The process of resuscitation is much simpler than imagined, and by the time humans discover the spectral waveform, the labyrinth of memory has opened its doors to humans, and the existing technology can easily complete the inculcation and management of consciousness.

Therefore, if you want to revive a soulless puppet body, you don't need a very troublesome program, you can do it with just a button. But the complexity behind this simplicity is enormous.

Moreover, since the spectral waveform was discovered to be able to interfere with other people's memory systems, both the Empire and the Coalition have explicitly included it in the Supreme Act, which is absolutely forbidden. But in fact, because the application scope of the ghost energy waveform has gradually broadened and expanded, the technical level has also matured, and even some basic functions have been popularized to civilian use, so the dark side blockade of memory modification and interference, the empire and the coalition government are still unable to absolutely prohibit it after years of efforts, and can only be curbed on the basis of certain principles.

Now, the Tulaya Project that Han Wensheng is in charge of is the world's largest experimental base for memory interference, which is no longer illegal, but a complete satire and enslavement of freedom and human nature.

Han Wensheng was not uneasy about this, because he had already thought through everything that might be faced in those ten hours of waiting before he chose to accept all this.

"Tulaya is reactivated, and the original embryo of the second type is awakened."

…………

January 23, 90 A.H

The day after she woke up, she was now able to understand and understand things themselves intermittently and normally, but there were still countless doubts gathered in her heart.

Especially her current state, as well as Han Wensheng's resurrection.

This man seems to be really crazy.

On the 22nd, after Yan Shan regained her basic cognition, Han Wensheng began to dance, I don't know what he was celebrating, in short, it looked weird. But this is not the worst, the worst is Han Wensheng's follow-up behavior, he began to cry in front of Yan Shan, crying while destroying his body with a dagger.

The act of self-harm made it difficult for Yan Shan to accept, but Han Wensheng kept cutting holes in his body with a dagger, as if doing so would free him. In terms of reaction, Han Wensheng really seems to have gained liberation, his soul is struggling, breaking free, and the pathological phenomenon of denial of existence begins to appear again and again.

Yan Shan once tried to ask the reason for everything, but Han Wensheng looked at Yan Shan with an extremely compassionate look, with a smile like self-deprecation and madness.

Han Wensheng went crazy in front of Yan Shan for three or four hours before leaving satisfied.

And when he left, he completely became a normal person, all the madness and weirdness were gone, and all that was left was indifference.

At this time, Yan Shan had not yet consciously developed a concept of the time point of January 22, 90.

But the next day, when Yan Shan woke up again from exhaustion, she saw Han Wensheng again.

This time, Han Wensheng did not continue to self-harm, he stood far away, his hands in his pockets, facing this Yan Shandao.

"Today is January 23, the 90th year of the epoch calendar, the second batch of Yuan Ben embryo samples have been completely destroyed, a total of seventy-seven batches, a total of 574,291 people have been destroyed, and the first batch of 1,220,000 people of the third type has begun to be released, and it is currently the first day, the first day of the Dusk City-State, and it is also the day of your wedding."

"Big wedding?" Her memory system is out of the grip of that mysterious force, and she's trying to remember everything.

"You are very beautiful today, Leng Hong is also the monarch, his arrogant appearance, just like described in Byron's poem, 'I am the king of kings, I am also the king of kings, I dare to convince the heavens!' Han Wensheng said to himself, and when he said the poem, he closed his eyes and raised his hands high, as if he was welcoming the glory with great pride.

After hearing this, Yan Shan pointed out a little inexplicably: "Isn't this Shelley's poem?" ”

Han Wensheng smiled slightly, he opened his eyes and looked at Yan Shan, without the slightest shame, but a little happy.

"Your children are already being conceived, but the end of the city has already come, why is this continuation? Who decides the life and death of mortals? Is it a weapon in the hands of the dispossessor? Or the whip wielded by the enslavers? Or is it a temptation from the devil? Even the angels bring the gospel? Han Wensheng began to stroll forward like a dancer, his gait graceful and his tone impassioned.

Yan Shan's thoughts were completely disturbed, and she hadn't been able to fully adapt to this kind of rapid progressive thinking, so she could only watch, watch Han Wensheng perform this cry that seemed to be hesitating.

Is this a stage play?

Yan Shan wanted to deny this concept, how could someone like Han Wensheng do such a shameful thing, but this Han Wensheng with 03 printed on his neck did this.

Can you answer? Can you not answer? Han Wensheng stopped, he looked at Yan Shan seriously and asked.

Yan Shan replied very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I don't seem to understand what you want to express?" ”

Han Wensheng was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect that his interpretation had completely fallen into the realm of the individual, and the neglect and disrespect had made him misinterpret him as a madman rather than a genius.

So he humbled himself and lowered his posture.

In a gentle tone, he asked, "So, what would you do if death dropped a dagger in front of you and me and told us that only one person could live and the other one would have to go to hell?" ”

"Me? …… I ......" Yan Shan felt that this pure assumption was meaningless, but in order to cooperate as much as possible, she replied with a more realistic reality.

"I'll try to get the dagger first!"

Han Wensheng clapped his hands and motioned for Yan Shan to continue.

Yan Shan thought about it, do you still want to describe the details? Didn't he understand what I meant?

Judging from the current response, Han Wensheng is indeed looking forward to it.

So Yan Shan reluctantly cooperated to add details.

"Then I will kill you so that I don't have to fall into hell and I can live."

"What about iniquity?" After hearing this, Han Wensheng nodded and stepped forward.

"Sin?"

"That's right! Sin, don't you feel sin? ”

But isn't that a hypothesis? And you also said that the Grim Reaper gave us a choice, and I think normal people learn to fight for it the same, right? Yan Shan was a little flustered.

"Hypothetical? Assuming that it is not a fantasy, the Grim Reaper is a fantasy, then this also means that a normal person will choose to grab a dagger and then kill others in order to survive, right? This view is no longer rational, but extreme. Han Wensheng's words didn't look like he was asking Yan Shan, because he was constantly asking questions and answering, which was self-talking.

Yan Shan thought for a moment and replied, "That's ...... You mean, I should learn to give, don't you? And then let you kill me? ”

Han Wensheng was stunned, and then he was overjoyed, and he stepped forward a little more.

"No, no, no, you and I are just trying to distinguish between two individuals, relatively speaking, you and I are the same, so if you choose to back down, and I kill you, the result is no different from you killing me, the sin still exists."