Chapter 974
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"What's wrong?" Boro noticed Dean's gaze and narrowed his eyes.
Dean looked away and indifferently said: "Nothing, I just suddenly thought of her magic mark ability to peek into my memory. I don't know the effect of using it on the Undead. Can it awaken the memory of the Undead?"
The suspicion in Boro's heart faded away: "Interesting idea. You are worthy of the people of the old era. Your thinking is more flexible than the idiots of this era. Unfortunately, although the ability can peek into the memories of the undead, it can't awaken the memories of the undead. To be precise, most of the well-preserved undead have complete consciousness except for those with incomplete brains. But they can't control their bodies. Memory is like a piece of data and the body is just a carrier. They don't have the authority to control it. They can only be bystanders. "
Dean's pupils shrank: "Do you mean that the undead still have memories? But they can't control their bodies? "
"Yes." Boro was in a good mood. He was happy to communicate with Dean, a human from three hundred years ago: "You can think of the Undead as a machine. I remember there was a technology called 'camera' in the old era. The Undead is like a camera. It can take pictures of the scenery. But it is a dead thing and we need to control it."
"For the undead, we are the ones who control the shutter of the camera. We are the virus in their bodies."
Dean stared at him blankly. Suddenly, his heart was burning with hope, and his eyes were shining. He could not help but say: "So, as long as we find a way to cure the virus in their bodies, they can regain control of their bodies?"
"Impossible!" Boro decisively interrupted Dean's fantasy: "First, the virus can't be cured. There should be nothing more terrible than the undead virus in the world. I don't know if it should be classified as a germ or a toxin. In short, as far as I know, there is nothing that can drive the virus out of the corpses. There is no such super antibody!"
"Second, even if it is cured, the undead without the virus is just a dead person. Their memory cells will gradually weaken and die. They can't be read."
Dean was startled. He couldn't help but ask: "Why?"
Boluo smiled faintly. "Haven't you heard of 'souls'? I'm not talking about the unrealistic undead that the Magi in the empire are talking about. I'm talking about the source of life. To put it simply, it's our consciousness, but it's more complicated than that. Perhaps it's a kind of natural energy in the universe, or perhaps it's a kind of life magnetic field. When life dies, this kind of energy dissipates along with it. As for memories, they're just data that exists in the brain. They're completely meaningless, just like gears. Although they can move, they've lost the most basic kinetic energy. In the end, they'll only rust and decay! "
"Soul..." Dean murmured with a pale face. In just a few words, his mood climbed from hell to heaven, and then fell into a deeper hell, so deep that there was no hope.
He thought he could find a way to cure the undead in the Divine Kingdom, but now it seemed that there was no answer he wanted there.
Soul …
What an ethereal and remote thing!
It was so far away that no one dared to believe its existence, but at the same time, it was impossible to deny its existence!
He had prepared for the worst. Even if he couldn't find a solution in the Divine Kingdom, he could borrow the more advanced technology in the Divine Kingdom and the knowledge from the super chip to find a way to cure Aisha.
But Boluo's words were like a heavy punch to his heart.
Even the most advanced knowledge from the old era recorded in the super chip couldn't reach the level of 'soul' …
Boluo seemed to know what Dean was thinking as he looked at Dean's ashen face. He chuckled and said in a playful tone: "It's not entirely impossible for you to cure the undead king. As long as you can survive my experiment you can get a long lifespan and even reach the point of 'immortality'. With such vitality and painstaking research, it's not impossible to find a way in hundreds or thousands of years. Of course, the premise is that you have to survive. Haha."
Dean's quiet heart suddenly came back to life as he heard Boluo's joking words. Yes, the technology in the super chip couldn't reach it but it didn't mean that there was no way!
There was no end to technology!
If he could learn the technology in the super chip and continue to develop it, then it's not impossible to find the existence of 'soul'!
He was excited again as he thought of this. He took several deep breaths.
Boluo was surprised to see Dean's hope reignite. He didn't expect Dean to be so persistent in his beliefs. It was just a teasing sentence but Dean took it seriously!
He smiled in his heart. This wasn't a bad thing. At least a test subject filled with confidence and hope was better than a test subject with a dead heart and a crestfallen head.
"Did you say that you can live forever after completing the experiment?" Dean calmed down again and couldn't help but look at Boluo. The topic of longevity had been around for thousands of years. It was the eternal pursuit of almost all life forms.
However, there was a limit to the number of times a cell could divide. As the number of divisions increased, a person would gradually age, and their bodily functions would gradually weaken. If one wanted to live forever, they could only imagine it in theory, and it would be full of loopholes.
Boro slightly raised his chin, and a hint of enthusiasm and pride flashed in his eyes. "If the experiment is completed, although I can't say that I'll be immortal forever, it's very likely that I'll live for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. Of course, being killed by external forces doesn't count. However, at that time, no external forces can kill me unless the Earth is destroyed."
Boluo's words were full of confidence.
Dean thought of Boluo's previous goal of surpassing the king and becoming a god. He understood that Boluo wanted to become a legend and be immortal like a god.
But was it possible?
"Well, you rest first. I have something to do." Boro raised the automatic movement watch on his hand and looked at the time. His expression converged and he recovered his indifferent attitude. "As I said before, don't move and don't get out of bed. Otherwise, I don't mind cutting your beloved Corpse King a few times to study it."
He turned and left.
The girl glanced at Dean and silently followed him.
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