“Even if we were to be that cautious, it would be difficult for Hope City to survive, let alone face a crisis like the one we have now.

"There is an endless tide of beasts surrounding Hope City. The 'Black Tide' in the south, well, that's the name I gave it, is also spreading to the surrounding areas. If I don't fight, humans will have no way out."

Lin Qingliu finished speaking, but "Wanjuan" did not respond, as if it was thinking with its own computing power.

"'Wanjuan', do you have any treasured items?"

Lin Qingliu suddenly asked.

"have."

“Where would you put that stuff?”

The AI paused and responded:

“…the hard drive cabinet in the archives room that has been accessed the least.”

"Where are all the treasured items?"

"Yes."

"That's right."

Lin Qingliu chuckled and continued to explain:

“Humans will put precious things together. As an artificial intelligence, you will gradually be influenced by humans in the process of contact with humans.”

"You are right."

"Then, how different would the way mycelium think from humans be if it uses the human brain as its core and learns based on human memory?"

Without waiting for Wanjuan to answer, Lin Qingliu continued:

“The beast’s head said that it was ‘Mother’s’ eldest son, a treasure born from the integration of the purest biomass, and that ‘Mother’ loved it more than any other blood relative.

“The firstborn is a treasure, biomass is a treasure, isn’t the human brain matrix a treasure too?

"Tell me, what is the probability that Cloto's human brain matrix is underground where the alien beast was born?"