Overturned Tower

"...You speak as if you are very experienced."

Russell frowned.

He was still a little sleepy because he was full, but he was finally woken up by the bad day and couldn't sleep anymore.

He turned over and sat down on the sofa obediently.

Although these words came from the mouth of Bad Day, the convincing power must be somewhat low...

But Russell did feel vaguely about it, so he decided to listen to it.

"There is no love in your imitation, just as there is no true love in the eyes of the man in the mirror.

"This is also very reasonable. Unless it is a narcissistic pervert, how can anyone look at himself in the mirror with affection?"

Bad Day said solemnly and very positively.

Although there are many flaws in his words, they are indeed worthy of Russell's serious consideration.

"You're done moving, aren't you?"

Bad Ri asked, "What's the real name of your psychic power?"

"The container of God."

Russell didn't hide anything: "I think this psychic power has two meanings.

"One is a container for holding gods, and the other is an artifact for holding souls."

Now that he's fully understood, Bad Day is basically his uncle or uncle... and still doesn't have any kids of his own, so he sees himself as the type to bring up kids. Undoubtedly a trustworthy person.

Although it is somewhat tainted with the taste of "bad days are most dangerous when it is safe", it is also one of the few people Russell can share secrets without hesitation.

"...Isn't it imitation, but the storage of other people's souls?"

Bad Day was a little surprised by the answer.

He quickly realized the key to this question: "Wait, do you know what your psychic power means?

"Maybe you can become the holy son of the church."

"…church?"

"The 'true god' they are looking for is to store everyone's consciousness in one place through uploading their thoughts...in order to achieve the 'integration of collective subconscious'.

"Don't you think that your soul is the embryonic form of this idea? Have you ever thought about what you are essentially if you contain enough personalities?"

"You mean..."

Russell was slightly taken aback when he heard the words: "Small...God?"

Accommodate the soul, will, and heart of others, so that they can be comforted and their wishes fulfilled.

"It doesn't have to be a small god."

Bad Day said meaningfully: "You might as well guess, if you can hold half of the human souls in this world...then what will the Cyber ​​Church do?"

"Continue to train me, and make me a saint after I die? Or dig out my brain and make it a real 'sacred script' server?"

Russell guessed.

Bad Ri sneered: "You just don't understand the church.

"According to what I know about them...if your psychic power can accommodate half of the souls in this world, then they will kill the other half without hesitation and integrate them all into one with you. In this way, human beings will directly complete fulfilled their mission of 'returning to God'.

"In that case, you will have the strongest power of the holy order in the world—the power of the holy order called 'God'. Its power is enough to transform the world and recreate the world... This is the future that the church expects.

"But in that case, do you think you can still have your own personality?

"Since this is the case, if the number starts to shrink...do you think that the number of people you can accommodate is the limit that can maintain your own personality?"

Such realistic and cold words soaked into Russell's heart like ice water.

While he was slightly startled, he calmed down in an instant.

"You mean...my spiritual power can't imitate 'love'?"

He was vaguely aware of Bad Day's thoughts: "Once there is 'love', the volume of this data will be too large."

Just like a hungry person eats biscuits, he is really full when he eats until he is full.

But if he eats compressed biscuits until he is full, and then drinks water... then it is not as simple as being full. Stomach may be burst.

For him, "love" is food that swells like this.

Now his blue shift value is not stable enough, if he doesn't use Delphinium's chip to forcibly increase the blue shift by one level, he can't even make Morgan's mask stably.

If he becomes Morgan, he will be soaked in her love... The emotional fluctuations soaked in his body at that moment will undoubtedly push his red shift to another level.

"In my opinion, this should be a kind of safety valve. A 'key' made so that you don't get too 'into the show'."

Bad Day seriously replied: "According to my research on psychic power, you should be able to 'imitate love'. In other words, there should be such a dangerous switch in your psychic power... After you turn it on, you can do it. Something more dangerous.

"Everyone's psychic powers more or less have this kind of 'switch'. I think that if you can use your own talents to understand 'love', you will turn on this dangerous switch that belongs to you and step into a new era completely. boundary."

"Basically speaking, they are already demons, right?"

Russell frowned.

Psionic powers cannot increase without warning, without reason... unless it is a power on the "other side".

"What is the fundamental difference between a demon and you?"

Bad Ri asked back: "You are him, and he is you. Have you forgotten that the reason why the demons go crazy and kill people is because they inherited your will?

"From this point of view, the devil is avenging you. Isn't this your most trustworthy companion?"

"But the devil must eat people."

Russell said without hesitation: "Because of this, he cannot be a human companion."

Bad Day shook his head.

He asked from another angle: "Then why do you think demons must eat people? Or, when did demons have to start eating people?"

Russell froze.

The appearance of little Liuli at that time appeared in his mind.

"It's very simple... When the sixth-level redshift is reached, the original personality of the host dies. The demon must eat people to maintain itself.

"But you have also been to the Reconstruction Institute. Are the demons there eating people?"

"But they do die, too," Russell emphasized. "There are demons who destroy themselves because they haven't eaten people for a long time."

"It's not that the devil has to eat people because it exists. It's that the devil has to eat other people because 'you're gone'.

"The devil... Or, the 'spiritual energy' itself is symbiotic with you. You can trust him a little more...and release your own demons when needed."

The bad day follows good advice: "As long as you communicate well with the devil, he will not cause trouble.

"Why, don't you want to feel 'true love'? I believe that there must be something like that in the masks of Blue Robin and Morgan."

Russell stared at Bad Sun for a long time.

He suddenly asked, "So...

"—are you a demon now, Mr. Bad Day?"

Hearing the words on a bad day, he finally smiled with satisfaction.

He looked at Russell with relief, and shook his head: "I am not now.

"But maybe at some point, it will be."

As he spoke, he tapped Russell's forehead.

He said flatly: "Don't completely believe the nonsense of those people in the company. The devil is also a part of yourself. If you can't control it, it's because of the fault of the person who can't control it. There is nothing wrong with power itself.

"Believe in the devil in your heart, and you also believe in yourself. What you have to do is to perceive the devil, control the devil, and control the devil, instead of denying its existence and suppressing its power."

Speaking of this, Bad Ri's voice suddenly became cold and rational, his eyes became cold, and his voice became low: "Why do you suddenly long for love? In my opinion~ www.readwn.com~ and delphinium It doesn't matter what's going on, it's the demon 'hungry' in your heart.

"It's like parasites eating your nutrients and making you hungry.

"When you have completed the transfer, the demon in your heart has awakened. All the instincts that you have suppressed and forgotten have also awakened...

"The essence of the devil is the same as yours, and it is so eager to get the power of 'love', which shows that you are actually the same, but you are deceiving yourself - because of your past experience, you dare not look directly at the sprouting in your heart. Out of the desire for 'love'.

"But psychic power is honest power. No one can deceive his own heart, and because of this... one cannot deceive the demon in his own heart."

Russell looked up suddenly.

He asked again: "Are you a demon now, Mr. Bad Day?"

"first meet."

"Bad Sun" said coldly: "My name is Kui Ri...Mr. Container."