Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

Upon hearing this, Sandonne frowned, a thought forming in his mind.

"You mean..."

"That's right, it's the human brain."

Pantalone pointed to his head and laughed.

"It is because of the existence of human intelligence that humans can have all kinds of emotions, can think, and can create miracles and civilizations that even the gods would marvel at. It is because of this that humans are human."

"As the most exquisite structure in the world, it is naturally the most exquisite structure in the world, and therefore it is the most perfect reference."

Upon hearing Pantalone's reply, a spark ignited in her mind; she felt as if she had grasped something, yet it remained vague and indistinct.

She looked at Pantalone and asked this question.

"You mean, androids? But that's the realm of alchemy..."

"The algorithms that human intelligence possesses cannot be directly applied to mechanical creations. This is the most fundamental difference between humans and machines. Humans have great reference value for machines, but that is all they have."

"Then why...?"

Sandonne looked at Pantalone, who was speaking contradictory words, with some confusion.

Pantalone then continued.

"The most fundamental difference between mechanical creations and artificial life lies in the way that mechanical creations and life in this world possess intelligence; therefore, they cannot be applied interchangeably."

"Then why can't we transform human intelligence into each corresponding structure, thereby giving mechanical creations their own human wisdom?"

"If successful, then as long as human memories are input into it, can we consider that his soul has been immortalized? Couldn't we also consider that he has escaped the wear and tear of time?"

This sentence made Sandonne realize the reason why she had failed all this time, but the next moment she quickly realized the most important point.

This is the most crucial point and cannot be ignored.

She gazed at Pantalone and uttered that crucial, undeniable truth.

"However, while it may be possible to input human memories into these life forms that completely mimic human intelligence, these mechanical creations still cannot change the fact that they are non-human. In essence, they are still just non-human beings with human memories."

"Ultimately, they are just different beings who share the same memories as the original owners of those memories. Perhaps at first they will think they are human, but as time goes by, they will eventually become truly non-human and go down a different path from their former human compatriots."

Pantalone smiled slightly.

"That's true, but... what does it matter?"

Sandonne was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then she realized what he meant.

Yes.

What does that matter?

Looking at the smile on Pantalone's face, she already had an idea in mind.

She probably already knows a small part of the whole picture of Pantalone's ambitious plans.

Did I never expect him to have such a plan?

What an unimaginably insane plan!

However, this had nothing to do with her. Rather, as a researcher, she even had the idea of ​​personally helping Pantalone realize this crazy plan.

Having thought of this, Sandoni returned to his graceful and elegant demeanor and smiled.

"I see, that's an interesting story."

"I'm glad you like it."

Pantalone also wore a happy smile after telling the story.

I can only say that it's really great that my casual little story made the other person happy.

"But I won't listen to your story for nothing. In exchange, here you go."

As he spoke, Sandonne took out a container and handed it to Pantalone.

After receiving the container from Sandone and touching the crystals inside, he suddenly felt his mind go blank, and then felt as if something had entered his body.

But when he came to his senses, he found that there seemed to be nothing there.

This gave him a feeling of disorientation.

What was that just now?

As this thought popped into his mind, he suddenly felt a new, controllable power within his body.

He felt as if he could control this power, which left him momentarily confused about what was going on.

“It’s just a byproduct that was accidentally discovered during the experiment. Here you go,” Sandonne said casually. “However, this stuff is highly polluting and cannot be used. You should be careful.”

Unable to be exploited?

So what exactly was that he just did?

Seeing that Sandone seemed oblivious to everything, Pantalone, filled with doubt, could only suppress his questions, which only fueled a few thoughts in his mind.

Could it be that I was given some special ability or cheat code when I transmigrated?

He temporarily suppressed his thoughts, intending to study it more carefully later, and then said after thinking for a moment.