The puppets' stage play

"what did you do to me!"

"No, who are you? As far as I know, Dude has no such ability!"

Zhao Zhengming was a little frightened and spoke involuntarily, only to realize that he had regained control of himself.

"Aren't you skilled enough..." 'Dude' ignored him and whispered to himself.

He raised his head, and although he was smiling, the expression on his face was extremely cold.

"Forget it, in your last time, I will help you to clarify your doubts in a friendly way, so that you can be a 'classmate'."

"My name is Qi Xiu. According to your understanding, I am from another world." The man who calls himself Qi Xiu speaks easily and looks calm.

"How can... no, this makes sense. I have never seen anyone with such methods as you."

Zhao Zhengming found that he could not move physically and could only make sounds through his mouth.

Thinking of the last time mentioned by the other party, I felt a little anxious in my heart. I subconsciously glanced at Wu Yunqiao from the corner of my eye. She looked like a realistic statue, but without vitality.

He withdrew his mind and looked seriously at the existence in front of him. Yes, he didn't believe that the thing in front of him was a human being, but something more peculiar.

"what is your purpose?"

"I wonder if you have ever heard of will?"

"will?"

"Yes, in my world will, soul, and body are parallel subjects. A professor mentioned this topic."

Qi Xiu's eyes were deep and his thoughts returned to the past.

"If the consciousness of a person who is thinking is cut off for an instant, his consciousness is edited without interruption into an exact body made in another place."

"On the one hand, there is the original body whose thoughts were blocked for a moment before continuing to think. On the other hand, the experience has never been interrupted, but the body is not the original body."

"Then, who is the original body, the original body that continues to think, or the original mind that has changed its body?"

"That is, the continuity of consciousness"

"What do you mean by this?" Zhao Zhengming asked in confusion, trying to find an opportunity to escape from the other party's words, but the other party did not reply.

Qi Xiu looked to one side, talking to himself about his own world's inferences.

"The answer is that no one is the original self. They can call the original body 'father', but it is never the original self."

"One day, the man's consciousness was interrupted, and the same person appeared next to him. They had the same interests and the same past."

"After the collision of fists, feet and words, the two were able to communicate rationally. The man was shocked to realize that he had lost ten minutes."

"And the man opposite claimed that he never lost consciousness. He squeezed him out of his body. He was the original owner."

"Come back with my body! The man opposite kept roaring, and the man was a little scared."

"After all, if the other person is a real person, who do I mean..."

"And this is just the last record left by a criminal who lost his memory. The institute finally recorded that the man fell into self-doubt, and another man wanted to prove that he was right."

"Choose suicide"

"His choice is right. Death is the last solution to the problem."

"The only man left was determined to be touched by the other person, and finally lived as another person, handing over his name and past to the man who left."

"......"

Qi Xiu looked at the silent Zhao Zhengming, sighed and shook his head.

"People are always dying. Today dies in the future. Yesterday no longer exists. Under the terrifying inference about the continuity of consciousness, people are unwilling to go to sleep because this will cause the interruption of consciousness."

"Are you the person in the dream? Where did you go in the passing time?"

"When I look back sometimes, the sky changes from dark to bright, but I have no memory. How long have I been dead?"

"Maybe the world has been destroyed long ago, maybe the sun still rises, but this means nothing to the unconscious person"

"Ignorant and unconscious, the reality of life is just a stack of memories. In the end, when you get old, what evidence will you have to prove that you are alive?"

"It's not just a piece of frivolous data, but this is the greatest slight to the deceased."

Qi Xiu spread his palms and looked around with his eyes.

"As for this, the institute has countless conclusions to answer where human will goes."

"I personally recognize one more, that is, the body is in harmony with all natures, and the soul is destroyed when the person dies."

"People never understand themselves. Your body is always filled with countless wills. It is fragile and unsystematic, but it is the core existence of the human being."

"They are scattered everywhere on weekdays, and when they gather, they become conscious. The external expression of thinking is just the result of the coordination of the consciousnesses. In other words, it is just a spokesperson."

"If something is useful, use it all day long. If it is useless, throw it away. Rebirth with new ideas will delay life."

"And this is the cold rule of life. People cannot violate their own nature..."

Zhao Zhengming was fascinated by what he heard. He felt as if his heart was filled with despair. His efforts were just a negotiation between consciousnesses, and his proud will was meaningless.

"But people are intelligent individuals who can use tools!"

Qi Xiu's calm words cheered up Zhao Zhengming, and he looked at him expectantly.

"Man is fully aware of his own incompetence, his will is false, and his body is fragile, but his heart that wants freedom is no less powerful than any will."

"I want to be strong, transform my body, literally sleepless, maintain my sanity, and strengthen my recognized will."

"Aspire to be strong, chase everything in nature, fire, lightning, landslides, strong winds, and listen to their will in the process."

"Turn deep into your heart, enrich your soul, make it grow stronger, unite your mind and soul, and pursue immortality."

"The road is just our crutch. At first, the thin people walked on steps, and then they took big leaps. The fruits of the efforts of the forerunners are combined into a 'career', and the descendants can use it to move forward."

"One person is strong and a hundred are strong. The one who goes forward collapses and the road ahead is cut off. The one who walks behind gently touches the corner of his clothes and walks with his head held high, and the road continues to open up."

"Individuals have limited power, but it is because of the courage of my predecessors to brave hardships and keep walking that I am able to stand here today."

"Profession - Puppet Master, after countless people's hard work, soul collapse, consciousness decay, constant revision and optimization, I have achieved this result, and I rely on it."

"There is no need to feel inferior. You are just an individual. Without the former to pave the way, you can only lament life and pursue a century-old reputation. This is the suppression of the wisdom of the world."

"I see, you actually..."

Zhao Zhengming was deeply shocked, but felt a little uneasy deep in his heart. No matter how he looked at it, the other party would not let him go, the person who had heard the other party's core secret.

A strange smile appeared on Qi Xiu's face, and there was some compassion in his eyes.

"I said it, it's just a blessing to the deceased, don't worry about it."

"Do you want to kill me..."

Zhao Zhengming's voice was low, and he had endless regrets in his heart. He still had many things that he had not done.

"How is that possible?" Qi Xiu looked surprised and rejected the other party's point of view.

"Human life is such a precious thing, and the dead body is just rotten flesh."

"After years of edification, individuals finally grow up through stumbles. Wouldn't it be a pity to destroy them all at once?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Zhengming looked surprised. If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to die, but the other person's words afterward made his heart freeze.

"The soul of a person's growth is material"

"Various emotions are material"

"Whether it's hard or fragile, the soul is the material."

"Dead pieces of flesh are also materials under the guidance of human consciousness."

Qi Xiu's smile was gentle, yet creepy.

"So I won't kill people, partly because of my childhood education, and partly because of my own feelings."

"What a waste...what a shame!" Qi Xiu sighed sincerely.

Qi Xiu was still humming like no one was around, but Zhao Zhengming's brain was a little drowsy, and even the expression that he could control was gradually losing consciousness.

"...my consciousness..."

"Oh, I'm finally fine." Qi Xiu heard the voice and turned to look, the blue in his eyes getting darker.

"It turns out it's this structure and this method..."

"I've learned it, and I can further improve it later," Qi Xiu said to himself excitedly.

"What happened to me..." Zhao Zhengming braced himself and asked Qi Xiu, who clearly understood.

"Mind copying, self-resetting, I combined these two techniques to develop a new technique - Reshape"

"The core is the Baihui of one's own body, which condenses the will of the group and regenerates the practitioner. You should understand it after listening to my explanation."

"Then let me welcome you again..."

"Hello, Zhao Zhengming," Qi Xiu said with a leisurely temperament, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Yes, hello, I have everything, Mr. Tschichold"

Cold words came out of Zhao Zhengming's mouth again, and he lost consciousness.

Qi Xiu looked at it, deep in Zhao Zhengming's consciousness.

This is a blood-red space, with two figures standing opposite each other in the middle, human shapes glowing with gray light.

One is expressionless, the other is emotional, and both have the same appearance.

"Get out of me, thief! Thief!"

"Fuck you, asshole, I'm not going to end up here!"

"What kind of people from another world! What kind of profession! It's just your scam, haha, I'm very smart."

"You just took advantage of me and wanted to seize my position..."

"........"

The original Zhao Zhengming was still chattering away, but the new student Zhao Zhengming looked cold and looked at the other person carefully.

"testing"

"The subject's thinking is disordered, he has no obvious self-awareness, he is impulsive and irritable, and he has no calmness."

"Oh, let's continue testing"

Qi Xiu's voice echoed in Xinsheng Zhao's ears, and he nodded solemnly.

"Ignorance, unbearable, where has your proud wisdom gone? It will only bark here." Freshman Zhao chose to speak and provoke the other party.

"Look at you, don't you feel shy? Where have your ambitions and dreams gone?"

"Oh, I remembered. That fragile self-esteem has long been shattered with your failure, hasn't it? My own woman has been bullied outside."

"And you just watched in vain, but you didn't dare to resist the other party as you did in the past, for fear that your little self-esteem would be lost."

"Are you still afraid that if the other party asks you to kneel down, can you still refuse with confidence?"

"Or....."

Freshman Zhao stopped talking because the other party had already stopped cursing and stood there in despair.

The original Zhao Zhengming looked up with tears streaming down his face.

"I know"

"I'm just a clown"

"No one understands better than me how fragile I am and what a waste I am!"