In the training ground on the fifth floor of the Tengu Building, he and Touchyin Mei Mei each held weapons and stood back to back on a dilapidated container.
In his hand was a knife nearly one meter long. The knife in the hands of the two-dimensional girl is shorter, a rib that is only half the length of his knife.
The empty floors here are at least ten meters high and there are no compartments at all. There are only used containers piled up in a mess like building blocks.
After he changed into the body of this doll, he was as light as a swallow. He could jump up to the top of a three-meter-high container without even using his hands!
The all-steel Chiwu sword in my hand would probably feel very heavy if it were my previous self. But now he felt nothing when he held it in his hand.
Countless zombies came from all directions. Some of them jumped from high-altitude containers, and some climbed up from all sides.
It is said that these are defective products left over from the production of dolls produced by the Tengu Group. They can be easily melted down and remade after being used for experiments.
kill! kill! kill!
Kakui had never felt so good in his life.
Under the huge overhead light, the red sword in his hand seemed to be completely controlled by his instinct, flying gracefully like falling cherry blossoms. Each "zombie" was cut into pieces, and blood spattered.
Possessing extraordinary abilities, fighting through obstacles and fighting a bloody path with the two-dimensional heroine, this is the life I should have!
Half an hour later, feeling tired and smelling of blood, he threw the knife aside and sat on the top of a container to rest while looking at the scattered corpses below.
The two-dimensional heroine Xiaoniao sat next to him lovingly, playing boredly with the bleeding ribs in her hands.
At this time, he suddenly discovered that after changing into the body of this doll, he and the two-dimensional girl next to him actually felt very connected.
"It feels good."
"Cool."
"Do you want to do it or not?"
"Dry."
He no longer thinks about anything. Once he experienced this experience once, he would never give up again. If it were gone, his life would be meaningless.
"Then sign the contract."
He signed his name without hesitation. The font of the doll's body signature is exactly the same as the font of his own signature, so it has the same legal effect.
The only thing that made him reluctant to part with him now was the doll's body. How great would it be if I could buy this body and keep it at home for daily use?
He had already realized that this doll did not have a company logo between its eyebrows. In other words, if he had this body and went out to interact with others, they would have no idea that he was actually a doll.
Maybe these experimental products are treated like this? Once it is sold, it has to be marked with a logo.
It's a pity that he can't even afford an ordinary doll, let alone such a high-level specially enhanced model.
Soon he returned to the third underground floor with Little Loli, and saw his original body still slumped on the sofa in the same position as Ge You, sleeping soundly.
Looking at his shiny bald head, the greasy stubble on his face, the bulging belly under his short-sleeved shirt, and his short and thick legs, he felt strong disgust in his heart. feel.
The body is such an important thing, why not design it well? Compared to these scientifically designed and perfectly designed dolls, aren’t the original human bodies too crude and ugly?
But no matter what, he had to return to his original body. After all, if you keep lying on the sofa unable to move, even if you can't lie down to death, you will die of hunger and thirst.
He originally thought that as long as he connected the two terminals of the "consciousness conductor" to his and the doll's heads as before, started the program, and after five minutes he would be back to his original body.
But when he went to get the "consciousness conductor", he was stopped by little Loli.
"What do you use this for?"
"I want to go back to my original body."
"Oh, you want to go back to your original body?"
The little loli was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, while looking at Kakui's real body lying on the side with a little disgust.
"What, what's the problem?"
Kakui didn't know why, but suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Of course there's no problem."
The little loli smiled relaxedly.
"You don't need that consciousness transmitter if you want to awaken your original body.
"Your original body was just temporarily comatose because I injected anesthetic. You will wake up on your own in half an hour."
Kakui was a little confused. He pointed at the head of his puppet and asked:
"Isn't my consciousness here?
"Shouldn't I use a consciousness transmitter to transmit my consciousness back to my original body?"
The little loli covered her mouth and smiled.
"Uncle, you seem to have misunderstood again.
“Consciousness is just a bunch of data that exists in the human brain.
"The function of the consciousness transmitter is just to copy this pile of data from the human brain and transmit it to the intelligent core of your puppet.
“This way the doll has human consciousness.
"But you are still yourself, you are just temporarily asleep under anesthesia. You can go back directly when you wake up later.
"Transmit it back? It's not necessary. Only during the formal experiment will we transmit the new memories generated during the experiment back to the tester's brain.
"Writing data to the human brain is much more troublesome than reading data from the human brain. There are many steps. But this time you are just experiencing it, so I am not prepared."
"Is it?"
Kakui's doll seems to understand the principle, but it always feels like something is wrong.
After thinking hard for a while, he pointed to himself on the sofa and said:
"If that person is me and will wake up and leave in half an hour, then..."
He pointed to his head again.
"Then what am I? I am this puppet now. What should I do with this puppet? How will I deal with it?"
"Hehehe, this is very simple."
The little Lolita's laughter was as clear and crisp as a series of wind chimes he heard when he was a child.
"You are just a doll. Naturally, the consciousness data was cleared and put back in the exhibition cabinet."
"oh."
The doll thought about it and felt that there was nothing unreasonable about it. His consciousness staying here is only for temporary testing, and it is obviously impossible to stay here forever.
It was obviously very reasonable, but he felt more and more panicked in his heart.
Whether he was a human or a doll, he could no longer remain calm knowing that his fate would be to have all his consciousness wiped out and put back into an exhibition cabinet.
"Wait, if my consciousness is cleared, wouldn't I..."
He tried hard to avoid the word, but he had to say it anyway.
"Am I not as good as dead?"
He is now essentially just a copy of his consciousness, not the original Kakui!
He's not even the puppet itself. If his copy is erased, what's the difference between that and death?
