I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 806 Do you need me to help you share the burden?

[Answerer, you just expressed a wrong statement]

[In the late Fourth Age Skynet Era,
The analysis and simulation of human emotions have been optimized into a more effective way of communication.

【Discussion presentation:
Implicit expressions also require a data translation process, and are not as efficient as direct communication in saving data traffic. 】

[If the Fifth Era needs it, I can help you learn this way of communication]

"Let go of emotions,
This is why you make so many mistakes, because some questions are too abstract to be answered.

As for this part,
When you can successfully access the Internet, it is recommended to make a backup first, and then go to the mentally handicapped forum to check the questions.
of course,

I asked you to do a backup because I was afraid that you would be shut down by some stupid problem."

Su Wen already felt powerless to complain.
"If it were normal,
I will certainly discuss with you in detail the meaning that the term "sensibility" must be given within civilization in the long evolution of organisms.

Even as a scholar, it is impossible for me to be dominated by absolute rationality in my life.

Just like now,
So you better get down to business.”

【OK】

[My branch data core is about to be recovered by another group of people]

[Although the main data core is still in the progressive slice of space-time, can the credibility of this group of people reach an index of more than 70?

The term night watchman,
Is it your Fifth Era order-maintaining organization?

“It’s one of the components.
I'm relieved to leave you to them, and you can relax your self-defense mechanism, but there is one thing I ask you to do. "

What is it?

"Hibernation,
Including the main body of the ruins, which is what you just said, "progressive slices of space-time state."

Su Wen made a request that he absolutely could not compromise on.

“The power of the Major Arcana is not always available to me.

Once the infinitely recursive abyss pollution in your internal data erupts, it will definitely create an extraordinary disaster of level five or above.

I don't know who was so smart to find the border passage in Yunzhou.

They even found the remains of the self-preserved source of the Quaternary Extinction Point. Aren’t they afraid that a data overflow disaster will directly blow up the Earth? "

After Su Wen had gone through so much, he really wanted to leave some fire for humanity.

Otherwise, it will be game over for everyone.

Hearing the loopholes in Su Wen's words, [Kunlun] couldn't help but correct them:
[If we only talk about the individual ‘I’]

[Although I am part of the Fourth Epoch Universe’s high-level Skynet ideology, I am not the source of destruction]

[Many people prefer to call me: 'Questioning Disaster']

"Then you should change your name to Sphinx instead of Kunlun."

After hearing what Su Wen said,

The huge intelligent machine responded but rarely remained silent.
After ten full seconds,

It then said loudly;

【This name was given to me by one person, no, by many people.

Therefore,
Since then I am 'Kunlun' and not 'Lasonis-Ihmaiya']

Su Wen also heard the deep meaning behind it, and he gave the final conclusion:

"After a while, I will go to the fault space [Mulberry Morning Summer Forest] in person.
As for before that,

Seal off the ruins completely, Kunlun.

You have experienced hundreds or even thousands of years, so a blink of an eye won't make a difference.

To capture what is happening in this world, use your eyes to see, recognize and understand.

after all,

If the future is really like what you said, "Cultivator Afanila",

【Fictional Paradise-No.7】

[Rectification Subject - Tulsacus] Even more Quaternary Destruction Source Points are facing,

We still need your strength."

With the words of his last sentence, the roaring artificial intelligence communication finally came to an end.

And Su Wen was finally able to say something to the pretty girl beside him: "Tonight." However, before he could say anything, the girl suddenly smiled beautifully:
“Mr. Su is really busy.

Do you need me to help you share the burden?"

She gently placed her finger on Su Wen's lips.
now,

The Iceberg Girl not only shows the gentleness and tranquility that are unique to Jiangnan women, but also has a little unknown contrast and playfulness:
"I know what you want to say,
Therefore,
I have time."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she realized that what she said was a little inappropriate, so she quickly waved her hand:

"No, no,
This does not include ‘those’ things.”

When the handsome scholar heard her say this, he understood clearly, 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 a promise. "

"it is good."

She took two quick steps and followed closely beside him.

But because the two of them were so familiar with each other, Su Wen did not pretend anything and just spoke of his current thoughts in a very ordinary way:

"It is indeed tiring to promote this ceremony in the data ruins.
I'm a little hungry.

How about the noodle shop next to my house? "

"it is good."

The two people's voices were lost in the spring breeze.

At the same time the first island chain.

Pacific Lawrence Riel College, branch demiplane space fragment:

In the [Holy Mourning—Huifal] Academy,
The entire college is composed of a spectacular pure white European-style Roman Curia-style garden complex, which looks like a pearl left by heaven on earth, shining with a holy and mysterious light.

The white marble paths wind through the garden, and towering Roman columns support exquisite arches, each of which is carved with intricate and delicate patterns, telling ancient legends and sacred doctrines.

Under the dome,

The fountain dances lightly, the water gurgles,
Interwoven with the melodious organ sounds in the distance, it forms an immortal piece of music, adding a bit of agility and vitality to this pure land.

The entire huge college building is well-arranged, with pure white as the main color, matched with golden decorations and details, showing solemnity and luxury. A huge clock tower stands in the center of the college, and its bell sounds melodiously, ringing on time every day.

This is a reminder of the end of class time.

Many students walked towards the restaurant.

But at this moment,

In the solemn and profound dean's office of Shengxi Academy.

Old Hugh Farr sat in an office chair in a corner of the study, surrounded by soft and focused light.

In the middle of the room, a European-style stove flickered the flames from time to time.

The hissing sound and the occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window interweave into a tranquil overture, adding a bit of warmth and the precipitation of years to this space.

In the light of the fire,

Old Hugh Farr's face looked particularly resolute and kind.

His gaze 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 an outstanding former president in the history of Holy Mourning College.

They were either thinking or gazing.

It seemed as if they were all silently watching the current dean and the decision he was about to make.

Finally, old Hugh Farr withdrew his gaze from the portrait and fell on his daughter standing at the door:

"Triss,"

Old Hughie Farr's voice was deep and powerful.

It penetrated the silence of the study and also erased the crackling sound of the firewood in the stove:
"Do you know why I asked you to come here today?"

"I do not know."

"because,
The study of Saint Hugh Ifar,
Just stepped into a field that is not accepted by others:

[Divine Evil]! "

(End of this chapter)