At first, Fu Xiro just had an idea that was almost a whim.
If only these trivial things, these meaningless days, the roads that had to be taken, the words that had to be said, the people that had to be known and then killed, could all be completed while sleepwalking.
It is certainly unrealistic to expect "sleepwalking".
Just like a tired and overdrawn office worker, every time the alarm clock rings, he will have the thought "It would be great if someone could take my place at work"; if he closes his eyes, another personality will take over his body.
, walk through life for him, so that he no longer has to be tortured and ruined by countless small pebbles day after day...
However, among his many abilities, the only one that is related to "personality" and "body" is not to produce multiple personalities from one body, but to gain control of multiple bodies from one personality.
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Isn't this too ironic?
Fu Xiro thought at first that the care he had received had its end and that there were areas that could not be taken care of. The restrictions of the apocalyptic world finally fell in front of him and turned into a wall, blocking his way. No matter how strong he was, he could not
You can't create a personality out of thin air and put your heavy life on the other person's shoulders.
However, it didn't take long for that ability that he almost never used to improve; after a few years, that ability was upgraded and evolved again.
"At the beginning, I didn't realize the significance of this 'physical ability' to me. Because it was so useless, I only opened it a handful of times in the years after it evolved."
Fusiro slowly moved his limbs, as if he had just woken up from this body, so he had to adapt and put it back on his body.
"I feel unbearably bothered by my own body and my own life... How can I create a few more new bodies? Dragging several bodies by myself, I am distracted from controlling, operating, fighting... so much useless work
, just to ensure that the first person can survive?"
He smiled self-deprecatingly. "I'm not interested in committing suicide. But that's what I mean, people, run as fast as they can, just to stay where they are."
"So at the beginning, you couldn't create a 'personality' as a body steward?" Lin Sanjiu asked. "It's just a body?"
"Yes, no. People who are no longer under the care of God also have their initial period of weakness." Fusiro said softly, "At that time, I could only control a few bodies to move... Isn't it the most useless thing? I
I don’t even want to control my own body.”
Perhaps it was precisely because of the mentality of the ability owner that during the next few upgrades of his ability, it also moved in a direction where Fusiro gradually began to find it useful.
"Soon I realized that I could put a consciousness of my design into my body. No, a personality."
He laughed hoarsely.
"I saw with my own eyes how a person created by me truly and wholeheartedly believed that he was the person in his memory. The personal history I wrote temporarily became his life; I determined him
His likes and dislikes, desires, personality, hobbies, what he fears, what secrets he carries...I also decided what he would be moved about now. It's like the creator wrote a stage character, but the difference is that I wrote it
, will always become a real person.”
"Jotans."
The name suddenly popped into her mind; Lin Sanjiu lowered her head and wiped her face heavily. The touch of her palms stroking her skin rubbed her nerve endings, making her feel that she was not dreaming and was sitting steadily. This moment, this place.
"I haven't told you Jotense's story yet...but that can wait until you finish."
Fu Xiro nodded.
Next, there is nothing surprising: when he discovers that he can create a "consciousness" that uses his body for him, it means that Fusiro can finally hand over his body and life to another person. People have to endure it.
"It sounds a bit selfish, doesn't it? I let others bear it for me when I don't want to bear it. But you see... the vast majority of people in the world don't feel that their lives are full of energy at all. I don't feel that the world in front of me is so flat and thin, and I won't suffer from it. It doesn't matter if I let someone like that replace me. They can't even understand why someone as powerful as me can't. I will be constantly cut and torn by so many little things in daily life. Someone once asked me, wouldn’t it be enough if you just stock up on a few more pots?”
He shook his head and laughed to himself. "Look, even if I spend a lot of time and energy and stock up on ten thousand pots, it's just so that the pots will be clean the next time I eat. In order to stay where they are, how much human beings have to do Work hard."
Lin Sanjiu understood a little bit.
As long as the body of "Fu Xiro" is handed over to the personality of "Lord of Li", then Fu Xiro himself can fall into a peaceful sleep - the outside world is simply divorced from him; life The pain, dullness, and hardness in life are all another person's troubles.
"You chose a character...from the comics?" Lin Sanjiu asked, tilting his head.
Fu Xiluo still looked a little embarrassed, and smiled softly, with the corners of her peach-blossom eyes almost turning faintly red. "Yes."
Maybe it wasn't important, but Lin Sanjiu still asked: "Why?"
Unconsciously, her tone became much softer.
"He's very light."
Fushiro's answer sounded difficult to understand at first. He turned over his palms, as if he wanted to observe whether they were still the same after many years.
"Comic characters... even if they are in pain, they are as light as paper and can be turned over. After turning over, he is still the somewhat cynical, intelligent and unfettered Li Zhijun. He will not be like that Just like a real person... Every step he takes drags the heavy past soaked in pain, like a water ghost who has finally landed ashore.
"Don't look at me like this, but I hope that after 'Fusiro' falls into a deep sleep, the person who takes over my body will be a person who lives life with gusto."
He took a look at Lin Sanjiu.
"I couldn't imagine how I could live my life happily in this boring world...so I used the character of a ready-made comic character. What's more, his name is also very good, isn't it?"
"How to say?"
"His appearance means that my life and I are about to separate. 'Lord of Li' is a perfect fit." Fusiro laughed, "What's more, I'm still the same age and appearance as that comic character. It's somewhat similar - it's basically God's care for me again!"
"how about you?"
Lin Sanjiu leaned forward slightly, and she was slightly surprised. She actually felt a little worried. Even though she knew that Fu Xilao was still fine, even sitting in front of her at this moment. "My consciousness fell into a deep sleep...
Isn’t this dangerous? Can’t it go on like this?”
Fu Xiluo raised his head and glanced at her blankly.
After a few seconds, he lowered his head again and said "hmm" from his nose.
"I said that I have no interest in seeking death. It just happens that I have no interest in life either. I still took the insurance measures that should be taken... For example, 'Fusiro' has too many abilities and is too strong.
, they don’t fit the character of ‘Lord of Li’, and I don’t know what ‘Lord of Li’ will do with them and what consequences they will have.”
He made a cutting gesture and said: "So I 'sealed' most of my abilities, leaving only a small part to 'Lord of Li'."
Li Zhijun, who only has a small amount of abilities, is also a first-class evolver in the apocalyptic world... Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you afraid that Li Zhijun is not capable enough, and if you encounter an accident, you will also be affected by it?"
Is your body dead?"
Fushiro's answer is not surprising.
He just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then die. Everyone must die."
Another insurance measure is that when someone within a few hundred meters of "Li Zhijun" speaks the name "Fu Xilao", Fu Xilao will be awakened.
"[Concept Collision], haven't you also experienced it?" Fu Xiluo raised his hand, and a piece of bright text suddenly appeared in the air, which shocked Lin Sanjiu - "Use this, you can set up
The conditions for awakening have been determined.”
"Wait a minute," Lin Sanjiu had already jumped up, blood rushing to her head: "You also have this ability?"
Since Oasis was obliterated, the old woman in her "seed" ability also disappeared with her; this is normal, because the old woman herself is the product of Oasis's consciousness - but she never expected that
You can also see [Concept Bump] again.
"This is my ability in itself." Fu Xiluo said matter-of-factly.
"I thought [Concept Collision] was Ousius's ability -" Lin Sanjiu stared at the text, sweat almost falling down his back.
It wasn't that she doubted that Fu Shima would take action immediately, it was because the shadow this thing cast on her was too deep.
"Didn't I say that I sealed many abilities. I didn't give Lord Li the [Concept Collision] nor the ability to generate a new body."
Fu Xiluo wanted to smile, but it turned into a sigh. "At that time, Momo Huhudi knew that I would wake up one day, and this way of leaving my life to others cannot continue forever. Even if I didn't
When people say the name Fushiro, Mr. Li, as the steward of my body, his existence will probably come to an end."
This... is the origin of the name "Body Butler", right?
He really found a successor for his body and his life.
"I made a lot of preparations at that time, and it would be meaningless to elaborate on them one by one. All in all, I hoped that Mr. Li could survive, and I also provided him with safety guarantees as much as possible. One of them was that I left behind several
Many body stewards drift with Li Zhijun in the apocalyptic world as a kind of secret protection.
"But what I didn't expect was that after I fell into a deep sleep, the 'body steward' I had previously formed as a collective body began to gradually form a new consciousness... like a bee composed of multiple individuals.
A swarm or a colony of ants, but showing a single will to the outside world."
Fu Xiluo smiled bitterly.
"This new consciousness, because it is produced by each body, can gather the abilities of each body... In other words, it has bypassed my blockade on Lord Li."
Lin Sanjiu slowly opened her mouth.
"So... Oulcyus possesses Fusiro's ability?" She paused and then asked: "In other words, before being awakened today, you didn't know the existence of Oulcyus at all?"
