To put it in another world's terms, what he's about to do is essentially to resurrect a cadaver that has been preserved in formalin for sixty years.
It's a bit difficult, to say the least.
However, the underlying logic of the two worlds is different after all. Ed began to recall his ancient memories that he had lost and regained some time ago, as well as some tricks he had thought of during this period of starting over, trying to find some tricks that could be used and that he could use now.
After thinking for a while, Ed realized that there were two people whose situation was very similar to that of Aiboke, and both of them were thousands of miles away at the time.
One of them is the true Soul Returner who is currently instructing the Gungnir— [ A Huan ];
The second was Xilǐ'er, the Second Holy See envoy who was still traveling the world with his knightly retinue.
Before [ A Huan ] was resurrected in this world, his state was actually very similar to that of Aiboke; both were in a situation where their bodies were about to die, but their consciousness was still intact.
Ed could bring [ A Huan ]'s consciousness into this world and put it into a new body, but he couldn't send Aiboke's consciousness to another world.
However, the underlying principles of consciousness extraction seem to be the same, with only minor differences in the methods used.
Ed, who no longer needed the panel, remembered the ability that Little Green had named [ Otherworldly Half ], and began to act quickly.
After some analysis, Ed discovered a small problem...
There is nothing inherently wrong with using three thousand questions to replicate the personality of a living person.
However, the problem is that it is difficult to do this using machines alone, so Balund engraved a large number of Psionic Energy Circuit in the Mind Coffin to assist in its function.
Psionic Energy is precisely the underlying logic of World of Disorder, and the soul of life is also closely related to Psionic Energy.
Therefore, when Aiboke's body died in endless imprisonment, his soul, just like Xilǐ'er's back then, automatically attached itself to an object that most closely resembled his body.
This situation is somewhat similar to Xilǐ'er being sealed by the Amber Dragon, who initially thought he was just a simple armor spirit.
However, Xilǐ'er's soul, which had been blessed by the King of Domination, was far more powerful than that of ordinary Low Tier. So, after his body decayed, it attached itself to the armor that perfectly matched his body. He was still the same person, or rather, his soul was still the same soul.
The same logic applies to Aiboke, since he was already at the Middle Tier when he entered the Mind Coffin, and could unconsciously do similar things without the mark of the Grand Duke of Vampires.
So what is the object most similar to his body?
It is, of course, a replica of the coffin itself, which is a Psionic Energy similarity, not a physical resemblance.
Ed didn't know how long Aiboke had remained in the coffin—perhaps a year, perhaps ten, perhaps he was still alive until recently.
Aiboke's modifications were so extensive that he couldn't simply starve to death.
In any case, Aiboke's soul has now shattered into three thousand pieces, contained within Psionic Energy Circuit representing three thousand questions.
Good grief, another jigsaw puzzle.
Despite these sentiments, Ed had to admit that for someone who could reassemble a player who had been chopped into minced meat, piecing together three thousand pieces of a soul was nothing.
Having come up with a solution, Ed thought for a moment and said to Aiboke:
"Do not resist. Next, I will reshape your soul."
"Good."
The paper tape provided a simple response, Ed continued:
"If successful, you will become a... half-vegetable, half-machine person, and your rank should drop back to the Middle Tier."
Ed had expected Aiboke to respond quickly, but the giant machine pondered for a long time before finally posing a question that surprised even Ed:
Can my Authority be inherited by others?
Authority? Authority in the mechanical field?
Ed suddenly realized that when he created this world, there were no objects that could be called machines, and of course, no beings who could modify themselves using machines.
In that World of Disorder, did Authority of Machinery even exist?
There shouldn't be any.
The Creator himself has now discovered an interesting underlying logic of this world that he was previously unaware of:
If Authority diminishes with the complete extermination of a race, why doesn't it increase?
In those forgotten and lost realms, Authority will naturally dissolve; in those created realms, new Authority will naturally emerge.
Therefore, the total number of Authority in World of Disorder is not static, but will spontaneously increase as the world develops, and will also disappear with the complete extinction of an ethnic group.
How could this section still exist in the mountain of crap I wrote back then?
Or is it a mixed effect of a mountain of garbage code?
Ed twitched his lips, thought for a moment, and said:
"If you regress to the Middle Tier, then this Authority will most likely transfer to the Machine Spirit Great Labyrinth City-- "
"The core of Authority of Machinery should be the manipulation of inanimate objects and the souls born from inanimate objects, so this Authority arises naturally after you place yourself in this coffin."
"Among the High Tier beings in the Graycast Corridor besides you, the others all ascended to the High Tier through dual cultivation of Psionic Energy and mechanical energy, and still retain a physical body. Only the life form of the Great Labyrinth City is closest to pure mechanical energy."
"Although it is a product of the fusion of machinery, Psionic Energy, and plant tissues, those things can hardly be considered to have life after the fusion is successful, so most of the Authority should fall into its hands."
"Of course, unless High Tier of the same system die out, the Authority cannot be monopolized by one person. Others should still be able to share the power in the mechanical field as before, and there will be no overall change."
The paper strip was slowly released, Ed read its meaning:
"Then I'm relieved. Let's get started."
"Don't talk like it's bound to fail. My success rate with this kind of operation is currently 100%. Although I've only done it once, at least the theory is already very complete..."
Ed tried to ease the patient's stress with rambling words, much like a surgeon, even though the patient he was facing was essentially a machine...
"... So you can tell your brother to silently recite this mantra when releasing Psionic Energy; it should have unexpected effects."
Balund was giving instructions to [ Chocolate Ice Cream Scoop ] from afar. [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] only half understood, but that didn't stop her from being an emotionless mouthpiece.
Suddenly, everyone sensed a strong fluctuation of Psionic Energy. Turning around, they saw that the enormous vine ball had been completely opened, revealing its contents to them...