hunt and eat

Chapter 162 Yimi Sunshine and Each Other's Choice

"When did you find out?"

In the cold and dark world, a somewhat warm voice sounded.

The inexplicable light sprinkled from the sky, illuminating the small area of ​​the isolated island.

It was Xu Guang, who was completely different from this world, even out of place, with a touch of warmth.

Originally hungry and thirsty, Guta, who was shivering from the cold all over, groaned comfortably after touching the one meter of sunlight in front of him.

How to describe that feeling?
It's like walking into a heated hot pot restaurant on a snowy day in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the hot waiter, big sister, brings you a hot cocoa.

Double warmth from body to soul.

"I found out a long time ago, I just want to see you lie on the ground for a while."

Guta narrowed his eyes and kept turning the back of his hands, feeling the little warmth in front of him to his heart's content.

In just a short while, he felt his damp and cold body become much warmer.

Really amazing.

"It's really funny~"

The pale corpse, no, the ordinary young man wearing glasses, slowly got up from the ground, and smiled helplessly.

His complexion is as pale as a vampire in a movie, but his voice is surprisingly warm, giving people a very reassuring feeling inexplicably.

It's like sitting under the red maple tree with golden leaves scattered all over the ground facing the dim sunset, looking at the yellowed old photos on the old wooden table, and recalling the touch of the past.

Maybe it's because of his ordinary appearance, or maybe it's because of his thin body, even in such a weird environment, it's still hard for people to feel wary of him in the true sense.

Even a quarter of an hour ago he was just a corpse.

"Do you mind if I sit on the side?"

The young man glanced at the position next to the ancient pagoda, and asked quite friendly.

The latter shrugged noncommittally, and moved his butt to the side.

"Thank you~"

After politely apologizing, the young man didn't mind the wet soil underneath, and sat down casually.

"Do you know where this is?"

Looking at the dark waves that were still surging in all directions, the young man sat on an isolated island like a besieged city, and looked at the ancient tower beside him without slowing down.

"If I wanted to know, I should have gone out by now."

Guta glared at him angrily, but inexplicably found that the other party burst out laughing.

Laughing so hard that tears flowed down my face.

"Is there something funny about my words? Or is your point of laughter too low?"

Guta scratched his cheek and asked rather puzzled.

"Sorry sorry~ It's my own problem, hahaha..."

The young man resisted the urge to continue laughing, bent over and waved his hands.

In just a short while, his originally pale skin became a lot ruddy because of the violent laughter just now.

Weird guy.

Guta muttered in his heart.

After finally calming down, the young man looked up at the still hazy dome, and said word by word.

"This is the thinking world."

In this regard, Guta was not surprised.

Seeing this, the young man scratched his head and smiled, "You guessed it a long time ago?"

"Not really..." Guta glanced at the fur coat on his body.

I don't know when, the clothes on my body, which were originally wet by the tide, turned dry, as if they had just been dried in the sun.

"However, how much do you know that this is not the real world, after all..."

Having said that, Guta raised his head speechlessly.

"In reality, how can there be such a huge wave that is hundreds of kilometers long and connects the sky and the earth."

"Well, they are all concrete products, and it's normal for you to notice them."

The young man patted Guta on the shoulder warmly, like a big brother next door who is harmless to humans and animals.

"Speaking of which, who are you? Why did it appear in my mind?"

Guta slapped the opponent's hand away angrily, hugged his chest, and stared at the opponent with some anger.

Since this is the thinking world, it is his private space, or the harbor of his soul... This guy's current behavior has already constituted an illegal trespass into someone else's house.

"For a long time, you haven't figured it out yet?"

The young man touched his nose resentfully.

Guta was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in a half-guessing, half-certain tone: "My second personality?"

"Wrong, wrong~"

The young man covered his head and gave a hint with a headache on his face.

"What are you missing now?"

"Memory?" After thinking for a long time, Guta said hesitantly.

"That's it."

Afraid of clapping his hands, the young man obviously didn't want to go around in circles anymore, and simply revealed his identity.

"I am your memory, your past, and your half."

"My name used to be Wang Hao, but now, my name is Guta."

The young man spoke slowly and looked at the ancient tower meaningfully.

"Ha, memory can have its own consciousness? I'm really crazy."

Guta said with emotion quite sincerely.

"Although you're not crazy yet, you're about to..." The young man Guta wiped his face, and instantly changed into a similar appearance to Guta.

"To get out of here, you need to make a choice."

"Like those two ships just now? They're all gone, how can I choose?"

Guta mocked angrily.

"If you think about it, they can still appear at any time..." Memory looked at the ancient tower and said meaningfully.

"I just said casually, I wouldn't get on those two ships." Guta shrank his neck and shook his head vigorously.

Soon, he looked at the memory next to him and asked curiously, "So, what do those two ships represent?"

Since it is my own thinking world, it should be the embodiment of something.

What could it be?

Memory is obviously not the nature of a riddler, on the contrary, he is very good at being a teacher, and he will give the answer in the next second.

"The one in front is the gluttonous blood in your body, and it is absolutely sensual. Of course, I personally prefer to call it... animal nature."

"The latter ship is the system on your body, and it is also the body of the [Eight Miracles·Gods Spirit] you comprehended. It is absolute rationality, or... divinity."

"Leaving aside the former one, what's the matter with the latter one? Is the system in my body trying to usurp the throne and become the master?"

Although the memory has not yet been recovered, Guta instinctively felt that this was not a good omen.

"That's not true, but if you choose divinity, then your memory and emotions will be completely deleted by the system, and will never be restored."

"A person who lacks memory and emotion is nothing more than a puppet that can be copied infinitely... At that time, what is the difference between you, who is a piece of white paper like a machine, and the system?"

The young man spread his hands and sighed.

"I have no choice between these two, so I can only choose you?"

Guta looked at the young man in front of him depressedly, feeling that the other party was a bit of a bad shopping guide.

Other people's products are not good, but your own products are good, right?
"Don't get me wrong..." The young man chuckled, and an inexplicable look flashed across his face, "You are not the only one who needs to make a choice."

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(End of this chapter)