Chapter 297: That's Enough
Zorro opened his mouth, pondered for a while and couldn't say anything, but only asked along the other side's topic: "Okay, if you're not lying, at least you think it's true, then talk about your mission." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info Listen to your tone, it seems that you also have your mission. β
In this regard, the other party still smiled naturally: "That's right, I also have my mission, and I also have my own moments." For the past twenty or thirty years I have been placed in the deepest part of your body after your crossing, just to appear at this moment, just to tell you what you need to know. β
Zorro stared at each other with wide eyes, if he had eyes at all.
"Hehe, you hear that." The other party smiled and nodded, "That's right, your body after crossing is also related to the person who separated us. Strange is right, he's not your creator, that person is. Don't ask, I'm not set to tell you who that person is. But I can tell you that when you first returned to Gotham with the information that Bruce Wayne was dead, the suitcase that was left for you under the guise of Bruce Wayne was left by that person. Plus, that guy had nothing to do with Bruce Wayne, at least not anything you can imagine. In fact, Bruce Wayne didn't know that person existed either. β
Hearing this, Zorro was a little dumbfounded. He had already guessed that the suitcase that needed him or Bruce Wayne to open was not left to him by Bruce Wayne, but he had been trying to find out the true owner of the suitcase. Think about it, who can record Bruce Wayne's fingerprints and pupils without him knowing? And now, knowing that the fingerprints and pupils turned out to be from Zorro's "creator", it seems to make sense.
But why? Why did that person leave posters of the non-existent Dr. Manhattan and the equally non-existent Lucy inside? Does this have to do with Zorro's mission in the future?
"Do you know what's in the suitcase?"
He tried to ask such a question, but the other party replied in the negative. So at this point, Zorro knows that he has a so-called mission, but he doesn't know anything about the mission itself.
"So, what else do I need to know?"
The other man nodded.
"Now to your body. For you right now, this may be more appealing than your mission, right? But...... By the way, have you ever heard of quantum consciousness? β
Compared with the so-called mission that cannot be seen or touched for the time being, Zorro does pay more attention to his body. Although he no longer feels hot and cold, he also has no body. It's just that the other party changed the topic so bluntly?
Well, hopefully that quantum consciousness has something to do with his body.
"I've heard of it." Zorro nodded as well. "Humanity has never known where consciousness comes from, or where it exists, whether in philosophy or science. Then someone combines the concepts of philosophy and the experience of science to reduce human consciousness to a quantum state that is equally difficult to distinguish between subjectivity and objectivity. However, this is only a theory, and it is not reproducible and verifiable. β
"Yes, it seems that you have gained a lot in the past twenty or thirty years. I kind of understand why you've always wanted to travel back. With that knowledge in your hands and back to the original earth, you may be able to get the Nobel Prize! β
"Well, that's not what I intended. However, you are not bad. It's a pity that you also said that I can't go back. "Zorro is still regretting the news." But you haven't said any more, what is my body doing now? β
was asked by Zorro again, and the other party opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything he wanted to say. When he spoke again, he seemed to have changed what he was supposed to say.
"You just need to know that the torment you have experienced before is not a disease caused by genetic confusion as you always thought, but a necessary stage in the process set by that person to integrate your physical potential. Although that person didn't expect that you would actually use the spatial characteristics of the Cosmic Cube to open the dimensional door, and your body will change after this integration, and you will become weaker than before in a short period of time. Well, you just have to remember that this is a necessary stage. Originally, this integration should have happened earlier, and I should have met with you earlier, but you repeatedly delayed it...... Forget it, you just need to know that there is nothing wrong with your body, and these settings of that person are not harmful to you, and that's enough. β
"But ......"
Naturally, such an answer could not satisfy Zorro. What the hell is that person's setting! There's a big killer called the Cosmic Rubik's Cube that causes deviation from the setting, and you still think there's no big problem? Also, What's the deal with getting weaker? Also, what is the required stage? What will happen to Zorro in the end? Getting stronger? Weird? Or does it become a single-function tool that "that person" needs?
This feeling of being manipulated is really unpleasant! The other self may have resigned himself to his fate, but Zorro will not. He needs to find an opportunity to turn against the enemy from all the intel, so he has a series of questions that need to be answered urgently - and unfortunately the other party does not give him room to continue.
"That's pretty much it. And then, well, there's one last thing. The other party controlled Zorro's body and glanced at Zorro, and the expression on his face was a little melancholy. I've been set to ask you one more question at the end of our meeting, before I disappear completely. β
"Uh......" Zorro was a little speechless. How can there be a feeling of parting from life and death...... Well, it's indeed a parting of life and death, after all, the other party is going to disappear completely. But how does it feel so awkward? "Forget it, you ask."
As a result, when he "saw" Zorro like this, the other party put away his melancholy and laughed again.
"Hehe, don't be nervous or sad, it's just a matter of going through the procedure. Nothing special, and it doesn't make a difference. "But you have to answer in the shortest possible time." Think of it as a quick question and answer session. β
ββ¦β¦ All right. β
"That's right. Suppose your body has two modes of development. One is to give you an accessory system that exists in your body in some form just for you. It can list the superpowers you might have, like the talent tree in some video games, and give you suggestions for lighting up and acquiring those abilities in the best possible route. Well, like in those novels we've read in our previous lives. This reduces risk and allows you to become stronger at a relatively steady rate. In contrast, the second type is very pitiful. Without a talent tree, you can't know in advance what your potential is, and you can't plan your development route. And, since it's all about figuring it out, you'll most likely never get to the kind of heights that the first mode can achieve. So, if you had two options, which one would you choose? β
One second, five seconds, twenty seconds...... Zorro was still thinking about it, completely forgetting the "quick question" request. Well, it's possible that they didn't forget, they just deliberately ignored it. After all, he wasn't sure what the other party meant by asking such a strange question.
"It stands to reason that the second model is not comparable to the first at all, but I think given the current environment, I would choose two. I don't need someone else's route. It's just ......" said this, Zorro was still a little hesitant. After all, whether it's another him or the so-called "that person", they all know him well enough. What if his choice was already in that man's plan? What if this so-called "procedural problem", the so-called "will not have any impact", is actually a decisive link?
At this time, the other party interrupted him and looked at him with a gaze that was very foreign to him.
"No, it's enough. If I were me, if I were the same person I used to be, I would choose this way. After all, I'm you, tooβat least I was. If you choose the first option, I will be very disappointed. Completely disappearing is not the worst outcome, it is the loss of autonomy all the time. You're making me remember who I am......"
The other party didn't say anything further, but Zorro understood. It was a reassuring gaze. Match the faint smile on the other party's face...... Oh, Zorro's former body, no, maybe it should be said that the other party's body began to dissolve into pieces from the bottom to the top after that sentence "That's enough", and it dissipated little by little. The feet, the legs, the waist, the torso and the arms, the neck, and finally the face, the familiar and unfamiliar smile of Zorro, disappeared one after another, as if they had never been there.