My Mr. Monster

Chapter 210 Song Zhe's Existence

"Why...why did you have to come out?" Wu Yang asked in horror, "Isn't this dangerous?"

He looked at Lu Xuan, only to see Lu Xuan standing with his arms folded and surrounded by a row of monsters. None of them was something he could fight against; they were monsters among monsters, and ordinary monsters couldn't even withstand a single blow from them.

"Of course I'm training you. You're... really embarrassing right now." Lu Xuan said helplessly, "I can't imagine if you can really survive if I leave."

"Then...what does this mean?" Wu Yang looked at the knife in his hand.

"You are successful, and you know it yourself, so you will be fine even if they bite you. At most... you will lose a few pieces of meat." Lu Xuan waved his hands helplessly.

Wu Yang's eyes widened. "What do you mean by missing a few pieces of meat? It hurts! It's not your flesh that's missing!"

"You will either starve to death or be eaten by them. Do you think I will always protect you?" Lu Xuan glared at Wu Yang fiercely.

Wu Yang was stunned. He was a little annoyed that his fig leaf was suddenly lifted, but he actually subconsciously felt that Lu Xuan would protect him.

"You said it yourself that you and I are not familiar with each other, we are just strangers. Since you don't want to be my boyfriend, then don't even think about getting any help from me." Lu Xuan said firmly, and the monster behind him had already brought a stool and placed it behind Lu Xuan.

"No matter what happens to you, you're good as long as you're alive. If you die... it's a pity. I have to change my boyfriend. Didn't you say that? Those three guys are good." Lu Xuan said, pointing to the people who were eating melons on the other side.

They pointed at themselves in disbelief, as if they were talking about me?

Wu Yang was inexplicably furious when he heard this. Lu Xuan was actually comparing him to those paste guys. He held the knife tightly and looked at Lu Xuan: "What do you want?"

Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang, whose anger was growing, and then smiled: "As long as we kill ten, we will pass."

"Ten..." Wu Yang looked at the ferocious monsters ready to attack, then looked at himself. Although he had been well-nourished both mentally and physically these days, he was still thin...

"Reward." Wu Yang asked through gritted teeth, "Even if you're training a dog, there should be a reward, right? What if I did it? Don't you have a reward?"

Lu Xuan was surprised by this sudden request. He never expected that Wu Yang would ask for a reward right away, and he was so righteous... He was not his dog, so why would he ask for a reward like this?

But then again, he is still "Wu Yang", his darling. Even if he is not very smart or strong now, he is still Wu Yang after all.

It’s just a reward, what’s so difficult about it?

"The reward is up to you. I will listen to you unconditionally if I can do it...even if you want to kill me." Lu Xuan gave Wu Yang a wicked smile.

"Hmph...you'd better remember this." After saying this, Wu Yang rushed towards the group of monsters like a hungry wolf.

Lu Xuan then snapped his fingers, and the monster gate that was ready to attack seemed to be activated, and its ferocious nature was instantly aroused. It looked at Wu Yang as if it saw delicious food, and pounced on him like a hungry wolf.

Looking at Wu Yang fighting with the monster, Lu Xuan, who was sitting on the stool, suddenly felt a little tired. He leaned back slightly and tried to relax his body.

"Are you tired?" The three men had walked behind Lu Xuan without knowing when, and they all looked at Lu Xuan in confusion.

"Why are you the only one who likes to talk? Don't the other two like to talk?" Lu Xuan asked. The leading "Song Zhe" seemed to be more majestic, and he was the one who spoke every time.

"We are different from you... You know we are clones, and our consciousness is like a ball of hair, a ball made up of many strands. We are both a whole and individuals."

Lu Xuan frowned when he heard this: "I don't understand, please explain it in simpler terms."

“We are all in this together, and can be understood as one person but with many bodies.”

"If you have this ability, why do you still want immortality? Is it necessary to get those potions that Wu Yang has?" Lu Xuan understood the abnormality of these three guys, but he didn't understand the thought process of the guy who created them.

Being able to mass-produce a body and have a consciousness that is constantly synchronized with a large cloud...this is definitely more difficult than achieving immortality, right?

"They don't think of us as human beings... and they don't know that our consciousness is all the same, so they treat us as clones."

"You really don't have a name? As the first generation, do you have to have a name?" Lu Xuan asked.

"No, although we are all conscious, the original body is completely dead."

"Oh, so you are all... Song Zhe?" Lu Xuan felt like his brain was spinning. Song Zhe had never mentioned that they had this kind of relationship.

"Who is Song Zhe?" The three were confused.

"I named you that." Lu Xuan said perfunctorily.

The three of them were stunned, their eyes confused: "What's the meaning?"

"No... I just like it." Lu Xuan said.

"That's fine, at least it's a name. From now on we'll be called Song Zhe," said Song Zhe.

Lu Xuan almost fell to the ground when he heard this. He looked at them in horror and asked, "Are you guys so casual?"

"It's just a name... a code name." Song Zhe said, "For us, as long as everyone is not dead, I will still be myself."

"It's so complicated... Is your information synchronized?" Lu Xuan asked curiously.

"Yes." Song Zhe said.

"It's amazing. If you fall in love with someone, will there be any conflicts?" Lu Xuan asked.

When the three of them heard this, they all looked deep in thought, so much so that Lu Xuan felt like he was seeing double.

"I don't think there is any contradiction here," said Song Zhe.

"Let me give you a hypothesis. If there are a hundred of you, and one person falls in love with one of you, then won't the other ninety-nine of you be unhappy?" Lu Xuan asked curiously. Lu Xuan really wanted to know the answer to this strange question.

"What's so unpleasant about this? Isn't it nice to change one every day? And wouldn't it be fun to be surrounded by a hundred people you like? Don't people like more?" Song Zhe explained seriously.

Lu Xuan subconsciously took Wu Yang's words into consideration. He suddenly appeared before him. For just a second, he didn't dare to think about what was happening next. This was simply a disaster. Even one of them was enough for him to bear...

"Don't you think this is a good suggestion?" Song Zhe asked.

Lu Xuan's mouth twitched, and he said awkwardly: "Do you think a hundred times the happiness will make people feel good?"

"Isn't it annoying? One hundred people serve one person. Since one person is not happy, then just add more. There is no difference anyway. Just think about it and that person will get a great advantage." Song Zhe still maintained his own concept.

"Okay, I think I know. Please don't say anything for now." Lu Xuan covered his head. How could he save Song Zhe? Save one person? Or save... these countless Song Zhe?

According to him, these are all him, and as long as they are not all dead, he will still be him... Lu Xuan's mouth twitched as he thought about it. It was too abstract. Who is the genius who can research such a clone?