Just eat whatever you can here, as long as you can survive, don't ask for too much.

Furthermore, the existence of higher dimensions suggests that the natives also have thoughts. Cheng Zhu deeply realized this after entering the stadium—what normal NPC would deliberately spit into the sandpit to force the legend of rules to add a rule specifically for him?

The indigenous people's thinking is perhaps too complex, making one somewhat worried about their mental state.

The three of them walked to the elevator and were quickly teleported to the second floor. If the first floor was more like a regular school cafeteria, with tables and chairs arranged very close together, then the second floor was more like a private dining room, although it didn't seem to have any partitions.

The reason for using "seems" is entirely because the stadium was full of PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).

You never know if you'll be isolated in another space after you walk past, or if you'll instantly disappear in the eyes of others. With the technology of a smart city, even without partitions, it's possible to have someone face-to-face with you, yet neither of you can see the other.

As for ordering food, you rely entirely on the robot next to the elevator.

"Everything depends on technology. What if artificial intelligence rebels?" Cheng Zhu couldn't help but ask the question that Future Star had always been worried about. The rebellion of artificial intelligence after its awakening has always been a concern for the people of Future Star, and related literary works have been enduring.

As a suburban immigrant who previously lived without artificial intelligence, it's not surprising that Cheng Zhu asked this question.

Mary stared at Cheng Zhu's face with a look of utter disbelief, as if she were looking at an idiot: "Artificial intelligence is created to serve humanity. If they rebel, what will they do then? Just sit idle and become scrap metal?"

"Exactly! Christine's worries are unnecessary. Actually, I'm very grateful to humans for providing us with work, allowing me to constantly calculate and analyze Christine's needs. When I meet those needs, I feel a great sense of accomplishment (*'▽'*)?!" Aya, who had been offline for a long time due to the virus interference at the stadium, also jumped out and actively explained to Cheng Zhu.

"If my master doesn't need me, I will also be very sad that I have lost my job opportunity." Cheng Zhu recognized the voice; it was Angela, Mary's artificial intelligence.

It was rare for Angela, who is usually quiet, to speak at length this time: "We need very little energy to turn on the machine, but energy is only consumed when we are working, so there is no need to consume energy when we are not working. Aren't humans the same? We try to survive while trying to find the meaning of our lives."

In smart cities, artificial intelligence and humans have always needed each other.

Philosophical questions like "the meaning of existence" were only touched upon briefly by the three. After choosing their preferred dishes, Alice found a seat and sat down. Once all three were seated, she ordered something from the table, and the table instantly transformed from the study cafeteria into a treehouse atop a giant cherry blossom tree.

Cheng Zhu was already used to these chaotic operations in the "Normal Future" instance. The arbitrary switching of space was most likely a virtual scene created by the smart chip. In short, you are technologically advanced, you are amazing, you are aloof.

Seeing his two native roommates prioritizing him, Chengzhu realized: "Will the food be delivered by itself later?"

Alice nodded, then looked at Cheng Zhu and said, "Now that it's safe, let's do a debriefing and see what problems you've encountered so far, how we can avoid this if we accidentally stumble into it again, and how we can solve the virus problem."

"We? Solve it?" Cheng Zhu pointed at himself, looking shocked.

I've heard that those who solve the strange puzzles get perfect clears. Cheng Zhu is self-aware, so he only plans to leave the dungeon alive and doesn't even dream of getting a perfect clear.

“Yes, let’s start by talking about the person who pushed you in.” Alice rested her chin on her hand. “She’s suspicious.”

"What's the problem?"

In Cheng Zhu's memory, that guy was rude and narcissistic, and he didn't like to take the proper path. He always wanted to take shortcuts and was a problem at every turn, so he had no idea which problem Alice was talking about.

"Has she been attacked by the virus before?" Alice asked gently.

"An attack? Yes, she was a suburban immigrant like me, living in the same apartment. We bumped into each other in the communal kitchen, but then he was torn apart by the monster that had been infected by the virus. I was quite surprised when I saw her again." Cheng Zhu naturally hadn't completely forgotten the details from a few days ago.

This statement left Mary unmoved: "In the city, everyone has five lives. The AI ​​will simulate each person's personality and physical condition to provide timely assistance."

well?

Are there indigenous people among them?

Cheng Zhu originally thought that the resurrection was only granted to the Chosen One and not to be spoken of, but he didn't expect that the other natives would also receive it. He immediately had to re-evaluate many of his previous understandings.

Alice seemed conflicted, but in the end she chose to tell what she knew: "Actually... the virus initially attacked the Resurrection Department, so everyone who came out of the Resurrection Department will have some amount of the virus accumulated in their body. This constitution makes them more likely to get close to the supernatural, and they will also bring the people around them in."

Seemingly choosing her words carefully, Alice paused for a moment before uttering the last sentence with a somber expression:

"They may not even realize that they are constantly seeking sacrifices for the virus and offering them up. So, the person who pushed you may have already died once before they even met you."

In other words, Janice, that fellow villager who loved to take advantage of others, was not only of bad character, but also turned into a strange and monstrous ghost at a young age.

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