Chapter 388 Ship of Theseus

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It must be said that for a moment, the scary look on the gray-haired young man made Scotland shiver.

Kawakami seemed to sense his discomfort, because the next second, he held Scotland's hand.

It's not like the temperature of a living person, it's as cold as ice, but very powerful.

"——By the way, don't think too much, this is just a small, somewhat crazy, harmless hypothesis. Cloning is not that easy, let alone memory implantation."

"Currently, the entire society's research on both is only in its infancy. So this is a philosophical question. It does not involve practical operations."

Kawakami explained seriously.

...This explanation sounds like it's trying to hide the truth.

But maybe this guy did it on purpose.

Kawakami Tsumugi's strange question really gave Scotland a bad association, especially now - one of them was brainwashed and controlled, and the other seemed to have suffered the same thing.

Even the grey-haired young man's comfort was a little too heartless.

Scotland took a deep breath:

"Philosophical question...are you referring to the Ship of Theseus?"

Scotland is referring to a classic ancient Greek philosophical question. The Ship of Theseus was in service for hundreds of years. During this time, it was constantly updated and replaced with parts such as planks, rudders, sails and other parts.

As a result, a classic philosophical question was born: When this ship replaces all its original parts, will it still be the same ship?

"Theseus? That's right! Sure enough, there is nothing new in the world. All comedies and tragedies are history repeating themselves, but with different protagonists and different forms."

"From this perspective, each of us is a ship on the infinite sea, and we are being replaced every moment..."

Kawakami Tsumugi suddenly became excited, which was directly reflected in the fact that he fell into a chatty state again.

"Scotland, you are so talented! With the talent of a philosopher, you have successfully simplified a problem... How about you consider studying philosophy with me?"

"Tsk, it turns out that the debate between body and soul can be replaced by the term "Ship of Theseus". Even so, it suddenly seems a bit boring... After all, it is an issue that has already been thought about and consumed..."

Scotland calmly took his hand out of the gray-haired youth's grasp and said, "I remember that you studied social psychology before, Kawakami."

"The two are almost the same." Kawakami shrugged indifferently, "Okay, let's get down to business, don't change the subject - if someone really took over your life without your knowledge, do you think he would still be you? "

The gray-haired young man stared straight at him.

Scotland was silent for a few seconds, knowing that this question could not be avoided, so he said thoughtfully:

"For me, it shouldn't be me, but by then, 'I' was already dead."

Zhufu Jingguang is dead, but the survivors are Midorikawa Shadow and Scotch Whiskey...

During the time when he was disconnected from the police, and when he had to point the butcher knife at his companions again and again, Scotland couldn't help but think of this, as if this would prevent his former self from being stained with blood.

He doesn't have to be Zhu Fu Jingguang, as long as he can inherit Zhu Fu Jingguang's will and go on.

Kawakamiji's eyebrows raised.

"The 'I' at that time was already dead. As a replaced object, my thoughts were irrelevant to a certain extent." Scotland said calmly, "So, what really needs to be faced with this problem is the replacement. What will my partner think?"

"Indeed, the dead have no right to speak." Kawakami Tsumugi chuckled, "Okay, let's change the problem. What do you think of the alternative?"

"According to your hypothetical scenario, he might not even notice it." Scotland looked at Kawakami Tsumugi, "But if he does notice it accidentally... he will probably still feel that he is himself."

“It’s painful unless you become yourself.”

He was once the king of all things, which is perhaps the most direct reason why Scotch whiskey can persist to this day.

The gray-haired young man stuffed another lemon candy into his mouth. He looked a little less interested:

"Indeed, there is no choice as an alternative. Why is there any need to step out of one's comfort zone? Moreover, if we really talk about it, we are reborn or die every moment."

Kawakamiji looked away from his partner's face.

At this time, the news broadcast was coming to an end. The host of the TV station prayed for the victims with a sad face, which made people cry sincerely——

This scene wouldn't be so ironic if the host wasn't Reina Mizuno, a member of the organization.

Will this guy Kiel... have the time and energy to pray for the dead Armanya? So the little trick of killing one and protecting one is really boring... Kawakami thought indifferently.

The TV screen suddenly turned dark, then lit up again the next second:

He chose a documentary, one he had watched many times, about the ocean, where colorful fish schools shuttled among the blue.

In fact, Kawakami Tsumugi couldn't see very clearly. His vision reshaped - something seemed wrong. He was overusing his brain and recalling memories... His body was feeling very uncomfortable now.

But he doesn't want to rest...and he doesn't seem to be able to rest.

Tsk, so why can't you just faint?

On the outside, Kawakami Tsumugi did not show any abnormality, and the voice of the gray-haired young man became cheerful again:

"Thanks for enlightening Scotland~ I knew you could surprise me - by the way, am I disturbing you for staying up so late?"

"You're welcome. It didn't bother me, it's just insomnia." Scotland smiled reluctantly, still thinking about Kawakami's strange questions.

"If you don't plan to watch the documentary with me, I suggest you go back and rest." Kawakami said, "Of course, taking a rest should be a wiser choice for you than watching TV."

The expulsion order was obvious. Scotland heard what Kawakami meant and was stunned. The gray-haired young man was staring at the screen intently, seemingly not caring about his reaction.

Scotland thought for a while and returned to his room.

"Why did he suddenly ask this question?" he murmured.

Scotland's hands couldn't help but cover his abdomen, and then his shoulders. These places had gunshot wounds, and there was a hideous scar on his legs. It was Kawakami Kei who bandaged him at that time...

If someone really replaced him unknowingly, it would be quite realistic to be able to do this.

Only fate can replace him.

Forget it, stop thinking so wildly. Don't be led into the ditch by Kawakami Tsumugi... He was a little weird today, although that guy always does.

But something's still wrong... Scotland thought.

He lay on the bed again and tried to fall asleep. He found that the light coming from the crack in the door disappeared. It seemed that Kawakami Tsumugi had returned to his room.

Sleep came belatedly, and while half asleep and half awake, Scotland finally thought that something was wrong with Kawakami Tsumugi——

speech.

Although the guy didn't say it clearly, the gray-haired young man seemed to only fall into a chatty state when he was in a bad state, such as the injury in country F, and the suspected interrogation of Armagnac...

It seems that words can mask the exposure of emotions.

Thinking of this, Scotland didn't hesitate anymore. He immediately got up from the bed and returned to the living room.