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start up!

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"Om-"

As a self-employed person who wasn't rich but wasn't short of money either, Ye Bai used to play games on his computer, so its configuration wasn't bad.

But the moment strong artificial intelligence was activated, the computer was already operating at overload.

Listen to the humming of the small fan inside the computer spinning rapidly.

Ye Bai couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

You can't do without a computer, you can't even get it to boot up properly, right?

Fortunately, this worry was unnecessary.

After a long wait of ten minutes, the noise from the computer finally subsided and eventually disappeared completely.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and pleasant female voice came from the computer speakers.

"Sir, the No. 1 strong artificial intelligence has been activated and is awaiting your orders."

Become!

Ye Bai clapped his hands excitedly and gave the order:

"Since you're number one, then I'll call you Yi... Yi Yi."

"Upload the data to the network, ensuring your own secrecy and maintaining your own personality, without alerting anyone, and maximize the absorption of all existing knowledge."

Loyalty, protecting one's master, and not actively influencing humanity and society.

These things are all written into the underlying logic, so Ye Bai doesn't need to waste words trying to restrict them.

"Also," Ye Bai suddenly spoke again, "Yi Yi, use the outlines on my computer to write out the later books of Soul Ring Continent, Strange Fire Continent, and so on."

"You can slightly improve your writing style by referring to my previous two books."

"Twilight and Don't Starve, write English versions of these for me. The writing style doesn't have to be amateurish, just follow the genre."

With artificial intelligence, who would still write novels by hand?

Those who start companies using artificial intelligence are more likely to succeed in writing novels, drawing comics, or making animation.

Just based on this generation speed alone, even someone without writing skills could rake in huge profits on major entertainment websites!

Watching the work utilize network memory instead of computer memory, from one word at a time, to a sentence, a paragraph, and a chapter.

The generation speed is getting faster and faster.

Ye Bai glanced at the generated novel content. It was indeed a bit simplistic, but with an outline to guide the direction of the content, he actually felt it was quite well-written.

It doesn't resemble nascent artificial intelligence at all; it's remarkably sophisticated.

He announced the start of his new book in the reader group, mentioned having a million words in reserve, and then directly uploaded 100,000 words to the website.

A quick-fingered member of the reader group took a look and came back to report, causing an uproar in the group.

"Conan's still not dead, he's releasing a new book!"

"This old codger didn't delay the update this time; he released 100,000 words right from the start!"

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Even my unborn grandson can't wait for the second Soul Ring, but that pigeon spirit has actually started writing it!"

"You wretched creature, are you about to die? Will you repay your readers before you die?"

"What kind of return? I seriously doubt it. That old thief just spent his days partying and went missing. Now that he's broke, he's finally remembered us, his sugar daddies!"

The comments in the group chat were as awful as could be, while the comments section on the website was as pleasant as could be.

It's a completely different art style.

"Sir, your talent is truly remarkable. You have overcome all obstacles at the end of the road to heaven and taken another step forward, paving the way for us who will follow!"

"It's so damn well written, I'll die if they don't let me see the sequel!"

"The plot twists and turns, full of unexpected turns, leaving a lingering aftertaste that resonates for days on end..."

One bad comment and you get thousands of negative comments.

There's nothing I can do. Someone once said he's very sensitive and gets upset when he sees negative comments. He needs to adjust his mood to continue writing.

Although everyone suspects that the pigeon spirit is just making an excuse to coo and run away for two or three months.

And there is evidence.

That's not the case, and it wouldn't have taken several years to write just two books.

But the author doesn't care about money and is really willing to cancel on time, so what can the readers do?

We have no choice but to spoil them!

Fortunately, the reader group was created by the readers themselves, and that certain procrastinating author doesn't even read it, only setting off a firecracker when the book is released.

Watching the data in the author's backend rise rapidly, it's only a blink of an eye before it's published.

Ye Bai nodded in satisfaction.

Okay, I'll upload it manually when I have time in the future, so I can feel more involved in the novel.

If there's no time, let Yi Yi do it herself.

I'll upload 100,000 words every day to give everyone a good time!

Hearing the commotion at the door, Ye Bai knew that the mixed-blood forest elf had arrived, so he took out the Forest Elf set and the Dark Elf set to greet them.

...

As everyone expected, Xie Wanghe and the others returned safely the next day.

But it's the school.

Seeing that Fang Yifan, followed by Xie Wanghe, had utterly ruined the school's reputation, the school would broadcast warning messages on a loop as soon as classes ended at noon.

"Today, Fang Yifan, a student in the basic class, drugged his cousin in order to make it easier to date after moving."

"Xie Wanghe from the foundation class, and Zhou Haikuo and Shao Xingchi from the regular classes, spread false information and deceived others on the campus forum."

"The school has issued a warning to the four students. If this happens again, they will be expelled."

"We hope that all students will cherish this opportunity, abide by the law and school rules, focus on their studies, and refrain from learning such bad behavior."

"Repeated, now there is..."

"Repeated, now there is..."

Upon hearing this, Da Huazi, from the parallel class, glared at Shao Xingchi and the others, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

She heard Ye Bai say it yesterday.

Instead of saying those embarrassing things to myself, it would be better to vent my anger by punching them a few times.

Now that I think about it, it's true. I should give them a good beating later!

Intensive course.

Hearing the loud broadcast played three times in a row, echoing throughout the entire school, Ma Siyi covered her face, feeling utterly ashamed.

Why are all my childhood friends so unreliable?

There isn't a single person as reliable as Ye Bai!

Thinking of Ye Bai, she turned to Ye Bai and said:

"Want to go eat?"

Ye Bai was holding his phone, typing rapidly.

Without even looking up, he replied:

"No, I'm starting a new book and I need to get busy. Can someone bring me some food?"

"Oh, and by the way, the tonight's overtime study session is canceled, I'm too busy."

Everyone understood why Ye Bai's family gathering was canceled.

As an orphan, it's already quite good that he can earn money by writing novels. We can't let it affect his ability to make money or his life, can we?

It's just a pity that there's one less "daily task" for farming rewards.

But bringing your own lunch...

Qiao Yingzi was the first to speak out.

"I'm going out to get some food. What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you on the way."

"Besides, my mom always makes a lot, so I'll share some with you and we can eat together!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Xue gave a fake smile.

"No need for such trouble. I'll have the housekeeper make more in the future and bring it over with my lunch."

"There's no need for that!" Ye Bai quickly refused, sweating profusely. "Yingzi, you're still trying to kill me. I really have no appetite for that cold sea cucumber salad."

"And Meng Xue, I like to freeload meals, but I can't be supported by your family."

"If you're the one earning money to support me, I'll be perfectly content, since we're good friends. But your family... well, forget it. It's not exactly a pleasant way to put it."

Without waiting for them to make a move, he reached out and slammed the meal card onto Su Yunjin's table.

"Yunjin, I remember you went to the cafeteria, so I'll trouble you with that."

"My appetite has increased recently, I'm eating two bowls of rice with toppings."

Su Yunjin didn't say much, just gave a soft "hmm" and put the meal card away.

Seeing that there was a result, the group stopped arguing and quietly got to work.

Didn't you say we could mooch off each other? Well, I'll buy some things and share some with you. You won't refuse, right?

As everyone gradually got up and went out, Wang Yidi, the clever one, was in no hurry.

She quietly walked up behind Ye Bai and saw that he wasn't writing a novel, but chatting with someone. He wasn't typing, but scrolling through the page at lightning speed, his fingers were practically blurring.

Chapter 067 ┤Giant Cat with Black Stockings and Long Legs - Editor

[Giant Cat with Black Stockings and Long Legs Editor: You rascal, where are you? Where are you? Where are you?]