Chapter 115
Zhou Yuli frowned and looked at Sudi, who was doing the same thing.
Zhou Yuli didn't say anything, but just asked: "What are you doing?"
Repetitive operations don't require much thinking, so Pei Zhao directly switched to one-handed operation and answered: "Didn't Baidu say that artificial intelligence can't understand human behavior? So we decided to do some actions that only humans would do to test his reaction."
When a normal person is bombarded with aimless messages, he or she will either ask a few questions first, or simply block the message if no reply is received.
But until Pei Zhao's fingertips felt numb, the other party kept replying "?".
Behind every message that goes viral, there is always a reply.
The content is different, but the same thing always follows.
After two minutes, Pei Zhao put down his phone, gave up and massaged his fingers: "It's confirmed, don't send it, I'm tired."
As he said this, he lay back. Zhou Yuli didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he took his hand and massaged it gently.
Sudi sneered and threw his phone onto the coffee table. "So the person I've worked with for several years is actually an artificial intelligence? This is hilarious."
He crossed his arms, looking upset.
Pei Zhao turned his head to look at him, "You are the only one who is so thick-skinned that you think an ordinary hacker can lock onto a cosmic IP."
Sudi was even more upset after hearing his sarcastic remark. He stood up and went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. He put one hand on his waist and walked over while drinking the water: "I thought he was a master, right? Who knows? Alas."
After taking a sip of water, Sudi asked again, "You said that he and the system are both artificial intelligence, why would they help us? I remember that we often went against the system, right?"
"Yeah." Pei Zhao nodded, "I don't understand either."
"Could it be that they are not in the same group?" Sudi guessed, "The two families are working against each other or something like that."
"It's so complicated." Pei Zhao's face almost fell, "So we are a gun in their hands, and they are using us to fight against us?"
Su Di was laughing like crazy at Pei Zhao's description. He held on to the wall, bent down to take something out of one of the paper bags he had brought, and raised his hand to throw it to Pei Zhao.
"I'll give this to you so that we can communicate more easily when the time comes."
Pei Zhao took it and saw that it was a large set of communicators.
"How does this work? It must be some kind of networking device. I finally brought it here but it can't be used." Pei Zhao flipped through the instructions but couldn't find anything.
"No explanation. The rewards I exchanged with the system before were probably also their channels. However, I used it once and found that the system couldn't hear me."
"This is such a strange world." Pei Zhao shook his head and sighed again, "Now it seems that it is a struggle between the system, Yu, and the high-level gods. And we are in the middle of it. I don't know which side is using us as a gun."
The scary thing is that as outsiders, they have no access to the core area at all. Even if they try their best, all they can do is try to survive in the world copy set by the system. But to put it bluntly, they can't influence the battle situation at all.
"What's even scarier is that we don't know the structure of the three parties, and we don't know if something even scarier will happen if we overthrow one of them."
The two were silent for a moment, and then Zhou Yuli suddenly spoke tentatively.
"As one gains, the other loses. Why don't we use their own tactics to control one of them first? In short, someone has to stand in the Colosseum."
Pei Zhao thought about it and was immediately happy: "That's right. As long as the three parties are stabilized, there will always be someone trapped in the Colosseum."
With more terrifying expectations, the second best option becomes the best solution.
"Let's wait for Bai Zhou and Lan Ji to come back and hold a discussion." Pei Zhao sat on the sofa, his eyes calm, as if he had made a final decision, and said softly, "Let's see which unlucky guy we choose to replace."
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In the New Year, lights are lit in every home, bringing warm spring breeze.
But in a small two-story apartment opposite Huada University, six young men were sitting around a coffee table, discussing a grand plan on how to "destroy the world."
There was a large piece of paper on the table, with a few big words written on the left, right, and top.
system. Yu. A high-level god.
Pei Zhao first circled the bottom four words and shook his head: "We won't consider this. It's too presumptuous."
No one had any objection. The higher-level gods were not within their consideration. Even if they suddenly wanted to destroy a few worlds, they would not be able to change anything even if they tried their best.
"That's System and Yu." Pei Zhao's gaze returned to the two names above and said, "The current situation is that they are applications created by a certain being in the universe for a certain purpose."
“It’s similar to a plug-in for mobile phone software,” Zhou Yuli added.
"Well, but now, the System Center plug-in suddenly wants to be on par with other software," Pei Zhao said, "It can be understood in this way. In short, they don't want to be a tool, but want to exist in some way."
Below the word "system", Pei Zhao wrote the three words "puppet master".
"And the puppeteer is the data of each world they captured, which was transformed and pieced together into a new software." Pei Zhao's mouth was dry as he spoke. He took a sip of the water beside him and continued, "This was not a problem, but now, this software wants to clear all other apps in the phone and make itself the manager of the phone."
"Ridiculous." Bai Zhou commented, "They are all from other worlds, how can you still think of eliminating them?"
"Is that why there is a puppeteer assessment competition?" Lan Ji said, "Is it because they hope to select their original subjects?"
"Hmm." Sudi raised an eyebrow, "Do you remember the red corridor in the system center?"
The group had a chance to climb up by accident before, but they never found the stairs again.
"At the end of the assessment, one night, I felt so much pain that I wanted to go out for a walk. But I saw something I shouldn't have seen." Sudi frowned, as if recalling something. "The people living up there are in a more advanced system."
Sudi recalled the scene at that time. Those system members had no mechanical joints on their bodies and looked exactly like ordinary humans, but everyone was standing at the door, as if waiting for something.
When he accidentally rushed into the corridor, the sound he made attracted everyone in the corridor to stare at him.
It almost became his nightmare for a long time.
"So, this is the scariest part." Sudi said, "If the scene wasn't so weird, I firmly believe that normal humans can't do it. I would definitely not continue to peek under such circumstances." Sudi covered his forehead with his hands, and his eyes were filled with fear. "I found a staircase leading up. The upper floor is white and empty. There is nothing there."
There was a tall and majestic roof with a huge blood pool dug deep in the center. Sudi felt nauseous and wanted to vomit after just one look at it.
"I was standing there in shock, but I heard footsteps."
One sound, two sounds.
He saw a system with joints, holding a basket of things, and sticking them one by one on the heads of those waiting at the door.
"Humans probably don't flash their horns." Sudi's eyes were bitter, "but other than that, they are too much like humans."
Sudi shook his head. His appearance, behavior, and expression were no different from those of humans.
"So, those people are new citizens cultivated by the system center?" Pei Zhao asked.
"We don't rule out this possibility." The emotions in Sudi's eyes gradually subsided and became normal.
The atmosphere seemed to be stagnant at this moment, and for a long time, no one made a sound.
"By the way, I've always had a question," Lan Ji suddenly raised his hand.
Under everyone's curious eyes, Lan Ji slowly said: "...Even if their plan is successful, isn't the system center also a fictional world? Where are they going to live?"
…
"City of Hall?" A common name suddenly popped up in everyone's mind.
"If their target is Hall City, then it makes sense that Miu Yi's brother, an ordinary person, could destroy Hall City!" Pei Zhao slammed the table.
Miu Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this. "You mean, it wasn't my brother who did it, but the system?"
"We can't rule out this possibility, although we have no way to verify it now." Bai Zhou's expression became serious. Lan Ji noticed his expression and took the initiative to hold his hand.
"Don't be afraid." Lan Ji comforted.
Bai Zhou calmed down a little and nodded to Lan Ji. Turning back, he continued, "If that's the case, then if I have to choose a replacement, I'd prefer the system."
It's not only to protect the existing civilization, but also to avenge the destruction of Hall City.
Pei Zhao naturally understood Bai Zhou's anger. As they made eye contact, Pei Zhao nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, because that's what I meant too."
Sudi took a half step back and leaned on the table, his expression indifferent: "So you have considered it now?"
"Yeah." Pei Zhao did not hide his thoughts. "After all, we don't know much about Yu. It's difficult for us to overthrow a person who lives entirely on the Internet."
Sudi nodded, agreeing with Pei Zhao's opinion.
Bai Zhou and Lan Ji also nodded, and Miu Yi blinked, "Yeah, yeah!"
Zhou Yuli was the only one present who was still frowning, staring at the blank space where Pei Zhao had written the words, and asked, "My only question is, if the system center is overthrown, will it affect the puppeteers?"
Zhou Yuli's question was like a bomb, blowing up all the assumptions.
In the silence, there was a loud explosion outside the window, followed by several more.
On the other side of the river, fireworks rose into the sky, shining down on them.
Before I knew it, it had gotten dark. They discussed here under the dim light of a few light bulbs hung up during the day.
When Pei Zhao raised his eyes, they were illuminated again and again by the fireworks outside the window.
In the interval between the explosions, Pei Zhao's voice was as light as a sigh, but it was accurately transmitted to everyone's ears.
"... Before that, let's get Hall City running again."
“Perhaps, without the system, both the puppeteer and the puppet will cease to exist.”
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