To Four Thousand Years Later

"Shortly after reincarnation, I had a new understanding: In this era, with my current body... I will definitely "fallen Maynard" sitting on the grass and raised his head, looking at the forty-two eyes together to the distance.

He said calmly: "I will definitely become different from what I used to be. I will definitely start to pursue things that I used to dismiss.

"I will be full of greed, I will chase wealth. I will be vain and submissive to people, I will turn my back on goodness and get close to disgust, and I will fall into the abyss of betrayed and betrayed hearts.

"...Is this where your awareness lies?"

Forty-two turned his head, stared at Ruo Maynard and asked: "You just accepted yourself who will be changed by the world?" Maynard shook his head: "I know that I will eventually be changed by the times, because I am not A sage who transcends the mundane world "But even so, I love this body so much. "

He also turned around, looked at Forty-two, and said frankly: "I did die once. I lived in the old age of misery, misfortune, and poverty, so I cherish the fact that I am living forty-two now." Nodded silently.

He did understand what Maynard was thinking. It's just that Maynard's experience doesn't quite apply to him.

Because for Forty-two, everything is actually the opposite: because Forty-two has experienced such a beautiful era, everything that will eventually pass will have no nostalgia for him.

For him, everything is in the blink of an eye. Smoke...they are so real, yet so far away from me, as if everything is a dream.

Pass…

"Ai Zi 2? He seems to have vaguely grasped something from it.

He thought for a while in silence, then asked suddenly, "How have you been living these days?"

"After my new life, I still remember your teachings. My lord.

Maynard tapped his heart respectfully, and said in a low voice: "You once taught me not to be slow in doing things, not to be messy in speech, and not to be restless in thinking. Love should not be completely poured into oneself, and life should not be always busy.

…Yes," Forty-Two nodded and regained his composure, "This is indeed what I once said.

so. In fact, I did nothing myself, I am still following your guidance. Maynard sighed again immediately: "Relying on your previous teachings, I am now. I have become a big man I couldn't even imagine in the past...

"Isn't that nice?"

"I only have one question, my lord. I hope your wisdom and evil can give me a solution...and liberation.

Maynard whispered respectfully. "Tell me," Forty-Two nodded, "as long as I can answer it, I will definitely tell you.

"I just wanted to ask you

This middle-aged man with graying hair, this man who was as silent as a Buddha, asked in an almost devout whisper, "Who the **** am I?"

"I'm Don Michaelot...or Maynard Maltz?

'Who am I'...? You asked a good question. Forty-two smiled lightly, and gave a simple answer: "Of course you are Maynard.

"Because Michaelot is dead. Because you are not Michaelot who just woke up...because your life in this life is not a continuation of Michaelot. You can identify yourself with your will and the old Michaelot Is it someone else?"

Speaking of this, Forty-two suddenly went into a trance.

He suddenly thought of Oni Kato. Only then did he finally realize that the "strangling demon" who had become the Franks' worst nightmare was indeed dead now. Even he filled his spirit book perfectly with resurrection coins. He was resurrected in the most reasonable way, not the way of creating a "new carrier with the memory of the sun master" like the memory box.

But he was also dead. Having experienced modern life, personally feeling the changes of the times and the world, watching myself and friends in the past become the living things of history... the him now, and the Michaelot when the memory was preserved, really Still alone? Today's self. And the former Zheng Fuyi and Solomon, and Jesus. And Charles, and Leonardo...will it be alone again?

All of a sudden, Forty-two fell into endless philosophical mysteries.

"Take the person who came with you, my lord, as an example," Maynard said softly, looking at the direction Chang Xi left, "If he has made fewer achievements, or is poorer, or less. Or if he Luckier or zero. Some... He has probably died long ago, and the current him is just the accumulation of the memories of the previous 'Chang Xi', but is he still Chang Xi? "He doesn't miss the mortal body, and Don't covet everything that Chang Xi left behind. He can objectively and calmly put himself on a new person, just like you and me. "

Come on, what exactly are you trying to say.

Forty-two suddenly reacted. He stared at Jo Maynard. Seriously asked: "Is there anything you can't convey to me?"

"That's not true. I just think that your current state is not suitable for pursuing this part of the truth. Maynard, with a tense face and a solemn face reminiscent of Charles, shook his head slightly, and changed the subject again: " It is not difficult, my lord. In fact, you have already set your foot on the real... I think Master Yastaru should have guided you to see the semi-finished product.

You mean, Yukiko Nagano? She's a half-finished product...: a half-finished product of what? 'The only person he went to see was Yukiko Nagano.

So Forty-two thought for a while, and then got the answer: "Two different souls squeezed into one soul? The resurrection of the dead? Controlling other people's bodies through the soul? He paused, looked up. Looking at Maynard: "Whose body is occupied? "

Hearing this, Maynard was startled.

Seeing his reaction, Forty-two immediately reacted: "Am I right?"

Forget it... Maynard nodded and sighed: "Anyway, you will know sooner or later. No matter how hard I hide it, I can't hide it from your wisdom...

"You guessed right, someone's body was indeed occupied.

He looked at Forty-Two, and replied calmly, "It's your body.