What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God’s Bathtub

He Ruge’s right hand, which had been bitten by the little monster, had been sprayed to stop the bleeding, but the wound had not healed. The pain in the holographic game was 100% real. He thought for a moment and decided to go to the infirmary to look for Medicine Seeking Rat.

With the Universal Door Card, a rare item, He Ruge arrived at the infirmary without a hitch.

Medicine Seeking Rat sat on the desk, the light computer screen on his neck projected into the void. Medicine Seeking Rat’s two little claws were nimbly tapping on the keyboard, as if he was sorting out information.

When it saw He Ruge, the light screen dissipated in the air. When Medicine Seeking Rat realized that He Ruge did not have a cub in his arms, he said slowly, “Are you here to treat yourself?”

He Ruge was rendered speechless by the cuteness of Medicine Seeking Rat, who resembled a totoro. He suppressed the excitement in his heart with great difficulty and nodded, “Yes, my hand was bitten.”

Medicine Seeking Rat saw the bandages He Ruge had wrapped around his hand and gave a merciless evaluation, “What an ugly bandage.” He waved his little claws at He Ruge. When he saw the wound behind He Ruge’s bandages, Medicine Seeking Rat frowned, “What a vicious bite. This bite mark … Why did Number 20 suddenly bite you? That shouldn’t be the case. Even if he was brainwashed, he would still be indoctrinated into the organization’s ideology. He wouldn’t casually harm the people in the organization. ”

His little black eyes turned cold, and Medicine Seeking Rat said in a low voice, “Could it be that you bullied him first?”

He Ruge was speechless, “…”

I’m even more wronged than Dou E.

After seeing He Ruge’s expression, Medicine Seeking Rat’s cold gaze softened a little. “You don’t seem like this kind of person either.” He coughed softly and collapsed on his mechanical arm, looking a little tired. His little black bean-like eyes stared quietly at the ceiling, “Actually, when I was studying the spiritual sea, I was thinking about a question.

“The human body is the container of the spiritual sea. Is the meaning of a person’s existence the spiritual sea or the body itself?”

“The spiritual sea is not only related to our memories, it’s also closely related to the gene bank. The brainwashing experiment only changes the most superficial memories. It can’t even be said to be changing, it’s just a simple seal. But is there a possibility? Because the spiritual sea is far beyond our cognitive abilities, when we make changes to the so-called memory level, it actually involves the genetic level. ”

“It’s just that we don’t know, and we’re still complacent about our shallow knowledge.”

Medicine Seeking Rat was clearly exhausted. He closed his eyes and said softly, “The day before yesterday, the staff member responsible for injecting the genetic medicine into Number 20 died unexpectedly. I saw Number 20 after the brainwashing in the monitoring room.”

“It’s like he’s changed into a different person.”

“Did you notice the change in Number 20 after the brainwashing?”

The change was naturally from a little white tiger to a little monster, but He Ruge would never say such words. He considered his words and said, “His personality has become more irritable.”

The Medicine Seeking Rat muttered, “Personality.”

Medicine Seeking Rat suddenly opened his eyes and asked, “Say, if a person loses his original memories, his personality changes drastically, and he lives on with his original body, is he still his original self?”

This question was a bit like the little white tiger and the little monster. After the little white tiger was brainwashed, he fell into a deep sleep, and the little monster woke up and took over his body. Then would the little monster still be the original Number 20?

The little white tiger was like ice, and the little monster was like fire.

He Ruge thought of the Ship of Theseus theory. If an object’s components were changed, would it still be the original object?

He Ruge hesitated and said, “I don’t think so.”

“If you have two choices, one is to make the other party fall into a coma forever and never wake up, and the other is to make the other party forget everything and start over again. After you choose the second option, the other party’s original personality and memories might never come back. Which one would you choose? “Medicine Seeking Rodent asked.

There seemed to be two choices in front of him. One was that the little white tiger would fall into a deep sleep, and the game would end. The other option was that the little monster would appear, and the game would continue, but the little white tiger would never appear again.

Which one would he choose?

There was a long silence. Even after Medicine Seeking Rodent had finished dressing He Ruge’s hand, He Ruge still didn’t give him an answer.

“I used to think that what I had done, even though it went against the rules of the world, was worth it. But when I turned my back on everything and walked to the other end with nothing, I realized that the end wasn’t what I wanted, “Medicine Seeking Rodent said with a self-deprecating smile.

[Beep — Side Quest ‘Mysterious Infirmary’ Exploration Rate: 45%

Grandpa Medicine Seeking Rodent is an old doctor who likes babies, has good medical skills, and loves cleanliness. He is in charge of the research of the Spiritual Sea in the Xinghai Orphanage, but when he made new progress in his research, Grandpa Medicine Seeking Rodent wasn’t happy. Why is that?]

Leaving the infirmary, He Ruge walked downstairs from the E floor. At the staircase on the B floor, he bumped into Yellow Itachi. Yellow Itachi was carrying a bunch of babies. It seemed that he was preparing to start a new round of Project Ice. The two old acquaintances met, but the atmosphere was a little awkward. Yellow Itachi raised his eyebrows and said, “Oh, you’re still alive.”

His gaze fell on He Ruge’s bandaged hand. “It looks like you’re not doing well.” His tone had a hint of schadenfreude.

He Ruge didn’t look at Yellow Itachi. He stared blankly at the frightened babies. For a moment, he seemed to have the illusion that these babies were the experimental subjects he had taken care of in Room B6.

They were equally innocent.

These babies who still had the strength to cry and were still looking at him curiously would soon become corpses in the dark and narrow room.