Memory Sharing

But even if it could be activated, as time passed and the Tang Family continued producing descendants, most of the Alien Gene within Tang Shizhe had been lost during inheritance.

That was why he had only obtained a few fragments of memories and some information composed of unknown characters.

The vast majority of the memories and information had been lost during inheritance!

Now he understood why his father's complexion had looked so terrible before the accident. Apparently, the Alien Gene in his father's body might have awakened at that time and begun trying to activate.

But his father had mistaken it for some unknown terminal illness and chosen to end his life through an accident, leaving Tang Shizhe enough insurance money to marry and raise children.

However, his mother, who should have been accompanying Tang Shizhe's father, had also happened to suffer an accident, directly turning him into a pitiful orphan.

Tang Shizhe unwillingly punched the mattress. If his father had not chosen suicide back then and had persevered instead, perhaps he might have successfully awakened the Alien Gene in his body.

But it was all too late. Now, he was the only male member of the Tang Family left in the entire world.

The only fortunate thing was that, after awakening, he had already learned the relevant knowledge about the Split Ability, one of that alien creature's powers. The feeling was like inherited memories carried within human genes.

Tang Shizhe did not need to study it afterward at all. The memories contained within his genes had already given him a rough understanding of this ability.

The naked man lying before him was the Splitter his body had produced after acquiring sufficient energy. A month of frenzied eating had provided ample nutrition for his birth.

This Splitter would possess exactly the same physical functions, appearance, and build that Tang Shizhe had at the moment of splitting, and he would also inherit all of Tang Shizhe's memories.

Not only that, after being born, the Splitter would establish a Mental Network with the Matriarch. Through that Mental Network, the Splitter could transmit newly acquired memories back to the Matriarch.

Furthermore, Splitters obeyed the Matriarch absolutely and unconditionally. No matter how absurd, ridiculous, or cruel the Matriarch's orders were, the absolute control embedded in their genes would make these Splitters carry them out without complaint!

"Damn, isn't this the legendary clone? A Death Soldier that can think for itself?" Tang Shizhe excitedly stroked the body in front of him.

After a while, he suddenly felt that his action was inappropriate. An inexplicable shudder ran through him, and he wiped his hand twice on the blanket.

Less than ten minutes later, Tang Shizhe's first Splitter opened his eyes. His gaze swept around the room, seemingly familiarizing himself with his current surroundings.

"Greetings, Matriarch." The man flipped off the bed, knelt before Tang Shizhe, and lowered his head deeply until it was buried before his knees.

"You really have my memories?" Tang Shizhe incredulously took out his phone and held it in front of the Splitter.

"Yes. However, we do not possess negative emotions such as pain, sorrow, or fear. We exist as weapons." Splitter One raised his head, skillfully unlocked the phone with Tang Shizhe's fingerprint, opened Tang Shizhe's favorite website, and held it before him.

"Not bad! Not bad!" Tang Shizhe satisfactorily patted Splitter One on the shoulder. Only then did he suddenly notice that both he and Splitter One were still naked.

"Here, put these on." Tang Shizhe got up, grabbed the dirty clothes draped over a nearby chair, and handed them to Splitter One. He also pulled on a set at random. Back when he had thought himself dying, he had certainly not been in the mood to do laundry.

After watching Splitter One get dressed, Tang Shizhe nodded in satisfaction again. They were simply identical. Even if his parents were still alive, they would never have been able to tell them apart!

After pacing around the room for a while, Tang Shizhe suddenly slammed his fist into his palm. "From now on, you'll be called Tang Yi. Simple and clear!"

"Also, it seems I've skipped class for a month already. You can attend tomorrow's classes for me."

"Alright, we're going to sleep. You take the sofa!"

Thinking about how he could finally escape those hateful classrooms in the future, Tang Shizhe happily narrowed his eyes into slits.

"Understood!" Tang Yi nodded and obediently turned toward the living room sofa.

After closing his bedroom door, Tang Shizhe lay on the bed, too excited to feel the slightest bit sleepy. Today, the course of his life had completely changed. From now on, he would no longer be ordinary!

Taking out his phone and checking his nearly depleted bank account, Tang Shizhe was filled with regret. If he had known, he would not have spent money so recklessly before. He now had to support two people, and there might be even more Splitters in the future. This little money of his would definitely not be enough. It was time to figure out how to make money.

A peaceful night passed.

The next morning, Tang Shizhe was awakened by his phone alarm. He struggled to pry open his crusted-shut eyes and stretched hard.

Then he immediately sensed that something was wrong. He could no longer feel the weakness that had plagued him before. Beneath his unremarkable muscles, he felt explosive power, as though he could crush an Apple with one hand.

The excess fat on his body had long since been completely consumed when his illness first began. Now, he had returned to a normal build, neither fat nor thin.

Obviously, muscles on a body like this could not possibly give him such formidable physical strength. The only possibility was that, while he slept, the Alien Gene in his body had already altered his physique.

Just then, the scent of food suddenly drifted in from outside his room. It made him swallow involuntarily, and his stomach let out an uncooperative growl.

Filled with confusion, Tang Shizhe got dressed, opened his bedroom door, and headed to the dining room.

He saw Tang Yi, who had only been born yesterday, wearing a black apron as he slid a fried egg from the pan onto a plate. On another plate were freshly steamed, fragrant rice and two stir-fried dishes.

"Th-this..." Tang Shizhe stared in shock at Tang Yi as he sprinkled some chopped scallions over the fried egg, too stunned to speak.

He could cook, of course. Tang Shizhe had been living alone since two years ago, so naturally he knew how to cook. But he was not insane enough to steam rice, stir-fry two dishes, and fry an egg first thing in the morning!

No! There was even lotus seed soup! Tang Shizhe gaped as Tang Yi brought out two bowls of lotus seed soup.

"We Splitters only need four hours of deep sleep to recover our strength, so I got up early and prepared breakfast for you." Tang Yi bowed, imitating the butlers from the television shows in Tang Shizhe's memories.

"I've struck gold, I've struck gold! It's only the first day, and I'm already enjoying the treatment of a rich man." Tang Shizhe laughed loudly as he pulled out a chair and sat down.

He picked up his chopsticks, lifted a translucent slice of stir-fried bamboo shoot, and placed it in his mouth. An exquisite flavor, something one could only taste in a hotel, instantly filled Tang Shizhe's mouth.

"When did my cooking become this good?" Tang Shizhe could hardly believe it. He knew perfectly well how skilled he was—his food was merely edible. Yet Tang Yi, who shared his memories, had somehow made dishes this delicious!

"Reporting to the Matriarch, after getting up, I taught myself two hundred and thirteen home-style recipes online, studied two autobiographies by master chefs, and watched ten videos about stir-frying." Tang Yi handed the tablet on the table to Tang Shizhe.

"What time did you get up? Even if you went to sleep at eleven, with four hours of sleep, that would mean three o'clock. It's only seven now. You learned all this in three or four hours?"

"And during that time, you even went to the grocery store in the neighborhood to buy ingredients? I don't remember there being any food at home. You must have bought all of this this morning." Tang Shizhe flipped through the records on the tablet in astonishment.

"Although we Splitters do not possess photographic memories, our memory capacity is five times that of ordinary people. We can better mobilize our brains for calculation and memorization. At the same time, while cooking, I can precisely control the muscles in my hands and replicate the videos without the slightest deviation!"

"You can separately extract all the knowledge I learned this morning, or directly obtain my memories from this morning." Tang Yi tapped his head.

Tang Shizhe's eyes lit up. He used his mind to contact the point of light within his consciousness, and a vast amount of information instantly traveled through the Mental Network into his brain.

Thanks to the genetic modifications, receiving the knowledge this time did not cause Tang Shizhe any discomfort.

A few seconds later, when Tang Shizhe opened his eyes, he discovered that he had already memorized all two hundred-plus recipes perfectly. He could even recite every recipe backward!

"This is practically cheating! Why should I worry about failing classes? From now on, I won't even need to read books myself to master all kinds of knowledge!" Tang Shizhe excitedly rose to his feet and paced back and forth.

"Matriarch, I am leaving for school." While Tang Shizhe had been eating, Tang Yi had already changed into the sportswear washed last night. He stood at the door with several books needed for today's classes tucked beneath his arm.

"Go on, go on. Study hard and make progress!" Tang Shizhe waved without even raising his head.

Once the front door slammed shut, Tang Shizhe put down his chopsticks.

At that moment, he suddenly realized what his advantage was!

It was his learning ability, far beyond that of ordinary people!

A Splitter's memory capacity was five times that of an ordinary person. In addition, they only needed four hours of sleep each day. Excluding time spent using the bathroom and such, they could actually study for eighteen hours every day!

And how long could an ordinary person study with full concentration in a day? Eight hours at most. After all, he was calculating the time ordinary people could spend studying while fully focused.

Even if he gave them extra credit and assumed they could focus for nine hours a day, these Splitters would still possess ten times the learning ability of ordinary people!

One day of studying for a Splitter was equal to ten days of studying for an ordinary person.

Then what if there were ten Splitters? What if there were a hundred?

A hundred Splitters studying for one day would equal one ordinary person studying for a thousand days—nearly three years!

Then what if they studied for a year? That would equal the learning of an ordinary person over a thousand years!

This was far more terrifying than any cheat! As long as he was not discovered, the whole world would bow beneath Tang Shizhe's feet. The knowledge he possessed would be enough to change the entire world!