She would raise the gun at this time, not to threaten Russell's life.

Rather, it expresses a wish not to get closer.

Russell, on the other hand, kept a distance and maintained respect - looking at Naraku-7 sitting in a wheelchair at the door.

"You shouldn't be disabled."

Russell suddenly said: "What is the significance of that wheelchair?"

"It's the base of the bomb."

Naraku-7 replied calmly: "It is a bomb that can blow up this building once it is activated. It can blow everyone up into the sky with a 'boom'."

"So, the gun in your hand..."

"It's the igniter."

The girl made a crisp voice: "The igniter of the bomb. It will explode when you press it, it will explode if you leave your hand, and it will explode if I die."

"I am not like a 'god sent', with a mentality of revenge against society. This is just a back-up plan that I hope never to be used to activate a backup plan."

"I'm very happy that you didn't act rashly. This means that we can probably have a good talk."

It was the same innocent tone as when pointing at the butterfly and pronouncing the other person's scientific name.

If we ignore the soul of a middle-aged man who died nearly ten years ago hidden under the other person's body...

You may even feel it is a bit otherworldly, cold and cute.

But Ringo on the side could only feel cold sweat breaking out.

——She just turned on the light, and the moment she saw the gun, she wanted to use her spiritual power to stick the gun over.

But she thought about it before taking action. This might ruin Russell's plan. So she planned to wait for Russell's order before taking action.

...If she had just had a short-circuit in her brain and her hands were faster than her brain for a moment... I'm afraid everyone would have been blown away by now.

"Because I almost guessed it before."

Russell sighed: "What is the biggest difference between synthetics and humans...or in other words, the mind that has been uploaded and the soul that is imprisoned in the body?

"When I realized this, I probably knew... Let Naraku-7 suddenly master the knowledge that she should not know or master, and let her awaken the spiritual power that the synthetic human should not have originally. Even

It gives the identity of the 'Poison Wave', a software program that is more advanced than the 'Creation God Project', and what it is.

"——That's you, monkey-faced eagle."

"Good guess."

Hearing this, the corner of the girl's mouth slightly raised for the first time: "The question you asked shows that you have come into contact with the essence. You are worthy of being the student brought out by that monster."

It's not the carefree smile of a girl, but a hint of arrogance and satisfaction - just like the pleasure a professor feels when he sees his students give the most correct answers to the questions he asked.

From the girl's calm and delicate artificial face, Russell seemed to be able to see the approving gaze of the middle-aged man who couldn't see his face projected from behind her.

"What is the biggest difference between the mind that has been uploaded and the soul that is imprisoned in the body? The answer is easy to think of, and that is the only answer.

"That is, consciousness in digital form can be stolen, usurped, peeked at, modified, and copied.

"It is just like other data. No matter what means of encryption and protection it is, it is all based on code layer protection. As a form of pure data, it can be easily 'copied'.

"When a person is uploaded, there is only one 'master copy'. But if necessary, it can be copied into hundreds or thousands of copies and then transmitted back to the human world.

"At that time, which individual will be the real 'mother'?

"——I was very curious about this. So when Naraku-6 underwent nirvana, data called the 'Monkey-Faced Eagle Program' was injected into her mental information.

"A theoretically impossible project.

"The true union of two human beings into one.

"I've done this experiment. The first experiment in human history.

"The person in front of you now is me - neither Naraku 7 nor the monkey-faced eagle.

"An artificially fabricated soul, an artificially created body...mixed with real human intellectual thinking. The unity of artificial and natural, the unity of male and female, the unity of maturity and immaturity, the unity of experimenter and

The unity of the subjects - the unity of life and death. At this point, who is the 'clutter in the mind'?

"——There is no doubt that the 'I' today is the fusion of hypocrisy and reality. The two rites in 'Tai Chi'.

"You can call me...Dusk.
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