Trafford’s Trading Club

Answers from the elderly reveal a slight surprise to the maid… With her perception shielded by her master, it is difficult for her to make the most accurate judgement about the intelligence at this stage.

Boss Lo seemed to enjoy seeing the emergence of a miserable maid and then showing confusion… there was still no intention of unblocking - and of course he himself did.

It's like playing a little game between a couple, looking at each other, and then trying to figure out who can't help laughing first, or who can't help winking first.

It may seem like a wave… but after the real meaning of immortality given by the root cause behind the club, there is probably wave capital as well.

Looking quietly at the rare and thoughtful micro-expression on the maid's face, Rocchu couldn't help but want to take out the camera to leave her at the moment, but was afraid that the time to swing the camera would miss this rare moment.

Or... let your eyes remember.

“Are you… [CAIN] 's regenerative consciousness?” This is the question given after the night of reflection… she carefully measures everything about the old man in front of her.

The old man nodded, then slowly said: "I, as I crossed the dimensional crevice, encountered an unprecedented horror... Today I almost lost that memory, only to remember that huge horror name... [Null Shuro]. ”

“[Void Shura]?” Lochu had thought about it - he had encountered the creatures in the [Void Yuan Demon], and the rebuilding of the club's Dark Soul Messenger was basically the source of the aliens extracted from this creature as the most central material.

“I don't know anything about [Void Shura] right now. ”

The old man shook his head, “Originally I fell into this subworld, which, fortunately, also had [my] legend, so I used my last strength to embed [me] into some of the history of this world, and then disappeared completely. As for me now, I was born from this part of history and inherited the original newborn consciousness of my part of knowledge and memory. And of course... the memories of making deals with you have been inherited. If you want to, this part of the memory for [me] is also because you feel the need to write it down so that you can keep it, right? But it is not clear whether [I now] deviated, or hid, in the process of leaving it. ”

Old man... [Cain] has already said this, Mr. Lo has made clear what is in it.

The regenerative consciousness of this [Cain] in front of us is theoretically quite the same as what happened to Nan Xiaonan, or 24 - even they are visitors to the foreign world.

“Are you… are you also exploring the end of the world?” Lochu wonders about the ultimate goal of these individuals who have crossed the limits of each sub-world.

The old… The answer given by [CAIN] today is yes.

……

As we ascertained the identity of the elderly, the boss and the maid followed in his footsteps to the end of this cave - a mud house that looked rather modest.

But before they got here, there was another guy - descended from an ancient race who lived in the past - a woman who looked like she was about to give birth, and her man.

This is a quick welcome for men and women to see the elderly coming back at this time, thanking the elderly… It was only after thanking them that men left holding on to women with big bellies - all the time they showed that they did not see strange guests.

“In this past, I have acted as a class as their mentor.” The old man smiled only after the men and women had left: "They were taught production, life, and some little knowledge. Normally, they would come to me if they encountered any difficulties. ”

Lochu said funny: “It's like being a wise man in a village. ”

“I just lived a little longer and looked at more things.” The elderly are quite casual: “Long rivers, while not able to improve an individual's original intelligence, or even if they do, are quite small, but only knowledge can accumulate and endless. ”

“Aren't you curious about me?” Rochu asked coldly.

Since the identification of the maid, [CAIN] has not been inclined to ask another person - Rocchu - which has made Rocchu more interested.

They just smiled: “It's not time for curiosity... by the way, I'm going to entertain both of you, but I need you to come here [in the past]. Otherwise, I think we'll just have a conversation. ”

It's like walking across a screen… Rochu and the maid have always been in front of the screen, and [past] is what's on the screen —— [CAIN] is the body of the screen.

The [past] here is actually a world of consciousness built by [Cain] - because it's a fictional relationship, so it's completely different from the life of a deep pit of corpses described in the Veterinary Diary.

The trajectory of the [farm] escapees who once lived in the mortal pit is completely different from the trajectory of their lives in this [fluorescent screen].

Without hesitation, after lifting the maid's hand, Lochu slowly took a step forward - a step that seemed to break through an invisible membrane, and he and the maid had entered the [fluorescent] world.

No change... just that in this [past] he and the maid already exist.

It seems that this presence has been felt, and now [Cain] begins to cook tea slowly in the mud house, "Taste these… these are tea leaves baked from the leaves of a rare plant in a world where one side of the land is almost covered by the ocean, according to my inherited [original me] memories. Of course, it doesn't exist, but it's just a world of consciousness… so if it tastes, it should. ”

Just as [Cain] began to make tea, the maid's fingers were slightly bulleted and the black flame appeared in front of Boss Lo's eyes.

[Soul], [Power].

Lochu understood the maid's cue the first time - [Power], which was what [Cain] had traded, while [Soul] was what [Cain] had paid.

But among the customers' books that have not yet arrived, Rochu has not seen the name of [CAIN] - as for the books that have recorded countless transactions, Mr. Rochu has not continued to watch them for some time, at best just inquire when needed, or occasionally think of going through a few pages.

It is clear that the deal with the former [Cain] has been completed, both on the former [Cain] side and on the club side, about the end of the deal between the two parties - when the former [Cain] fell into the subworld due to an accident, its soul was automatically accounted for by deed at the time of its final death… this was probably before Lochu accepted the club.

As for this [Cain] today, it is arguably two distinct individuals of consciousness with the [Cain] that once completed the transaction - the old man today, although also named [Cain] and even inherited many [Cain] memories, is essentially more like an incomplete copy.

Or… happiness may be the [CAIN] of the past, the creation at the end of which will dissipate itself, another form of continuation… consciousness, but without a soul, but able to think autonomously.

Lochu prefers to look at today's [Cain] as a program with the same thinking patterns, some memories, and then complex operations under these established settings… Technically, today's [Cain] is just a fake.

He couldn't help but think of the [Soul Project] that the maid had mentioned, the birth of an already ruined subworld.

……

After tasting tea from other sub-worlds, Rochu looked at the little grudge spirit hidden behind [Cain], and the little grudge spirit just stared at him frighteningly.

Boss Luo smiled slightly, “By the way, old man, you just said that there seems to be a difference between you and [Lost Fang]... you, can't control [Lost Fang] now, right? ”

[Cain] is now silent… seems to be thinking, judging whether to disclose his own information, only hearing himself say: “From what I inherited, even if it doesn't say anything, you seem to have an almost omnipotent ability… concealment is not desirable. ”

In this way, Rochu's feelings about today's [Cain] is becoming more and more intense with an autonomous process of thinking, partial memory, and even emotion that was once [Cain].

Finally, the old man nodded and said slowly: "[Lost fangs] are the names of the vampires who lived on it. In fact, it's just [me] dying without a rotten body —— technically, I inherited the name of [Cain], but it's actually more like a descendant of it. Originally, I also had control of [Lost Fang], but over the years, the part of me that I was able to control has begun to weaken. ”

Lochu thought, "Because of the thirteen clans living on this body? ”

The old man nodded: “As I said, there are some [Cain] legends in this world... In fact, many [Cain] legends are not necessarily the original ancestors of the thirteen clans of this world... [I was] actually more willing to admit that I was the first child of Adam and Eve, the sinner who was banished by Him and could not be killed by others. ”

Shaking his head, he seemed reluctant to mention this part, "because in this world [Cain] is always the cause of vampires, when [the original me] embeds the existence of [Cain], its body also automatically undergoes some transformation due to the rules of world will… or becomes a form of expression consistent with the history of the world. Well... we, in general, call this transformation [the instability of the world]. ”

“We?”

He nodded, "It's just something that some fellow people, from different worlds, have studied in their leisure time on the way to exploration. It was originally proposed by a guy named [Archimede], and then it gradually spread... I heard he joined a larger group of explorers, which seemed to be called [The Extremist]? ”

Shaking his head, the old man said softly: “In fact, [I was] never really met with him. Although [I was] invited to join this group, I didn't... In fact, from my perspective now, perhaps [I was] supposed to join a group, because maybe this way, when [I was] met with that great horror, there would be no danger of falling. ”

“When you're relative, maybe you won't show up.” Lochu whispered, “He exists, you will not exist... will you? ”

The old man said softly: "I hear you guys are good at getting each other into tough choices… it seems true. ”

“I'm sorry, I'll keep an eye out.” Rochu apologized.

Now this [Cain] shook his head, not mind, but took up the previous topic, “… There is a ritual called [Holy Blood] in the Thirteen Clans, through which they want to awaken the consciousness of [Lost Tooth] - because they believe that the original ancestors did not die, but just sleep… because [Lost Tooth] is alive, at least, the body is still active. ”

“They did it.” Rocciu was cold.

The old man sighed: “Let's put it this way… over the years, [Holy Blood] consciousness has injected into the infinite amount of blood in [Lost Fang], there is really too much noise. These thoughts, with the desires and hopes of the vampires from the Thirteen clans, and the hatred and despair to which they were dedicated… Ultimately, all these thoughts merged into a nascent body of consciousness that not only shared the remnants of [the original me], like me, but even because it was created by the native vampires of the world, it was even more in line with the legendary [CAIN] shape of the world. Well, counting the time, the next [Holy Blood] ritual of the Thirteen clans, it's almost time again, isn't it? To be honest, this ritual, if it comes a few more times, will probably devour me too… After all, it is closer to the [state of instability] of the world than I am. ”

“Another new body of consciousness? ”

The old man laughed bitterly: “In sleep… also because of its sleeping time, I was able to control the body of [the lost tooth] today… it is probably too close to the legendary relationship of the world, it is also like a vampire, like to sleep, by sleeping to integrate those thoughts in myself, to make myself more pure… basically, as long as I did not show the right to compete with it [the lost tooth], but just to do a little activity, it ignored me. After all... I am so weak compared to it. ”

“Are you going to just keep going until the end, make it stronger, and then eat you?” Boss Luo smiled and asked softly.

[Cain] It was just a bitter laugh, "No, not at all… you gave me a choice. ”