Little Yueli's expression shifted slightly.
In truth, it was still a little different from possession. At most, this counted as cloning and copying.
An empty shell had been fused with new memories.
The original memory host had completely perished!
Then the paradox began to arise: in the end, was the true body the consciousness, or the memories?
Lin Heng asked again, "All right, suppose it's still this body of mine, but now extra memories intrude, and I possess another person's memories at the same time."
"Then tell me, am I still myself, or am I another person, or are two souls sharing one body? Mm?"
Dugu Yueli's brows knitted tightly. She had once pondered this question too.
For example, the essence of possession.
Wasn't it just one person's soul expelling another person's soul, and after driving it out completely, occupying his physical body?
"I think the original divine soul is still the most important. Memories are memories, and the divine soul is the divine soul. Having someone else's memories doesn't mean truly carrying them. At most, you count as a reader of the story!"
"It's like us reading a book. The stories in the book belong to others. You can't say that just because we read it, the stories inside become ourselves, right?" Dugu Yueli found an angle to refute it.
It did make sense!
Afterward, she lifted her eyes to look at Lin Heng and said in a firm tone, "I think for you, Brother Heng, most people like you not because of how good-looking your skin is!"
"But because of that Show-off deep in your soul... Hmph!"
"(?′?｀*) That's... That's right!" (Lü Bu-style crooked grin)
"So you're saying that even if Guoguo turned into an ugly freak with a fat head and big ears, as long as he