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Chapter 273. Part-time Job
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Jiang Jianxin suddenly sat up in bed, the piercing blare of the electrocardiogram monitor still echoing in his mind.

It was just a disjointed dream, yet it made her break out in a sweat.

She tried to raise her hand to rub her eyes, but found that her hand was trembling—the sound of the breathing mask hitting the ground seemed to be an inescapable thorn in this nightmare.

As dawn broke, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell onto the floor. In the flowerbed in front of the helipad, several tits were chirping and pecking at the morning dew.

In the distance came the crisp sound of ladies walking their dogs, their high heels clicking on the ground, interspersed with their hushed conversations.

Jiang Jianxin slowly opened her hands, the morning light flowing through the lines on her palms. A sour feeling welled up in her throat, as if it were blocked by cotton wool, and even breathing was slightly painful.

The heavy sorrow in my dream, like the rising tide, surged up from the deepest part of my chest, inch by inch engulfing all my senses.

“…Ah Yu…I think I killed someone last night.”

Ah Yu, who was in the Bluetooth connection, took it seriously almost instantly.

The artificial intelligence investigated the data and said:
“I stayed with the administrator all night. Your breathing was steady, and you didn’t sleepwalk, grind your teeth, or talk in your sleep, let alone mention murder.”

Jiang Jianxin seemed to recover somewhat after a long pause, then slowly blinked and explained:

"No... I had a dream, and I killed someone in my dream."

Ayu understood what she meant and comforted her:

"Dreams are all false, so you don't need to feel guilty about what happened in your dreams."

Jiang Jianxin remained silent.

The emotions she felt after the dream were complex. In addition to common emotions such as grief and sadness, there was also a clear and lingering regret that felt like a chain binding her tightly.

"...The passing of a loved one...is truly a long and arduous process."

Jiang Jianxin said in a daze.

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Artificial intelligence cannot think as freely as humans.

Ayu's computing power was running at full speed as he tried to understand how the administrator had gone from a murderous dream to the death of a loved one.

"Big data shows that you seem to have no other relatives..."

Ayu didn't continue, because the database didn't have a complete record of information about Jiang Jianxin, with many time periods left blank.

This might be because it was developed relatively recently; the artificial intelligence didn't find anything unusual, it simply said it in a different way:
"You should look forward; time will wash away all the sorrow."

Jiang Jianxin leaned against the bed, looking out the window, and it took him a while to pull himself out of the intense emotions of his dream.

The artificial intelligence, which had been observing her condition, hesitated for a long time before saying:
"The administrator appears to be in a state of severe mental confusion. It is recommended that they seek counseling from a psychologist as soon as possible to prevent them from developing a mental illness."

Fearing that Jiang Jianxin might not take it seriously, A Yu emphasized again:

"Since the outbreak of pollution, the number of people suffering from mental illness worldwide has increased explosively. According to the latest statistics from the television station, about one in ten gifted individuals suffers from mental illness, and mental health treatment has become the most studied area of ​​interest."

"If a mental illness progresses to the point where the person is insane and unable to take care of themselves, they may be targeted by the second or third mental hospitals and forcibly admitted for treatment."

"So I still suggest you go see a doctor as soon as possible." Ayu rambled on and on, and Jiang Jianxin understood that it thought it had a mental illness.

She subconsciously frowned, waved her hand, and said:
"I'm not sick, it's just that last night's dream was too real and it's affecting me a bit."

"The most prominent symptom of mild mental illness is that the person does not feel sick."

Ayu searched the data and said sincerely.

"..."

Jiang Jianxin felt that if this topic continued, she would be diagnosed with COVID-19, so she coughed awkwardly and changed the subject:
"I have a question for you."

"You say."

Ayu replied.

What is regret?

Jiang Jianxin asked.

Last night, the boy in the dream emphasized the word "regret" in a special tone, and Jiang Jianxin always felt that what he said was different from his own understanding.

"Are you looking to understand a specific path to regret, or the human emotion of regret?"

Ayu asked.

Jiang Jianxin was slightly taken aback by its answer, then quickly replied:

"former!"

“Okay, here’s the thing—the [Regret] path is a rare and special path, second only to the special path [Blood Sacrifice] in terms of popularity and discussion.”

A Yu explained.

"It essentially extends the time and delays the activation of the talent. The primary activation condition is that the path owner has died, and the secondary activation conditions depend on the specific talent."

"Once the [Regret] pathway is activated, it will retain the master's talent and act on a specific target at a specific time in the future."

"The duration of its effect depends on the intensity of the owner's regret, resentment, and other emotions at the time of death—it is because of this characteristic that this pathway is named 'Regret'."

Ayu explained the entire process and its effects. Jiang Jianxin then recalled his dream from the previous night, and the words he had been listening to in a daze seemed to make some sense to him.

The boy in her dream asked her to remove her breathing mask, probably because he wanted to fulfill the second condition for the pathway activation.

In this way, the [regret] can be activated after his death and play a role in the future.

Seeing Jiang Jianxin fall into deep thought again, A Yu reminded him once more:
"Administrator, things in dreams are all illusions. Do not get too caught up in them. You cannot come to any conclusions from nonsensical dreams."

Jiang Jianxin paused for a moment, then sighed softly, having to admit that what A Yu said made sense.

Looking out the window at the vibrant scene bathed in the morning light, she forced herself to focus her thoughts, abandoning the question of dreams and concentrating on more important matters.

Jiang Jianxin jumped out of bed, changed out of her pajamas, and started washing up and making herself a simple breakfast.

While busy preparing for the new day after getting up, she was also thinking about the questions she had been pondering after discussing them with Gu Jiyun the day before.

"Ayu, do you think I should look for a part-time job?"