Chapter 1509 Not Even Qualified for the So-Called Heartache

There was the sound of bullets and even artillery shells everywhere, and the smell of smoke was very strong.

He Zhou wanted to run towards the place where the explosion was the most powerful, and the fire spread around him.

It seemed like he would never come back.

Fu Yancheng put Sheng Mian aside, strode over, and grabbed his shoulders.

"It doesn't matter if you die, I don't want Fu Xingzhou to die!"

He Zhou slapped his hand away and wanted to kick Fu Yancheng in the stomach.

But Fu Yancheng was very skilled and avoided it.

He Zhou's chest was shaking violently, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.

"Fu Yancheng, do you know what memories I have here?"

He pointed at his brain, his eyes red.

"In addition to Fu Xingzhou's memory, there is also your Fu Yancheng's memory! You climbed a tree at the age of five, joined the army at the age of fifteen and performed meritorious service. The dispute between you and Fu Xingzhou, as well as some of the pain Fu Xingzhou endured, the more painful memories have been subconsciously blocked by the brain. I can only receive so much. Fu Xingzhou always said in the past that I was a personality catalyzed by the people at the research base. I don’t believe him. I always feel that I have a name. I search and search. It’s really funny. I think The memories I woke up are actually from your perspective!"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand? Someone copied a piece of your memory and implanted it into Fu Xingzhou's mind. I am not He Zhou, nor Fu Xingzhou, nor you Fu Yancheng, so who am I? Can someone tell me, I Who is it?! You are no one, let alone what the meaning of existence is. If you, Fu Yancheng, are alive, I can only be a fake, not even a fake! I want to kill you, kill Sheng Mian, but it belongs to Fu Xingzhou The memory of me is being soft on you again. What’s even funnier is that I can’t tell whether my good feeling towards Sheng Mian is because of Fu Xingzhou or because of you, Fu Yancheng. I am neither of them, so why should I carry so many complicated feelings! You really deserve it. Go to hell!”

After he yelled, his chest was still heaving, but his eyes fell on Sheng Mian, who was leaning on the car in the distance.

There was an inexplicable pain in my heart, but this pain was embarrassing.

He is nobody, not even a tool man.

It doesn't even qualify for the so-called heartache.

When he became a fool, Sheng Mian's words echoed in his mind repeatedly.

"Do you really think of yourself as Fu Yancheng?"

Yes, it's just a memory.

He was really embarrassed. He had been pursuing the truth, but he really came into contact with the truth and faced such an embarrassing situation.

Is there anyone more pitiful than him?

What is he living for?

It's better to let Fu Xingzhou come back, but Fu Xingzhou also disappeared and hasn't been seen for a long time.

Fu Yancheng stood there silently. He had always thought that He Zhou was just a personality that was inspired. The group of people at the research base wanted this personality to replace the disobedient Fu Xingzhou for their use.

But I didn't expect that a piece of his memory was copied. Can such a thing be copied?

It seems that the so-called human experiment is to transplant someone's memory in an attempt to wake up in another person's body, and then recall the memories of the two people.

In this way, this experimental subject also has the advantages of these two people.

Fu Yancheng then remembered that when he was doing meritorious service in the army, he was indeed tricked into passing out in a coma in the wild. The memories that He Zhou could recall were only from when he was five to fifteen years old. It was probably at that time that he was taken away for a memory transplant. .

If it just inspires personality, it's not terrible.

But if the memory is copied and completely replaced by another person, this would be very scary.

Fu Xingzhou was the only successful experimental subject back then. Several years have passed. Have any other experimental subjects been successful?

No one knows.

He Zhou didn't want to continue talking nonsense here. He felt that his existence was a stain.

There is no room for him anywhere.

Without roots and roots, it is nothing. (End of chapter)