hunt and eat

In this regard, Guta was not surprised.

Seeing this, the young man scratched his head and smiled, "You guessed it a long time ago?"

"Not really..." Guta glanced at the fur coat on his body.

I don't know when, the clothes on my body, which were originally wet by the tide, turned dry, as if they had just been dried in the sun.

"However, how much do you know that this is not the real world, after all..."

Having said that, Guta raised his head speechlessly.

"In reality, how can there be such a huge wave that is hundreds of kilometers long and connects the sky and the earth."

"Well, they are all concrete products, and it's normal for you to notice them."

The young man patted Guta on the shoulder warmly, like a big brother next door who is harmless to humans and animals.

"Speaking of which, who are you? Why did it appear in my mind?"

Guta slapped the opponent's hand away angrily, hugged his chest, and stared at the opponent with some anger.

Since this is the thinking world, it is his private space, or the harbor of his soul... This guy's current behavior has already constituted an illegal trespass into someone else's house.

"For a long time, you haven't figured it out yet?"

The young man touched his nose resentfully.

Guta was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in a half-guessing, half-certain tone: "My second personality?"

"Wrong, wrong~"

The young man covered his head and gave a hint with a headache on his face.

"What are you missing now?"

"Memory?" After thinking for a long time, Guta said hesitantly.

"That's it."

Afraid of clapping his hands, the young man obviously didn't want to go around in circles anymore, and simply revealed his identity.

"I am your memory, your past, and your half."

"My name used to be Wang Hao, but now, my name is Guta."

The young man spoke slowly and looked at the ancient tower meaningfully.

"Ha, memory can have its own consciousness? I'm really crazy."

Guta said with emotion quite sincerely.

"Although you're not crazy yet, you're about to..." The young man Guta wiped his face, and instantly changed into a similar appearance to Guta.

"To get out of here, you need to make a choice."

"Like those two ships just now? They're all gone, how can I choose?"

Guta mocked angrily.

"If you think about it, they can still appear at any time..." Memory looked at the ancient tower and said meaningfully.

"I just said casually, I wouldn't get on those two ships." Guta shrank his neck and shook his head vigorously.

Soon, he looked at the memory next to him and asked curiously, "So, what do those two ships represent?"

Beidi Pavilion

Since it is my own thinking world, it should be the embodiment of something.

What could it be?

Memory is obviously not the nature of a riddler, on the contrary, he is very good at being a teacher, and he will give the answer in the next second.

"The one in front is the gluttonous blood in your body, and it is absolutely sensual. Of course, I personally prefer to call it... animal nature."

"The latter ship is the system on your body, and it is also the body of the [Eight Miracles·Gods Spirit] you comprehended. It is absolute rationality, or... divinity."

"Leaving aside the former one, what's the matter with the latter one? Is the system in my body trying to usurp the throne and become the master?"

Although the memory has not yet been recovered, Guta instinctively felt that this was not a good omen.

"That's not true, but if you choose divinity, then your memory and emotions will be completely deleted by the system, and will never be restored."

"A person who lacks memory and emotion is nothing more than a puppet that can be copied infinitely... At that time, what is the difference between you, who is a piece of white paper like a machine, and the system?"

The young man spread his hands and sighed.

"I have no choice between these two, so I can only choose you?"

Guta looked at the young man in front of him depressedly, feeling that the other party was a bit of a bad shopping guide.

Other people's products are not good, but your own products are good, right?

"Don't get me wrong..." The young man chuckled, and an inexplicable look flashed across his face, "You are not the only one who needs to make a choice."

……

Chapter 60 Even if time is fleeting, it is eternity to me

"What do you mean~ brother?" Guta scratched his head, and inexplicably popped out a somewhat familiar dialect.

But because the ancient pagoda had no memory at all at this time, he himself couldn't understand what he meant after he finished speaking, and he was the first person to stand there in a daze.

At least in the memory of the side, it is very stupid.

"Did I get too close to you? Are you recovering some of your memories so soon?"

Memory scratched his head, found a comfortable position to prop up his cheeks, said something to himself, and then continued.

"Strictly speaking, although you are an ancient tower, you are not completely..."

"Your words have confused me for a long time, am I still not me?"

Guta complained expressionlessly.

"how to say……"

Memory slowly got up, hands behind his back, circling the ancient tower, and explained slowly: "You are our soul, perhaps in a religious sense, it can indeed be used as a symbol representing the individual of the ancient tower, but..."

"When a person comes to the world, he experiences heartache and pain, tastes joys and sorrows, and enjoys freedom and freedom...his existence itself must include another thing."

The young man laughed loudly, and pointed to himself lightly.

"That's me, memory!"

"Understood? You and I, soul plus memory, that is the complete ancient pagoda."

"So, of course you can choose me, but I don't necessarily have to choose you."

"The so-called right to choose, the key that constitutes the ancient pagoda, between you and me, is just divided into two."

As soon as the words fell, the ancient pagoda... no, the ground between the soul and the memory began to shatter violently.

As the dark sea water poured in from the break in the middle, the two became facing each other across the sea in a blink of an eye.

The violent sea breeze blows the long hair of the memory, like an invisible phantom, baring its teeth and claws behind him.

"You don't want to go back to reality?"

Soul Ancient Tower asked incomprehensibly.

"What is reality? What is illusion?"

Memory took off the glasses on his face, inserted one hand into the bangs on his forehead, and combed them back casually.

A completely different face from before, full of reckless madness, with a slightly mocking expression.

"I am memory, my existence itself has nothing to do with time, nothing to do with matter."

"Whether it's at this moment or in the future a hundred years later, I'm just getting bigger and bigger, but for me, what's the difference between that and the present?"

"Do you understand, even if time is momentary, it is eternity to me"

"tell me……"

"Why should I, under your will, become a complete stranger?"

memory asked.

Soul Guta felt a headache.

Is memory all this crazy?

Or is mine a special case?

It's fine if it's a fight, but in the current situation, it seems that he doesn't have much advantage in the authority of the thinking world... But if he uses his words to escape, he is really not good at this kind of philosophical debate.

Is this memory guy so unwilling to be changed?

and many more?

Don't want to be changed?

The ancient tower of soul suddenly realized a crucial problem.

Then an extremely sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Hehehe~"

"Why are you laughing so disgustingly all of a sudden?" Memory frowned and pulled the corners of his mouth unnaturally.

For some reason, he quite hated the other party's off-line behavior.

"It suddenly occurred to me that although you have been saying things that you don't want to be changed, ah..."

Guta raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

"As long as I exist, aren't you being changed all the time?"

Memory's face instantly turned livid.

This weakness that he least wanted to be discovered by the other party was finally exposed.

"You see, no matter whether we can get out or not, as long as I remain awake, what I think and do will inevitably create new memories, that is to say...you will definitely be changed by me."

"Either way..."

Guta unbuttoned his trouser belt, facing the raging waves that were still roaring, he began to urinate as if no one else was there.

Although he didn't understand why the mind space could go to the bathroom, or what it meant to shush in his head, but in short, he did it.

The monstrous waves that were roaring suddenly became silent.

"Or so..."

The next moment, he simply sat down cross-legged.

Countless vulgar jokes about shit, shit, and fart began to think in my mind, and they kept playing in a loop.

No, some of them may not be considered vulgar anymore, they are simply stench.

By the way, because I have no memory, these stinky jokes are all made up by the ancient tower of soul.

It can only be said that some people have quite bad elements in their bones.

"Stop! Stop!"

Memory roared angrily, his face was no longer as calm as before.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

"Since you don't want to go out, I can only stay here with you... Anyway, it's the thinking world, so you can do whatever you want."

"Speaking of which, you won't be unhappy, will you?"

"No way~ no way"

Guta of Soul has a rascal face.

"Is there really a lower limit to your stuff?"

Looking at the object in front of him that he didn't want to admit to being his soul at all, Memory resisted the urge to swear, and took a deep breath.

"Then I continue?"

Anyway, I have done all the disgusting things. If I can't achieve my goal, then I will continue to do it.