[Comprehensive terror] frighten the ghost

"If you don't believe that it's your mentor, why bother to save him?" Zhou Feng folded his arms, not knowing what to say to this guy's capriciousness. "Whether he is Berkes himself or not, you will save him and protect him without hesitation. Can you watch him die? Can you treat him as a stranger who has nothing to do with you? Now that your emotions have been made If you have a choice, why should you worry about whether he is that person or not?"

"I know my heart." The other party turned his head away, "But Sandro, he doesn't know anything."

"Huh?" Zhou Feng was astonished, he never expected the other party to say that.

Indeed, to Fan Yin, it doesn't really matter whether that person is Berkes himself.Feelings are actually such a wishful thinking thing, caring about others on their own, as for that person, or even whether that person really exists, it doesn't matter.But Sandro not only has feelings for his mentor, but also obsession, because the obsession that was completely denied by the person he respected and admired must be approved by the mentor, and must be recognized by that person. Leave an indelible mark on your life.

But what if that person's life no longer exists?

What if you get to the position you dream of, only to find that the person who admired you is no longer there?

He didn't know what kind of belief Sandro held to find his mentor in the void. If there was no so-called spiritual imprint of Berks there, what kind of obsession would make the void create a space for Sandro? Such an individual?

In other words, if the person he knew was not Berks from the very beginning, then who was he?

A person who will always love himself?

A person who can affirm his accomplishments?

Or someone who is forever cold and heartless and never agrees with himself?

Which one can make Sandro achieve infinite transcendence, the answer is self-evident.

False affirmation from a false phantom would not be what Sandro wanted.

But the eternal negation given by a non-existent person can spur oneself forward.

"Necronomy is not omnipotent, it cannot really resurrect the dead. The same is true for the power of the void. The main god is nothing special, assuming that the main god passes through your spiritual imprint, that is, all your memories, what you left in the world All traces, as well as other people's perceptions of you, cross to form your copy, and your body has long since died, so will every copy made by the Lord God be exactly the same?" Fan Yin's tone became more and more serious, "That's impossible. Chance and randomness are inherent elements in the universe. Every copy of you will have slight differences. So tell me now, which one is the real you?"

He admitted he was overwhelmed by the question.He is a dead person who was resurrected into the space of reincarnation by the Lord God.But if the lord god resurrected him, he also copied many of him and put them into different universes. Are these people with different experiences and ideas all him?Or is it not him?Could it be that he is just a copy of Zhou Feng, not Zhou Feng?

Once upon a time, he thought that if he could go back to the real world, he would meet his family and friends.But now he couldn't help worrying about a terrible conjecture, what if Zhou Feng didn't die in reality?Or the main god copied a Zhou Feng and continued on his life trajectory. Everyone he knew thought that Zhou Feng was the real Zhou Feng, so who was he?

No, I can't think about this question carefully, it will hurt my head.

"I may not have a suitable answer." He replied weakly, "but to me, whether Berks is the man you used to know or not, he is the Berks I know. I don't know." Know what his past is like, he's been like that since I've known him. He's the one who chose me as captain, the one who apologizes to me if I yell at him, the one who's strong but has a good temper He is simply too much. To me, he is what he is."

"I understand, but it may not be the case for me and Sandro." Fan Yin glanced at him, obviously dissatisfied with the answer.

"But what is the standard for judging why a person is this person? Or, is there a standard in this world to define who I am?" He asked loudly, "Can you give me a pamphlet , I will test your behavior against it, if your actions are different from what is stated in the pamphlet, you are not Vine, but a copy of Vine? He believes that he is Berks, with all his own Memories and emotions, we also believe in this, the feelings for him have never changed, so what does it matter if he is a replica? Sandro just wants someone who can guide him forward, and in my case It appears that the Berkes we know is a very good mentor."

"It can be assumed, assuming that his body is still in a corner of the world, looking at someone he knows and cares about, being confused by a replica, and pouring all his emotions into that replica, how would he feel?" Fan Yin frowned, and there was an angry sadness in his eyes. "As long as I think of this possibility, I can't face up to that person."

Zhou Feng was silent.What he is most afraid of is that if this Berks is really just constructed according to Sandro's delusion, but is better than the real Berks, and the latter is still conscious and able to know what happened here, then that would be a huge problem for him. It is a great harm to a person.It's like watching a person who is better than yourself, with his own identity, deprived him of everything.

Hmm, why does it sound so much like soul wear?

He shivered, not daring to think about it any further.

"What's more, you said that he thinks he is Berkes, there is no basis for that." Fan Yin looked at the master and apprentice who were chatting happily over there with complicated expressions. "If he does have all the memories of my mentor, I think maybe even he himself is not sure whether he is a replica or the real Berkes."

Zhou Feng took a few steps back, deciding to stay away from Fan Yin and Fan Yin's troublesome questions.

"Do you know? This is where you are inferior to Sandro." In the end, he couldn't help but say, "He has an extremely firm belief that he can resurrect his mentor and that he can make up for everything. Try hard. And you don't believe in anything, you will only be disappointed, doubt. I used to think that Sandro was arrogant, and I still think so, but I'm starting to like his arrogance. He is the most popular among you One of the instructor's favourites, which is perfectly normal."

Fan Yin didn't refute him, and seemed to be in deep thought.

After daybreak, Fan Yin's team broke up with them. "Bring this." Berkes took out a fat white man with teleportation coordinates from the Book of Reincarnation, and handed it to Fan Yin. "Hold it when teleporting, and you will be able to teleport to the place where we live now." As he said, this guy also distributed a white fat man to Fan Yin's other team members one by one.

Holding the white soft inflatable toy, Fan was speechless for a while.

"You can come to visit us when you have time." Berks smiled gently, like Santa Claus who arrived early.

"Is this thing you use for positioning and teleportation?" The blond woman twitched the corner of her mouth and shook the fat man twice, "It doesn't match the style of your team at all."

"It's very cute." The blind little girl hugged the fat man, smiling, as if she was very happy.

Zhou Feng wiped his sweat secretly. What did he think at the beginning, that he entrusted Berks with the task of making teleportation coordinates?

After bidding farewell to Fan Yin's team, Zhou Feng grabbed Berks and walked to a place where no one could hear, and asked softly, "Can I see you as the real you?"

I have to admit that in the last sentence that Fan Yin said, Berkes might not think that he is the main body, so he couldn't help wondering what the person in front of him was thinking.

"I don't know either." The other party answered honestly. "I don't have memories that can determine my identity, such as the process of my birth, and so on. From the moment I became conscious, I existed, whether it was created by God or resurrected by Sandro."

"He said he found your spiritual imprint in the void, how do you feel in the void?" He asked persistently.

"I don't have that part of my memory. All I know is that I died and then I came back to life. Before I was dead and I didn't come back to life, I didn't have consciousness, did I really exist in the void, and even, did I It really exists, I don’t know about it. If you want to doubt me, yes, I admit that I may just be a copy created by Sandro.”

Zhou Feng remained silent with some fear, not daring to answer.

"Unfortunately I can't untangle your confusion. All I can say is that there is nothing confusing for me. I am who I am, and I am not whatever you define, and I don't live for your expectations, your definitions. .” The other party’s expression was resolute, as if he had understood everything. "As for you, you need to make your own choices. Do you believe me or not?"