Yang Ming, this was my name before time travel, and it is also the name I have been given now.
I am convinced that Yang does not know what his original name is, and some seemingly unrelated things have accidentally coincided.
This is obviously a meaningful coincidence, maybe it is the so-called fate.
I noticed that the unknown wanderer in the distance was also looking here. I don't know why, but I seemed to be able to get some information about his movements by feeling without having to observe him specifically.
"He seems to have some needs. Maybe you can..."
"Does he also want to have a name? Well, indeed, it is quite troublesome for him to pronounce these five characters now, but..."
Yang paused and said,
"I want to ask you, that guy, in your human history, has he ever killed innocent people indiscriminately?"
Yang's tone was much lower, and his voice sounded so sharp that it made people's hearts tremble, and even the face of the unknown wanderer in the distance began to turn blue.
Huh? Yang and I were having a conversation in our heads? It was as if he had heard this reaction.
After searching the knowledge base carefully, there is indeed no record of unknown wanderers hurting people.
"No, I don't know how you define 'innocent', but he has no experience of killing anyone. In fact, human fleets have attacked him many times. Generally speaking, he would only destroy the warship itself and then run away."
Because of the blessing of the device system, it is impossible to die just by destroying the battleship and exposing the body to the universe.
"Oh, really, that's good. Hey, that kid over there, you will be called Wuming from now on. If you remove the wanderer, it will be too troublesome to read."
It's really puzzling. Can the other party really hear the conversation directly in the head without controlling the body?
"Ah, I understand, my name is Wuming."
But he really heard it. Wuming raised his head and simply replied.
"Can you hear directly what we're saying?"
I asked Wuming directly.
He didn't say much, but pointed at the liquid on my body.
It turns out that this effect was added after the Fountain of Youth was shared, but this is fine. It is quite convenient if we can communicate directly with each other.
"Pfft, don't pay too much attention to this guy. Just think of him as a cat and leave him alone."
"cat?"
"Yes, cat, huh? What's your reaction? You won't let cats become extinct, will you?"
"No, no, that's not the case. It's just that the market for pets is not very big anymore, but fusion genes are very popular..."
"Huh? Gene fusion? What kind of heretical practice is this? However, does this fusion you are talking about mean that it can grow animal ears?"
"This is indeed the performance of some traits after merging traditional animal genes. Generally speaking, this is done to obtain the corresponding physiques of these creatures. For example, if you fuse cat genes, you can become more agile and faster.
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"It sounds quite fun. I would like to try it out if I have a chance."
"There will be many opportunities in the future."
"Yeah, that's great."
…
I still feel like I care about the things I just said to Wuming.
"Speaking of which, Yang, you seem to be unusually sensitive to the word human, and I always feel that some kind of change has occurred in my body..."
"Have you noticed? Hey, actually I..."
Yang's voice gradually became smaller, and he sounded a little guilty, and said softly,
"Not human."
"What?"
Not a human being? Then the things that have happened so far make sense. No wonder Wuming acted like this before. He didn't treat me as a human being.
"How should I put this? The situation of my race is quite strange. Please let me sort out some thoughts."
"Oh well."
"Simply put, it is my mother's ability. She can copy her skills to the individual she recognizes. Once the copy is successful, the body will automatically transform into her race. This is not affected by genetic information such as genes.
of."
Yang paused,
"As for my father, he is just an ordinary person. In fact, from a genetic point of view, my mother's genetic information is also a human being. As for her previous experiences, I don't know very well."
"What's my situation?"
"Since the genetic information of your body is almost the same as mine, when you awaken the inheritance skill [Transformation], it is directly modified to match your race. It feels like the system has made an error."
"In other words, I am no longer human."
It felt very strange. The change in identity made me feel physically weak.
"Don't be too sad. Logically speaking, if your genetic information is not changed at all, humans should not be able to find out whether you are human or not."
Seemingly seeing the change in my mentality, Yang planned to continue to comfort me.
"Actually, my mother was the one who originally had this ability. She also randomly chose a racial name called 'Ghost Clan'. Of course, not many people know about it. We were just joking."
It's not very useful information.
"Ah, also, I thought about it. In fact, we have certain deformation abilities. Our bodies can be partially deformed."
Hmm? This is quite interesting.
"[Overlook]."
With the help of the third perspective, Yang Ming carefully observed his appearance. Except for the white hair after the transformation, it seemed that his face had become a little younger?
"Hehe, this is just the basics. In fact, when you become stronger, you can also grow some appendages, and you can use those things to launch attacks such as energy fluctuations."
"That seems pretty powerful."
Things seemed to have come to an end, and I began to get closer to Wuming. Now only his teleportation skill that can emit black space can get us out of here.
"Ahhhh, you? You!"
At this time Yang started to exclaim,
"Why did you make all my 'stuff' disappear?"
Yang was obviously pointing at Wuming's body. It turned out that he looked genderless because he used the ability to transform.
"I think it's inconvenient, so I don't want it."
Wuming said lightly.
"Wow, that's too much. This is my body."
"Okay, okay, now it's someone else's body. If he doesn't think it's necessary, it's best not to force him to change, right?"
I tried to comfort Yang, but it seemed that it was not irreversible.
"Well, actually I don't really care, I was just a little shocked."
"Well, speaking of which, Yang, what is your original gender?"
I haven't asked specifically before, so I might as well ask now.
"Me? I'm a man."
Is he really a male? Although his voice sounds very much like a girl, I can see that Wuming's body is obviously underdeveloped. Maybe he is a boy who has not yet reached the stage of changing his voice.
...It doesn't seem right. Yang has obviously lived for a long time.
"Biological sex is not something."
The nameless voice came faintly,
"You have gender dysphoria."
"This? How is it possible!"
Yang exclaimed, and controlled his body to snap his fingers, activating some unknown ability.