If everything is predestined, then what's the point of working now?

Invisibly, the three members of the old guy's team have an unprecedented rift because of the confirmation of their identities - if the mutual trust and friendship of life and death that have arisen in so many worlds over the years are just illusions, just instinctive illusions generated after the rules attract each other, then what has become the basis of teamwork?

Is it the resurrection of the first generation of creator gods?

What's more, Zhao Gao obviously already knew this fact, and Lao Ba and Mai Linglong also clearly knew that he had unspeakable secrets, but they trusted him unconditionally and unreservedly to support him, from this point of view, Zhao Gao used this trust to cause more psychological damage to the two.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?" A trace of warmth was obviously not enough to make up for the rift, and when the eighth child was still sitting and pondering, Mai Linglong had already stood up, and asked in a semi-resolute tone while putting away the things that had just been knocked over on the ground.

She never did any of these things, but at this moment, she needed a reason to stay, otherwise according to her usual pride, leaving was the only option.

Even if it is fate, she will not be willing to give in.

Zhao Gao shook his head, Mai Linglong's face could no longer hold back the look of disappointment, in this small space, the atmosphere seemed to be frozen, and after a long time, Mai Linglong smiled miserably and was ready to leave.

Zhao Gao did not stop it.

"Wait!"

It was the eighth child who spoke out, but the object of his speech was not Mai Linglong, but the silent Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao was stunned for a moment, turned his gaze back from Mai Linglong, looking at this seemingly rough but delicate man, it was obvious that the eighth child had a long period of thinking just now, and even Mai Linglong couldn't help but want to hear what he wanted to say at this time.

"Do you remember? You once told me that as long as I'm strong enough, strong enough to bend the rules and even the underlying rules, it's not impossible to resurrect the Iron Armor, right? ”

This is the eighth is long-cherished wish, and it is also one of the driving forces for him to forge ahead, and Zhao Gao used this fetter to successfully pull him into his team.

"That's right, that's what I said." Zhao Gao did not hesitate, and nodded directly.

With the increase in strength, Lao Ba has never given up on this, and even once coerced the will of the world with the help of Zhao Gao and asked for a specific way to resurrect.

The answer given at that time was to return to the world where the iron armor died in battle, use the loopholes in the rules to successfully coerce the will of the world, and then force it to gather all the rules of the iron armor and others that dissipated in this world to reshape the body, and then use the little soul mark left by the ark space at the beginning, and finally complete the fusion of the body and soul, that is, the resurrection.

The process is certainly difficult. The dissipation of rules is like a drop of water merging into the sea, and countless water molecules will move to all corners over time, and it is by no means easy to do this even with the super computing power of the world's will, and it is even more difficult to coerce the world's will equivalent to a historical epic to do this difficult thing on his home field.

Despite this, with the rapid improvement of the strength of the old guy's team, no matter how difficult the process is, it may not be impossible, but at this moment, the eighth has found another possibility.

In a sense, Zhao Gao, or even himself, is another form of resurrection.

"Not what you think, and I've only recently figured it out." Zhao Gao has always had reservations about the eighth child's wishes, but after the other party has realized it at this time, there is no point in continuing to hide it.

He paused, as if thinking about what to say, but fortunately, the eighth child was not in a hurry, just stood in place and moved, patiently waiting for his answer.

It's just that Zhao Gao didn't answer directly, but asked a question that had nothing to do with it: "Have you heard of the Ship of Theseus?" ”

"Nope!" The eighth child was not dissatisfied, and replied in a muffled voice, "But it doesn't matter, I'm not in a hurry, you can tell me." ”

"I'm not in a hurry, and I'm curious." Mai Linglong clasped her hands and said in a cold tone, she originally majored in psychology, such a question was logical common sense for her, and after organizing the language a little, she continued, "The Ship of Theseus is a famous logical paradox in ancient Greece, to the effect that ancient Greece had a ship that could sail on the sea for hundreds of years, and the reason why it was able to do so was because it was constantly changing parts. Whenever a part of the ship becomes unusable, it is replaced with a new one, and so on, until all the parts are not the same as the original one. ”

"So here's the problem. When all the parts are replaced, is the Ship of Theseus still the Ship of Theseus as you know it? If not, then since when has it not? ”

This is a question with no unified answer, and Lao Ba was stunned, still not thinking about what this has to do with the question he asked.

After Mai Linglong finished speaking, she seemed to understand something, and turned to look at Zhao Gao's eyes, and there was color again.

"There is actually an extension of this question, if the parts on the Ship of Theseus that were originally replaced are reassembled into a ship, then which one is the real one is it, it or the Ship of Theseus, which one is replaced?" Zhao Gao still didn't answer, but asked further, but his eyes looked at Mai Linglong.

"What the hell do you mean?" Lao Ba was not angry, he knew that these two people seemed to be playing dumb riddles, but in fact they had solved a very important problem, of course he wanted to know the answer to his question, but he was not in a hurry.

"When a grass sprouts in the spring, withers in the fall, and grows back the next year, it doesn't look any different to us, but it's not the same as last year." Mai Linglong also used an analogy, and then said, "You didn't stop me just now, did you know that I wouldn't leave, or did you know that I would come back sooner or later?" ”

"It's all possible." Zhao Gao gestured to understand, which was one of the habits he had just changed, and then said, "What you say is better than mine, and it is easier to be understood." ”

Mai Linglong was stunned for a moment, and then sighed inexplicably. Another meaning in Zhao Gao's words was something she didn't have in her original metaphor, but when Zhao Gao said this, she also understood.

Life is a life, grass and trees are autumn. Rules are naturally eternal, but the people who make them are the only ones. Regardless of the past, all that everyone has under constant replacement is the present.

Even if there is reincarnation, what really belongs to you is actually the present life.

As for why Zhao Gao is sure that she will come back, because there is no analogy at all, she herself is the best example: her life at this time is not purely an extension of the original rules. Circumstances and abilities may have traces of history, but in terms of soul, she belongs only to herself.

Zhao Gao is like this, Lao Ba is like this, Naizong, Zu Tian and Shepherd, who have died in battle. The rules can allow the shepherd to be reborn in that world as Huan Muzhi, but the new Huan Muzhi is only Huan Muzhi, and the shepherd will leave traces, but it cannot replace life.

"The dead are gone, history is just history, we can trace the past, but we can't bring him to the future." Mai Linglong walked over and patted Lao Ba's shoulder, and said softly, "Every soul is unique, even if it is copied, it will never be the one in the past, I think you should be able to understand." ”

Maybe one day, the eighth child who controls the underlying rules can indeed reorganize an iron armor according to a certain method, but that is only a new life that has been created, and the original iron armor is no longer a person.

The rules of the eighth child are controlled by Mai Linglong, and he immediately understands the meaning of this after a little bit, resurrecting the iron armor is one of his long-standing beliefs, but it is finally fixed here forever at this moment.

At this time, it is not suitable to say any more comforting words, with the intuition of the eighth child, this answer may not be so surprising, when this knot is completely opened, although he does not feel relaxed but also a little relieved, for a long time, he really can't let go, in fact, only himself.

"You mean that in that case, we have to carry the past and move forward?" It was rare for the eighth child to say a sour word in Zhao Gao's tone, and then he didn't look at the two of them, and after taking a deep breath, he turned around and walked out.