After burping the soul monster, he turned with difficulty, facing Faust and Squealer, and said in John's voice, "Mr. Faustus, teacher, what are your orders?"

What's the situation? Faust looked dumbfounded. John's voice was deep and magnetic, and very attractive, but there was always an indescribable sense of incongruity that came from the round mouthparts of the soul substitute.

Squealer was not surprised by this, and he smiled kindly—definitely more kindly than he did to the real John, "My good boy, you are ...... You're a ...... Perfection. ”

Squealer's emotions still haven't calmed down, so much so that he can only repeat this pointless trash talk. Faust even wondered whether this secondary life-creating psychic could permanently sacrifice the user's intellect and reason.

Fortunately, Squealer finally regained his senses, and his voice became dry again, "Substitute Soul Monster, I order you to disguise yourself as John, maintain his behavior pattern before his death, and obey orders, understand?"

"Understood. The substitute monster, who had been hovering in the air all this time, replied crisply.

"Why is this ability called 'Secondary Life Creation'?" Faust asked suddenly. This surprised Squealer, who had expected Faust to care more about the Substitute Souls.

Still, he told Faust without reservation, and he smiled bitterly, "Brother Faustus, the answer is obvious, because it can only create an incomplete life." ”

"I told you before that we can't make a whole new mind, and that mind is one of the most important components of a living being. Without a heart, there is no life. This one...... I can barely call it a secondary life. Squealer glanced at the soul-substitutes who were flying up and down around John's body.

Faust suddenly became very interested, "In other words, this soul substitute doesn't actually have a mind at all, so does he have intelligence?" According to the meaning of Squeala's words, this soul substitute is a bit like something from Faust's previous life, which makes him very interested.

Squealer shook her head, "Wisdom...... If you mean memory and logic, he not only has, but is very good, but ......," he paused, "the things that this psychic can make are all imaginative, uncreative, and even have a very poor ability to reassemble memories, and they are by no means intelligent. ”

The Soul Substitute completely ignores the fingers of Squealer and Faust, and is so absorbed in studying John's corpse that he does not look like a sapient creature at all.

Faust nodded, indicating that he understood—this was a weak AI at all, and he had been tired of hearing similar concepts in his previous life, and what Squealer was talking about was not new.

Squealer was not surprised by Faust's receptivity - there was something similar in the New World, and the Golem was.

"Then why is he pretending to be John?" Faust spared a large circle, and pulled the problem away from the academic realm to the real world, "If, as you say, it's just a psionic golem, then it's almost certain to be discovered." ”

This time it was Squealer's turn to laugh at Faust's IQ not being online, of course, he didn't say it explicitly, but his smiling face was no different from saying it directly, "Brother Faustus, do you know? According to our research, more than 95% of human actions are fixed, and 95% of the rest is just a random permutation of some simple feedback behaviors. ”

Faust listened to Squealer's theory and thoughtfully, "You mean ......"

"That's right, Brother Faustus, if you master the pattern of a person's behavior, you can perfectly make a counterfeit product. Squealer said proudly.

But immediately his mood dropped slightly, "but the usual way can't extract a person's behavior patterns - they are clearly placed in the memory, but you can never learn it, because you are not him." ”

Faust understood, and he took over, "That's because a man's pattern of behavior must be in harmony with his mind, and even have some kind of correspondence. ”

Faust's train of thought became more and more smooth, "Then in order to fit this pattern of behavior perfectly, we must create a mind for him!" The reason is simple, if the key to a lock is broken, you should not try to poke the lock with another key, but get a new key.

Squealer was amazed by Faust's comprehension and said, "Exactly, Brother Faustus." You don't need me to explain, you can figure it out yourself!"

"And what about this spell? It's also a genius idea, and I can't even imagine it being artificially created. Faust pointed to the side of the substitute monster - the little monster had finished touring his future home and was about to move in.

Its body slowly turned translucent, with a hint of blue. Faust knew that this was a characteristic of an imaginary creature, and that this little monster also had the ability to transform into an imaginary body.

After it became an imaginary body, it was able to move freely through the entity, and even flew much more easily. The Soul Monster plunged headlong into John's skull, but it flew out of the back of the head in an instant, and flew four or five feet before it made an arc and flew back to John's corpse.

Undeterred—and this seems particularly unintelligent—he persevered in his actions. He slowed down a little each time, trying to find a way to keep himself in Faust's skull. Faust looked at it dumbfounded, and finally lost a little awe of the creator of the ability.

But Squealer was not, he had great respect for his mentor, and he lowered his voice as if he were afraid of disturbing someone, "My teacher, Elder Hermes of the Brotherhood, he is the greatest genius. ”

"He has created more psionic energy than the stars in the sky, and this eighth-level psionic energy is his proudest invention - even surpassing many ninth-level psionic abilities...... and Legendary Psionic Powers. Squealer seems to have misunderstood what Faust meant, perhaps because he admired the Hermes elder so much that he thought Faust wanted an answer.

Faust was hesitating to reorganize the language and ask questions in a more explicit way, such as "What is the specific effect of this spell, and what kind of energy does it belong to?" As for whether or not it could be taught to him, Faust didn't care too much, not to mention whether he could learn it or not, and even if he did, he couldn't use it.

But Squealer preemptively answered Faust's question, "This spell is endless, and as long as you have enough knowledge of biology, you can make any reasonable creature — I mean, something that looks like a creature." ”

"And this substitute for the soul...... Did you improvise it?" This kind of highly targeted thing is not so easy to design, and if it is really Squealer's inspiration, Faust's opinion of him will be raised again.

"Of course not, this is one of the templates that Mr. Hermes provided me - I think he expected me to meet you, but I didn't expect him to have such a deep knowledge in the Department of Psychic Prophecy......"

Faust was inflamed by the frenzied Squealer, who was eager to meet this Mr. Hermes and see how his confusion control skills could turn a high-class psychic sorcerer into a dead-hearted minion.