"Okay... so you're basically removing artificial intelligence from your system, right?"
Ryan scratched her hair, then started tossing the wrench around again. She turned to look at the computer screen, thought for a moment, and then suddenly placed her fingers on the keyboard.
Clap clap clap!
Like a performance of emotion, Fagar seemed to hear a swarm of wild bees flying around, and Ryan quickly deleted all the [murderer's underlying code].
"Oh, right."
Ryan suddenly remembered something, tilted her head and asked:
"Hey, do you want me to rewrite the most basic artificial intelligence for you? The biggest feature of the Beast II is that it can forcibly merge with metal and etheric creations. If you don't have artificial intelligence to assist in operation, you'll have to operate it manually from now on."
Fagga paused for a moment, then did not answer.
But there's no need to answer anymore.
Because very soon, Ryan's fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, suddenly stopped, and she couldn't help but curse out loud:
"Damn it, were you lying in ambush here?"
"What's wrong?" Fagar walked up behind Ryan.
Ryan took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse, and pointed to the data stream on the computer screen, saying:
"Look here... wait, no. You don't understand what I'm showing you?"
Ryan slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered that Fagga had sought him out because he didn't understand hacking techniques.
However, her face flushed slightly, so she immediately turned her head away to avoid Fagga's strange gaze, coughed twice, and pretended nothing had happened.
Soon, Ryan turned his back to Fagar and began to lecture him, pretending to be a teacher:
"To put it simply, although the firewall of this 'Beast No. 2' is made like a joke, its system is also an ancestral mountain of shit code, with not even a place to put your feet. Only the original 'murderer's underlying code' doesn't mind this system and is willing to lie on the mountain of shit to sleep."
ah?
Fagga's lips twitched slightly, and his eyebrows shot up strangely as he tried to suppress the urge to complain.
"oops!"
Seeing that Faga seemed not to understand, Ryan shrugged and said, "In other words, this system's compatibility is exceptionally bad."
"It must be some kind of defensive strategy that only works with the original AI code. I can't even create my own AI and embed it!"
Ryan held the wrench in her palm, raising the tip of it with her index and middle fingers, her fierce little eyes staring intently at the computer screen through the upper edge of the wrench.
It's like setting up a sniper rifle, trying to blow up the beast who wrote the system with a single shot through the system.
"But it's not impossible. We can just rebuild the system. It's not like it's impossible. As long as you're willing to support me for five or six years, I can definitely rebuild this system for you!"
Upon hearing this, Fagga couldn't help but rub his temples and backed away step by step until he reached the wall, where he bumped into it with a dull thud.
"Five or six years...that's too long, isn't it? If I pay more, can you make it in a week?"
Although it's unclear how Lycahn and his team managed to make the Victoria Household Headquarters safe.
But as long as the problem of black magic remains unresolved, the dark cloud hanging over Fagar will never dissipate.
Fagar estimated that a week would be about the limit that the clouds could bear.
At that time, the sky will collapse, wind and rain will rage, and lightning and thunder will strike.
If Fagha doesn't want to be used as a scapegoat for venting his anger, is rebellion the only option...?
Fagar shook his head, then stared at Ryan with anticipation.
However, Ryan was quickly pushed away by Fagga, who pointed at her with his finger and said:
"What a load of rubbish! Even if you work me to death, I can't possibly finish it for you in a week, okay?"
Ryan turned around angrily, her fingers clicking loudly on the computer: "Here are three options for you."
"First, I will restore the original artificial intelligence, but when you use the second beast, you must constantly suppress its killing desires, or it might turn around and stab you in the back."
"Second, I've removed all the artificial intelligence from your system. Although many functions won't be possible without it, at least it won't be dangerous to use."
"Three... never mind, that's unlikely... Sigh, I'll mention it anyway. Find the person who wrote this system, tell him I can't understand his mountain of crap code. Put a knife to his throat and make him come back and rewrite it!"
Ah, this...
Fagga was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
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