The Monster I Was Redeemed

"...You have to connect two unrelated things. Body mutation is a problem of the body itself. What does it have to do with me?"

Ai Liang raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. Unlike himself in his twenties, the other person was a shota who was over 1 meter tall.

I have to say that when I was three years old, I looked so harmless that it was difficult for people to be wary.

"It seems like you prefer what you look like when you grow up to what you look like now."

Xiao Zhengtai looked at Ai Liang with a cynical smile and narrowed his eyes, seemingly not surprised by Ai Liang's appearance.

Ai Liang was unsure of the other party's intentions and asked, "You claim to be my secondary personality but you don't even know what I look like?"

Xiao Zhengtai's expression didn't change much: "The way I look now is the way you remember me. How can I know about your imagination beyond your memory?"

Ai Liang calmly glanced at the unfinished memory bank next to him. What was stored here was only the memories of his birth in this life, and did not cover the events of his previous life. enter

The memories of the past few years before this were scattered everywhere, so it was not surprising that he saw them.

If the other person is telling the truth, does it mean that this guy doesn't know that he comes from another world, and he can't peek into his hidden thoughts?

Forget it, let's leave this kind of problem to be explored slowly in the future. The primary purpose now is to figure out the body's mutation. The little devil in front of him obviously knows something.

Ai Liang was more concerned about the body's mutation than those secondary issues: "What's going on with my body? I don't believe there are such coincidences in the world, unless you can give a reasonable explanation."

"Didn't I say that my body follows me..."

Before Xiaozhengtai finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

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I accidentally became hostile again.

Ai Liang felt a headache and tapped his temples. Now he was really sure that whether the other party could appear was related to his own subjective consciousness.

Thanks to this, Ai Liang's inner rejection has been reduced a lot.

It didn't take long for Little Shota to reconstruct his body. His face was impatient. He opened his mouth but immediately closed it. In the end, he stared at Ai Liang without saying a word.

Seeing that he looked like he wanted to scold himself, but was too worried about disappearing in the middle of the scolding without opening his mouth, Ai Liang felt a little guilty in his heart.

After all, he took the initiative to talk to the other party, but he always felt confrontational.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Since you call yourself my secondary personality, can you tell me when you were born?"

"I don't know." Shota replied decisively.

"Don't know? You don't even know when you were born?" Ai Liang expressed doubts about this answer.

"I don't know, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I really don't know when I was born."

Shota pointed to the sky: "Affected by your subjective consciousness, the time here is different from the real world. I have been confused for a long time since I became conscious, and I only woke up in the past few days. You want me to give you a specific birth time. I really can’t give it.”

"It's just recently...you regained consciousness, and then my body started to have problems. Don't you think it's too coincidental?"

Shota's words touched Ai Liang's sensitive nerves again, and after two sentences he returned to the original topic.

"If we insist on talking about a connection, there is indeed a relationship between me and the body's mutation, but it is not the kind of relationship you imagined. Do you still remember the definition of secondary personality in the medical book you read?"

Shota narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "My birth is the result of your subconscious mind, whether it is these huge memories or the changes in your body.

It wasn't me who caused these things to happen, but you, who couldn't control your abilities, split me up to help you control your abilities.

The reason why I was confused before was because you had been using your own methods to get rid of the headache problem, thinking that you could control this problem and didn't need me.

It wasn't until the past few days that my body had mutated beyond the scope of human beings, and you no longer had the confidence to control everything in the face of the unknown, that I naturally woke up.

When you want to see a scene in the distance, when you want to hear a sound hundreds of meters away, even if you just think about it, your body will instinctively start to optimize in response to your thoughts.

But you don't have the ability to control all this. If I didn't restrict it, do you think you can still maintain your human form now? "

Facing the huge amount of information, Ai Liang lowered his head and fell into deep thought. enter

According to the other party, he is the product of my initiative to separate himself for self-protection. So what about the mutation of the body?

Could it be that my body has a genetic mutation?

If so, can genetic mutation be controlled by splitting a sub-personality?

After thinking about it, the doubts in Ai Liang's mind were not solved much but became more complicated.

"You can think about these questions later when you wake up, but I can give you a hint. In fact, all your questions are based on the same premise."

Ai Liang slowly raised his head and looked at Shota, who had an aggressive smile on his face: "Do you think 'we' are really human beings?"

Ai Liang replied calmly: "...I think I am, then I am."

"Even if the body does not belong to the human category in the biological sense, as long as there is human consciousness in the social sense, it is considered a human, right?"

Shota chuckled and shook his head, his words full of disdain: "Anyway, you are the master, just be happy. If one day you feel that life as a human is boring or you want to find some excitement, I will always be with you."

"By the way, do you need my help?"

Shota asked, pointing to the unfinished memory bank.

Ai Liang didn't answer, but a thought made him disappear from her presence.

Whether the other person is his sub-personality or whether he is a human being is irrelevant for the time being.

As a member of the human race, Ai Liang hated the condescending and contemptuous tone he used when referring to humans. enter

Although Ai Liang had a hard life in his previous life, he was not the kind of poor person who struggled to survive without any thoughts of revenge against society. Not to mention in this life, his family had always taught him various etiquette rules.

Shota, on the other hand, feels like a foolish king who holds the power of the world and does whatever he wants. He is the kind of person who shakes the lever back and forth in an attempt to have fun drifting the train when faced with the train problem.

Unless Ai Liang is usually so repressed that he has become mentally ill subconsciously, it is difficult to imagine that his secondary personality could be this kind of guy.

Ai Liang maintained a vigilance in his heart and began to complete the memory bank.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ai Liang always felt that building a memory bank this time was much smoother than before, so that he gradually became immersed in it and temporarily forgot about the existence of that sub-personality.

The moment the memory bank is completed, the sojourn time is coming to an end.

Before Ai Liang's consciousness fell into darkness, Shota's voice sounded in his ears. enter

"Although I am a sub-personality, I always have a name when communicating."

"Banliang, this is my name from today on."