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He sorted out these fragments of memory, and told the stories of those demon sword users to Shirtel one by one.

"Its owner was the ancestor of the Fire Giants, who burned the world to nothingness in Ragnarok.

"There is also a user who is a magister of the Space-Time Administration, the avatar of the magic device 'Book of Darkness', and possesses a magic device called the Flaming Demon Sword.

"The other is the reincarnation of the ancestor of vampires. While watching a total solar eclipse, he was involved in a castle full of demons and finally defeated the forces of chaos.

"The goddess of war who was sent by the main god to the human world before the end of the world, cut off the head of the dragon with a sword of flame.

"One of them, living in the continent of Arad, is a secret experimental subject of the Imperial Knights, mastering the taboo 'sword control'. In order to avenge the empire, you made an oath with the ultimate magic sword...

"They were all once users of the magic sword 'Levantine', but none belonged to Terra."

Shirte listened carefully, crossing out and writing down something in the notebook from time to time.

After Shen Cangye finished speaking, she remained silent for a long time.

In the end, she just said: "It seems that these are not my memories. I also take part of it as my own experience."

The tone is calm and breezy.

It was as if countless days and nights of searching for it were nothing but passing clouds to her.

Shen Cangye still wanted to say something, but saw Miss Sarkaz turned around and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Shen Cangye asked.

"Go to the next place in memory." Shirtel didn't turn his head, but said briefly.

"Since you've come to Rhodes Island, don't you want to rest for a few days?" Shen Cangye said, "The facilities in Rhodes Island must be better than the ones where you lived and slept in the wind."

"There's no need to waste time here."

"I heard from the medical operator that you may be infected with ore disease, and I also hope that you stay in Rhodes Island for treatment." Shen Cangye said.

"I don't care." Stelter glanced at him, "Thanks for telling me this, bye."

What if... I have no intention of staying at all.

624. Discharge a box of ice cream first

Shen Cangye was very helpless.

The lonely Miss Sarkaz seemed to have absolutely no intention of connecting with anyone.

It doesn't matter to others.

But he has to find a way to recruit her to Rhodes Island!

"Next week, Rhodes Island will send the aircraft to Sargon, why don't you go with us." Shen Cangye said, "It can also save your time, can't it?"

Shirtel turned his head, and Shen Cangye accurately met those purple eyes.

Like a burning rose.

"How did you know I was going to Sargon?" she asked.

Shen Cangye pointed to her notebook, "Forests, waterfalls, cliffs, deep pools, statues of demons—this should be the scenery that can only be seen in the Akahura area of ​​Sargon."

This is a line of words that he inadvertently glanced at in Shirtel's notebook just now.

The red-haired Sarkaz frowned, "It's not a good habit to peek at other people's privacy, Shen Cangye."

——Obviously you showed it to me, okay?

Shen Cangye was speechless.

"Do you want to go with us?" Shen Cangye asked, "You can stay here for a few days first, and then take our aircraft to go together when we officially set off."

After thinking for a moment, Shirter asked a decisive question: "Does your restaurant sell ice cream?"

Shen Cangye rolled his eyes.

Push the nose on the face and return it!

In this way, Shirtel settled down in Rhodes Island "with great reluctance".

——In order to catch the plane a week later.

Sturtle's room is very close to Rhode Island's deck.

When she was free, she would go to the bridge at the highest point of the deck.

Perhaps in open areas, thinking is more open.

It took Shirtel a few days and nights to sort out the messy memories, and to sort out the remaining possibly related geographical and object nouns in his notebook.

Sometimes, she would see that medical operator named Shen Cangye coming to the deck with a Kuranta.

They would sit and look at the stars together.

Once, a meteor streaked across the night sky.

The girl made a wish and said that she hoped they would be together in the next life.

Shirtle didn't understand.

In the next life... what's the point of that?

It's just naive to childish nonsense.

But when she saw the man hugging Kuranta, she smiled and said, "Is it just the next life?"

"Then, next life, next life, next life..."

"Okay, I will chase you in the next life."

"Hmph, then I will be like you before, pretending to be a fool who doesn't understand style, and test you hard!"

"Say it's okay not to bully, hey!"

The pen in Shirtel's hand stopped.

She has a lot of different memories in her head.

In these memories she has completely different relationships and is in a completely different geographical location.

Maybe one of Levantine's users was once in love with another person.

After his death, this memory was only coldly preserved.

When Stelter recalled, she didn't feel anything.

So, what is the meaning of the relationship between people?

More often, Shirter saw that man came to the deck with other colleagues wearing the armbands of the medical department to discuss cases, scientific research projects and work.

On another occasion, he and a silver-haired Agor walked onto the deck while discussing experiments and papers.

They discussed a variety of topics, from their respective scientific research projects to philosophy, religion...

Stelter heard them discuss the identity of personalities...

Philosophers have long debated the question of what makes me who I am.

Is it this skin?

No.

As a person grows, except for a few permanent cells such as cardiomyocytes, almost all the cells in the body have been replaced, just like the ship of Theseus.

So what proves that I am the same person I was born so many years ago?

Some philosophers believe that the only thing that really remains constant throughout our lives is our name.

Philosophers have struggled for a long time with the problem of personal identity, trying to find a property that maintains identity across time and makes me me.

She heard Shen Cangye talking about the theory of John Locke, a Victorian philosopher.

—What makes me me is what is not physical, it is consciousness.

A single consciousness is not maintained throughout a person's entire life.

We sleep every day.

But when we wake up, we realize that we are still who we were yesterday.

What gives people this personal identity is memory.

——The memory of each time point is connected with the previous time point, allowing us to maintain the identity of personality.

Nervous memories of our first bike rides;

Memories of pain when we were cut by a knife;

Memories of when we sweated profusely on the court...

All memories make up who we are now.

Man is like a necklace of pearls.

Each pearl on it represents our memory of a certain period of time.

It is these pearls that make me who I am.

Back in the room, Shirtel stared at a line of words in the notebook in a daze.

——Then who am I?

She still hasn't found the memory that really belongs to her.

In Shirtel's mind, all the memories she was sure belonged to her were all in the process of searching for memories.

She couldn't get back the old dream, and couldn't grasp the present.

Annoyed, Shirter snapped the notebook shut.

It was the first time she was angry with herself.

and confused.

This has never been done before.

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Three days later, the mission team set off for Sargon.

On the corridor leading to the Rhodes Island deck, Shirtel saw the man again.

He's still with that Kuranta.

Seeing him, Shirter felt inexplicably annoyed.

"Shirtel." Shen Cangye greeted her.

Sarkaz snorted coldly, counting it as a greeting.

Platinum looked at her back curiously, "This is the Miss Sarkaz you mentioned?"

"Yes." Shen Cangye held his hand while dragging the box forward, "She wants to fly to Sargon with me."

"Well...you're gone again." Little Tianma's ears drooped.

"Didn't you already do a good job of psychological preparation last night, why did you start to get entangled again today?" Shen Cangye smiled and patted her head.

The little girl cried a lot last night. I don't know if it was because of nervousness. She also slept very honestly. She woke up many times in the middle of the night. Today, her eye circles are all black and blue.

"That's different!" Platinum dragged his hand and kept looking at him, as if he wanted to engrave his face into his memory, "I can't bear you..."

"I'll be back soon." Shen Cangye smiled and rubbed her soft ears.

Platinum warned earnestly: "You have to remember to eat well and sleep well."

"Okay okay."

"Remember not to run into dangerous places together."

"As ordered."

"Remember to message me."

"Of course I will remember."

"And remember to think of me..."