A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

"...You make me sick."

Differences in life forms can actually cause such serious errors.

How do you tell who a person is?

People may attach great importance to memory and self-awareness. When they have all the memories, they will continue to explore thinking patterns, and even after being unable to explain and distinguish, they will delve into things like the soul.

But for people like Black Snake, his views on existence and life and death are completely different from normal people.

In Black Snake's view, as long as the person with his own memory is himself.

This is the problem. From the beginning to the end, everyone is trying to analyze, understand and speculate on the black snake with their own life forms.

But what?

It doesn’t matter what mode of thinking, self-awareness, or code of conduct.

What really matters is memory.

In his opinion, as long as that person has all his memories, then that person is the Black Snake. No matter what that person does, it doesn't matter. In his opinion, that is the choice made after experiencing his own memories, which is what the Black Snake does. decision.

"You really make me feel sick..." Yibor repeated his views on the black snake again.

"Well, I failed, didn't I? Congratulations, this time it was all my plan."

"Also, ah, this is all my plan." Yibor pinched his throat and imitated the black snake speech in a voice that looked nothing like it. "Your grandma, I saw you playing dirty here, and I was really curious about your mother." How did I give you prenatal education, oh, I’m sorry I forgot, you don’t have a mother, now I have to forgive you as an orphan.”

His plans are connected.

Like an infinitely extending snake, the end cannot be seen from the tail.

That this is my final plan is pure nonsense. Although Yibor doesn’t know what else this old guy is thinking about, there will definitely be no end to it.

"Can you really forgive me?" Black Snake seemed to have not heard the previous words, showing a trace of happiness.

"Oh you fucking..."

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*The Ship of Theseus has its corresponding solution in everyone's mind.

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Chapter 32 It tastes really good

Sometimes Yibor really wants to ask Black Snake, don't you, an old guy, know Hong Wen, but he always feels that he has already lost completely by asking such a question.

And Yibor can also imagine how Black Snake will answer then. He will probably say, "If you want, I can cooperate with you to get angry." or something like that, which will make Yibor's blood pressure soar.

"This is the result, ah... I lost to 'you' again." Black Snake slowly retracted his hand and stared at Yibor, telling her his failure as if he was admitting defeat.

But if the words refer to something, Yibor knows exactly who he is referring to.

He was looking at the cloth in his memory and telling these words.

Snapped--!

"?!"

"Ha, so it turns out that you also have this kind of expression?"

Yibor, who suddenly grabbed the black snake's hand, raised his head slightly and looked at him playfully, as if he was very satisfied with the change in his expression.

"Give me all your memories."

"......what?"

"I said, give me your memory."

This time it was Black Snake's turn to be confused.

She clearly knew that his plan was to use her massive memories to wash away Yabu's memory, so why was she still willing to accept her own memories?

"You..." Black Snake opened his eyes slightly in surprise as he thought of a possibility, and asked Yibor, "Are you not assuming that Yabu can beat me in his memory? "

"Assumption? I don't need to assume, this is the fact! Hand over your memory to me!"

"Yeah, that's it." A trace of uncontrollable joy flashed in Black Snake's eyes. He no longer hesitated and gave Yibor his memory, everything, and everything.

The figure dissipated transparently until it was completely gone. At this moment, only Yibor was left in the snow. As if he was asleep, he lowered his head and digested the memory poured into his mind without saying a word.

'Is that so? Is this the case...'

Will a drop of water be washed away by the incoming sea?

'This time I was arrogant. '

That tiny dot remained unchanged even after being submerged by Black Snake's memory.

It is simply unrealistic to describe that thing as a drop of water. That thing has not been dissolved, swallowed, or assimilated. It is simply incompatible with its surroundings. It is like the base point that anchors everything, shining with the soft brilliance of gold in the depths of the sea. .

'You are so tenacious. Even if everyone is sent away, the memory that remains is still working hard to protect the child in front of you. '

Although Black Snake felt a little distressed by the fact that even though Yabu only had memories left and no entity, he could still interfere with his results, he was relieved and satisfied.

'I admit, I underestimated the importance of his memory to you. '

Moreover, it seems that even though he has thought higher, he still seems to have underestimated the perseverance of this real gold hand-picked by Him.

"Nonsense, stop looking down on him. You only have so little memory and you want to be better than him."

'really. '

Yibor exhaled the hot breath from his chest, forming a mist like smoke. The left eye that he opened at unknown time had a purple-red background. At this moment, he didn't know whether it was due to congestion or other reasons. , added a hint of scarlet.

She stood up, stretched her body a few times, and after her bones made a crackling sound, she closed her eyes and walked towards the tent. She also carried the stool casually and slowly put it into the pocket of her clothes. inside.

'It's amazing how you store things like this. You said you were just playing, but you meant it. '

"Tsk..." The voice that suddenly came from his head made Yibor click his tongue impatiently, "Oh no, you are still here, why are you still not dead, damn it."

'This is actually not my problem.Logically speaking, I would disappear.But the memory has not been assimilated, and since I exist as a consciousness, I naturally cannot disappear. '

It would be better to say that Black Snake is the one who is feeling more uncomfortable now. It is like he has been packed and compressed and locked up in Yibor's mind. He can no longer wander back and forth in reality like before.

"Oh fuck, it's my fault, right?"

'Isn't this good? At this moment, we can be regarded as one of you, one of me, and one of you. You are finally the real black snake at this moment. '

"Why don't I want to turn into a black snake? Can you die?"

Is this old Bideng a black snake or a black cockroach? I have done this several times. One died and another one popped up. I can't kill him cleanly, right?

'Don't worry, it's like we only have one screen now, and you have absolute control. I can't interfere with you. You can also check my memory at will. Doesn't this fit in with your idea? '

"Tsk."

Indeed, this kind of result is like dividing a disk into two areas, and you have absolute control over it, which is acceptable.

'Oh, by the way, after all, we are one body now. You can check my memory, and I can naturally check yours. Well...is this Yabu's memory? In your words, it tastes really good. good? '

"Get out!" Yibor felt agitated that things in his room were being touched randomly.

Damn it, I can't stand it anymore, I can't accept it, or I have to do it all over again.

'Don't reject me so much, kid, calm down first, I already know all your plans. '

"So, what do you want to say, do you want to threaten me?"

'Don't test me, kid, how can I threaten you? '

The black snake finally fully understood the unknown ability at this moment. Although it was a little bit easier because he leaned forward to follow, he had guessed about Yibor's ability through those remaining memories and thought about some similar possibilities, such as returning to the world like a pendant. To the past or something like that, but it was not until he learned about it from Yibor's memory that he realized that his previous guess was still conservative.

The opportunities are truly limitless.

'Only this time, I didn't lie. This is not a language skill of using the truth to lie, but I will tell you everything about your problems. I want to see how your plan succeeds. '

This is indeed worth trying.

"...If you dare to lie to me, you know the consequences."

'Of course, my boy. '

"Go away, who is your child?"

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*【ITEM: folding stool,...】

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Chapter 33 Good words, love from Chernobog

Generally speaking, most people with mineral sickness are reluctant to go to any city in Ursus.

After all, the attitude of Ursus towards infected people can be said to be the most discriminatory among the many countries that exclude infected people. If you say "stinky foreigners come to Ursus to beg for food", it is all friendly. Greetings.

But in Ursus, there is only one place that is a unique exception - Chernobog.

The strangeness of this city in Ursus is no less than the mutation of a panda growing out of a pile of bears that seemed to eat several children at a time.

How should I put it? This metaphor is actually quite appropriate. After all, you see, you have to say that pandas look quite silly and not aggressive at all, but the bite force of humans is also ranked high in the entire animal kingdom.

Chernobog is in a similar state. Its attitude towards infected people is not as hostile and repulsive as Ursus as a whole. But if you want to tell the truth that it is not repellent at all, then you are lying. Compared to other countries, it is still relatively strict. Harsh.

But this harsh attitude is already settled in Ursas. At least it won't throw you into the mine directly to squeeze out the remaining value. You can even enter the city as long as you have a legal and compliant security identity. Take a walk.

However, Chernobog was not like this from the beginning. It was about three years ago... Of course, it could only be two years. She couldn't remember exactly how long ago it was. After all, what happened at that time It seems that this happened towards the end of the year.

千;寻?"免;.;?费;:小!'';说'裙.",;2.',!?5,':5"".:5:;!"!9:.!5"3";";,0???;0　　现在来切尔诺伯格在路上拉着一些当地人问的话，还能见到不少自称亲身经历过的人，简单来说就是当时切尔诺伯格发生了比较严重的暴乱，而最后解决这件事的人，是一个感染者。

It is said that this person seems to have died, but the life he paid did succeed to a certain extent and indirectly led to a slight improvement in the attitude of the people here towards the infected.

Although those who initiated the riots were also infected people, those infected people who initiated the riots were regarded as a kind of control group under the influence of that person, which had such a contrasting effect that people who experienced it personally at that time felt that the infection There are indeed people like the latter among them.

Nothing is more profound than personal experience, and this is not experienced by just one or two people. It is something that almost half of the city has experienced personally, and it can be changed through mutual communication between groups. people's attitude towards it.

Someone will change greatly and become willing to understand the infected person, and in the process become psychologically acceptable to the infected person.

There are also people who hold a neutral attitude. They haven't changed much, but they are much better than the hostility.

Of course, there are also some people with more rigid thinking who still believe that all infected people are dangerous.

But even these rigid-thinking people would almost never talk about the infected person who saved people. After all, they were kind, and they almost collectively acquiesced that they should not talk about this person.

This leads to a very magical situation when traveling to Chernobog.

If you are from outside, you can express your closeness to infected people in street conversations and no one will say anything about you.

You can also say that you don't care, or that you hate and hate infected people. It doesn't matter, and maybe many people will agree.

But if foreign tourists point to the name at the beginning of the monument based on their prejudice against infected people, that is, the infected person who kept saving people during the riots...

Let us congratulate this foreign visitor. He will be able to see that the Chernobog residents who were at odds over different opinions not long ago suddenly magically united the front.

And if he is unlucky and what he says happens to reach the ears of some fanatics who take this matter very seriously, then...then he will probably have a very fulfilling and unforgettable time in Chernobog. journey of.

This rather miraculous situation made her a little interested in this place, and the change in the attitude towards infected people here also meant that she didn't need to worry about so many things here.

If she had the same attitude towards infected people as before, she probably wouldn't be willing to come here. It's not that she's afraid of danger or being targeted by locals. That kind of thing doesn't matter to her who is always surrounded by death. Trouble, after all, if everyone rejects the infected, she will have to face a steady stream of people to annoy her even when she walks normally.

But now it is much more convenient.

In addition, she noticed not long ago that Texas seemed to have accepted a certain commission and came here to look for something. She had wanted to come here to have a look, so naturally she followed her here, thinking See if you can catch up with your old friend or discover anything interesting.

However, there was no need to go up and meet Texas so quickly. She knew that Texas always avoided her intentionally. She just wanted to pay attention from a distance and did not intend to really ignore others. Feeling like saying hello in the past and interfering too much in the other person's life.

So after observing from a distance that Texas was going deep into the core, and that there seemed to be only one way to get there, she did not continue to follow, but wandered around the nearby city like a tourist. I got up, planning to wait until Texas left later, and then go in through that road to see what was inside.

'Although it has changed, it is still a bit uncomfortable. 'Feeling the looks from the people around her, she thought about whether to change to the trail.

There was really nothing that could be done about it. Even though Chernobog was no longer so averse to infected people walking on the street, this Luper's appearance was still a bit too eye-catching.

Although her overall appearance looks frail and somewhat sickly gray, the scars all over her exposed skin, as well as the large area of ​​black crystals embedded in her legs that pierce into her flesh, make anyone who notices her instinctively It was equated with danger, and the vertical scars across her eyes made her look a little ferocious no matter what facial expression she made.

Although these eye-catching scars and dangerous Originium crystals could be covered up by wearing thicker clothes, she didn't like the sneaky look of wearing thick clothes to cover herself up.

'Forget it, just take the trail. '

She didn’t want to wear too tight, but the experience of being looked at by passers-by wherever she went, as if they were dangerous animals, also made Lapland feel a little uncomfortable. Finally, after thinking about it, she chose A compromise is to take a path with fewer people.

If you take the small road, there won't be so many things...

"Ouch...!"