Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

"The memory has been implanted. 』

"Start to wake up..."

Waking up from the culture tank, Qi found herself back in a base at the headquarters of the Assassin's Guild.

Assassin's Guild, the memory in Qi's mind told him what these four words meant.

Plowing shadows, the god of death in the night.

Every time the Assassin's Guild issues a mission, it's a murder.

No one can survive the mission of the Assassin's Guild, and no one knows how many unactivated assassins there are in the Assassin's Guild.

Just like Qi, his training, proficiency in assassination skills, and the targets he has assassinated before are something that only the truly top powers can cultivate.

In the culture tank, the nutrient solution gradually decreased, and then Qi walked out of it.

After the body was restored, all the hidden wounds, scars, etc. were restored to be the same as those of a normal person.

At the same time, the strength and attributes of the body have been enhanced. At this time, Qi clearly knows that he can now crush his original self at will.

A man wearing a mask and black robe walked up to Qi.

He/she is wearing gloves and is covered so tightly that it is impossible to tell who he/she is. But according to the memory in Qi's mind and the identification tag on his waist, it is enough to prove that he is the publisher of this mission.

The masked man did not speak, but handed him a scroll.

The scroll automatically opened in mid-air, revealing the text inside.

"Japan, assassinate XX, XX... for ten days"

The detailed text does not explain.

This is the case with the Assassin's Guild. The only things given to these people are assassination lists and time limits, and they are required to complete the rest by themselves.

Qi turned and left expressionlessly.

...After he left, the masked man took off his mask and then changed all his clothes.

"The performance is very good." After taking off the mask, Bai Mo clapped his hands.

"Oh, my acting skills can't be detected by a fake like his."

The walls and the bloody Assassin's Guild base projections all around were canceled at this moment, revealing the original appearance of the laboratory.

"I really didn't expect that after I overwrote the incomplete memory, the evolutionary differentiation could actually allow the clone to develop its own personality."

Baimo No. 12 shook a stack of white paper in his hand, but there was nothing on it. But everyone here knew that this was an anomaly in the experiment.

Bai Mo said that all his memories passed through the elements and covered his spirit on the clones, allowing him to multi-task. These clones are all Bai Mo himself.

Thinking, memory, spirit, etc. are interconnected, and each other understands what they are thinking.

But incomplete memory, or rather independent knowledge that does not involve Bai Mo's own experience, will form a new life that has no connection with "Bai Mo".

This new life, according to Bai Mo's ideas, has a set "personality", "life", "habits", etc.

It's as if Bai Mo is the creator, writing a character with a pen and then creating him.

This character, according to the accompanying series of false memories, is indistinguishable from the real person.

"What is the difference between people?" Baimo No. 12 smiled and picked up a tube of reagent that emitted a golden glow on the table and shook it gently.

"Memory? No, memory can be added and modified. Under Odin's erasure, the world lost Chu Zihang's memory."

"Soul? Just like I created the counterfeit Qi, I can play with, manufacture, and even create these meaningless sub-bodies at will."

"Does he have a soul? I don't think so. But everyone he meets thinks he has a soul."

At this time, You Baimo replied: "Self? The so-called self is just a different concept pieced together by these memories. If everything is lost, then the self will not exist."

"And what is the nature of memory?" Baimo No. 12 asked himself.

When a person grows up, his parents, relatives, friends, passers-by...these things he encounters, encounters, or perhaps sees and hears, together make up this person.

Humans are social animals - Bai Mo agrees with this statement.

Baimo No. 0 spoke calmly: "Let's begin, 'blaspheme' the restricted area of ​​life."

"We will eventually complete our evolution."

Qi, a qualified experimental subject.

He was created by Bai Mo. He has the same origin (genetic source) as Bai Mo, but he is a completely different individual.

This is the first step.

Bai Mo successfully verified the existence of elements and the almost ubiquitous gadgets in space, which allowed Bai Mo to achieve spiritual coverage and control multiple bodies at the same time.

If we use the words of cultivating immortals on the Internet, then the current Baimo soul is powerful enough to be divided into multiple parts and control several bodies at the same time.

The broken spirit can recreate life!

As in the myth - Emperor Wa created humans!

"let's start."

In the culture tank, a newborn individual develops rapidly.

Nourished by the dragon's blood, it had completed three years in just a few minutes.

Then, as it continued to catalyze, it gradually became him, a fully developed boy of sixteen or seventeen.

In the same way as Qi, Bai Mo gave him memories and created his personality.

"Adam...this is your name."

In the culture tank, Adam was still asleep.

Bai Mo didn't panic and started to give him the so-called soul step by step.

"The second step is, if I put my spirit, my memory and thinking, into your body, will you become me?"

Assume it exists and test the theory.

As Bai Mo increases his investment in himself.

Adam, who was originally in the culture tank, actually had a ferocious look on his expression.

He was in pain, and this kind of mental torture from the bottom of his heart made him miserable.

Bai Mo's thoughts, Bai Mo's consciousness, Bai Mo's thinking, Bai Mo's personality...there was a fierce conflict with his self.

At the same time, since Adam himself was created by Bai Mo, the current Adam is unable to resist at all.

The defenses he built were nothing but jokes that could be easily broken.

With Bai Mo's continuous input, Adam's face gradually returned to calm.

At this time, Bai Mo also discovered that another side of his vision appeared.

The picture in front of me is dark, nothing, and void...

Adam opened his eyes and Baimo saw "himself".

Look at yourself from inside Adam's body through the culture tank!

"I succeeded, no, failed."

Bai Mo shook his head.

Successfully, this kind of spiritual tentacles of one's own can swallow up the personality of the target individual and assimilate the target individual.

But it failed because the assimilation was too thorough.

——He ate Adam himself.

It's like absorbing what originally belonged to you.

Seven minutes and 41 seconds.

The foam digested Adam and replaced him.

"Elements are truly wonderful existences."

How did the dragon civilization collapse?

The elements have such terrifying characteristics, and the Nibelungs can even exist in the form of space technology. Odin can modify the memory of all mankind and smear fictional history at will...

How could those dragon kings, the monsters at the top of the dragon clan, be killed by hybrids?

Or is it that they are not the Dragon King, but just the projection of the Dragon King, the remaining historical mark... What is the answer?

These questions appeared in Bai Mo's mind.

I just use the elements and extend my spiritual tentacles to devour and replace them. So how did those dragon civilizations who control the elements create subspace dragons like the Nibelungs disappear?

A hybrid kills a dragon king...can a hybrid really successfully hunt a dragon?

Or what form should life take, and how should the economic cycle be constructed?

"How do you feel now?"

Bai Mo looked at Adam. They both knew what the other wanted to say without having to speak.

Adam: Very nice body.

Baimo No. 0: What about other aspects?

Adam: I am more familiar with the techniques in "Adam".

Bai Mo·No. 0: After being swallowed by the spiritual tentacles, it can inherit the wisdom in the target's body...continue the experiment.

Thanks to Santian, Mo Yunxi, and monthly pass for calligraphy and painting.