Putting the fruit into his mouth, Celt's head immediately snapped back into place like it was on a spring.
Without chewing or swallowing, the paper fruit instantly melted, transforming into fundamental information that integrated into Celt's body, modifying his form.
It became an invisible torrent, flowing along Celt's oral cavity and esophagus like countless tiny streams carrying mysterious symbols, instantly surging into every corner of his body, every inch of flesh and blood, every cell.
Celt had seized the fruit of victory from the Law, he wanted to be the snack president.
Of course, the fusion of Law Marks and Law Rhymes wouldn't be as simple as just eating them.
The act of "eating" merely satisfied some performative desire of Samuel and Celt. To be honest, Samuel and Celt actually didn't need to do anything, just wait.
As the paper fruit was consumed, Celt activated that "imitation" talent, actively seeking "Pollution" from the Law Marks and Law Rhymes inscribed within the paper.
There were no celestial anomalies, no messy special effects, nor any strange resonances.
Everything happened so calmly, Celt didn't even feel much itching or pain.
He just felt that in the unseen depths, something seemed to be reconstructed.
His mind went blank for a moment, Celt felt for an instant that he wasn't himself anymore, but was immediately adjusted back.
Simultaneously receiving two Law Rhymes and four Law Marks, the reason Celt's own consciousness wasn't instantly swallowed was merely because Samuel overwrote it again after Celt's personality had been covered.
Soon, this body created by Illusion Magic seemed to possess a more complete "foundation," making him more whole and solidified in this world.
He opened his mouth as if wanting to say something, but then, further anomalies occurred.
Celt's eyes were instantly dyed translucent white, with tiny starlight twinkling within. Fine cracks began to split from the corners of his eyes, and white crystals formed, spreading from the corners of his eyes across his entire face along with those cracks.
Not just his face, even his body underwent changes.
Cracks extended from his body, gradually fragmenting, accompanied by white crystalline debris.
The Law Rhyme "Morning Star" was fused from prerequisite Law Marks, but now Samuel had only copied "Morning Star" for Celt, without copying the prerequisite requirements.
This seemed to cause a bug in Celt.
"You know what, I think I'm about to become the second clone you've played to death," Celt opened his mouth and spat out a complaint. "Don't you feel any guilt? I'm probably going to martyr myself."
"Probably not, right? Maybe you should endure a bit longer?" Samuel stroked his chin, watching Celt's body begin to disintegrate.
Samuel felt that the portion of consciousness he had separated out was beginning to develop slight personality differences from his main consciousness.
But this was still him, still a part of him, an extension of his will.
This was like a person's left hand and right hand—you can't say their essence isn't the same person just because the left hand wears a ring and the right doesn't.
Although it remained completely connected to his consciousness and thoughts, personality-wise it was starting to become a bit different.
As the Travel Guide said, obtaining Law Marks was related to a person's personality and thinking, and the obtained Law Marks would in turn affect the Law Seeker's essence.
As for Law Rhymes, their influence was even greater.
Although these influences couldn't completely affect Samuel's main consciousness, the body does affect the mind. After fusing with this Law Rhyme, the physical instincts and muscle memory of this clone named "Celt" underwent subtle changes.
Even the overwritten personality remained slightly different from the original.
This didn't mean he developed completely independent consciousness, but rather that the portion of Samuel's consciousness existing within Celt's body underwent personality changes under the body's influence.
Samuel felt his consciousness split in two, interconnected yet independent.
He was like an actor deeply immersed in a role, completely merging with the character, feeling joy with the character's joy, sorrow with the character's sorrow. The only difference was that he was now playing two roles simultaneously.
This time, Samuel didn't choose complete overwriting.
It didn't matter, because he was Samuel, and also Celt.
What's interesting about completely identical thinking? Samuel didn't mind turning himself into a schizophrenic madman anyway.
If possible, he'd like to beat his own soul right now, see if he could hammer it into small pieces, and put them into different bodies simultaneously.
In fact, he had already tried, but unfortunately failed.
His consciousness gradually elevated, being both director and actor, simultaneously controlling two bodies, feeling the joys and sorrows inherent to the physical forms themselves.
He suddenly understood.
This was one of the abilities of the Law Rhyme "Person in the Play."
It allowed him to play anyone without losing his original self.
He was the director, the actor, the audience, the spectator outside the play, the person in the play.
He was Wu Lang, Samuel, Celt...
And finally, he was himself.
Two perspectives, two scenes seen, sounds heard, sensations felt—all overlapped simultaneously.
His thoughts and memories were shared, but the two bodies would show different perspectives on the same matter.
The two consciousnesses were both detached and unified. He could hardly describe this feeling, only feeling that his schizophrenia might be deepening again.
He was going crazy, but he felt quite satisfied with it.
Time passed bit by bit, and Celt seemed to regain control of his body.
He controlled the fragmented body to slowly recover, heal, and controlled the crystallized parts to return to normal.
"This 'Morning Star' Law Rhyme was actually synthesized from 【Elysium】 plus 【Pure】. That 'Stargazer' Law Rhyme belongs to the Pure Law," Celt said, sensing the power within his body.
He raised both hands, examining his palms and the backs of his hands.
Now, Celt's existence was quite special. He and Samuel were in a state of being both the same and different. They were the same person, but split into two under the influence of external Law Marks and Law Rhymes, then reconnected into one person under the effect of the Law Rhyme "Person in the Play."
They simultaneously existed in a superposition state of "being one person" and "not being one person." This feeling was completely indescribable.
"I feel like your consciousness is the database, and I'm an AI interface extended from that database, after adjustments," Celt savored this feeling and tentatively said.
Now he really needed to speak his thoughts aloud, not merely role-play.
Because now if Samuel wanted to know his thoughts, he needed to actively look, not just know whenever Celt had the thought.
And vice versa.
"That's great," Samuel shrugged.
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