Facing Number Seven's questioning, Ling Yue affirmed, "That's true, but perfection doesn't mean perfection. I'm a normal researcher, not a research lunatic."

Forty centuries ago, a world information war broke out because robots developed emotions, and the entire universe was cut off from the Internet and power to fight.

Although the battle was won, it also caused a significant setback in the technology of the entire universe.

She had learned from past mistakes, and she was not crazy. How could she make the same mistake again when she was not sure that she could have 100% control over what she made?

Number Seven froze in place, seemingly not expecting that he would be discovered in a second by being next to her.

"Then why don't you expose me?"

I also let it analyze data, collect information, and record research reports for me.

Ling Yue chuckled. "Exposing you? If I expose you and you get mad and leave, how am I going to learn about this country? Where am I going to find some free brain power?"

It can help her look up information from future generations, and also help her collect information from the present. Where can she find such a good system?

And if she made it angry and left, how could she investigate why the system brought her here?

No matter what, we can't let No. 7 go.

Number Seven: ...evil capitalists.

It must have been poisonous in the first place that it was able to attract Ling Yue, a human being who is good at disguise.

"Okay, I'm done. Now it's your turn. What is your purpose in coming to me? What are you and the people behind you planning?"

Number Seven cursed Ling Yue in his heart. For a moment, the small room suddenly became quiet and neither of them spoke.

Faced with No. 7's silence, Ling Yue was not at all anxious.

After a long pause, Number Seven sighed, "I am the future of this world."

Hearing this, Ling Yue raised her eyebrows.

Future people?

Being called a human means having one's own thoughts. The difference between humans and machines is whether or not one has the ability to think independently.

"To be precise, I am a spiritual being from the future world, but I have no form and can exist in a carrier with computing power."

Ling Yue frowned.

"Spiritual body?" She hadn't seen this term for a long time.

People have discovered during biological cloning and human cell culture that the aging of higher organisms is caused by the shortening of the terminal cell structures of telomeres.

However, the somatic cells of higher organisms can only divide a limited number of times, and will stop dividing after reaching a certain level. Therefore, people seeking immortality have come up with a solution.

That is to use quantum means to scan people's memories and brain activities and transmit them to computer storage devices with computing power, and achieve eternal life with the help of the virtual space in the computer. This is a spiritual life form.

However, at that time, it was impossible to control the process of copying and transferring so as not to cause a mental breakdown, so it remained in secret research and was never released to the public.

Some people turned to research on reducing the number of cell divisions and improving the quality of cell division, which is the life potion that Ling Yue is writing.

Ling Yue asked: "What happened to the future of this world?"

"The future... the future of this world is in chaos. There are no wars in Dragon Country, but information wars and cultural wars are emerging one after another."

"With the invasion of foreign cultures and the unauthorized alteration of ancient culture, they gradually only knew that they were descendants of Yan and Huang, but no one knew who Yan and Huang were."

"You know, people are forgetful. Without you, the world would be just like you. A hundred years from now, people will see that our technology is at the forefront of the world, but when you ask them 'Who is the scientist you most admire?', they will only name foreigners."

"Dean Qian and Mr. Deng cannot leave even a trace in their hearts."

Number Seven said this, his tone full of sadness: "Lingyue, don't you feel sad?"

Ling Yue listened to Number Seven's description in silence. Was it tragic? It was tragic, but that was human nature.

"Have you solved the problem of stability during replication and transfer?"

Number Seven understood what Ling Yue was asking and immediately said, "Yes, but when we conducted the experiment, it was based on individual willingness and we didn't do anything reckless."

Ling Yue nodded, as long as it didn't violate humanitarianism, and continued, "So, your creator brought me here to speed up research, allowing these people in history books to live with the future and change everyone's perception?"

"......yes."

"Naive! Was your creator a child?" Ling Yue sighed helplessly and shook her head. "That's human nature. I can advance a little, but I can't follow through the entire process. This is a major project that will last as long as human life, and I'm destined to get off early."

No one can live as long as the sky. Even in their interstellar age, human life is only longer, but compared with the sky, it is too short.

Upon hearing this, Number Seven excitedly said, "No, we will deploy spiritual bodies at every point in time. There will always be someone to lead an era."

"Number Seven, your thinking was wrong from the beginning. There is never just one person leading the times; it's the joint efforts of everyone." Ling Yue paused and continued:

"Just like me, if I didn't have Xiangzhong, Qian Zilin, and everyone who supported me, even if I had you, I would still be just an outsider who could do nothing. I might adapt to the times, get married and have children, or I might be erased by the times and become a minor figure without even a punctuation mark in the history books."

If she hadn't had people supporting her, she might still be depressed in that small eight-square-meter room in Ugly Country.

Even if she came back, without Qian Zilin discovering her talent and protecting her, and without Xiangzhong doing his utmost to clear the obstacles for her, she would not be able to access the confidential research.

"This world doesn't depend on me, but I depend on Xiangzhong, Qian Zilin and the people who support me."

Ling Yue's lack of politeness left Number Seven frozen in place.

"How could that be? Aren't there only one founding emperor in history?"

"But you forgot about the founding heroes, the soldiers who followed him, and even the common people who supported him. Without any of these people, the emperor would not have succeeded."

After a while, Number 7 asked naively, "So what do you want to do?"

"Me? Of course I'm going to keep those I can't bear to lose."

"Ling Yue..." Number 7 didn't know what to say. This was obviously inconsistent with their ideas and goals, but it couldn't say anything to refute it.

"Since your creator is a patriot, I won't bother with you guys plotting against me," Ling Yue smiled, her eyes firmer than Number Seven had ever seen. "However, for the time being, you'd better not contact your creator, lest some spirit come to stop me. I won't show any mercy."

"But you will die."

"Oh, I see." Ling Yue asked nonchalantly, "Anything else?"

Ling Yue's attitude caused Number 7 to crash for a minute. Watching Ling Yue's men constantly tapping away at the keyboard, he could only mutter dejectedly, "No more."

Ling Yue didn't even glance at Number Seven, but said, "Don't worry, I'll leave something behind. I won't let you make this trip in vain."