Aku's Personalities

A game CG-like scene appeared in front of the player Memory Master.

The first thing that catches your eye is a group of low and dilapidated houses in the village. They can't even be called houses, they can only be called shacks. They are built of simple wood mixed with mud.

The thatch on the roof has become dry, yellow and messy under the erosion of time, and the earth-yellow walls are mottled and covered with traces of rain.

There are no roads in the village, only a trampled dirt path with some broken farm tools and sundries piled randomly on the side of the path in no order at all.

A young female voice sounded like a background sound: "My name is A Ku."

She spoke in the language of Xiangbang, and although the illusionist did not understand Xiangbang, he understood what she meant.

"My house is in front."

Her house was built against a big tree. The small and narrow shack was attached to the tree. It didn't look like a house to live in, but more like a parasite on the tree.

Ah Ku said: "My dream is to become a big tree."

Then the camera turned and A Ku got married in a hurry.

"I thought I could live the life I wanted by marrying a foreigner. I worked hard to learn the language and tried to fit in. However, when I said I wanted a job, everyone stopped me."

At this time, A Ku no longer spoke Xiangbang dialect. She spoke Mandarin with a strange accent, secretly packed her bags and ran out of the house overnight.

She ran all the way south to the border between Caiyin Province and Xiangbang Kingdom.

The Memory Master thought she wanted to go home, but she quickly proved with her actions that she definitely did not want to return to the village.

A Ku really found a job. Even though she knew it was not a serious job, she still gritted her teeth and accepted the interview.

When the interviewer saw A Ku, both of them were stunned.

The reason is simple: they look so much alike. A Ku and the interviewer almost share the same face.

It’s just that Aku is shorter and thinner, and doesn’t look as calm as the interviewer.

The interviewer put away his surprised expression:

"Hello, welcome to today's interview. I am Luo Chunxi, and I am very happy to have the opportunity to communicate with you. In the following interview process, I will maintain a fair and objective attitude, and I hope we can have a candid and valuable dialogue."

Ah Ku pricked up her ears and listened hard. She certainly didn't understand everything, but she understood what Luo Chunxi meant, so she introduced herself loudly.

"Very good, your Chinese is better than I thought." Luo Chunxi was very satisfied, "Where did you learn it from?"

Ah Ku immediately gave the answer he had prepared long ago: "I learned it from my brother. He worked in Caiyin Province."

This was a lie. She didn't talk about her marriage experience because she needed to hide one thing - she was pregnant.

She was two months pregnant but it wasn't obvious. No one could tell unless she said anything.

"I see." Luo Chunxi casually sorted out the documents on the desk, "Go and get a pre-employment physical examination. If there are no problems, I will handle the employment procedures for you."

Ah Ku pinched the corner of his clothes, reluctant to leave.

"Are you worried?" Luo Chunxi looked up and asked, as if she had guessed something. "The medical examination fee can be reimbursed. Remember to ask the hospital for an invoice."

Ah Ku stammered in his unskilled Mandarin: "I, I don't have any money, can you lend me some?"

Luo Chunxi was stunned.

She said helplessly in the elephant language: "I usually don't lend."

A Ku looked at her pitifully.

"Since we look so alike, I'll lend you the money. Remember to pay it back after you get your salary."

Ah Ku happily took the money and kept thanking him.

Then she came to the hospital and quietly hid in the bathroom with the examination form.

Urine test, a urine test that can detect whether you are pregnant.

Ah Ku was poor and ignorant, but she vaguely knew that no company would be willing to hire a pregnant woman, even if everyone said that their business was not a legitimate one.

Before she came, she had even prepared herself mentally for murder and arson, and she couldn't be stopped by a mere physical examination.

A Ku squatted in the toilet cubicle for a long time until the urine test specimen receiver came to the toilet, then she found a chance to rush out.

She pretended nothing had happened as she walked past the urine test specimen table, took someone else's urine sample and turned away.

When taking the urine sample, she deliberately chose a full one, poured half of the other person's urine into her own test tube, and then secretly put it back.

Finally, after passing the physical examination, A Ku breathed a sigh of relief.

She took an advance on her salary and returned the money to Luo Chunxi. After paying the money back, she mustered up the courage to say: "Thank you, can I treat you to a meal?"

Luo Chunxi waved his hand: "No, go back and have a good rest. It's time to go to the factory tomorrow."

"What will I do after I get in?" Ah Ku asked stutteringly, "Which position is mine?"

“You’ll know once you enter the factory.”

Luo Chunxi smiled meaningfully.

The picture froze on Luo Chunxi's smile, and the illusionist's eyes went dark, as if his soul fell from a great height into a body.

The first thing that appeared in my ears was a slight sound of electric current, followed by a white light that penetrated my eyelids.

The illusionist opened his eyes, and in front of him was still the white light that could penetrate everything.

She moved her fingers, and the cool metallic sensation was transmitted to the rich sensory nerve endings at her fingertips, and then transmitted along the spinal cord to the cerebral cortex.

Raising his hand to slightly block the light from the shadowless lamp, the illusionist found himself lying on a metal operating table.

Suddenly, a white figure blocked the glaring light and cast a shadow on her.

The illusionist narrowed his eyes and took in the white-haired girl in front of him and the paper filled with rules in her hand:

1. Your name is Aku, and your multiple personalities take turns controlling your body.

2. There are no ordinary people in the world. Everyone has super powers. Even if you didn’t have super powers in the past, you must have them from now on.

3. The resident inside the door is a low-dimensional visitor carrying a dimensionality reduction virus. He must be told that the world is full of people with super powers.

4. You are higher-dimensional beings, stronger than lower-dimensional beings, this is the law of the universe. The blood of lower-dimensional beings is the key to the old days, let the lower-dimensional beings open the door and offer blood.

5. The truth is the best lie.

The moment he finished reading the text, the Memory Master... remembered nothing.

The words seemed to slip smoothly through the folds of her cerebral cortex. Although she could remember them, she seemed to have suddenly lost the ability to read.

The illusionist felt an unprecedented fear. Her hands and feet became limp and she couldn't even control her knuckles.

Why

Why did her unique, praised, and proud memory suddenly disappear?

There was a thick film between her and reality. She forced herself to calm down and frantically searched her blank mind.

The empty memory palace retained the rules she had just seen, and the illusionist breathed a sigh of relief. Although she had forgotten everything, her photographic memory was still there.

The Memory Master pierces that thick membrane.

On the wall opposite the operating table, four large, neat characters were written in red paint.

【Old Factory】

The paint was a bit mottled, and the color had faded from bright red to dark red. Between the words "日" and "工", there was a row of five sticky notes.

The Memory Master jumped off the operating table and read the first line of the first note.

[I am the second personality Morning Star to wake up. The sticky note is our only way of communication, but there are only 3 minutes from waking up to the lights going out. ]

The Memory Master stopped reading and silently calculated the remaining time.

From waking up, reading the rules, being frightened by amnesia to now standing in front of the sticky note wall, it took about 1 minute and 20 seconds in total.

The Memory Master made a decision immediately.

She forced herself to memorize the rest of the words. The words entered her brain like photos, but her brain was ordered to stop understanding the meaning of the words.

It took 40 seconds to memorize the text. The memory artist left the wall and quickly checked the entire operating room.

There was a pungent smell of disinfectant in the air. Although there was an operating table, it was actually a factory building. There were criss-crossing ventilation ducts above the head and hard, mottled concrete floors under the feet.

A half-person-high skirting board was painted green on the wall. Above the words "Old Factory" was hung a dusty red banner with white words "Keep safety in mind and avoid illegal operations."

There is a high-strength alloy door with a cold metallic luster embedded in the left wall, which is out of tune with the entire factory building.

The only equipment in the room was the operating table on which the Memory Master had just laid.

It was called an operating table, but it was made of metal and looked more like a dissection table. The illusionist moved closer to the metal table, hoping to see his appearance with the help of the reflection.

Unfortunately, no matter how she adjusted the angle, she couldn't see her own face, but instead saw many fingerprints.

She stretched out her ten fingers, found a piece of countertop without fingerprints in the corner, and pressed down gently.

Very good, there was not even a scratch on the metal operating table, and her fingerprints were perfectly preserved. Under the illumination of the shadowless lamp, they were as clear as those of high-resolution imaging equipment.

After comparison, the illusionist discovered that not all the fingerprints on the countertop were his own.

Is he a doctor or a factory worker who brought Ah Ku here?

There are three types of winnowing dustpans, two right winnowing dustpans and one left winnowing dustpan; one bucket-shaped, in a circular ring shape...

The illusionist hadn't finished his research yet when the shadowless lamp went out.

The three minutes were up, and a normal person would definitely try to push open the alloy door and leave the dark factory.

But even if the illusionist loses her memory, she cannot be considered a completely normal human being.

The illusionist had no intention of leaving the factory, nor was he afraid of the darkness.

She first carefully wiped the upper right corner of the metal table three times with her sleeve in the dark to ensure that there was no trace of fingerprints left on it.

Then she gently pressed her ten fingers in the corner, leaving her fingerprints.

Finally, she sat on the floor, leaning against the cold operating table, and pulled out the note in her mind, reading it word by word.

After reading it, the illusionist fell into deep thought.

She had a vague guess that needed to be verified: there were no multiple personalities of Aku at all, they were completely different people.

The illusionist decided to verify it with fingerprints.