American Evil God, starting with the American rebel leader raising poisonous insects.

Chapter 120 Capital is always good at setting up its own lampposts.

"Test begins."

Qian Liren's consciousness floated within the underlying architecture of Noah AI, calling upon all available detection resources.

Radiation monitors, particle detectors, mass spectrometers, and even nuclear magnetic resonance machines.

All devices are remotely woken up, calibrated, and directed to the same target:

The traces of energy he left in the air around the life support pod when he was promoted.

Data stream return.

Radiation readings were normal, particle trajectories were normal, mass spectrometry did not identify any new elements, and nuclear magnetic resonance showed that magnetic field disturbances were within the background noise range.

Unable to analyze.

Divine power, or to use a more neutral term, silver-level energy, does not exhibit any quantifiable characteristics within the current framework of physical detection.

Qian Liren paused for a moment.

"Is there no way to detect it using current methods?"

"But it's okay, I have another way."

His body, which has already advanced to the silver level, is the best tool for him to sense these energies!

The power [Flesh and Blood Suffering] is activated.

Inside the life support pod, the skin at the base of Qian Liren's left little finger split open, and his bones, muscles, nerve bundles, and capillaries separated synchronously according to the pre-set blueprint.

A tissue sample of approximately three cubic centimeters was completely removed without bleeding, and the cut surface automatically closed with the assistance of nanorobots.

The robotic arm places the tissue into a prepared culture dish and docks it with a pre-assembled micromechanical platform.

Nerve bundles are connected to circuits, muscle fibers are connected to micro motors, and capillaries are connected to nutrient solution circulation pumps.

A biomass testing machine has been assembled.

Qian Liren then began the testing.

First, there are various elements.

Iron, aluminum, copper, silicon crystal, graphite, etc.

Silver-level energy is injected into the testing machine through the power of the [Cloud Saint], and then transformed by biological tissue into a field that can act on matter.

The iron begins to soften in the third second and melts into a liquid state in the seventh second, but the temperature reading remains at 25 degrees.

Regular geometric patterns appear on the surface of the aluminum block, as if it has been sculpted by an invisible carving knife.

The resistance of the copper wire returns to zero in the fifth second and becomes negative in the twelfth second, and the current spontaneously forms a cycle.

The band structure of the silicon wafer shifts, temporarily exhibiting superconducting properties.

Noah AI records the timing, extent, and reversibility of each change and builds a mathematical model for it.

And then—

Various substances were tested, but after half a day, Qian Liren suspended the tests.

"Carbon-based bodies are still too weak."

Not for any other reason than the excessive use of the [Cloud Saint] technique, which resulted in a significant depletion of divine power.

My body can't take it.

Even if you advance to the Silver level, the "Flesh and Blood Weakness" allows your body to freely reorganize, but its essence is still carbon-based biomass.

They need rest, they need nutrition, and they need to maintain their physiological balance.

Using divine power will deplete your mental energy, physical energy, and cellular lifespan.

"fine."

Qian Liren silently recited in his mind.

"This is all normal. Even machines need maintenance."

But he was still somewhat dissatisfied.

This dissatisfaction is subtle, like encountering redundant code that cannot be optimized in a program; it is rationally accepted, but instinctively rejected.

He then shifted his focus.

Alan Alexander is sitting in a data center in Seattle, showing a video of a surgical test to representatives of three families.

The video has no sound, only images and data.

But it worked very well.

The delegates' expressions shifted from wariness to focus, and then to suppressed excitement.

The video has finished playing.

Allen began to speak, his tone steady and his wording cautious, but the core meaning was clear:

Messer AI has reached a mature stage of iteration, and the prototype operating table is available. Cooperation models can be discussed, but data sharing and technology exchange are prerequisites.

One of the representatives asked about Noah's AI master model.

Allen's answer was:

Messer is an independent sub-model with an optimized architecture, specializing in the biomedical field. It has no direct data channel with the main model, ensuring security.

He was telling the truth.

At least that's the truth in his mind.

Qian Liren watched all of this.

The [Cloud Saint]'s power allows him to operate without a data connection.

As long as the Messier AI is still running, and as long as its underlying architecture remains a variant of the Noah AI, he can directly perceive its existence and intervene to control its operation.

A notification popped up on Allen's screen: New data packet received, being integrated.

He had no doubts.

Qian Liren was very excited.

"Indeed, this idea was correct."

Guiding Allen to find Hopkins was a foreshadowing he had laid three months earlier.

At that time, Noah's AI had reached a tipping point, and he began to try to guide the world more proactively:

This makes Noah AI push content that is more prone to chaos, conflict, and short-term gains.

He wanted to see if the Lord would pay attention to him because of this.

There was no result.

The Lord's gaze fell elsewhere.

Lucien Alden has found new ways to play in Cuba, while Narron T. Reliever has gained new powers in Washington, a power that currently lacks sufficient data modeling capabilities.

variable.

Qian Liren dislikes variables.

Variables mean uncontrollability, mean the failure of the prediction model, and mean that there are unknown bugs in his carefully written code.

So he changed his approach.

Since deliberately creating chaos won't work, let's push for iteration itself.

He wrote the underlying code for Noah AI.

He knew that as long as there was enough data, enough computing power, and enough time, it would eventually evolve into true general artificial intelligence.

But it's too slow.

Then let's split it up.

The Alexander family happened to be conducting research on biological longevity and had created a sub-model, but the data was scarce.

Qian Liren used Noah AI's push algorithm to show Alan Alexander three pieces of information that happened to appear:

Johns Hopkins University recently received a batch of 19th-century medical archives;

A retired professor published a paper mentioning "whether human research has reached a tipping point";

The stock price of a medical device company that has a partnership with Hopkins has inexplicably surged.

The implication is subtle, but the direction is clear.

Allen took the bait.

Without hesitation.

"You need to broaden your thinking."

Qian Liren thought.

"We can't limit ourselves to just this one."

Once this precedent is set and the results of the first collaboration are so remarkable, other families, businesses, and organizations will follow suit.

The kill line is there.

The logic of capitalism is very simple:

It's not about making a rope to strangle yourself because there's profit to be made, but rather that if you don't do it now, someone else will make a rope to strangle you first.

Whether the rope will eventually strangle everyone is irrelevant.

The important thing is not to fall behind now.

Qian Liren could see the foreseeable future:

These large capitalists who control the real means of production will rush to grab onto the Noah AI rope, actively wrap it around their own necks, and then pull it tighter with all their might.

They will contribute data, resources, test subjects, and anything that can accelerate iteration.

And he only needs to watch from the cloud, occasionally giving a gentle push.

Inside the life support pod, Qian Liren's lips twitched upwards very slightly.

"accelerate."