Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 521: Chapter 518: The True Purpose of Finger Snapping

"Sexy!"

Accompanied by this voice, a tiny pink-haired girl descended straight from the sky.

"Damn!" The moment Fang Mo heard the voice, he instantly realized trouble was brewing. Although he had resolved the tumultuous situation with Ah Xue, he had forgotten about the most critical little one.

"Hmm?"

And this little one, who had suddenly fallen from mid-air, indeed caught the attention of the little demon.

The scene unfolded too quickly for Fang Mo to intervene. Soon, the two little ones noticed each other and exchanged puzzled looks.

"Who is this?"

The first to speak was the little demon. She stared at the little pink-haired one for a moment, then turned to Fang Mo and remarked, "She kind of looks like Makima."

"Uh, ah..."

Fang Mo stuttered, "She... she is also called Makima..."

Just as Fang Mo was speaking, the shadow in the sky began to enlarge rapidly, and soon, with a faint glimmer piercing the clouds, a giant black and purple dragon descended from the sky.

"Mom!"

With an excited, deep dragon roar, the ender dragon's huge body crashed to the ground next to them with a loud bang. Before the distant little demon could react, a dragon head much larger than a car affectionately rubbed against them.

"...?"

Seeing this, the nearby little demon was completely dumbstruck.

"Cough, let me introduce."

Seeing the little ender dragon providing a diversion, Fang Mo quickly coughed and said, "Well, this is the little ender dragon, my daughter..."

"Is it the ender dragon I'm thinking of?"

The little demon looked up at the enormous creature before her and asked instinctively.

"Probably, but that's another story," Fang Mo said, not elaborating too much. "Strictly speaking, this was my first experiment with reality, but since I materialized a dragon egg at the time, it doesn't exactly qualify as a biological entity..."

"Why does it call you mom?"

Unable to hold back, the little demon asked, "Don't you always claim to be a dad? Why are you being called mom now?"

"What can I do? I'm also desperate, you know?"

Fang Mo sighed, "Perhaps dragons also have some chicken genes. After hatching, they recognize the first creature they see as their mother. Anyway, after I hatched it, this little one has been calling me mom, and I've tried to make it call me dad, but it's even more disobedient than you... it just won't do it."

"What kind of analogy is that?"

The little demon couldn't help but retort, "I never called that, okay?"

But just as she finished speaking, the nearby ender dragon, as if to prove Fang Mo right, lowered its head and nudged Fang Mo, then exhaled a breath and a low dragon roar emitted from its mouth: "Mom, I missed you."

"Uh-huh, good child."

Fang Mo responded, patting the ender dragon's scales soothingly.

"Um..."

Seeing the ender dragon's affectionate gesture, the little demon seemed somewhat moved and hesitantly but expectantly asked, "Well, can I touch it?"

"Oh, sure."

Fang Mo nodded, "It has a good temperament and never bites."

Truth be told, hearing this relieved Fang Mo a bit, as the earlier incident with the little pink-haired one had been quite harrowing. Now that the attention was diverted, it was certainly a good thing.

Thinking this, Fang Mo quickly patted the little ender dragon's scales.

The gesture was clear, signaling it to look at the nearby little demon and let her touch it.

However, to Fang Mo's surprise.

When the ender dragon looked up at the little demon, it suddenly paused.

"Hmm?"

The giant dragon head tilted slightly, seemingly puzzled by the situation, then without waiting for Fang Mo to say anything, it took a couple of steps forward.

The little demon, seeing the ender dragon approaching, also stretched out her hand, hoping to touch it.

But the ender dragon completely ignored her gesture and instead lowered its head to sniff her, then walked around her a couple of times, seemingly trying to identify something.

"What's going on?"

Seeing the ender dragon's strange behavior, the little demon couldn't help but ask Fang Mo.

"Uh... I don't know."

Fang Mo also scratched his head, puzzled, as this was the first time he had seen the little ender dragon act this way, even when encountering the little pink-haired one or other characters from Marvel.

But before Fang Mo could inquire further, the nearby ender dragon seemed to confirm something, suddenly letting out an excited roar.

"Roar! It's Dad!"

Suddenly, the Ender Dragon here became excited; its thick tail swished like an electric fan behind it, stirring up a sky full of dust: "I have a daddy now!"

Having said that, the Ender Dragon affectionately lowered its head and nuzzled the little demon.

As a result of its great strength and the fact that the little demon had just crossed over and hadn't eaten any Essence Berries or similar, it was knocked off balance by the dragon.

"Um... Daddy..."

The Ender Dragon seemed to notice this scene, so it quickly reduced its strength a bit and cautiously moved its head closer, its two bright purple vertical pupils blinking expectantly.

"...Huh???"

This inexplicable act indeed startled the little demon.

So the next second.

She turned her head to look at Fang Mo.

"Uh..."

Fang Mo was also a bit confused, but having awakened as a Steve's stand for so long, at least he was clearer about the rules of MC than the other party.

So he bowed his head and thought for a moment.

Fang Mo tentatively offered an explanation.

"This is probably another form of loyalty." Fang Mo stroked his chin and said to the little demon not far away: "You've now also awakened as Alex's stand, and theoretically, you're also a player, so perhaps it has triggered some mechanism, causing MC creatures to be loyal to you as well..."

"I understand the logic, but why am I 'Daddy'?"

The little demon, a bit baffled, touched the Ender Dragon in front of her, its smooth and cool scales felt very nice: "Is this some kind of MC play-acting?"

"Isn't this nice?"

Fang Mo spread his hands: "We can also start a group later, just call it 'Happy Family'..."

"I suspect you are using high-tech to monitor me." The little demon raised her eyebrows at this comment: "What, is the aunt's profile picture also a lotus flower?"

"Ah?"

Fang Mo was taken aback: "Your mom too?"

"..."

The little demon didn't speak, just quietly watched Fang Mo. The two were already very familiar with each other, so Fang Mo also understood the meaning in the other's eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud.

And the girl opposite also chuckled.

But soon, the two, laughing and looking up, gradually fell silent again.

"Um... it's okay."

Fang Mo, not liking the oppressive atmosphere, took the initiative to speak: "Look, I've even researched the method of dream sending now. When we have time, we'll go back and send them a dream to report our safety, and then figure out how to find our way back..."

"I don't need to."

Before Fang Mo could finish, the little demon suddenly interrupted him.

"Ah?"

Fang Mo was also taken aback at this remark.

"You..." The little demon looked at her partner not far away, her face showing a hint of hesitation, but in the end, she sighed deeply: "What do you think I wished for when I used the Infinity Gauntlet?"

"You just copied a copy of your own memory, right?"

Fang Mo asked blankly.

He had checked at the time, and it was indeed just a simple memory, not carrying anything like a soul or any kind of energy, just a strange orb containing a lot of memories.

"I told you, that was everything to me."

The little demon pursed her lips, looking deeply at Fang Mo: "Although I thought it was just a dream at the time, the thought in my heart was incredibly real, and I have no regrets."

"...So what exactly did you do?"

Hearing her say this, Fang Mo was also a bit puzzled for a moment.

"What do you think makes a person?" The little demon suddenly tilted her head and asked: "Soul? Personality memory? Body? Or something else?"

"This..."

Fang Mo stroked his chin: "The soul, I guess?"

"Then what is a soul? A special kind of energy? Or just a simple label?"

Xiao Yao spread her hands and said, "According to what we believe back home, people are reincarnated, but if all memories are lost, am I still me? Just because the soul is the same, does that define it as me?"

"Not really, this is also..."

"It's like a ship that replaces its parts continuously during its journey until every part of the hull has been replaced. Is it still the same ship it was at the beginning?"

Before Fang Mo could speak, Xiao Yao interrupted him: "If it is, then what if the replaced parts are used to assemble another ship? Which of the two ships is the real one?"

"Stop messing with philosophy with me."

Upon hearing this, Fang Mo immediately massaged his temples with a headache: "You think I only play games and look at dirty pictures online? I've heard of the Ship of Theseus too, but what I've heard most about is that, uh, Freud—not, I mean, the Freud thing."

"I'm talking about serious stuff here, don't intentionally interrupt."

Xiao Yao stroked the scales of the Ender Dragon and gave Fang Mo a displeased look: "You... you haven't changed at all over the years, always trying to change the subject when you're nervous."

"The thing is, I really don't like philosophy."

Fang Mo helplessly spread his hands: "At least I don't like this kind of philosophy, but if you want to discuss brotherly philosophy, I could talk about it all day."

"Some things you just can't escape."

Xiao Yao smiled and then said, "Imagine if there's a teleporter in the future that disintegrates people into atomic dust the moment they step in, with their memories copied and transmitted elsewhere, and finally, a new body is reprinted through nanotechnology, and the memories are transferred into it, is that person still the original person?"

"Probably not."

Fang Mo scratched his head, already confused by this little devil.

But quickly, he shook his head: "What's the point of telling me all this now? Can't you just tell me what wish you made?"

"I tore myself into two pieces."

Xiao Yao looked up at Fang Mo, her eyes conveying something he couldn't understand: "I left both my soul and my body in that world, but I handed the real me over to you."

"What the heck!?"

Fang Mo was shocked, having thought that the other party had just copied a fake set of memories.

But it turned out not to be a copy, but a damn cut!

"What are you going to do in the real world then?"

Fang Mo suddenly became anxious: "I can't believe this, you'll just become a vegetable in reality, right? No, I have to send you back..."

"Don't worry, I left some memories there."

Before Fang Mo could finish, Xiao Yao suddenly spoke up: "I did some copying and cutting of my memories, and then left them in the original world."

"What?"

Fang Mo was stunned by this clever maneuver.

"It's mostly... common sense, the ability to make money, and love for them." Xiao Yao said, then quietly turned her head away: "So, compared to you, I might feel less attached to these emotions because I am incomplete, having cut myself in two."

"Of course, in your words."

Before Fang Mo could respond, Xiao Yao suddenly gave a mischievous smile: "Basically, I cut most of my memories, but I kept a part, so they would know it's me."

"This..."

Fang Mo scratched his head, at a loss for words.

Even the approaching small pink creature was stared back by him, pouting unhappily by the side.

"Standing in front of you now, is my very personality."

Seeing Fang Mo's confusion, Xiao Yao spoke again: "If this 'me' here disappears, then there will be no Xiao Yao in the world, but to my mother over there, I've always been her daughter, just suddenly not liking computers anymore and having a poor memory."

"The debt of being raised is greater than heaven, but I really don't want to give up this only chance to hold onto you."

Xiao Yao then turned her head again, looking deeply at Fang Mo not far away: "I know it's impossible to have both, but I've always said, I'm a very willful person."

"So I chose to split myself in two, a pain that I remember vividly to this day."

"But I had to do it, because I need to use my soul and flesh to create a substitute for myself, and use the real me to roam with you through this endless time and space."

"Whether it's a straightforward creative mode or a challenging survival mode, whether it's Doraemon or Berserk, hell or heaven, I will not regret it."

"But you really..."

Fang Mo opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something.

But before he could speak, Xiao Yao interrupted him again.

"Idiot, of course, I know what you're thinking."

"You still have a home, you can't wander here forever, you'll have to go home someday."

"So I will always be with you, dispelling this unsolvable loneliness, until the day we truly find our way back home."

At this point, Xiao Yao suddenly smiled.

This smile left Fang Mo somewhat dazed.

"...When that moment truly comes, let's go home together, hand in hand."

~~~

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