Author: Binary Sword Fairy

Klein's eyes, which had been completely repaired by the robotic arm, were staring at the magpie. He seemed not to care about the magpie's strange and intrusive behavior at all. Although he did not continue what he just said, he still answered the magpie's question:

"I have everything I have as [Klain Justus].

I have the brain of [Klain Justus] that stores complete memories, and I have his complete personality.

My subjective consciousness and subconscious mind were completely synchronized with his, and even the frequency of my brain waves could not tell any difference.

I own the body of [Klain Justus], and I feel the same for everything that is and has happened to this body.

I know every detail of everything [Kleon Justus] has experienced, even down to the vagueness of his memory.

The only difference between him and me is that our brains have been modified into bioelectronic chips."

Klein looked at the magpie.

"My life was only taken away once by the Northern Bureau's Frontline Investigation Section, and my heart stopped beating once.

Beiju used biochemical and bioelectronic technology to activate me, allowing my life to continue.

I can’t find any difference between myself and [Kleon Justice].”

While Klein was telling the story, Magpie kept recording rapidly.

Klein obviously didn't talk much, God knows what the magpie was recording.

When the end of Klein's words fell, Magpie spoke again:

"one question."

The part of the brain connected to the mechanical face is obviously congested, and several swollen blood vessels are crawling like earthworms on the flesh and blood of the part where the mechanical face is in contact with the brain. This means that the magpie is in an extremely excited state today.

“All your arguments are based on ignoring the fact that [all your consciousness and actions originate from the executor operating system].

The reason why you don’t feel like you are just a system is because the operation of the system itself will make you ignore your true carrier and make you think that you are a complete person.”

Magpie performed a certain operation on the tablet, and while completing the operation, he made a sound to Klein in a strange accent:

"I'm going to tell you now - you, Beisan, you are actually a set of software running on [Kline Justus]'s body. This set of software called [Executor Operating System] allows you to create everything

Cognition, including the knowledge that you now think that you are [Kline Justus]."

Magpie has obviously increased his concentration, but Klein cannot detect his current mental state.

"So."

The magpie lengthened his voice.

"Now, Beisan, tell me who you really are."

Klein responded to him in a calm tone without hesitation:

"I am Clay Justus from Birmingham Street, Yharnam."

Magpie let out an emotional sigh, stuffed the tablet back into his pocket, and clapped three times with both hands.

"You are really...amazing!"

The magpie changed into a horse racing game and the excited voice of the announcer on the radio was at the final showdown:

"Congratulations! Klein Justus! You have yourself!"

Klein's eyes remained unchanged.

He was so calm that nothing could shake him.

He told the magpie:

"For a person, if spiritual consciousness is the software that drives the body to carry out life activities, the brain and body torso are his hardware.

For me who came back from the dead, the [Executor System] is just the BIOS - just the basic input and output system that supports the operation of the hardware, and [self-awareness] is what drives the body on the BIOS of the [Executor System]

The software of all life activities, this body forcibly given life by biochemical means is the hardware.

In this way, I am no different from ordinary people."

The magpie immediately took out the tablet and let out an exaggerated scream that only appeared in surprise:

"What a precious experimental result! Keep talking!"

Klein is not trying to prove anything to the magpies.

He was just proving to himself that he was Klein Justus.

"The key is not the difference in body. The difference between carbon-based life and silicon-based life makes the key to the problem even deviate from [life] and [death].

In other words, for a semi-silicon base like me, the boundary between [life] and [death] is originally blurred - when my carbon-based life part can generate sufficient strength of bioelectricity to maintain the operation of the silicon-based part.

, I am in the state of [life].

When there is a problem with me, such as overloading, and the silicon-based part breaks down due to overloading, I will lose all physiological functions, just like the few moments just now - at this time, I will be in a state of [death]

.

For a semi-silicon body like me, when life and death are no longer so important, the subjectivity of maintaining my own consciousness becomes the anchor point for me to determine my own existence——

The key is to determine [self].

Once I identify [self], I can at least know who I am, and therefore make my heart determined on what I want to do - I know what I want to do based on my identity, and explore the unknown future because of all my actions.

, be able to know where you are going in the future——

Life has meaning because of this.

That’s what it means to me as Cline Justus.”

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

Magpie put away the tablet again and began to applaud with fierce gestures. His facial features danced and he cried with joy:

"Klein!!! You are so awesome!"

"Our research has at least taken a big step forward because of your remarks today - a big step that is enough to leave any other scientific research institution in the world behind!"

The joy on the magpie's face gradually faded away, leaving only an ugly and creepy cry:

"But...but you don't have long to live!"

He said the next words in a tearful voice:

"Your biochip is overwhelmed!

Biochip technology was originally in the process of research, and progress was slow due to the particularity of the biochip itself. Your biochip will soon be unable to bear your mental activities, and the [Executor System] as the BIOS cannot bear your complex consciousness.

Activity--

One day in the future, when the [Executor Operating System] and the biochip generate excessive program running errors due to incompatibility, the biochip will be contaminated, and you will follow in the footsteps of Bei Yi and Bei Er!

Before, I estimated one month for your remaining life.

Now, because you forcefully maintain a normal behavior pattern and have overdrafted your vitality, there are only...three days left!"

Klein's eyes swayed briefly.

The silence between the two lasted for a long time, until the robotic arm completely repaired Klein's body, and until Klein sat up from the operating table.

"Magpie, you are lying again."

The magpie gave a shrill laugh:

"Haha, you saw it!

In fact, your state has deviated from all the experimental data of the executor. I can no longer predict your death date. I can only roughly know that you will die soon, because this body that has not been transformed according to the complete silicon-based life logic is about to die.

collapsed."

Klein said:

"Magpie, what exactly is an executor?"

Magpie didn't respond immediately this time.

He stood there, as if thinking about something, the facial features on his mechanical face were stagnant, and Klein could vaguely see the rust on his mechanical facial features.

The mottled rust stains were dark brown, like blood stains that had dried for a long time.

"Logically speaking, I have no obligation to answer this question on behalf of the Northern Bureau.

From my personal point of view, I don’t know much about the executor, I just stay at the level of ‘hearing legends’.”

The magpie sighed.

Even the electronic sound he used when he sighed was so sharp that it made people feel uncomfortable.

"But I still want to answer this question, Klein, who made me like you so much?

To this day, you are still my most perfect patient, and there may not be such a perfect patient from now on. As a surgeon, I am really sorry...

You are like my best scalpel...well...like a screw that fits perfectly on my face! Yes! It is the perfect screw! You are fully adapted to my needs and you are my creation.

, is the crystallization of my wisdom! It is the pinnacle work of my surgical skills!

How could I not like such a work?"
To be continued...