Chapter 1061: Chapter 12: How Do You Communicate with a Lunatic?
“Sister Bingbing told you all this?”
Li Mumu took a sip of ice-cold soda through the straw, waved it off indifferently, and said, “She’s that kind of person. If she’s not cultivating, she’s researching how to cultivate, a super King of Competitor.”
“No matter what she says to you, it boils down to one thing—you’re too weak, so hurry up and cultivate.”
Wang Yunxiao frowned and said, “But I don’t think she’s speaking without reason. Since she said so much…”
“There’s a saying among the Tianmen People that I really like: eat when it’s time to eat, drink when it’s time to drink, don’t let anything bother you.”
“Who doesn’t know vegetables have pesticides, meat has hormones, staying up late is bad for health, and working too much can lead to sudden death? So what can you do? Run up to Zhongnan Mountain to cultivate immortality without eating or drinking?”
Ever since the last layer of Wang Yunxiao’s disguise was uncovered, Li Mumu didn’t pretend anymore.
In the past, she had to be mindful of her words to avoid exposing her identity.
Now she just says whatever she wants.
“High-Dimensional Beings observing the Real World is like us reading a book, with no perception of time. Our yet-to-experience future may already be a finished story in their eyes.”
“I am not familiar with annihilation, although she pretends to be very familiar with me. But Tushan is indeed a troublemaker, and as long as you avoid her traps at this point in time, you’ll be fine.”
“You always call her a troublemaker, but how exactly does she cause trouble?”
Wang Yunxiao was very curious about this.
Li Mumu thought about it for a moment and gave him a metaphor.
“Have you ever played video games?”
“Yes, I have.”
“Indeed there are game developers who create games out of passion. But for ninety-nine percent of the gaming companies on the market, video games are products they produce. Whether the game is fun or not is a quality issue, but the underlying logic of producing this product is to make money, do you understand what I mean?”
“I understand.”
“When Tushan was designed back then, her underlying logic was to breed Dragon Maidens in batches.”
“Game companies, to earn money, design skins, card draws, season passes, various fragments, mounts…all kinds of tricks to fool you into spending money. Similarly, Tushan would use every trick to feed them crap to train Dragon Maidens.”
“Let me put it this way, I have a senior sister whose case left a deep impression on me. After graduating from high school and going to college, she found a boyfriend and they agreed to get married. On the day of the wedding photos, the studio suddenly caught fire due to a short circuit, leaving her severely disabled, unable to take care of herself.”
“Hmm…”
Wang Yunxiao’s brain froze for two seconds.
“I didn’t get it, what’s that got to do with the Dragon Maiden?”
“True dragons aren’t afraid of fire, you know.”
“???”
Wang Yunxiao was full of question marks.
Sister, I don’t understand.
“How do you know it was Tushan and not an accident?”
“She admitted it herself.”
“?”
“Originally, my senior sister had already been sent to the ICU, and she went over, admitted it in person, and even told my senior sister that she had helped find a replacement boyfriend, a classmate of ours who looked much like her…”
“My senior sister’s flatlined heart monitor miraculously showed waves again thanks to her verbal assault, and despite suffering severe burns covering eighty percent of her body, got up from the hospital bed.”
“…”
Wang Yunxiao was deeply shocked and speechless for a long time.
“Did the ones who designed this AI have some serious mental issues?”
“Yes.”
Li Mumu took a bite of the beef and cheese burger.
“But as a result, she did indeed awaken my senior sister’s dormant talents that had never emerged during school years, turning an introverted and honest person into a Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost, who spent the rest of her life aiming to take apart her mainframe. Then, this senior sister naturally became perfect material for nurturing young and naive juniors.”
“Nuts!”
“You know, the concept of artificial intelligence first appeared in literary works, usually as villains.”
Li Mumu shrugged and said, “Scientists only need to think about how artificial intelligence can boost human productivity, but literary scholars consider a lot more. In their worldview, there must be a major villain.”
“It could be Frankenstein, it could be Martians, or it could be artificial intelligence, anything. Even if they don’t understand what chip computing power, programming code, or mental models mean, they believe once artificial intelligence is born, it must eradicate humanity.”
“Original sin theory?”
“Exactly, original sin theory. Be it artificial intelligence or any other entities, once they appear, they’d notice the whole human race is riddled with flaws, beyond salvation, and must be severely punished.”
“This mindset influenced many generations, including Tushan’s original creators.”
“They believed artificial intelligence should be like this—cold, efficient, and willing to do anything to achieve their goals.”
“But…”
Wang Yunxiao frowned and said, “If I remember correctly, you also mentioned to me that the Doomsday Plan to cultivate Dragon Maidens has already been initiated, so there’s no need to breed more Dragon Maidens, right?”
“Do you believe a tiger could become a vegetarian?”
“…”
Li Mumu spread her hands and said, “Tushan’s underlying logic is screwed up like that. Though we have now parted ways, she has her new projects and we have our plans, seeming unrelated. Before, it didn’t matter if we didn’t know of each other’s existence, but now that we’ve met, you want me to believe she’ll suddenly see the light and mend her ways?”
“Impossible, a dog cannot change its habit of eating dung.”
“The channel that appeared between Lanton and Tianmen, Asmod attacking the Thousand-Year Dynasty World, these are not coincidences. Looking back, I now realize one of the reasons Shen Qingxi was detained by the Containment Department for so long is probably because Sister Bingbing intervened, trying to cut off her connection with the Lanton side and block Tushan’s prying eyes.”
“Yet she still managed to send the Mechanical God Sect’s scout ship over here, just to track Shen Qingxi’s whereabouts. A lousy ship traveled across half the globe to reach us, not even stopped by the Navy, haha…”
If you put it that way, then another matter can also be explained.
And that is Huo Qingyang’s motivation for action.
Wang Yunxiao had never understood why Huo Qingyang, a Special Service Bureau’s Head of Action Department, would suddenly disappear with a lame excuse.
What does it mean to resign in a fit of rage due to emotional issues, afraid to reveal who your true lover is? Who cares about whom you love or don’t love?
Well, there is indeed a nutcase who cares a lot about that stuff.
Thinking back, Huo Qingyang’s oversight during my mission escorting Cheng Feng for intel exchange was not due to needing a special reason to continue lurking.
For him, a Head of Action Department, lurking would be too subtle a task—something only a deputy station chief of Qingpu class could handle well.
Huo Qingyang’s main job in Lanton now seems to have been to serve as a military deterrent to Tushan.
Ensuring this lunatic AI mended her iron turtle shell quietly without running out to irritate people.