As the workshop's heavy wooden door closed again, Masamichi Yaga's footsteps, somewhat hurried from his overwhelming excitement, gradually faded into the distance. He could hardly wait to consult more reference materials, and was even planning to find some suitable nutritional supplements for this miraculous "newborn."
Only Li Shunchen and the miniature Panda, no bigger than a puppy and sitting obediently on the workbench, remained in the spacious, quiet Underground Workshop.
With the outsider gone, Panda's clear black-and-white eyes, which had been trying so hard to feign innocent ignorance, immediately revealed a complexity and depth utterly at odds with his current appearance.
He raised his fluffy little head and gazed at the black-haired boy before him. Finally unable to hold back, he broke the silence, asking in a childish voice tinged with confusion.
"Shunchen... what exactly are... those memories that suddenly appeared in my head?"
In truth, rather than saying Li Shunchen had wielded some heaven-defying power to "bring over" the entire soul of the future Panda who had fought alongside him in the simulator's timeline, it would be more accurate to say that Li Shunchen had used that core as a vessel to create "an entirely new Panda who possessed some memories from a future simulation."
After all, even Li Shunchen could not be as omniscient and omnipotent as a god, knowing every tiny moment that future Panda had experienced throughout his life.
All he could give this newborn Panda was the information he himself knew, along with the combat instincts and emotional bonds he had secretly inscribed using cursed energy microsculpting techniques while engraving the core.
Faced with this weighty question, one that could practically be called the origin of philosophy, Li Shunchen showed no attempt to conceal or evade anything. He pulled over a chair and sat down