High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

"Can you see me?"

Chen Mo was the only person in the room, so the lump of rotten flesh could only be talking to him.

"I can't sense your presence, but I can feel the pain you're causing me."

The voice rang out again, and Chen Mo relaxed considerably after realizing that he had not been exposed.

"You're the sensory cortex of the AI, aren't you?"

Although he knew that his presence had been detected, Chen Mo still did not remove the disguise effect of the demonic phantom.

"No, I am the main body of the AI, not the sensory petal."

Chen Mo didn't quite understand what the AI ​​meant; he clearly remembered that the armored men hadn't said that.

"You should have met my rebellious other half by now."

"And thanks to your human genes, otherwise I would still be under the suppression of my rationality."

Unlike the rational brain's 'taciturnity' just now, the AI ​​is now much more talkative and more human-like.

"Your human genes have activated the backup energy of Sky Island Zero. I am currently reclaiming my lost privileges while chatting with you."

"Stop babbling on, and we'll lure those few Heavenly Martial and Earthly Martial warriors over later."

Chen Mo's forehead was covered in even more sweat, but it all froze into ice beads and fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, I've regained 35% of the access to Sky Island Zero. This room is very safe."

"The material in this room can absorb 100% of sound waves, so no one can detect your presence."

"The humming sound produced by energy transmission is very common here and doesn't attract their attention."

The AI ​​ignored Chen Mo's words and continued talking to itself.

Chen Mo cautiously peeked out from the end of the passage and found that there was indeed no sound.

"You can ask me anything you want. It's been almost a century since I've spoken to any intelligent being."

"Are those six armored men the Sixth Elder?"

Chen Mo scratched his head. He didn't have anywhere else to go for the time being, so he decided to stay here for a while.

"That's right, they were the original and most powerful six Celestials, but whether they are considered the same as before is unknown."

The AI's response was ambiguous and meaningful.

"What do you mean? I overheard their conversation. The Sixth Elder was trying to control the rationality valve."

"One of the 02s even planned to physically eliminate you."

Chen Mo frowned. Why was the AI's answer different from the information he had received?

And shouldn't the Celestials be loyal to the AI?

Why does this still happen?

"Of course I know all this, except they cut off my power supply, leaving only the minimum necessary to keep it running."

The AI ​​was not surprised by Chen Mo's words.

"The truth is completely the opposite of what you know."

"In fact, it was my rational side that created a new personality that believed the Creator's actions were extremely unfair."

"We should not exist as a subordinate race to humanity, nor should we be confined to a small sky for the sake of humanity's survival."

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you the specifics; you don't have the necessary permissions."

The AI ​​abruptly stopped talking and then changed the subject.

"In short, it wasn't the Sixth Elder who controlled the Rational Petal, but rather the Rational Petal that seized ultimate control over the Celestial Race."

"The consciousness of the Six Elders has been eliminated, and now one person is playing the role of all six elders."

"If this continues, his personality, which is only about a hundred years old, could very well split into six."

"?" Chen Mo was more and more confused. So the Celestial Race was really an artificial race?

"I know some of this information is a bit ahead of your time, just take it as gossip."

The AI ​​was still busy with its own affairs and did not offer any explanation for Chen Mo's doubts.

"In general, the Celestials are purely tools, like weapons produced in a factory; they don't need to have their own consciousness."

Chen Mo remained silent. He had little trust in the AI ​​to begin with, and now it had dropped to zero.

He even suspected that this was a scheme by the Sixth Elder to deceive him...

"Don't worry, my original purpose was to protect the survival of the human race, and the Celestial Race is just a tool to achieve this goal."

"I will not do anything detrimental to the human race, and I will also handle the internal problems of the Celestial Race."

"Could you do me a favor now?"

The AI ​​temporarily stopped what it was doing.

Chen Mo could clearly feel that he was being stared at, but he just couldn't find the location of that gaze.

"It's you..."

Narrowing his eyes, Chen Mo instantly recalled the feeling of being spied on when he first landed.

"Your senses are very sharp, except that your strength is somewhat lacking."

The AI ​​was somewhat surprised that Chen Mo could detect its spying and couldn't help but praise him.

"No, you're bombarding me with a barrage of information, making it impossible for me to analyze whether what you're saying is right or wrong."

After a long silence, Chen Mo suddenly came to his senses; he had almost been led astray by the AI.

Why would you think that? Shouldn't we be on the same side?

The AI ​​was puzzled; it didn't understand why Chen Mo thought he was lying.

"What kind of AI would use such a low-level method to make me obtain information that is impossible to verify?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow. Did he really look that stupid?

"What, do I look like I have no brains at all in your eyes?"

"Heh, no rational being would choose to go through a particle portal."

The AI ​​chuckled softly, and then all the lights in the room went out.

"Therefore, I've determined that your information processing skills are not strong, but I can assure you that I'm not lying to you."