494: Chapter 138: The Mystery of the Curse 494: Chapter 138: The Mystery of the Curse “`
All signals, all paraters were telling Suzuki Swift that what this guy in front of her said was the truth.
A Righteous Person who climbed out of the depths of history told her a truth that not many had contemplated.
But how could this be the truth?
How could this be the truth!
Xiang Shan lowered his head and looked at her, “This conclusion is actually not difficult to deduce.
Each nerve cell has extra receptors, and these receptors co from additional genes.
Furthermore, to be compatible with these foreign elents, there are countless compatibility patches inside the cells.
Nature wouldn’t evolve these mostly useless and extrely energy-consuming structures.
They cause the human brain to absorb more nutrients during its growth and require more energy to maintain brain activity.”
The brain was already the most energy-consuming organ in humans.
This organ, taking up about two percent of body weight, demanded about twenty percent of the human total energy consumption.
And those “backdoors” would lead to a further increase in brain energy consumption.
After finishing, Xiang Shan carefully looked at Suzuki Swift and shook his head, “It’s a pity.
Have you never thought about this issue?
Or has the related knowledge not appeared in the public view?”
Just a minute before, Suzuki Swift wouldn’t have believed she could scream and cry.
But now, she indeed scread and wept, “It can’t be possible!
Even if it’s true, you wouldn’t know the curse to activate the backdoors!”
Deep within this person’s heart lay the history of “the death of modern society.”
He had witnessed it all, and he even believed himself to be the force driving the event.
The Righteous Person with a ssianic complex had pushed the world he dearly loved into the Abyss.
And the emotions brought about by this great cause were even more intense than those from hundreds of years of killing and arson.
Suzuki Swift even felt this man was insane.
If the roles were reversed, and this chunk of the Abyss were in her own heart, she would certainly have chosen suicide to escape it.
“Ah, why do I know these unforgivable curses?
That’s a good question.” Xiang Shan looked down on Suzuki Swift from a high position, “So, who do you guess I am?”
“I don’t know!” Suzuki Swift scread.
“Then answer the question properly!” Xiang Shan’s tone beca stern, “What do you feel when you face the burial ground of Borshu?”
“I don’t know.”
“Think now!”
Suzuki Swift cried out, “I don’t know!
I…I really don’t know.
It’s so disgusting…Why…I don’t understand?”
“What’s your relationship with Borshu?”
“I hate him!
I despise those who struggle!
The longer he struggles, the more it makes feel…
makes feel unworthy.”
“How did you feel when you knew Borshu chose to die as a Hero?”
“I…I don’t know!” Suzuki Swift covered her ears.
But this was Virtual Space.
Xiang Shan’s voice was actually pouring directly into her auditory processing center.
Xiang Shan’s tone remained harsh, “So, the last question.
If soone who underwent Ultimate Way Consensus Therapy and shared mories with you truly beca a Hero, what would you think of him?”
“I…” Suzuki Swift seed to think of sothing.
This wasn’t a “fictional” reaction.
Her language center was selecting the right concepts from her knowledge to assemble an answer that would express what was in her heart.
Xiang Shan said, “Speak!”
“I would feel disgusted…
so disgusted!
But…” Suzuki Swift almost collapsed onto the ground, “He is…family…is…disgusting people’s…is…”
“So it is.” Xiang Shan nodded his head and exited the Virtual Space.
Then, he put Suzuki Swift’s head aside.
He needed to rest for a while.
Eight appeared across from him, sitting cross-legged.
But his image placent was a bit off, on the other side of the shield.
It was as if this shield erected by Xiang Shan was translucent to one person, giving a surreal impression.[Although Eight indeed was fake]
Eight clicked his tongue, “Ay, there’s also an unexpected gain.”
Native Xiangshan waved his hand, “Cut the act.
What unexpected gain does this count as…” he looked at Eight, “Did you really not download this content from Xiang Shan’s mory Labyrinth?”
“Ah, how should I put it?
Related content should be there, but definitely not the specific ‘curse.’ I absolutely don’t rember what kind of pulse signal can activate these chanisms that are embedded after birth,” Eight said, “The mories related to that do not exist within that mory Labyrinth.
If this is the basis of the Usurper of the State’s Great Power, Yawgmoth wouldn’t possibly make it public, right?”
Upon saying this, Eight paused.
“So, on the other hand, where did you get this part of the mory from?”
Native Xiangshan muttered, “I don’t know either…”
He was just desperately thinking “what technology could be used to intimidate or torture in this current situation?”
And his mory provided this solution.
Xiang Shan also only learnt about this segnt of his mory at that mont.
That’s the fearso aspect of “amnesia.” Sotis you yourself don’t know what you rember and what you have forgotten.
“So that’s how it is.” Xiang Shan said, “At least in the twenty-first century, Yawgmoth wouldn’t delve into this technology.
He could have developed it, but at most he would have applied the technology to monkeys…”
“But this technology is theoretically feasible.” Eight nodded, “Based on this reason…
the Eighth Martial God would rather bear the self-criticism and disgust, and experint with humans to complete that Inner Strength.
Because he missed one opportunity before?”
Technology is impartial.
The ones who develop the technology might not necessarily be the good or the evil.
As long as one holds the correct logic and technical materials, specific achievents can be accomplished by anyone.
If the founders of the twenty-first-century Superman Enterprise were too focused on climbing the tech tree and didn’t cut off the sprouts of “taboo technology” in ti…
Then it’s no wonder the Eighth Martial God quickly put it into practice upon realizing this possibility.
Even if that also was a mistake.
“So, the Gene Bank…” Xiang Shan lowered his head, “The Gene Tax was set to ensure ‘the diversity of human genes’…
It can be interpreted as ‘collecting various accidental positive mutations,’ right?
If this is for finding a way to lift the curse…”
Eight stared at him, “Don’t think too well of people, Xiang Shan.
It could also be the complete opposite.
Those newborns will be managed centrally and then redistributed.
In this process, the governnt can do anything to them.
It might be the complete reverse.
In the two hundred years since the establishnt of the Gene Bank, this curse has been reinforced layer by layer.”
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