A woman clutched her head and struggled on the bed, asking, "Where am I?"
Soon a doctor in a white coat came in and gave the woman an injection: "Your brain is on the verge of collapse. I recommend you rest."
The woman quickly quieted down, her eyes vacant, and she kept muttering to herself.
The doctor shook his head as if speaking to someone: "There have been several recently, and the data processing center must make a decision as soon as possible."
The administrator (system) Xiao A, who had just returned to the data transfer station, looked at the figure walking in the distance with starry eyes. This was their boss: "Boss, you're here."
Mu Wenxi walked to the data station, looking at the expressionless workers and the countless screens in front of him: "How's the data extraction going, processors?"
The chief engineer beside Mu Wenxi reported: "One of the processors is on the verge of a brain breakdown."
Mu Wenxi: "Then let her rest."
The chief engineer said, "Recently, many of the processors have been experiencing problems. The processors are under too much data load and are prone to crashing. If they take leave again, I'm afraid there won't be anyone to fill in."
Mu Wenxi: "Can't it be cleared?"
The chief engineer hesitated to speak: "Some processors are unwilling to clear the data." The data processing center also couldn't force the data to be cleared.
Mu Wenxi's expression was somewhat cold. She couldn't quite understand why, with the improved compensation at the data processing center, more and more people were willing to become data processors, even though everyone who volunteered had signed an agreement beforehand.
The data processing center administrators will match them with appropriate tasks when needed. Their task is to go to the world of data collapse to process the data and bring back data samples, and then extract and clear the data.
Since most task operators are human, unlike machine administrators, their memories cannot be forcibly erased, otherwise it would cause brain damage.
However, many processors are unwilling to clear the data after completing their tasks, and the human brain will become confused and break down when it stores a certain amount of data.
Why is the data unwilling to be cleared? Mu Wenxi had this question before. Back then, she was a newly born artificial intelligence. Her parents were the previous bosses of the processing center. She was her parents' darling and a product personally developed by them.
Her genes are a fusion of the best human genes, but in essence she is still a robot, a string of data, or rather, data with human memories that can mimic human behavior.
Year after year, with her parents' help, she learned human ways of life and imitated humans. She witnessed too many mission members' breakdowns, joys and sorrows.
But when the day her parents passed away actually came, she truly understood the meaning of a string of numbers. Their flesh and blood were warm, while her bones were cold.
Her parents died naturally in each other's arms. She saw the people around her crying, but she couldn't make any expression. Every morning when she woke up, she felt a little uncomfortable, and the expressions of her parents would appear in her memory.
"Xiao Xi, this is loneliness."
Little A secretly watched from the side, and when he saw the big shot who didn't say a word, Little A shuddered.
Although it's called Little A, it wasn't one of the earliest data administrators. When it was first created, Mu Wenxi was already the boss of the processing center.
This boss is cold and often expressionless, but she is very kind to her employees. It has secretly inquired about the boss's identity, but none of the administrators who joined at the same time know. Little A thinks she must have lived for a very, very long time.
Mu Wenxi glanced at Xiao A in the corner: "Tell the R&D center to speed up the development of the secret product. I'll go to the world recently, you can be my administrator."
The chief engineer and the administrator both looked surprised, especially Xiao A, who seemed to have been hit by a pie falling from the sky.
The chief engineer, who was also quite old, nodded in surprise.
Little A, with her conspicuous bag, replied: "Boss, I will do my best. Which category would you like to choose? There are tasks like reclaiming the female lead's luck, fulfilling the female supporting character's wishes, reclaiming the male lead's luck, saving the male supporting character, and comprehensive tasks..."
Mu Wenxi opened the task panel and glanced at it: "Then this one, 'Fulfill the host's wish and let the second male lead live a happy life.'"
Little A: "I'll match you with a mission world right away."
Mu Wenxi nodded, then thought for a moment and said, "I've never done this before, so let's start with the simplest one."
Little A nodded and then secretly wondered: What is the simplest thing?
Seeing the tasks on the processing panel, Xiao A selected a world and thought: Hehe, the one that looks most like the big boss should be the simplest.
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