Overturned Tower - Vol 2.3 Chapter 81

Russell closed his eyes and was silent for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, the slightly moist eyes that contained complex emotions made Lycaon’s heart tremble.

— He had never seen such a look from Russell.

Russell’s emerald green pupils are always very clean, as if they can reflect all the colors in the world and everyone’s heart.

But now Russell seems to have the lives of a thousand people flowing in his eyes.

He looked like he wanted to cry, but he felt relieved and peaceful; he seemed to be happy, but full of despair; he hated something, but he felt happy. That is similar to but different from the great fusion of “Andrew” and “Lycaon”…another way of carrying the lives of others.

“I’ve seen a lot of people cry in front of me.”

Russell’s voice was slightly hoarse: “They may be powerless, they may be painful, or they may be weak. They may be on the wrong path, or no one will remember their names until they die. They have no talents, and they cannot choose their own lives. They are Fate pushes away, like a child drowning in the river.

“But I think they were all heroes. No one remembered them, but I remembered them; no one thought they were valuable, and they became an irreplaceable part of me.

“—Heroes need no tombstone. I am their epitaph.

“Because there is only one kind of heroism in this world: to see the world as it is—and to love it.

“Live seriously, die cleanly. Reminisce what should be remembered, regret what should be regretted. Laugh when you are happy, cry when you are sad. Brave yourself when you do good deeds, and be honest when you go the wrong way. Acknowledge your mistakes, and don’t add any extra value to your own life and death.

“That’s why I hate that His Excellency the Pope, and that man.

“This is why I am still willing to sit down and talk with you, Lycaon. I told His Excellency the Pope many secrets, but in the end he focused on the ‘Egg of Dusk’. It seems that in all this, Only the Egg of Dusk has value… Nothing needs to be valued but my uniqueness.

“But you are not quite our powerful and wise His Excellency the Pope, who yearns for self-sacrifice, is unattainable, and wishes to save the world…you are also my friend Lycaon.

“If it was Lycaon, he wouldn’t lie to me here. Because he would know that he did something wrong.”

The golden cat stared at the wolf who was a little embarrassed, a little depressed, and a little confused.

Just like they were in the past.

Just like they are still classmates, or friends. Sitting under the bright sunshine, drinking tea and chatting.

After a long silence, Lykaon slowly lowered his head.

“…I’ll tell.”

Lycaon hoarse and whispered with a beard.

And the Pope’s “elevation” does not take control of the body.

He just quietly watched everything from the other side—or rather, he also fell into his own thinking.

With Lycaon’s narration, Russell finally understood everything.

Lycaon was brought up by the Pope, and he was willing to sacrifice—he volunteered to be a test subject for mind uploading.

In fact, Lycaon “died” when he entered the Church for the last time.

At that time, he removed his head and uploaded it, and replaced it with a “prosthetic body”-the only prosthetic body that could not exist, a prosthetic body without a brain.

When he left the church, the head was fake.

Afterwards, he used the cloud network to remotely control his body by manipulating his head…

“—It’s the same as ‘promotion,’”

Russell sighed.

Andrew hid his will in the pope’s halo, and used the brainwashing technology of the divine descendant device to control the new body every time the halo was passed on.

He didn’t wash away the other party’s memory, nor did he overwrite the other party’s personality. He just rewrote the other party’s subconscious mind and let the other party act according to his will. When taking off the halo and stepping down

, the other party will regain his original personality.

He is a will, a mind, a ghost. Pass with power.

But the pope must wear the halo before he can take over the mortal authority. He was downloaded in that small halo, and his body was stored in the “Holy Code” server.

So, is there another way…to influence the will of others without wearing a halo?

Of course, this may be ethically problematic.

But Andrew’s technology is to let everyone control their “original” body.

Store your life and thoughts in the cloud disk, and then control your body remotely through the Internet, just like a role-playing game.

This is eternal life in the true sense.

“…Cyber ​​immortality already completed?”

Russell murmured.

Lykaon shook his head, and replied honestly: “It hasn’t really been completed yet.

“Because we still can’t download the uploaded consciousness without damage again—when the consciousness is uploaded and digitized, a certain part of it has been permanently destroyed. Even if it is downloaded back, it is only right’ The imitation of the original self. Every upload and download will cause irreversible loss.

“We are just taking a chance at the moment…Since there is no way to achieve lossless downloading, then we will not download it. Directly control the body from the Internet and use the ‘yishou’ to control the body. The same as a mechanical thing, the righteous head can also be perfectly accepted digitized signal.

“Below the neck, it’s all real flesh and blood; but above the neck, it’s just a signal receiver and information processing device.

“I walked out of the Church, and I’m still able to move. At that time, the experiment was successful—we’ve accomplished a more advanced technology than the monkey-faced eagle.”

“…I see.”

Russell suddenly realized.

Those who disappeared out of thin air, and then came back with a change of mind and completely became the “new werewolves”—

They should have been secretly robbed by the church, and then replaced with righteous leaders. Their position suddenly changed… because they obtained eternal life through this method and completed the “self-backup”. This is a huge benefit.

“Wait, since that’s the case…”

Russell suddenly reacted: “Then you shouldn’t die either.

“You don’t need to ‘die’ at all. Because you can come again anytime…”

When he said this, he suddenly stopped.

Russell was silent for a while, and suddenly realized what had happened.

He said word by word: “But your soul is stored in the ‘Holy Code’ server, so you should not be able to become a cyber ghost and send messages to other people on the Sky Island server.

“However, Redram said convincingly…you sent him a message. You still sent him a message from a banned account. You shouldn’t be able to do that.”

【—Renee, do you believe that there is such a thing as a ‘soul’ in this world? 】

【—There must be souls in this world. 】

Russell looked at Lycaon and was silent again for a while.

“You merged with His Excellency the Pope and learned some prehistoric secrets. Then you should also know the meaning of some ancient languages…

“Redram, the code name ‘Red Sweet Wine,… Big Stupid doesn’t quite match him.

“But if you turn Redru around, it’s Murder—murder.

“The mirror image of murder—you mean to say, you killed Big Boss, right?”

“…No, I didn’t, I didn’t kill it. That’s all…”

Lycaon was weak, and murmured in a low voice: “He died before… He was the security captain of a small company, and he died more than a month ago due to the chaos caused by the ‘werewolf.

“But… I hope he at least survives. Because you and he were good friends, and you’re coming back. I don’t want you to see him die with me; I don’t want you to investigate our deaths and end up investigating It’s on me. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

“So, I used Yishou to manipulate his body and play him. Finally, you are back… I wanted to use his identity to mislead you in the direction of your investigation.

“But at that time, I suddenly felt… this behavior is disgusting. I seemed to murder him, and took his identity, and brought him back to life; but I did preserve his body and ensure his social relations. Continuation, but I will leave him one day… At that time, he will still die.

“…murder is an ongoing act where the person dies after it’s done. And I did ‘another murder,’ after the person died, and brought the person back to life during the act…like’ Mirror image of murder,.

“So, I changed his code name…I hope someone can find out what I did and stand up and say what I did was wrong.”

The haggard werewolf showed a reluctant smile: “I’m very happy, Susu. You really noticed everything…

“But I’m still sorry…I’ve let you down in every sense of the word.”

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