Chapter 184 Native Consciousness

Arnold entered the house.

The familiar woman with three eyes, whom he should call his sister, appeared in his sight.

The woman seemed to be stunned when she saw him, and then seemed to understand something and smiled:

"It seems that there is still no gain, which is good."

However, this sentence made Arnold, who was walking towards her, stop.

Then, Arnold, who was originally scanning the ground, raised his head and took in the three-eyed woman:

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing."

The three-eyed woman smiled and said:

"I'm just afraid that my identity as the original consciousness of the body will be discovered and I will be executed immediately."

Arnold's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and he looked at her:

"What do you want to say?"

"Nothing."

The three-eyed woman put down the pipe in her hand, knocked on the ashtray, and then turned her sight back:

"I'm just curious why you are so persistent in finding the 'black market'?"

"We, the original individuals bred by the mother in the black market laboratory, are indeed curious about our origins, but tracing our origins at the cost of our lives is not something I can understand."

As she said, she shook off all the ashes in the pipe, and the single eye on her forehead closed at this moment.

In response to her question, Arnold simply touched the binocular eyepieces that served as a disguise, then took them off, revealing the huge single eye:

"Why do people keep transferring consciousness?"

Arnold asked a question, and before the three-eyed woman could answer, he continued:

"Why do they feel that they have transferred consciousness?"

This sentence made the three-eyed woman open her eyes on her forehead.

Arnold did not wait for the three-eyed woman to respond, and continued:

"The memory blocks in the brain of the Cyclops developed very early, and the memory blocks in the brain of you three-eyed people should develop earlier than ours."

He said, and then asked:

"You should be able to see it, you should be able to remember it, right?"

"Have the consciousness of those who have transferred consciousness been transferred?"

"They just extract the spiritual memory of a person who wants to transfer consciousness, and then clear the original consciousness memory of a newly cultivated body, forcing it to read the extracted memory files."

Arnold's huge one eye looked at her:

"Everyone who has transferred consciousness died."

"The so-called successful transfer is just to let the memory file of the transferee be read by the newborn whose consciousness has been cleared."

He said, his eyes fell on the magazine in front of the other person.

"You read the magazine, so you become a container for consciousness transfer?"

He narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone:

"Have you forgotten that I am not Arnold, and you are not Stasia. This is just the name of the source of the memory that those who forgot to clear our original consciousness asked us to 'read'."

As for this sentence, the three-eyed woman just shrugged her shoulders and said indifferently:

"I am Stasia, it's just a name."

"Just a name?"

Arnold's tone became more and more indifferent:

"Personality, behavior, when have we had to disguise ourselves when we act outside? It's just a name?"

And "Stasia" just blinked her third eye:

"That's really sorry, my personality is exactly the same as the original owner of that memory, and there is no conflict."

Speaking of this, she seemed to remember something and laughed:

"Yes, that's right, you can think that my original consciousness is dead, and now here is the original owner of that memory, Stasia."

Click.

"Then I should kill you now."

With an unusually indifferent attitude, while pointing the gun at Stasia's head and the single eye on her forehead, Arnold's finger was also on the trigger:

"It makes me sick."

"Okay, okay, I surrender~"

In response to his attitude, Stasia just showed a helpless look and raised her hands:

"What you have to do is the most important."

This perfunctory attitude made Arnold pull the trigger.

Bang! ! !

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, the bullet tore through the air and shot out from the gun barrel.

Stasia tilted her head slightly, glanced at the bullet hole on the wall behind her, and sneered:

"You are really timid."

After saying that, she stood up directly, picked up a stack of documents on the corner of the table, and threw it towards Arnold.

Arnold did not respond to her timid sarcasm, but just caught the documents and flipped them open.

After his eyes swept over every line of words on the document, he threw the document back on the table, pulled the disguised eyepiece back to the position of his eyes, and turned around and left the house without saying goodbye.

After leaving the house, he immediately returned along the way he came, as if he was going to leave the same way.

However, when he saw the Cyclops curled up on the Giant Street again, Arnold couldn't help but stop again.

He walked to the Cyclops and asked:

"Why are you here?"

The Cyclops responded weakly:

"There is no work, because I don't have enough strength, and I don't have any work to do."

The Cyclops was pale, and said weakly:

"I have no job, I can't treat my illness, and my strength is getting weaker and weaker."

Arnold's eyes swept across the other's arms that were almost like dead branches. After a brief silence, he said:

"Move things for me, come with me, and let you eat something first, but there is no salary. The salary is to let you eat as much as you want."

The Cyclops was stunned for a moment, and then smiled:

"No problem, I accept it."

Then, the pale Cyclops tried his best to get up, and left behind Arnold at a slow pace.

Not long after, the door opened, and Stasia looked at the disappearing backs of the two and shook her head:

"Pathetic pity."

"Pathetic pity."

Yao Yan looked at all this indifferently.

He knew what pity was, but he had no pity.

The original motivation of pity is based on the mutual assistance instinct engraved in the genes of human beings as group animals, and the group choice that can benefit others and themselves.

After humans have rationality and can make value judgments, this instinctive compassion will be strengthened or weakened.

But for Yao Yan, it will only be weakened.

He will only make value choices based on interests.

Humans will unconsciously include compassion based on empathy into interests, but this will not happen to him.

However, just as he was observing Arnold disguised as an underground elf from a distance, he suddenly found a ratman coming to his side.

ps: The temperature suddenly dropped, the high fever that lasted for several months suddenly disappeared, this weather