Ji Qinglin was also startled when he saw a flash of light.
Fear is secondary. After all, I have learned how to draw thunder. Even if there are real ghosts and ghosts, I have to keep it to myself.
Mainly because I was a little surprised. After all, Xiaojiang said that there were turns in the tunnel, so the light inside could not be exposed. Could it be that "green" is still there?
Does he really just happen to look like me? Still living in seclusion down there for so long? Isn't it a bit presumptuous of me to do this?
Resisting all kinds of strange thoughts that popped up in his mind, Ji Qinglin slowly walked into the tunnel.
The blue-green light source flashing in front gradually became clear, and it was not an electrical appliance or a soul.
Just a tiny amount of will-o'-the-wisp coming out of the cracks in the wall.
The fire was extremely weak and was blown out by the wind as soon as it reached the vicinity.
Where did the will-o'-the-wisp come from? It's neither a swamp nor a cemetery, so the phosphorus content isn't that high, right?
But after all, it was not the focus of this trip. After confirming that there was no problem with the air, Ji Qinglin carefully walked inside, turned two corners, and finally entered the huge room that Jiang Chen mentioned.
Facing the darkness, Ji Qinglin tentatively called out:
"The overall lighting, beige gradually brightens?"
Surprisingly, the room actually slowly lit up. Although there seemed to be something wrong with the two lights in the corner, it did not affect the small shock it brought to Ji Qinglin.
Damn, what energy? It’s still usable after all this time!
There are beds, tables, cabinets and other daily necessities, and there is actually a big screen on the wall.
But everything in sight has been covered with a layer of gray dust, showing the thickness of the years.
It looks like no one has lived there for a long time.
Xiao Jiang was right, "Qing" had left.
Although this situation is the most likely outcome among the expected results, it still makes people feel a little disappointed when they see that the house is empty.
Ji Qinglin walked into the house, searching for possible clues while trying to recall everything about this place.
But the strange thing is that I still can't resonate with this place.
If I am really the "Qing" who came out of the mountain, then the memory deletion is too clean, right?
The clothes in the house were basically medical clothes, and the several boxes of compressed food found seemed to have almost melted into one. These antique foods seemed to have not been used much.
Although there are many living equipment, they are all simple and durable. The final conclusion reached is the same as Xiaojiang: this should be an emergency shelter prepared in advance.
It's basically the same as what Xiao Jiang said, except for one place.
Many old medical instruments stacked in the corner were cleared to the side, revealing a rusty metal door that had been opened.
There is no light inside, and the light in the room cannot cover it. With the help of lighting gloves, it can be vaguely seen that there is a room of thirty or forty square meters inside.
There are two ancient operating beds and supporting medical equipment placed near the entrance. On the table in the center of the house is a gray-white cylinder about one meter high and nearly half a meter in diameter. Several pipelines can be seen. Connected to the cylinder.
On the wall farther away from him, there were more than ten morgues arranged neatly.
Ji Qinglin frowned slightly, wondering what was going on? Could it be that when "Qing" said he had a body, he was referring to these corpses?
Go to the center first and look carefully at the strange cylinder on the table.
After wiping it with gloves, the dust on the surface of the cylinder fell off, revealing the glass-like transparent substance behind it.
It's a glass cabinet.
After wiping off the dust on the entire surface, Ji Qinglin noticed that the glass cabinet was filled with clear liquid, and in the center of the clear liquid was a metal box the size of a notebook.
This is? I have heard of Brain in a Vat, but this is my first time seeing Notebook in a Vat.
Buzz——
Before Ji Qinglin could take a closer look, he suddenly felt the table in front of him shake slightly, and then the glass jar on the table lit up with a faint white light.
Ji Qinglin was wary and just as he left the table, a man's voice sounded like a man's joking voice:
"Ji Qinglin, are you too slow?"
There is no doubt that the sound is coming from the glass cabinet in front of me. Is this the true form of "Qing"?
"You know me? Are you Qing?"
"Oh? Do you know my name? So you have accumulated enough immortal remains? It's not that fast. Did you meet your apprentice?"
"You knew I would come? So Jiang Chen is really your apprentice?"
"Of course, after all, you still know yourself. Xiao Jiang should be your apprentice now, right? But it's the same for all of us."
"So we are really the same person? But why are you still here?"
"I'm just a trace of my soul that I left behind before I left, so that I can explain something to us when you come back."
Ji Qinglin frowned slightly. He thought he would get nothing from this trip, but he thought it was his own style of doing things and asked:
"Then what is the relationship between me and you, or Ji Qinglin and Qing?"
The voice hesitated slightly, seeming to think for a moment.
"If I have to say it, Qing is a part of you. I injected the last soul consciousness into you, so some of our parts will be similar."
"Did you resurrect me?"
"This description is not accurate. You can be resurrected a long time ago, but the final draft of the scientific cultivation of immortality is not yet complete. I just helped you complete the last step of the key question of soul awareness."
"Isn't it right? If it was really the soul consciousness that was injected later, why did you already look the same as me when Xiao Jiang saw you?"
I used to think that "Qing" was my soul consciousness that ran away hundreds of years ago, so it looked the same as me, but if "Qing" helped resurrect me, how could I explain that it was the same as before?
"I don't have a body. Can't I simulate it in advance to adapt to the appearance of your alternative final draft?"
"In other words, before the soul consciousness was injected into my body and I was resurrected, Qing and Ji Qinglin didn't have any close relationship, right? Then what happened before I was resurrected? Who are you?"
"Sorry, I can't answer you in detail."
"Didn't you say you would stay and explain to me?"
"The soul thoughts I left behind do not contain this part of the content, maybe because it is not important, or maybe I just don't want my future self to know."
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Even my future self will be fooled. Only I can do such wicked things.
"Then why do I have no memory of you at all?"
"My memories are all in this box. Naturally, they cannot be injected into your brain together. Besides, you should have your own memories in your brain, although I don't know what era they are from."
It's all in this box, right? Just take it back to an expert.
"There's no need to think about taking the box back. The memories and techniques inside have been deleted in advance."
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This is the first time I feel so disgusted!
"Don't worry, I still have some skills left for you. After all, I can't let myself go in vain."
Ji Qinglin raised his right arm and asked:
"What I have in my hands is the result of scientific cultivation of immortality? It seems to have been successful, but why are you the only one left, hiding in a place like this shelter?"
Qing's remnant sighed:
"The development was indeed successful, and after making a lot of sacrifices, the soul consciousness was able to enter the body. But at this time, 'Lian' betrayed, she swept away many skills and escaped through the Internet, and exposed our location to the coalition forces .
Fortunately, the boss had saved a hand in advance and prepared an emergency shelter, so I was able to escape here with the remaining research results and the rest of the skills that I had here. "
"Who are you talking about, the boss?"
"My creator."
"You just said you were escaping along the network? That's what you said about the traitor."
"That's right, it's a virtual existence without entity just like me."
Ji Qinglin immediately thought of the power hidden in the network that Shan Luling discovered.
"You have always been afraid of her, that's why you didn't go out?"
"Relying on the Internet to be almost omniscient and omnipotent, I am naturally no match for her, but you can be."
"Why?"
"People cannot be controlled by the Internet. It is also the safest way for stand-alone gamers to enter the online world safely. As long as you can find the immortal's body again, it is not impossible to solve her."
Ji Qinglin shrugged and said:
"Since the traitor can't find me, why should I ask for trouble and take risks? Isn't it better to just be a Qi practitioner who doesn't know anything?"
Upon hearing this, Qing's remnant soul also laughed:
"When I woke up, I had the same idea as you, which led to today's disaster. But the boss never blamed me until his death, and neither did I. Everything is your own choice."
Speaking of the immortal’s remains, Ji Qinglin asked:
"Then why do I have strange dreams after encountering the remains of immortals? I dream about them conducting scientific cultivation experiments, like some kind of memory?"
"After all, when the boss and the immortal were studying science and cultivation, your body was also there. The immortal's body is not ordinary, so it is not difficult to understand that it has the ability to help related people complete their memories."
Ji Qinglin frowned slightly:
"So, if I want to know my complete past and what happened back then, I have to collect the remains of immortals? Is this the trap you set for me?"
"Conscience of heaven and earth, this is a trap you set for your future self."
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Ji Qinglin, you piece of shit!
His biggest opponent is always himself, and now he fully understands this sentence.
However, from "Qing"'s dialogue, I can infer part of the whole story:
The self in the old world, or the earliest Ji Qinglin, was indeed dead, but for some unknown reason he became a candidate for scientific cultivation of immortality, or a candidate corpse.
Then there was a rebellion, and "Lian" became a second-fifth boy. As a result, the scientific cultivation team was almost wiped out, and "Qing" fled and lived in seclusion with the remaining skills.
Later, I don't know if he figured it out or found some method. "Qing" gave up his memory and skills and injected his soul consciousness into Ji Qinglin's body to help him resurrect.
That's why there is Ji Qinglin, who has a body of scientific cultivation, memories of ordinary people in the old days, and a "green" style and personality.
"Anyway, thank you for resurrecting me."
"No, I just want to give myself a second chance to choose. I hope you can make the right choice this time."
Thank you for your reading and support! (I have been thinking about changing it for an afternoon. It is boring to say too much, and it is immoral to say too little. This is the final version. I have some reservations about explanations and reversals. I have a bad attitude, so I hope I can be gentle. )
(End of chapter)
