Bai Shu said calmly, "To be precise, this is pretty interesting. Apparently, Fang Ming's new vessel is kinder than Fang Ming himself."
As he spoke, he had everyone look at the new Fang Ming's file.
This Fang Ming looked completely different from before. He was actually a boy with reddish-brown hair and a few freckles on his face, though his skin was still very pale.
Apparently, the original owner of the body was a brain-dead boy, and Fang Ming had successfully uploaded himself into his brain.
This foreign boy had become "Fang Ming's" new vessel.
Chen Xiaofei muttered, "Fang Ming's rotten to the core. How could his consciousness be any good?"
Bai Shu couldn't help smiling with interest. "Remember the question we discussed last time? Once uploaded, a consciousness is just data, not Fang Ming himself. So this foreign boy who came back to life is merely a New Human with Fang Ming's memories. That's fascinating in itself."
Wang Weihu couldn't help rubbing his head. It felt prickly; he'd just trimmed his hair. Short hair really did feel fresher. "So is Fang Ming still Fang Ming or not?"
Poor Weihu was getting dizzy.
This kind of philosophical question was too much to ask of anyone.
Chen Xiaofei couldn't help saying, "Headquarters won't let him off easily anyway, right?"
Qin Luo studied the file on the "new Fang Ming" and said seriously, "If he runs off abroad and hides for the rest of his life without bothering us again, he might get to live a little longer. Otherwise, he's dead. But if Fang Ming could upload his consciousness, he must have kept something up his sleeve. He hates us too much not to cause us trouble."
Chen Xiaofei immediately nodded. "I agree with Brother Qin."
Bai Shu said they could wait