Faced with Dickinson's problem, Roger did not say anything. As of now, he did not realize any hidden dangers in him.

But according to Dickinson's meaning, souls like them will definitely have conflicts with the body they use. When the conflict intensifies to a certain extent, they can only give up this body.

"Have the original consciousness of the body awakened?"

Dickinson asked.

“I haven’t reached this stage yet.”

Roger gave an ambiguous answer.

"I have investigated your information. You appeared here at the beginning. According to that time node, it should be only a few months, right?"

Roger did not answer, and Dickinson regarded it as his default.

"In a few months, even if there is a conflict, it should be very mild, but next, you will face new troubles."

Dickinson reached out and scratched his neck a few times. Roger noticed that the place where his nails were scratched, a little bit of metal-like luster was revealed.

"What the hell is this guy?"

"Anyway, it's definitely not human."

And what he mentioned represents many other souls in another world who are similar to him and keep in touch.

This is really a terrifying question. These people wiped out the soul mark of the original owner of their bodies, and the chicken occupied Nestle and continued to live with the other person's identity.

If he doesn't take the initiative to talk, it will be difficult for the people around him to discover it.

"In the beginning, in order to occupy this body, I tried not to cause too much damage to my body. I could only eat away the soul of the original owner of my body little by little."

"That lasted for a long time, to be honest, wasn't a pleasant experience."

Dickinson continued.

"The soul is wiped out, and the body is equivalent to being dead, but we reoccupied the body and dominated its movement."

"The body is between life and death, and new problems will arise over time. The living body will spontaneously give birth to new consciousnesses. These consciousnesses are very immature and do not have much ability to think."

"But because they are self-generated by this body, from a congenital perspective, they have a stronger affinity with this body."

“To avoid disturbing our control, we can only erase it again.”

"It's okay if you go once or twice. Over time, and over time, your body will cause irreparable damage, and the world's rejection of us..."

Dickinson sighed.

"At that time, the body will be malfunctioning, and we can only be forced to change into a new body."

"This is my third body."

Dickinson smiled at Roger.

"For this reason, I have a lot of research on the history around Bordeaux."

Although it is not clear how often Dickinson changed his body, it is obvious that he should have lived in the Bordeaux area for a while.

"Is there no solution to this abnormal conflict between the soul and the body?"

Roger asked.

“As far as I know, no.”

Dickinson shook his head, "This kind of conflict is ultimately a conflict of world rules. The methods we currently master can only alleviate, but cannot be completely eradicated."

“You mean relief…”

Although there are no problems with his physical condition now, Roger has to be vigilant and wait until the conflict is inevitable...

He didn't want to change his body at that time.

This means that he will abandon everything he has accumulated before, with strength being second, and more importantly, the friends and other relationships he has made.

"At present, there are only two ways."

Dickinson stretched out two fingers.

"The first method is to quickly improve the strength of the body. The birth of a new consciousness requires a relatively stable environment, when your strength no longer improves and your body no longer changes."

“It’s often easier to speed up this process.”

Dickinson glanced at Roger, "You have just entered the extraordinary, and your strength has been increasing rapidly during this period. Relatively speaking, the possibility of conflict is relatively low."

"But the speed of improving strength at the later stage will be slower, and problems will easily occur at that time."

Roger nodded and remembered it.

This information is not very similar to Dickinson's own summary, but should be the result of a group's joint test.

"What about another way?" Roger asked again.

This method seems simple, but no one can guarantee that their strength will continue to improve rapidly. When they enter a bottleneck, the body will also undergo corresponding changes.

"The other method is much simpler than this."

Dickinson's nails slashed across the table, "The Curse Land."

"Being in a curse land can suppress this situation to the greatest extent. Medium-sized curse lands have complete operating rules."

"Where are our bodies and our souls, they are like foreign objects, and this conflicting environment will actually minimize the confrontation between us and our bodies."

Dickinson pointed at himself, "I used to stay in Crescent City below Bordeaux for a long time until I had to leave."

"Have to leave?"

Roger asked in confusion.

"Although staying there will weaken the conflict between the soul and the body, over time, one day that place will no longer work for us."

"And this is also the biggest drawback of the second solution."

"What if I change to a new curse land?" A thought popped up in Roger's mind.

Dickinson smiled.

"Do you think there are many cursed places that meet the requirements?"

"Let's take a step back, even if you really find such a place, you may not have the chance to stay there for a long time."

"After all, the curse land that meets the requirements is the most precious secret for every force. Without accumulation and identity, you can't enter there at all, let alone stay there for a long time."

Roger thought about it and found that what Dickinson said really made sense, "A curse land that meets the requirements?" He was a little confused.

"We can't explain the specific rules clearly. After all, the rules of each world have their own characteristics. If there is an abnormality in your body, you will be able to detect it as soon as you enter there."

Roger frowned and thought.

He thought of the Mist Cabin. If there was a real conflict, he wouldn't know where...

If all this is true, even if there is no abnormality in the body now, he needs to prepare for the future.

Drinking all the slightly cold coffee in the cup, Roger looked at Dickinson sitting opposite him.

"After saying so much, I have one thing that I can't figure out."

He stared into Dickinson's eyes, "Tell me so many things, what's your purpose?"

"Purpose."

Dickinson nodded.

"I do have my own purpose, but again, what I do is good for you."

"I need your help."

He reached out and scratched his neck.

"I think you should see that the body I am using is almost out of reach. I need to change to a new one."
Chapter completed!