[Respondent, you just expressed a wrong statement]
【In the late part of the Fourth Age Skynet Era (Sky Era),
Analysis and simulation of human emotions have been optimized to become a more effective way of communication]
[Discussion presentation:
Obscure expressions also require the process of data translation, which is not as good as direct communication to save data traffic.】
[If the Fifth Era needs it, I can help you learn this way of communication]
"Abandon emotions,
This is why you get so many errors, because some questions are too abstract and are destined to have no answers.
As for this part of the content,
When you can successfully access the Internet network, I suggest you make a backup first, and then check the problems in the retarded bar.
certainly,
I asked you to make a backup because I was afraid that you would be down due to mental retardation."
Su Wen already felt unable to complain,
"If it were normal,
I will definitely discuss with you in detail the meaning that the term ‘sensibility’ must be given within civilization during the long evolution of living things.
Even as a scholar, I cannot be dominated by absolute rationality in my life.
Just like now,
So you’d better get down to business quickly.”
【OK】
[My branch data core is about to be recycled by another wave of people]
[Although the main data core is still blooming in the progressive slices of space-time state, can the credibility of this group of people reach an index of above 70?
The term night watchman,
Is it your order maintenance organization in the fifth era?]
"It's an integral part of it,
I am relieved to leave you to them, and you can also relax your self-defense mechanism, but there is one thing I ask you to complete."
【What happened】
"Sleep,
Including the body of the ruins, it is what you just called [progressive slices of space-time state]."
Su Wen made an absolutely uncompromising request.
"The power of the Major Arcana is not always available to me.
Once the infinitely recursive abyss pollution in your internal data breaks out, it will definitely create an extraordinary disaster of level five or above.
I don’t know who the wise man found the border passage in Yunzhou.
Even the self-preserved remains of the source of destruction in the Quaternary Age can be found. I’m really not afraid that a data overflow disaster will explode and blow up the earth.”
After Su Wen went through so much, he really wanted to leave some kind of fire to mankind.
In case everyone is directly game over.
When he heard the loopholes in Su Wen's words, [Kunlun] couldn't help but take the initiative to correct him:
[If we only talk about the individual ‘I’]
[Although I am part of the high-level Skynet ideology of the fourth era, I am not the source of destruction]
[Many people are more accustomed to calling me: ‘The Disaster of Questions’]
"Then you should change your name to Sphinx, not Kunlun."
And after hearing what Su Wen said,
The huge omnic echoes but is rarely silent,
After ten full seconds,
It just said loudly;
【This name was given to me by one person, no, by many people.
so,
From then on I am ‘Kunlun’ and not ‘Lasonis-Ihemiah’]
Su Wen also vaguely heard the deep meaning, and he gave the final conclusion:
"After some time, I will personally go to the fault space [Lush Morning Summer Forest],
As for before that,
Completely seal off the ruins, Kunlun.
You have experienced hundreds of years or even nearly a thousand years, and there is no shortage of moments like this in the blink of an eye.
To capture what is happening in this world, first use your [eye] to see, recognize, and understand.
after all,
If the future is really like the [Cultivator-Afanila] you say,
【Fictional Paradise-no.7】,
[Main Body of Solemnity-Tulsax] Even more sources of destruction in the Fourth Age are confronted,
We still need your strength."
With his last words, the roaring artificial intelligence communication finally came to an end.
And Su Wen was finally able to say something to the beautiful girl next to him: "Tonight..."
However, before he could say anything, the girl suddenly burst into a beautiful smile:
"Mr. Su Da is really busy.
Do you need me to help you share the burden?"
She gently put her finger on Su Wen's lips,
now,
The iceberg girl not only shows the gentleness and tranquility unique to Jiangnan women, but also has a little unknown contrasting playfulness:
"I know what you want to say,
so,
I have time."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong with what she said, so she quickly waved her hand:
"No, no, no,
This does not include ‘those’ things.”
When he heard her say this, the handsome scholar knew it very well, so he just smiled slightly:
"Let's go to the place where the Carrington Solar Storm hit directly before.
That Ferris wheel.
Remember, we made an agreement."
"good."
She took two quick steps and followed closely beside him.
But because the two of them were so familiar, Su Wen didn't pretend anything, and just said his current thoughts in a very ordinary way:
"It is indeed a bit tiring to promote this ritual in the data ruins.
I happen to be a little hungry,
How about that noodle shop in front of my house?"
"good."
The voices of the two of them were lost in the spring breeze.
At the same time, the first island chain.
Pacific Lawrence Riel Academy, branch demiplane space fragment:
【Holy Mourning - Huey Farr】In the academy,
The entire college is composed of a spectacular pure white European papal style garden complex, like a pearl left in heaven on earth, shining with holy and mysterious brilliance.
The paths paved with white marble in the garden are winding and winding, and towering Roman columns support exquisite arches, each of which is carved with complex and delicate patterns, telling ancient legends and sacred teachings.
under the dome,
The fountain dances lightly, the water gurgling,
Intertwined with the melodious sound of the organ in the distance, it forms an immortal movement, adding a bit of agility and vitality to this pure land.
The entire huge college building is well-proportioned, with pure white as the main tone, and golden decorations and details, showing its solemnity and luxury. The huge bell tower stands in the center of the college, and its bells ring melodiously and ring on time every day.
This is a reminder of class graduation time.
Many students walked towards the restaurant.
But just at this moment,
In the solemn and profound dean's room of Shengxi College.
Old Huey Farr sat in an office chair in a corner of the study, surrounded by soft and focused light.
In the center of the room, a European-style stove swayed the flame from time to time.
The sound of popping and popping intertwined with the occasional sound of wind outside the window to form a peaceful overture, adding a bit of warmth and time to the space.
Just under the light of the fire,
Old Huey Farr's face looked particularly resolute and kind.
His eyes passed through the jumping flames and slowly fell on the rows of portraits hanging high in the study.
Each of those portraits records the appearance of the outstanding previous presidents in the history of Holy Memorial College.
They either pondered or stared,
It was as if everyone was silently watching the current dean and the decision he was about to make.
Finally, old Huey Farr's eyes withdrew from the portrait, and then fell on his daughter standing at the door:
"Triss,"
Old Huey Farr's voice was deep and powerful.
It penetrated the silence of the study and erased the sound of firewood in the stove:
"Do you know why I called you here today?"
"I have no idea."
"because,
Studies of St. Huey Farr,
Just stepped into an area that is unacceptable to others: