Crow's Paradise

Chapter 184 Native Consciousness

Arnold entered the house.

The familiar woman with three eyes, the woman he should call his sister, appeared in his field of vision.

When the woman saw him, she seemed stunned for a moment, then she seemed to understand something and smiled:

"It seems like there's still nothing gained. It's pretty good."

However, these words stopped Arnold, who was walking towards her.

Immediately, Arnold's eyes, which were scanning the ground, raised his head and took the three-eyed woman into his field of vision:

"What's the meaning?"

"Means nothing."

The three-eyed woman smiled and said:

"I'm just afraid that if my identity as the body's native consciousness is discovered, I will be executed immediately."

When Arnold heard this, his pupils shrank slightly and he looked at the other person:

"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 back to look:

"I'm just curious why you are so determined to find the 'black market'?"

"It is inevitable for those of us, native individuals who were bred from mothers in black market laboratories, to be curious about our origins. However, tracing our origins at the cost of our lives is not something I can understand."

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

Regarding her question, Arnold just touched the camouflaged goggles on his eyes, and then took them off, revealing the huge one eye:

“Why do people keep having mind shifts?”

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

"Why do they think they have transferred their consciousness?"

These words caused the eyes on the three-eyed woman's forehead to open.

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

"The memory blocks in the cyclops' brains develop very early, and the memory blocks in your three-eyed people's brains develop earlier than us."

He said and then asked:

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

"Those who carried out consciousness transfer, did they realize that they were transferred?"

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

Arnold's huge one eye looked at her:

"Everyone who undergoes a transfer of consciousness dies."

"The so-called successful transfer only means that the transferee's memory file is read by the newborn whose consciousness has been cleared."

He said, his eyes falling on the magazine in front of the other party.

"When you read the magazine, do you become a vessel for consciousness transfer?"

He squinted his eyes and said in a cold tone:

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

Regarding this sentence, the three-eyed woman just shrugged her shoulders and said with an indifferent attitude:

"That's right, I am Stacia, it's just a title."

"Just a title?"

Arnold's tone became increasingly cold:

"Character, behavior, when do we have to disguise ourselves when we are out in action? Is it just a name?"

And "Stasia" just blinked her third eye:

"Then I'm really sorry. My personality is exactly the same as the original owner of that memory, and there is no conflict."

After saying this, she seemed to think of something and smiled:

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

Click.

"Then I should kill you now."

With extraordinary indifference, when the gun was pointed at Stasia's head and pointed at the one eye on her forehead, Arnold's finger was also on the trigger:

"It makes me sick to my stomach."

"Okay, okay, I surrender~"

Regarding his attitude, Stasia just showed a helpless look and raised her hands:

"What you have to do is most important."

This perfunctory attitude made Arnold's finger pull the trigger.

boom! ! !

Along with the gunshot, the bullet tore the air from the gun chamber and shot out.

Stasia turned her head slightly, glanced at the bullet holes in the wall behind her, and sneered:

"You are so timid."

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

Arnold didn't respond to her fierce sarcasm. He just took the information and opened it.

After his eyes glanced at every line of text on the document, he threw the document back on the table, then pulled the disguised eyepiece back to the eye position, and turned around and left the room without saying a single hello.

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

However, when he saw the Cyclops huddled on the street of giants again, Arnold couldn't help but stop again.

He walked up to the Cyclops and asked aloud:

"Why are you here?"

The Cyclops with a weak voice responded:

“There is no job because I am not strong enough and there is no job that I can do.”

The cyclops' face was pale and he said feebly:

"There is no job, no treatment, and my strength is getting weaker and weaker."

Arnold's gaze passed over the opponent's arm, which was almost like a dead branch. After a brief silence, he said:

"Move my things for me and come with me. I'll let you have something to eat first, but there's no salary. The salary is to keep you fed until you're full."

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

"No problem, I accept it."

Then, the pale cyclops climbed up with all his strength, and followed Arnold away at a slow pace.

Not long after, the door opened, and Stasia glanced at the disappearing figures of the two people, and shook her head:

"Pathetic pity."

"Sad mercy."

Yao Yan looked at all this indifferently.

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

The original driving force of compassion is based on human beings as group animals, the mutual aid instinct engraved in genes, and the group selection that can be altruistic and self-interested.

After humans gain rationality and are able to make value judgments, this instinctive compassion will be strengthened or weakened.

For Yao Yan, there was only weakening.

He will only make value choices based on stakes.

Things that humans would not consciously include compassion based on empathy into the stakes would not happen to him.

However, when he was observing Arnold disguised as an underground elf from a distance, he suddenly noticed a rat man coming to him.

ps: The temperature suddenly dropped. The high fever that lasted for several months suddenly disappeared. This weather

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