licking his lips a few times, Old Saman finally gave up asking about Karen's identity, shook his body, held the bowl in one hand and rubbed his face vigorously with the other.

Because today was his funeral, Mrs. Lake had put on makeup for him, so the makeup on his face was completely gone after rubbing it.

"My funeral was ruined..."

"No, your funeral was complete."

"But what's the point? Although I don't know why you want to wake me up, but what's the point of giving me three extra days after the funeral?

In three days, won’t I disappear completely?”

"But, what I can give you is not just three days."

"What!"

"I know that I should have this ability, but I can't do it now, but in the near future, I should be able to give you a longer time to 'wake up'."

"Give me more time to wake up?"

"Yes."

"This is impossible. The Religion of Kosmos's awakening ability simply cannot achieve this step. Otherwise, the Religion of Kosmos would have been able to rely on the First Knights to become the only orthodox church."

The entire church circle knows that the First Knights of Order are a truly terrifying existence, but the entire church circle also knows that the First Knights will not be dispatched until the critical moment.

"I don't have to lie to you. If I want to get something from you, I don't have to cheat."

At this time, the bedroom door was pushed open again, and Pu'er rode Kevin in.

"Karen, can you make more fish jelly next time? It's not enough."

"Okay, I'll do it another day when I have time."

Old Saman looked at the talking Pu'er, a talking cat. This did not surprise Old Saman. Talking monsters were very rare, but it was not like he had never seen one before.

There are several families in this world that claim to be family belief systems, but are actually the existence of monster bloodlines.

"Old man, you're awake." Pu'er greeted Old Saman. It saw the bowl in Old Saman's hand and asked, "Can you still eat even if you're dead? I mean, can you still digest it if you eat it?"

?”

Old Saman reached out and touched his belly and said: "I can feel that although it is very slow, it can still move and squirm."

"Oh, then you should eat more fruits and be careful of constipation."

Pu'er jumped off Kevin, climbed onto Karen's shoulder, stretched out his cat paw and rubbed Karen's face, saying:

"Are you going to the pottery museum tomorrow?"

"Hmm, huh? No."

"What's wrong?"

"I almost forgot, I have to go to Richard's house for dinner tomorrow."

"Oh, it's still important to meet relatives. It's okay. Kevin and I can wait a little longer. Anyway, the puppet can't be made in a short time. We have to give Mr. Lemar time to purchase precious materials."

"I need to prepare some gifts, do you have any suggestions?"

"Well, when you went to my house, did you bring any gifts?" Pu'er asked.

"No, because I am the best gift to your family."

Pu'er was stunned, then nodded and said: "Although this is shameless to say, it seems to be the truth."

While Karen was talking to Pu'er, Kevin walked up to old Saman.

Old Saman looked at the golden retriever with a wry smile, squatted down, and reached out to touch its bald head.

Kevin took two steps back. He always carried a small satchel on his body. At this moment, he took off the satchel and used his dog paws to take out a compass from the satchel pocket and placed it in front of old Saman.

So far, old Saman has not felt anything strange;

until,

He discovered that the dog was using its paws to correct the complex and precise compass!

"..." Old Saman.

Kevin raised the dog's head and looked at the shocked old Saman. It smiled happily.

"You are not an ordinary dog!"

Kevin smiled.

"You are a monster!"

Kevin's smile froze.

Old Saman looked at Karen, pointed at Kevin, and asked: "Is this a monster that understands the rules of space?"

Pu'er, who was sitting on Karen's shoulder, laughed immediately when he heard this and said: "Although the stupid dog has a very low status in our family, if you say it is a monster, you are looking down on a member of our family.

Get ready, silly dog, it’s about to begin!”

Kevin immediately stood up, raised his head, and his eyes were solemn.

"Old man, listen carefully, the person standing in front of you at this moment is:

The super-standard divine descending ceremony was born,

Goddess Guardian of Mills,

The lifelong enemy of Poseidon,

The man behind the disintegration of Poseidon Cult,
To be continued...