The shadow clones were unhappy now. Did he have no damn idea what he himself was like? They all stepped forward to criticize Ye Feng.
One man was no match for ten mouths, and Ye Feng eventually apologized to the shadow clones. He had to be the most humbled original of all, but he also took the opportunity to ask the question on his mind:
"Since we're all the same person, why are we so different?"
One shadow clone sat down with an air of composure, like a teacher lecturing a student:
"We're all shadow clones. Though we were originally one, we have thoughts of our own. Who knows how long we'll exist? Why care about the consequences? Aren't you there to deal with them all? We do whatever feels comfortable. Why think so much?"
Ye Feng fell silent at those words. He had assumed the shadow clones would think just like him, but seemingly influenced by the memories of his previous life, they were more like independent individuals with their own distinctive ways of thinking.
Putting himself in their shoes, Ye Feng would probably have thought the same way. With so little time left anyway, why not spend it comfortably?
With that thought, Ye Feng no longer looked at the shadow clones with his earlier disregard. Instead, he regarded them more as another kind of life, one that thought just as he did.
An idea suddenly struck Ye Feng:
What would happen if I kept these shadow clones around indefinitely? That seems like a pretty good option, too.
So Ye Feng said to the shadow clones:
"If you want to keep existing, I can give you a chance."
The previously rather idle shadow clones visibly froze at Ye Feng's words, seemingly never having expected him to say such a