Volume II: The Mystery Mountains 109: The Experiment of the Holy Cross

"At what age do you humans consciously recognize that you are 'yourself'?"

Faced with Mr. Xiao's speechless question, Fang Nuo chose to answer the question with a question.

"After a year old, I think."

Mr. Yo was in his thirties, and he couldn't remember anything about the time when he first developed his sense of self.

"Since I ......can remember," Fang Nuo had mentioned to the mourning birds before he moved out, "I am 'Fang Nuo'." ”

"That's right......," Mr. Yoi nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder Black Phosphorus regarded you as the Beastmaster's 'backhand' for resurrection. ”

"Aren't you ever surprised yourself? To some thoughts that pop up in your heart, to what happens to you, to the power you have in your hands? Mr. Xiao threw out several questions in a row, and Fang Nuo was overwhelmed by them.

"I'm 'me.'" Fang Nuo replied.

"Even if one day, I remember a memory that I haven't experienced in the past, that won't change that established fact."

His personality does not change with the accumulation of knowledge and the increase of cognition.

Generally speaking, if a monster has a "drastic change in personality", it must have experienced something tragic and unacceptable, or, on the contrary, changed its personality due to ecstasy or rage.

But this kind of thing, Fang Nuo didn't think would happen to him.

Truth be told, he only cares about himself.

In the past few days since he ran out of Huangxian Ridge, what he has thought and thought has well confirmed this fact.

His personality rarely fluctuated violently, and he thought that even if Huangxian Ling suffered a catastrophe after he went back, as long as he could escape, he would probably be able to live with a good attitude.

It's just that there is one more option to "avenge the relatives you know".

The choice is also entirely his.

If it is a natural disaster, it can be regarded as a punishment of nature and not left unattended; If it was committed by other demon beast clans, with the spiritual power he held now, it would be enough for the culprit to taste the consequences with his fellow clansmen.

"It's not as simple as you think." "You've seen a feathered serpent, and he used to be like a normal human child. ”

"Change is subtle, it doesn't come suddenly, it ends abruptly...... You never know when it's going to stop. ”

The experienced human shook his head:

"At that time, you didn't have time to react yourself, and the inner core had actually been replaced by someone else...... Other beasts. ”

"I said it." Fang Nuo's tone gradually became impatient, he felt that the humans outside the carriage really loved to "drill the horns", a dead brain, "I am me." ”

"The inner is replaced by other beings...... That's just your human opinion. He retorted, "The fact that the Feathered Serpent ended up on that path only shows that it is by His nature." ”

If he becomes an unknown beastmaster one day, it can only mean that he is the beastmaster in the first place.

"Fang Nuo" is "Fang Nuo", and "Fang Nuo" can also be the king of beasts, and there is no conflict between the two.

"Don't get caught up in it." He walked through the wall of a carriage and reminded the humans.

"So are you." Mr. Yoi, who felt that his thoughts were getting more and more confused, also replied with a prompt, "Let's not talk about this 'are you or not'...... Sometimes, we humans have to worry about the day when we will suddenly be replaced by other beings. ”

"The Holy Cross has done a similar experiment......"

"Hey!" Fang Nuo, who was in the carriage, jumped onto the wall of the carriage and yelled at the human on the other side who wanted to stop talking, "Don't stop halfway through your words!" ”

"Ahh He freed one paw and scratched the hair on his cheek, "How come you humans are like this! ”

"I thought you weren't interested." Mr. Yoi drove the car and felt that he had the upper hand.

Although there was no fighting between them, it was just an ordinary conversation.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Today's torture of the throat cavity and tongue was much longer than usual, and Fang Nuo inevitably felt a little unbearable.

But he still insisted on maintaining the proper pronunciation of his words, and at the same time summoned a little spiritual power to polish it.

The vocal organs of the Yellow Immortal clan are no better than those of humans, and when they want to imitate human speech, they also need to perform a small "miracle".

And because the Yellow Immortals have been practicing this skill since childhood, the "miracle" has lost its legendary flavor and has become a "habit-like existence".

"Ahem...... Well, to that extent. He pressed his throat to the neck and cleared his throat, "Sharing is a virtue, human, you can say everything you haven't said yet." ”

"It's so uncomfortable to hold what you want to say, isn't it?"

"Heh, you guy, you really look like a-"

"Stop." Fang Nuo hurriedly stopped Mr. Xiao from pulling the topic away, "It's not time to say this sentence yet, when I ask you, you can talk about it." ”

"Now, then......" he hinted at his interest in the topic that humanity had just brought up, "please." ”

"Weird little guy."

The human muttered softly, and then, once again, let his mind sink into memory......

That was ten years ago.

At that time, the Holy Cross was caught in a frenzy of belief in the "true", and they deified the concept in an attempt to bring it to a devout believer.

In this way, their "gods" will have a substance, and their beliefs will have a target, so that they can be more justified and receive more and more support.

Believers in the Holy Cross used the corpse of a believer.

They performed a ceremony on it.

"And then?" The little beast slipped off the wall of the carriage and lay on the floor of the carriage, tilting its head sideways to ask the carriage merchant opposite him, who had suddenly been silenced.

"Was the ceremony a success?"

"Later, the guild was built, and my friend, Bishop Gilrim, became one of the guild chiefs."

"What does this have to do with my problem?" Fang Nuo was confused by Mr. Xiao's answer, "Do you want to help me organize the timeline of what happened in the past ten years?" That chief then died, right? ”

"Killed by Feathered Serpent, by his adopted orc hybrid, right?"

There was no need for him to hide that Mr. Yoi himself knew about these things, Fang Nuo thought to himself.

"You've been with us for a long time when you're in the forest." Mr. Yoi smiled, knowing that Fang Nuo had been the witch's "pet", so he would not blame him for his voyeurism.

"You can think of it as such."

"But if I had to say, it was because of this ritual that happened in the past that the other chief drifted away from the friend he had always supported, and finally left...... What do you think? ”

"Is this something that can tell you about unfamiliar monsters?"

Fang Nuo was stunned for a moment, and soon had a clear idea.

But he didn't express it explicitly, but chose to question the other party in the form of rhetorical questions.

"It doesn't matter, the empire doesn't care about that organization anymore, no matter what I say, it's just reminiscing about my past." A bitter smile appeared on Mr. Yoi's face.

It's a pity that his back is to Fang Nuo, and there is a carriage wall between the two, and his mood has never been able to convey to the heart of the little beast who lacks heart.

"The reason why Bishop Gilrim did everything he could to adopt Quetzalcoatl, who is an orc hybrid and has a positive testimony, is because ...... He's a bastard too? ”

"I think you need to get an education." The human at the helm of the carriage pretended to be serious, "Learn how to speak well." ”

"I'm not very familiar with the words used in human language...... There was no time to translate for a while. Fang Nuo found a good reason for himself, "Ahem, that bishop is actually a 'hybrid' of demon beasts and humans?" No...... He's actually a monster beast with a human skin? ”

Wow, what a guess, Fang Nuo couldn't help but imagine the expression of the human on the other side of the wall at the moment.

The outside world is really exciting enough, and even the outdated events are enough to make his heart surging and his blood boiling...... In fact, he likes to learn about the gossip of other races.

"No, it's called delving into the anecdotes of other races." Fang Nuo revised his thoughts.

"That's what you said." Outside the carriage, the carriage merchant did not respond positively to his conjecture.

"We're coming." After another moment, he spoke.

Fang Nuo jumped onto the top of the seat in the carriage with a "pout", his two forepaws on the window, and his eyes looked straight out of the window.

The earth-gray stone walls that stand majestically among the mountains are already close in front of you.

"When we get to the end of the stone wall, we're going to say goodbye." The human driving man sighed softly, "Time flies really fast." ”

"Although we haven't known each other for long, although ...... Once upon a time, you were at best a small monster that I would hunt. "Sensationalism seems to be a pre-existing problem of human beings before parting," but this time we had a good conversation, and between you and me, it was like ...... 'at first sight'. ”

"I'm not interested in being a friend of the Monster Hunters." Fang Nuo lowered his voice and replied sullenly, "If it's just a carriage merchant, it's pretty much the same. ”

"Hey," Fang Nuo, who suddenly remembered something else, raised his voice, "ahem, your emus, did you leave them in that village?" ”

"The kind old village chief couldn't bear to see me take so many creatures on this trip in vain, so he bought them all." The humans outside the carriage also raised their voices in reply.

"Okay, he's so kind."

Through the fragments of memories he read from the mourning bird, Fang Nuo could now vaguely detect that the village chief's identity was extraordinary, but he did not have suitable evidence to confirm this vague feeling.

There was a sound of "Ding Ling Dang" from outside the carriage, and then, Fang Nuo's eyes vaguely appeared in front of him, which was the "perspective" ability he had awakened before using himself.

As if he were a child, Mr. Yoi, who mentioned that he had "made a fortune from the village chief", was now hooking a string of copper-colored metal discs with one hand, making them constantly circle around his fingers as the central axis.

In his other hand, he carried an open cloth bag, which was shiny and stuffed with something like gold leaf.

Fang Nuo snorted, pretending that he hadn't seen this scene.

"Hey, little one, you...... Actually, it's not a mink, right? ”

After a while, he saw that the carriage was getting closer and closer to the "end of the stone wall", and Mr. Xiao's tone became more and more calm when he spoke.

Nonsense! Hearing this, Fang Nuo almost fell from the window, he only felt speechless for a while, it was already time to separate, how could this human react to this incident?

Isn't that obvious? Could it be that all human beings are not long-sighted, and will put "mink" and yellow immortals...... Albino yellow fairy looks confused?

"You're not the most common kind of monster beast in that mountainous area...... "The human race analyzes it to himself, "Everyone calls that race 'Yellow Immortals', and they have many close relatives, but they have different living habits, and sometimes they have very different appearances and styles. ”

I am Huang Xian...... Fang Nuo opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the declaration.

The experience of the past few days has made him realize the fact that he is not actually a real member of the family.

It was probably picked up by the clansmen, or maybe it was a mixture of Huang Xian and other races.

In the past, the elders, brothers, and sisters mentioned the "past of his parents", maybe it has nothing to do with him, it is all about other families, and he is just an "outsider".

However, the heartless little beast was not depressed by these discoveries, and he only remembered it when he needed to think about it.

Other times, he threw the discovery behind him entirely, as if he wasn't the beast.