Chapter 45: The True Self

"What? I'm not Charles Lee?"

"And who am I?"

Charles Lee was his name before he crossed over, and when this secret buried in the deepest part of his heart was revealed and ruthlessly denied, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"You are who you are, Charles Griffin. Mebis said lightly, handing the book to Charles.

Charles took the book and opened it, only to see that the pages of the book were full of his life before he crossed over, and each page was full of familiar images: unjustly imprisoned, enduring winter torture, brainwave alarms, implanted intracranial bombs...

"It's... Me?" Charles slowly withdrew his gaze from the book, looked at Mebis in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice.

"No, it's Charles Lee. This is the first piece of data that was transmitted from here to your brain a year ago. ā€

Mebis's words, like a bomb, fell on Charles's heart, shocking him upset: "It's just you... I don't want to be Charles Griffin. ā€

"No, it can't be, I..."

Mebis looked at him calmly and asked softly, "If you think about it, do you remember why Charles Lee went to the United States at that time?"

"Of course, I remember that I was going to visit... Eh?" Charles replied as a matter of course, only to find that he could not remember who he was visiting in the United States.

"Do you remember why you were imprisoned?" Mebis shook his head slightly, watching Charles resist with interest.

"I—I—" Charles rummaged forward in a panic and searched for the books, only to find that the information was actually blank.

"I—I don't remember..."

Mebis chuckled and took the book from Charles's hand: "Of course you don't remember, because these memories don't exist." ā€

I... Am I really Charles Griffin?

That young master Griffin?

Oh, no wonder I haven't been able to suppress my inner emotions lately, and strange thoughts always come up...

But...

If I weren't Charles Lee,

So where did he go?

Did you die on a plane?

Or was it sent to the edge of the galaxy to mine?

......

After a long silence, Charles accepted the truth with a dejected head:

"Well, I'm Charles Griffin..."

Mebis stood up and tossed the book into the air as gently as a pigeon, only to see the book really unfold the pages, flutter and flutter back into the shelf.

"Actually, you don't need to be frustrated,"

Books of different shapes flew out of the shelves one after another, lined up in front of Charles,

"Lieutenant General Heo Jun, Medic Kyle, Killer Payne, or Underground Boxing Champion Lawson, Charles Lee brings you their memories, and you can live as any of them for as long as you want. ā€

"Forget it, I'm still going to be my young master Griffin, it's not fun to lie to myself. ā€

Charles hurriedly waved his hand, this one by one can coax them, let them get on once, I'm afraid they won't be able to come back.

"But why is this information in this crystal?"

Mebis quietly observed Charles, and when she heard this, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and a crystalline hologram appeared in front of the two:

"Your crystals are directly connected to the nerves of your brain, and when I was activated, this data was here. ā€

"Activation?" Charles, although vaguely speculating, still intended to probe the wind.

"Formally introduce, I, the crystallization of the wisdom of the Hita civilization, the intelligent terminal, the prototype of the Mebis Ver1.0. ā€

Mebis gestured twice on his chest without sincerity, and made a noble salute:

"You're lucky enough to be the prototype, I'm Hita's top secret, and you're the first human to serve since I was born into consciousness. ā€

Charles was a little speechless, barely held back a smile, and looked Mebis up and down again: "What are you artificial intelligence making trouble here, this is the wizarding world..."

"Are you sure?"

Mebis looked at Charles with a smile: "After listening to the teacher talk so much today, do you still think this is a magical world?"

"Hey, don't scream, that's my teacher," Charles glared at Mebis angrily, and continued, "It seems really scientific to be said by you..."

"I've already analyzed your crystals, and now the trouble is that I don't have anyone else's crystals. ā€

Mebis held up the perfect face with some distress: "If you are sure that other people's crystallization is the same as yours, then this world will be much more interesting than you imagined." ā€

"Don't even think about it, the teacher said, the crystal hunter he saw one and killed the other, and he finally came back, I haven't lived enough!"

Charles was horrified, and Mebis's dangerous idea had to die in the bud, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Well, if people can't do it, what about the beasts?" said Mebis boredly.

A sentence woke up the dreamer, Charles clapped his hands and said happily: "Eh, yes, I happen to have a magic beast crystal in my hand!"

After thinking about it, he asked, "But how do you analyze it?"

"Of course..."

Mebis smiled and showed a mouthful of neat white teeth: "Eat it!"

Charles shuddered as he heard this, retracting his deep crystallized consciousness.

But I didn't expect to think of Mebis's headache voice again:

"Your mobility is truly amazing, Master Griffin. ā€

Charles scratched his head unhappily, took out the crystals of the steel-bone demon ape from the package, and said cautiously: "Let's say it first, my teeth are not good, don't let me swallow it raw, indigestion will kill you..."

"Mental preparation..."

Mebis didn't seem to hear Charles's complaints, and still said in that cold but elegant tone: "Cover the crystal." ā€

Charles released his brain waves as he said, slowly drowning the crystals in his hands.

"Good, maintain this intensity, remember how you got into your own crystal. ā€

"Hey, can I go in too?" Charles said in surprise.

"I don't know, I don't need you to go in, you keep connecting. ā€

Charles nodded, concentrated his mental power, and instilled it at the silver-white crystal: "Is this so?"

"The connection is successful, and the search for data begins.

Command Matter: Steel Core,

Clearance Level: Low,

Parsing begins!"

As Mebis's icy voice rang out, a layer of silver powder silently drifted off the crystalline exterior.

The powder floated in the air, converging into a silver bond that poured towards the crystals in the back of Charles's head.

"Parsing progress 1%... 5%...ā€

As the progress of the analysis progressed slowly, the egg-sized crystal in Charles's hand actually became smaller little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"100% parsing complete"

As soon as the voice fell, the crystal in Charles's hand had disappeared, and he couldn't help but ask curiously, "How is it, what is this crystal?"

"Well, it's not quite the same as yours. Mebis said thoughtfully.

"What's the difference?"

"This crystal stores very limited information, only records the channels of communication with the steel element, and has a low priority..."

Charles asked curiously, "Priority?"

Mebis's cold voice sounded faintly: "That is to say, a person with the same talent, as long as his priority is higher than that monkey, then, he can snatch the elements controlled by the monkey." ā€

"Hey, why does it sound familiar?" Charles seemed to remember.

"That's right, it was you, who snatched control of the recruit's dagger and killed it. ā€

"So my crystallization is a higher priority?" Charles subconsciously touched the crystallization on the back of his head.

"No, there is no record of our crystallization of the element of steel. You are able to succeed because of your own reasons. Mebis said with great interest, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Oh, it can't be, I don't have any talent," Charles said incredulously.

"Your genetic DNA contains similar information, albeit a fragment of incomplete information, but with extremely high authority. ā€

Mebis's meaningful voice echoed in his ears:

"Charles, you seem to have a crystal-

A steel elemental crystal!"