in the edge

Chapter 608 The First Demonic Soldier
How did the demon soldiers come about?

The powerful ones actually don't know either, and Wenquxingjun actually doesn't know either. Although he holds the most powerful magic weapon in his hand, Wenquxingjun has no idea how such a magic weapon is made. If he must say something, it is the extreme emotions, coupled with the remains of the extraterritorial demon, at least all the magic soldiers came that way.

So here lies the problem.

Why is it that only the remnant of the extraterritorial demon can be used to construct demon soldiers?
This question is actually difficult to delve into, but there is no need to delve into it. Anyway, the demon from outer space comes from outer space, and there must be many things in outer space that no one can understand, so it is not too strange for the demon from outer space to create some magic soldiers - but now, an exception has appeared.

That is the wooden man in front of him. The faint aura emanating from this wooden man is indeed that of a demon soldier.

But this wooden man was not constructed from the remains of the extraterritorial demon.

But it is a very pure, or rather very ordinary, wood carving.

This completely overturned the basis of the so-called existence of the magic soldier. The magic soldier could be constructed without the remains of the devil. Moreover, everything about this magic soldier seemed to have nothing to do with the devil from outside the domain. If there must be a relationship, it was probably that this magic soldier was most likely made by the devil from outside the domain himself.

But apart from that, this magic weapon, from the choice of materials to the residual soul attached to it, is not something from outside the domain.

"That is to say..."

The real body of Wenquxingjun frowned.

He always felt that there was something wrong here, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he was missing some key information - but his intuition told him that this matter might be very important, even extremely important, even more important than the so-called outside world.

"Anyway... take him away and lock him up first."

The original body of Wenquxingjun thought about it and finally decided not to continue ordering the other Wenquxingjuns to kill. On the one hand, it was unnecessary, and on the other hand, he was a little unsure about what consequences would be caused by destroying this demon soldier.

What's more, this demon soldier is also a very valuable research material.

In other words, can a demon soldier who has self-awareness and is no different from humans really be considered a demon soldier?

"Could it be that……"

Thinking of this, Wenquxingjun suddenly caught the key information that seemed to be missing just now.

Yes, if this demon soldier is really the same as a human being, doesn’t it mean that the demon from outside the domain has already mastered the ability to create humans out of thin air?
It's not a matter between men and women, but relying on one's own strength to truly create a life out of thin air. This kind of thing...

"No, it's not out of thin air."

Wenquxingjun immediately shook his head, his judgment was too arbitrary.

Yes, this is indeed not out of thin air. After all, in addition to the wood itself, there is another crucial part in constructing the wooden man magic soldier - that is, the residual soul attached to the wood. The residual soul and the wood, the two together, make up the magic soldier itself.

“But wood is not the most important thing, or rather, wood can be replaced.”

Wenquxingjun continued to think.

What if we replace wood with stone? Or steel? I'm afraid it's also feasible. After all, these things are just a material carrier. As long as the residual soul is still there, the carrier can be replaced at will...

"Can the carrier be replaced at will?"

Wenquxingjun suddenly felt that something seemed to be wrong.

Although he did deduce this result based on the current situation, this seemingly normal result made people feel that there was something wrong no matter how they thought about it - if from the perspective of this wooden man, as long as the residual soul is still there, the carrier can be replaced at will, then by analogy, if it is applied to ordinary people...

As long as the consciousness is still there, the body can be replaced at will?

"This……"

Wenquxingjun was suddenly stunned.

Although theoretically, this statement is normal, after all, many powerful people, after gaining their abilities, the first thing they do is to change their bodies, but Wenquxingjun also knows very well that this so-called body replacement, after all, is just using one's own body to undergo more evolutions, the body is still one's own body, there is no change.

On the mortal side, there was a popular method called "Weapon Jie Xian" for a while. It was to separate one's consciousness from the body, or to make a copy and put it on weapons, so as to break free from the limitations of the mortal body and live longer in another form.

However, if this method is actually used, there will still be many problems. At least first of all, it is very questionable whether the consciousness that is separated is still oneself.

Many people think that the separated consciousness is the original person, which is normal. After all, these people are looking at it from a third-party perspective. From an observer's perspective, if one's own consciousness is separated, or copied, then the copied person is also the same person. At least they behave in the same way, do things in the same way, and even their tone of voice, communication, and even their memories of the past are exactly the same. How can they be two people?

But Wenquxingjun knew clearly that these were indeed two people.

He himself has the most say in this regard, and he can even cite a simple example at any time - just like now, he knows that among the 3,600 Wenquxingjun, there is one Wenquxingjun who likes to have some romantic affairs. Since he is not seen now, it is very likely that he has gone to the mortal world to have fun.

If they were originally the same person, then when the other Wenquxingjun was enjoying himself, he, the original body, should be able to sense it.

But he didn't feel anything about it, he didn't feel any comfort at all. What the other Wenquxingjun was doing had nothing to do with him, the original Wenquxingjun.

And this is also the biggest drawback of the Bingjiexian system.

Indeed, the copied consciousness is indeed free from the shackles of the flesh and possesses a long life, but it is only the copy that can do all this - as for the original body, when its lifespan reaches the end, or when it suddenly dies, it will be truly dead.

This is also why Wenquxingjun would sneer at the so-called Bingjiexian, simply because he knows very well that this so-called Bingjiexian is not even a human being.

Even though there are many so-called military immortals who claim that they are the original body, they are ultimately completely different from the original body. No matter how similar they are to the original body, even if they are almost identical to the ideas and extensions of the original body, their original body is indeed dead, and dead is dead.

The Bingjiexian itself is a joke, at least in the eyes of Wenquxingjun, a powerful man who has transcended life and death on his own.

But looking at it now...

"No way……"

Wenquxingjun vaguely thought of a possibility.

If this possibility is true, then it is likely that more than just those so-called military immortals will be the laughing stock.

Not only the Bingjiexian, but even the powerful ones, all ordinary people, and the entire world can be regarded as a joke.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Wenquxingjun shook his head decisively. Although he did deduce something, he refused to believe this deduction - after all, if he was asked to admit this deduction, he would have to admit that the body was meaningless and could be replaced at will, and consciousness was even meaningless and could be copied at will... Even these 3,600 Wenquxingjuns, who were the same as himself in his eyes, could be copied at will.

He seemed to have misunderstood the function of the pair of magic soldier's eyes.

The function of the magic soldier's eyeballs has never been to pull out another self from other dimensions, but to directly copy another self on the spot.

"But... Impossible!"

Wenquxingjun shook his head again.

No matter what, he would never admit it.

If everything can be copied so easily, then what are these so-called powerful beings, these so-called heroes, who have fought so hard all the way to this point, worth?
A silly joke?

What exactly is consciousness? What is the role of the body? If the body is really just a shell that carries consciousness, then it is only consciousness itself that determines everything...

"I can't think about it! I can't keep thinking about it!"

At this moment, the cautious Wenquxingjun has realized that with his current mentality and skills, he is far from being able to bear this cognition - but now it is too late even if he wants to regret it, because his thinking has already started just now.

Just like the famous story of “Don’t be like an elephant”, the more you force yourself not to think, the clearer the things that should have been forgotten will become in your mind.

Just like him at this moment.

The more you try to forget, the more those thoughts come to mind.

At this moment, it is no longer humans who are chasing knowledge, but knowledge that is chasing humans themselves.

Those completely useless and even harmful knowledge, those crazy judgments, those glimpses of real madness, are all pouring into the mind of Wenquxingjun - at this moment Wenquxingjun can no longer stop thinking, he keeps thinking, keeps thinking about what this new knowledge represents, he keeps making new plans for himself, and then keeps overturning them.

At this moment, the real body of Wenquxingjun was almost insane.

If it were someone else, they would probably be close to death by now. After all, for a powerful person, confusion of consciousness means confusion of will. When the will is confused, the power that can be exerted will naturally be reduced to only one tenth.

But the only thing that happened right now was the God of Literature, who was an accident.

Wenquxingjun has never been just one person, he is a collection of 3,600 Wenquxingjuns. Now it's just one Wenquxingjun who has gone crazy, there are still 3,559 Wenquxingjuns waiting to take his place.

However, before taking up the position, the newly appointed Wenquxingjun still has one most important thing to do.

"Give me the magic soldiers."

Another Wenquxingjun stood in front of the original Wenquxingjun.

"I can not kill you, but I have to control the magic soldiers... You are already in this state, and there is no use holding the magic soldiers. It is better to... Okay, don't look at me like that. Although I promised not to kill you, it does not mean that they all agree."

This Wenquxingjun raised his head and looked at the other Wenquxingjuns.
"But we are all Wenquxingjun after all, so they should leave your body intact."

"Ho ho ho..."

The real body of Wenquxingjun was breathing heavily. It was obvious that even though he had just been exposed to this knowledge, he was already showing signs of being unable to bear it.

But at least he still has the most basic hearing and the most basic reaction.

So after hearing these words, the real body of Wenquxingjun reached into his arms and grasped the pair of magic soldiers in his hands.

It's about holding it in your hand, not handing it out.

It was obvious that the real body of Wenquxingjun had no intention of handing over the magic soldiers at all.

"What do you want magic soldiers for? What's the point of such things?"

Wenquxingjun laughed out loud.

"Does fighting for this kind of thing make you look like a human being? Even if you get it, what will happen? You are so stupid that you know nothing about the real world, and yet you are still pursuing this kind of external thing..."

"Foreign object?"

The other Wenquxingjun sneered.

"If you really think this thing is an external object, then you should take it out instead of holding it in your hand like a treasure... If you hand over this pair of eyeballs, then we can still discuss today's matter. Whether you want to go crazy or find a place to live in seclusion, it's all easy to talk about. I can even plead with them so that the other Wenquxingjun will not hunt you down."

"It's meaningless. It's meaningless."

The real body of Wenquxingjun shook his head repeatedly, and his originally confident face was now full of dejection.

"It's meaningless. Everything is meaningless... Whether it's death or life, this kind of thing is meaningless."

"You bastard!"

Other Wenquxingjun couldn't help but curse.

"Since you've already said it's meaningless, why don't you just hand it over? You're saying it's meaningless, but you're still holding it tightly in your hand. Is this what you mean by meaningless? Is this what you mean by life and death being meaningless? Then why don't you just die?"

"Why don't I die?"

The real body of Wenquxingjun suddenly laughed strangely.

"Haha, you actually asked me why I don't want to die... That's a really good question. Why don't I want to die? Of course, it's because I can't die!"

As he said this, Wenquxingjun raised his finger and pointed.

"You, you, you, and you, and them, all the powerful ones, and even everything in this world, we can't die!"

"We are just like him. We are all residual souls. We have neither life nor death."

(End of this chapter)