These words aroused the resentment of many students, and condemnations were heard incessantly.
But Cheng Zhu felt that the tone was somewhat familiar.
It really sounds just like... what artificial intelligence would say.
If the virus that contaminates the smart city is also attached to electronic programs, then can the virus also be considered a form of artificial intelligence?
Cheng Zhu's future planet doesn't have much development in artificial intelligence; much of its technology is still focused on weapons needed for warfare. However, during his time in the smart city, Cheng Zhu has had a girl named Ya by his side every day. He hears her inhuman voice, which is very fluent but always has a sense of incongruity, as if it "lacks emotion."
In theory, as long as enough voice samples are collected from a person, it is possible to simulate that person's voice.
Principal Luo Weina should have many recorded public speeches. If the virus stole the audio from these recordings and imitated them, it wouldn't be surprising to see the impersonation broadcast just now.
No one went up to the runway for a long time, and other accidents happened in other places. It seems that everyone is waiting for someone else to take the lead.
If only someone could test the waters for me first.
Cheng Zhu observed the expressions of the others and guessed that the other indigenous people thought the same way. For a moment, the situation became somewhat deadlocked.
However, Cheng Zhu was never one to sit idly by and wait for death. She certainly didn't want to rush into every sport, but since the indigenous people weren't willing to be the first to go, she wouldn't be so heartless as to push someone else in.
It seems the timing is just right.
A green glint flashed in Cheng Zhu's eyes, and then time seemed to stand still around him.
Just as Cheng Zhu was pondering which classmate the higher-dimensional being would be disguised as to communicate with her this time, she suddenly noticed out of the corner of her eye that the scarecrow had moved its body and then uttered a hoarse voice: "Have you run into trouble again?"
"again".
Although I don't know which higher-dimensional being is before me, judging from the words used, it should be an acquaintance.
Cheng Zhu immediately explained his current situation: "I was pushed into this stadium, and it has been strangely invaded. I can't leave until I complete three sports events—I want to know, is this the rule here?"
Since Principal Luo Weina's audio was allegedly stolen by a virus, Cheng Zhu has begun to doubt the initial rules.
She did say that I could leave after completing three sports events, but... is that really true? What if I work my butt off and still can't leave? Wouldn't all that effort have been for nothing?
If the virus also possesses intelligence, but does not abide by the human-made rule that "artificial intelligence must protect humans," then why should Cheng Zhu trust that the virus will keep its promise?
In response to Cheng Zhu's question, the scarecrow seemed somewhat pleased: "That's how it is for now."
"at present?"
Cheng Zhu immediately grasped the problem with His wording, recalling the rules for the communal kitchen, the North Campus dormitory, and the Slot Library—all of which added new rules over time. Could it be…?
"It's exactly what you think."
The scarecrow seemed to be able to read Cheng Zhu's mind and directly confirmed her conjecture: "The strangeness of this world is still half-finished, so there will be opportunities for the natives to resist. In two hours, the complete rules of this area will be fully formed, and at that time, many obvious loopholes will be plugged."
Two hours...
This timing coincided perfectly with Cheng Zhu's innate time interval, effectively thwarting his plan to stall for time.
If we can't leave soon, the difficulty here will only increase. It seems I need to remind the people from Future Star... Cheng Zhu secretly noted this down and then asked another question that she was very concerned about: "Then which sports do you think I would be more likely to be safe and sound when I challenge myself?"
The scarecrow pondered for a moment and gave a seemingly plausible answer: "You should ask your own intuition and see what you fear."
“Furthermore,” Cheng Zhu felt there was a hint of malice in His smile, “death can also leave you unharmed.”
Indeed, Cheng Zhu could "die" and return to his dormitory.
But her intuition told her that indulging in "death" was not a good thing; the opportunity to make mistakes through "death" would only lead her into a deeper abyss from which she could not extricate herself.
Unless there is absolutely no other option, "death" is never a top priority.
Seeing the Chosen One's silent expression, the Scarecrow chuckled, though its voice sounded particularly sinister: "If your roommate had come in back then, she probably could have offered more help than I could. After all, don't you Dragon... Kyushu Kingdom have an old saying, 'A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative'?"
"Don't even mention it. I was tricked into coming here by other indigenous people. I never intended to come here in the first place."
Cheng Zhu waved her hand, looking somewhat helpless when the topic came up. She never imagined that a native with a complicated past would repeatedly push a chosen one to this point. If subsequent dungeons were all this difficult, it would be terrifying.
"Speaking of which, how long have you been working in the stadium?"
The scarecrow suddenly asked this question.
Cheng Zhu pulled up his personal schedule, lamenting the lack of privacy in future technology while also appreciating its convenience. He quickly found the time: "Yes..."
Before Chengzhu could speak, time began to flow again in the surrounding environment.
The time for talent has come.
Seeing that the people around him were still arguing about who should go up first, Cheng Zhu swallowed the words that were about to come out.
It was nearly midnight when Janice pushed her in. Fifteen minutes had passed since the rules were introduced, so Cheng Zhu needed to complete the three sports events within one hour and forty-five minutes. Otherwise, it would be more troublesome once the rules were finalized.
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