"Well, you won't want a subordinate who betrays others every day, right?"

Chen Qiye smiled indifferently and said, "Mr. Oles has the kindness of knowing me. As a high-level demon, how can he do such a slave in the family of three surnames?"

Old Baruta stared at Chen Qiye for a while, then Zhan Yan smiled, "Yes, you are really good."

"But you know, what's going on for the enemy to appreciate you?"

"You are so smart, you probably wouldn't have thought that you were so smart, right?" Old Baruta smiled kindly.

Chen Qiye took awkwardly: "To be honest, I really don't think I have any amazing talents."

"I have a very clear understanding of myself. My talent is simply not enough to make a big shot like you look up to me."

"Even if I really have a certain talent, I will be used up at will. Sir, you look down on me too highly."

"As for cleverness, I just learn more and read more and accumulate experience, and I can't be called smart at all."

“I really don’t know why adults always think that I have a good talent.”

Chen Qiye spread his hands and sighed helplessly, "Sir, you are over-reputable."

Old Baruta looked at Chen Qiye for a while, then showed a strange smile. He did not continue to talk to Chen Qiye, but turned to answer the question he had just asked.

"What is the meaning of the existence of these nine clones..."

Old Baruta said, pausing his voice, sucking his appetite, and then saying, "It is to live with your own will!"

"Our body has been missing for nearly a thousand years. Just last month, I woke up from a daze. Do you know what this means?"

Chen Qiye was just hearing this, and his eyes were pounding. If he hadn't been beaten, he really wanted to hold his ears and not let him get such a swelling appetite.

"Hahaha...this means that our body is dead!"

Old Baruta gently tapped the armrest of the chair and glanced around: "Just last month."

"After the ontology dies, our consciousness is no longer suppressed by him, so our cognitive ability is greatly improved, and we have our own consciousness and three views."

"But have you ever thought about these?"

Old Baruta seemed to not care about Chen Qiye listening to the information. Without any cover, he said generously: "I have killed many human races and eaten their souls. I know some of their information."

"It's like conscious of this."

"It will take at least two years for a human race to have its own consciousness from birth to having its own consciousness, and it will take at least ten years for an independent personality formed based on memory and experience."

"Maybe this time is nothing to you, but for the human race, their lifespan has already passed by one tenth."

"As the most similar beings to the human race, our body structure is 80% similar, so we also follow this law."

"I'll ask you now, how long has it taken us to have an independent personality from the day of death?"

Old Baruta scanned the people around him. In Shen Qiye's eyes, there were only two Barutas, one old and one young, in this room. He didn't even see the people on the other three chairs that Old Baruta scanned.

"Yes! That's right!"

He suddenly said calmly: "Seven days!"

"It only took us seven days from being confused to having independent consciousness."

"In these seven days, memory and experience constitute our consciousness. Don't you find it strange in such a short time?"

Old Baruta suddenly paused, then said slowly in a low voice: "I...we... actually do not have real self-awareness."

"Our current consciousness is actually formed after the dispersion of the soul of the original body!"

"A strong evidence is that our souls are incomplete!"

"I compared the clone who woke up with me, and he could perfectly blend with my broken soul!"

"But after the integration, we can't separate." Old Baruta said sadly: "We still have no consciousness of our own until now!"

"As long as our souls merge together, the body will be resurrected."

"Do you know what this means?"

Old Baruta stared at the young Baruta in front of him with a gloomy face, "It means that as long as we are fused, we will become part of the body."

"Are you willing?"

As an outsider, Chen Qiye looked confused when he heard what Old Baruta said, and the monk Zhang Er was confused.

But in the end he understood, this old Baruta didn't want to let himself disappear because of the fusion of souls.

"Not resigned!" He suddenly heard the young Baruta's gritting teeth, his expression of anger was out of touch. The words of Old Baruta could not make him angry like this. He probably remembered some memories.

"So..." Old Baruta sighed, and his index finger tapped the armrest of the chair again.

"Everyone, do you want to destroy yourself and then resurrect the body?"

"If you don't want to, live with your will."

After saying that, Old Baruta glanced at everyone around him and smiled with satisfaction.

Chen Qiye, who was beside him, ate a big melon and was amazed.

Is this the scene where he witnessed the clone's resistance to the body? This may be the first time in the whole world!

At least within the scope of his knowledge, he had never heard of such a thing.

"Who else has any questions?" Baruta said with a smile and narrowed his eyes: "We can be considered brothers, so I will answer you as much as possible if you want to know, just ask!"

"I have it!" Chen Qiye threatened the young Baruta and stood up excitedly. At this moment, Chen Qiye sensed a fluctuation of spiritual power around the young Baruta.

"Why can I use spiritual power? Am I not a demon?"
Chapter completed!