[Verification completed, current authority level: 5]
Lin Qingliu stared at the words on the screen in front of him. This was somewhat unexpected, yet seemed reasonable.
The questions about upgrading permissions are very simple, so simple that anyone who has received compulsory education in the old era can answer about half of them.
The most difficult hurdle to overcome in this permission upgrade test is actually the initial language and character selection. The subsequent questions seem to be just for screening out those with intellectual disabilities.
His performance in passing the verification seemed to be within Wanjuan's expectations. Not knowing whether it was his illusion, Lin Qingliu suddenly saw a smile at the corner of the other party's mouth.
The text on the screen changed again, and the permission level has been confirmed to be the highest. As a newly registered user, filling in the code, or user name, is also a must.
Looking at the input box with the jumping cursor, Lin Qingliu's lips curled up into a smile.
"I've heard some rumors about those councillors above. I heard that they like to sit around a round table to hold meetings to solve the problems encountered by Hope City."
Wanjuan nodded in agreement.
“I really like this format and I hope they will like me too.”
Lin Qingliu tapped his fingers lightly and typed a name that fit the current theme of the parliament:
【Arthur】
After confirming that everything was correct, Lin Qingliu clicked the confirmation button. After a brief data write, a small box popped open from the side of the operation panel below the screen, and a brand new ring terminal lay quietly inside.
Lin Qingliu picked up the ring that truly belonged to him and observed it carefully while facing the light source in the machine room.
The material of this ring is indeed unusual. The gray-black matte texture makes people feel very comfortable. When observing the reflection against the light source, you can see faint etching marks on the surface.
Not to mention its technological content, from the perspective of handicraft alone it is no ordinary creation.
"Please perform initial verification."
Wanjuan reminded from the side.
Lin Qingliu imitated Bordeaux and put the ring on the thumb of his right hand.
A slight tingling sensation was felt, as if the terminal was performing a matching verification.
A turquoise light flashed, not only from the patterns on the ring, but also from the eyes of Wanjuan in front of him.
"Identity verification passed, authority level: 5 (highest), all databases of the spacecraft [Taraxacum-03] are currently open."
Wanjuan's tone changed slightly, seeming less cold.
Lin Qingliu acted like a familiar person. He pulled a chair from behind him and sat opposite Wanjuan.
There was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes, and he was actually using his natural science ability to observe the artificial intelligence in front of him from all angles.
“Tell me about yourself.”
Lin Qingliu spoke in the tone of a workplace boss, and Wan Juan nodded seriously without any previous rejection. In her eyes, the level of authority was the criterion for everything.
"[Taraxacum-03-07], the Human Alliance immigration ship database management artificial intelligence.
“Scope of responsibilities: input, manage, and review all data on the spacecraft [Taraxacum-03].
"Current operating time: hours, last maintenance time: hours.
"Current health of the machine: 67%."
Lin Qingliu listened to the other party's emotionless introduction and silently confirmed his previous guess in his heart.
Sure enough, this is Wan Juan’s true form, which is different from the other members of the first team.
However, the opponent's degree of simulation is really high. Judging from his appearance and age, Wan Juan is probably in his thirties. Some details on his skin are exactly the same as those of normal humans. If it were not for his own special features, ordinary humans would have no way of telling the difference.
As the artificial intelligence and the body that carries the spire, or should we call it the spaceship [Taraxacum-03], is it really necessary to go to this extent?
Looking at the machine in front of him that had been running for more than 300 years and had not been maintained for more than 50 years, Lin Qingliu thought of the other party's identity in Hope City, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind:
camouflage.
Yes, this is the core of the problem.
Everything that Wanjuan displayed, including his skin that was extremely similar to that of a human in his thirties, his similarly indifferent human personality, and his normal communication with other people, was all a disguise.
She's pretending to be human!
What is she, or is it, avoiding or fearing?
Lin Qingliu became more and more interested.
However, asking the other party like this for no reason was inevitably a bit too broad. Thinking that he first discovered the existence of the bug from the official history of Hope City, Lin Qingliu planned to check the real historical data first.
"Access the database."
Lin Qingliu imitated Councilman Bordeaux's previous performance, waving his arms and issuing orders.
Soon, the host screen on the front side responded, without him even having to do anything.
His fingers gently rubbed the ring of his thumb, and occasionally made simple gestures. The cursor on the screen began to move rapidly, and a large number of files passed in front of Lin Qingliu like a flowing river.
He had quietly activated his fleeting ability, allowing himself to master the infamous quantum wave speed reading from his previous life in a short period of time.
Soon, he found what he wanted in the database. The name of the folder was very straightforward - [Navigation Log].
After clicking it, the "vast" number of files once again polluted Lin Qingliu's brain.
He had no interest in checking these things one by one.
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