Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1292 The Ship of Theseus and the Slime Paradox

Hearing the words of the information life form Fu Luo, Buye Tian Yonglian sighed.

"Why...why do you say that?"

"I don't understand."

Fu Luo chuckled softly, "It's really a source of pride to be able to cause doubts in the eyes of the wise and chosen one, His Excellency the Patriarch."

Buyetian Yonglian looked at Fu Luo and said softly, "I thought you would be more confused about your 'identity'."

Fu Luo did not deny it.

"Honestly, I'm still very confused... So what I just said wasn't about how I see myself. I was just saying... whether it's the real me or the me now, I probably hope you will see me as the real me."

Lin Yu subconsciously asked: "Why?"

"This will make you feel better, right? After all, whether this clone of mine, possessing all my consciousness and memories, is 'me', whether it is 'Folpolo', is a philosophical question I want to ponder. You don't have to be so rigorous," Fu Luo said with a smile without hesitation. "Wouldn't it be better to choose a method that makes you feel better?"

"Have you ever heard of a parable story that was proposed by someone in our world?"

Buyetian Yonglian heard Fu Luo's words and asked, "Are you talking about... the Ship of Theseus?"

Fu Luo blinked: "Oh, that one is fine too, that one is indeed more famous, but I want to talk about another one... about slime."

Lin Yu frowned: "Slime?"

"Yes, it's a slime," Fu Luo said seriously, "It's a monster that exists in fantasy works in our world. It has the ability to mimic other people... Anyway, there's such a story."

"If your partner was eaten by a slime, but the new slime inherited all of your partner's memories and could transform into your partner's appearance, being exactly the same as your partner in every aspect including personality, and also fell in love with you because of your wife's memories, would you continue to live with it as your wife, or would you seek revenge on it as an enemy?"

As Fu Luo spoke, Buye Tian Yonglian frowned: "What a bad question..."

Hearing Buye Tian Yonglian's words, Fu Luo laughed.

"But, Master, there is actually an optimal solution to this problem."

Buyetian Yonglian subconsciously looked at Fu Luo and asked, "There's actually an optimal solution? A'Luo, what is it?"

"But find another slime and have it eat the slime that ate your partner. After all, if you consider this slime your wife, then repeating the process isn't a big deal... And if you consider it your enemy, a different entity from your partner, then this new slime will also be a different entity from the old one, or even a monster that avenges you. Naturally, you can live with your benefactor. What's more, this benefactor also has your partner's memories and personality."

Fu Luo said seriously.

When Buye Tian Yonglian and Lin Yu heard Fu Luo's words, they couldn't help but hold their foreheads at the same time.

"Your story really has... a unique angle."

"This story is no longer strange, it can be said to be bizarre."

Fu Luo laughed: "Right - don't be too sad for me, as long as you think I am still myself, then I am not dead, right?"

He walked forward and patted both of them on the shoulders.

Buye Tian Yonglian didn't say anything, but Lin Yu looked at Fu Luo instead.

"But I'm curious...why aren't all your words addressed to the head of this family? Why are you also bringing me along?"

"You obviously don't know me, right?"

Lin Yu looked at Fu Luo.

Fu Luo scratched his head: "To be honest, I really don't know you... But when I see you, I always feel a sense of familiarity and intimacy, so I'm guessing, maybe in the memory I lost, we had a good relationship?"

"Of course, if this is a misunderstanding, just think of it as my own wishful thinking. But this also means we hit it off right away. Maybe we can start being friends now. Then you've gained a brother, and you don't even have to worry about whether I'm a clone."

Lin Yu looked at the spirited Fu Luo and sighed, "Although I haven't decided how to view you, the experience of chatting with you is indeed the same as chatting with me."

Fu Luo snapped his fingers: "Ha, I knew you knew me - so, please forgive me for my lost memory and let me get to know you again."

"That's not necessary, because you didn't forget me, but you didn't recognize me. I was just disguising myself." Lin Yu pulled his face, "I used some kind of [prop] to completely change my appearance."

Fu Luo was a little surprised: "There is actually such a powerful [prop]... Oh, wait, wait, if you put aside your appearance, could it be that you are..."

Fu Luo glanced at Buyetian Yonglian and whispered, "I really know who you are, but I'm not sure which name you used to see the Buyetian Patriarch, and whether I can reveal it to her."

Then, Fu Luo used his mouth to make the shape of "May".

Buyetian Yonglian sighed: "A Luo, I am not blind."

Fu Luo's information lifeform scratched his head awkwardly: "Ahahaha, really, haha."

Buyetian Yonglian curled his lips: "It seems that in A Luo's eyes, you are more important - compared to me, I am indeed an outsider."

"But it's true... After all, you were the one who allowed A Luo to be resurrected in this form. In comparison, I did a little more for A Luo."

Fu Luo was shocked: "Oh my god, Lao Lin, you created me?"

Lin Yu was helpless when he heard Fu Luo's words: "You said it subconsciously, what was the meaning of the lip syncing just now?"

"Also, 'made' sounds so harsh... But it's true, I did it - I'm glad you don't blame me for doing this."

"After all, in a sense, you're not really a clone... If I had to say it, I borrowed some soul fragments from the master of the Buyetian family and used Fu Luo's memories and personality to create you..."

Fu Luo apologized repeatedly: "Sorry, I spoke too quickly!"

Then, regarding the second half of Lin Yu's words, he stroked his chin and began to think: "But I certainly won't blame you. After all, being alive is definitely better than being dead... Regardless of whether this is considered a resurrection or a new life, I can think and talk to you now - and from my perception, I can indeed talk to familiar friends, which is definitely a very, very good thing."

"As long as you're sure I'm truly dead and don't plunge me into an existential crisis or even greater philosophical conundrums, that'll be fine... Of course, if I'm not completely dead that would be even better, so you don't have to dwell on my problems... Oh, I'm so confused! Philosophical problems are indeed very complicated!"

Fu Luo spoke nonsense, took off his hat and scratched his hair.

"Anyway, putting all that aside for now...can I take the liberty of asking a question I'm a little curious about?"

Lin Yu and Buye Tian Yonglian both nodded, indicating that Fu Luo could ask.

"How did 'I'...or 'myself', die?"