What Brothers Are

Liu Di slowly stepped forward.

He raised a hand and flicked the prop dagger embedded in Mo Yu's chest.

The dagger swayed slightly. It was made of plastic.

"This prop doesn't look real enough."

As he spoke, Liu Di raised his hand and condensed a dagger identical to the prop. Its sharp blade reflected the glaring lights, bleaching Mo Yu's face white.

Mo Yu turned solemn. "Kill one of me, and thousands upon thousands more will rise up."

Liu Di cut him off directly. "Then I'll kill one first."

"How crude."

Mo Yu immediately straightened up. "If you're seeking knowledge, why resort to knives and guns?"

Then.

Mo Yu grinned at Song Yu. "Miss Song Yu, aren't you curious what human thought is? What consciousness is? Why can the brain produce ideas?"

"Haha, what a coincidence!"

"The secrets of the human brain, which humanity has struggled to study for so long, were cracked by our Mohist School 160 years ago!"

Mo Yu sidestepped, dodging Liu Di's blade. "It turns out that all human thoughts are formed by more than 14 billion neurons in the brain, through over 80 quintillion different arrangements and combinations!"

"For example."

"If 320 million specific neurons in the brain produce chemical reactions through their axons, they form a thought—the thought of eating!"

"Take Liu Di!"

"I'd guess that neurons in sectors 230 to 586 of his left cerebral hemisphere and pituitary gland are currently operating, producing a reaction called irritability!"

"Before long."

"The neurons in sectors 362 to 390 will move as well, producing an emotion called annoyance and regret!"

"Because he lost control for a moment and hurt a talented young man named Mo Yu!"

Liu Di listened the entire time, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Then Mo Yu continued, "Our entire Mohist School spent a