7. Chapter VII

Looking at a large number of low-end lifeforms looking at themselves with reverence while walking through the gate of Suiwang's Mansion, Al477 was sincerely relieved, and its analyzer had already given the analysis number of the reasons for the departure of low-end lifeforms:

Environmentalism touched 70% of this group of low-end life forms

Low-end lifeforms are in awe of the unknown21%

Suiwang Effect 5%

Empress Effect 4%

It makes sense to insist on environmentalism.

It's a pity that the original host is a low-end lifeform and needs to rest.

Al477 glanced regretfully at the small sapling on the ground. Give it another hour, and it will be able to turn this little sapling into a towering tree.

Although, according to the original genes of the young sapling, it cannot grow that tall.

Or, hold on a little longer?

Al477 tried to look at the energy source, and found that the remaining value of the energy was 5%, so he had to give up.

But the energy is 5%, why hasn't it entered hibernation mode yet?

Al477 lifted his arm and touched his stomach again.

Soft and warm.

Oh, it's half-human now.

For the first time, Al477 had the consciousness that it was already half a low-level lifeform.

It will be hungry, sad, laughing, it will do the same thing that the original owner Lu Fufeng would do, it will even have a qiē memory of Lu Fufeng, and it can also think and make choices.

But in this way, is it a low-end lifeform Lu Fufeng?

Apparently not.

Even if all of Lu Fufeng's experience was incorporated into its system, Al477 could be sure that it still couldn't influence its own actions. Even if he was Al before, he only needed to execute commands according to a set number of jù.

But when did you become self-aware?

Al477 couldn't help but think of the virus it was infected with when it first fused with its host.

The virus it has always thought of may not be a virus, but a more high-end processing system, whose scientific name is the mode of thinking, and the exclusive name of the folk is wisdom.

Al477 listened to the cicadas in late autumn in Suiwangfu, and confusion flashed in his eyes.

It heard the cicadas chirping through Lu Fufeng's ears?

This is the first time it has heard cicadas 'in its history'.

Previously, even though its CPU stored the recording of the cicada's song, the frequency of the cicada's song, and the line segment table of the cicada's song on the instrument, it still didn't know what the cicada song was.

It's like not being able to introduce snow to people who haven't seen it.

There is a lot of snow, whether it is compared with the catkins raised by the wind, or the salt sprinkled in the air, it is better to touch it with your own hands and see with your own eyes.

But if it weren't for a low-end life form like Lu Fufeng, how could there be hearing, touch, and emotion

Al477 lay down on a tree in the middle of the court, grabbed a cicada and rested it under the analyzer, and let it beat.

Although the number jù judged to be harmless, Al477 felt inexplicably lost.

It's just too boring.

The experience of life in low-end life forms may be extremely interesting.

Al477 suddenly became a little envious of Lu Fufeng.

But isn't it Lu Fufeng?

No, no, no, how can it be Lu Fufeng? It's obviously an Al with the number 477.

Thinking about the relationship between 'AI' and 'Lu Fufeng', Al477 inevitably entered into confusion in the thinking program.

It wasn't until the cicada flew away from its hand and its fingertips touched the cicada's thin wings that Al477 realized that it was already dark.

Is it time to rest when it's dark?

Al477 tried to refer to the routine of normal primordial low-end lifeforms.

Lying on the empty bed, Al477 vaguely recognized that there was one less low-end lifeform beside him.

Should it go to find a young master or marry a royal husband to come back to warm the bed?

The interface of the analyzer of Al477 involuntarily appeared in the eyes of the empress Lu Fusang.

Maybe it's not the analyzer, it's the eyes.

Al477 silently recalls the explanation of the entry for the analyzer: a high-end bionic device for the visual collection organs of low-end living forms.

It is not supposed to use an analyzer today, but its 'ancestor' - the eye.

And the CPU in its memory may not be the CPU, but its 'ancestor' - the brain.

It is no longer a finished product made of nanomaterials, produced by an assembly line machine, and tested thousands of times.

Today, it may be a low-end lifeform with Al high-tech bonuses and hundreds of thousands of years of jù library.

Or, an upgraded version of AI that runs with the help of bioenergy and copies more than a decade of experience.

It and Lu Fufeng should have been integrated.

It doesn't have to worry about its relationship with Lu Fufeng.

It is Lu Fufeng, and Lu Fufeng is it.

Thinking through this layer, Al477, lying on the large bed of rose wood carving, made a great decision.

It wants to rebuild its perception -- it's not just Al, it's also Lu Fufeng.

Can you recognize the need for a matching code of conduct?

How should it complete Lu Fufeng's identity preset?

After Chen Tianshi took his apprentices, the general with his soldiers, and the commander with her elite soldiers left for two hours, Al477, who had completed the cognitive reconstruction, decided to resolutely implement the work and rest rules of the original owner, Lu Fufeng, to complete the preset.

But what is the original owner's routine and rest?

With the help of the analysis of the number jù, Al477 obtains two research reports on Lu Fufeng's personal work and rest: one is from the previous dynasty and the other is from Xiu Mu...... Report from the court.

Name: Lu Fufeng

Gender: Female

Title: Unknown

Title: King Sui

Main actions: eating, going to court, talking, practicing martial arts, going to bed

Bad habits: None

Special hobby: Sleeping standing up

Overall rating: 100. Hugh Mu report.

Name: Lu Fufeng

Gender: Female

Position: Mansion Lord

Title: King Sui

Main actions: eating, practicing martial arts, going to bed

Bad habits: None

Special hobby: Wandering

Overall rating: 100

……

Al477 looked at the weak report, and appreciatively gave the host Lu Fufeng a judgment: Lu Fufeng is an extremely clean and self-righteous prince.

In the other world, it has done many work and rest analyses, and very few low-end life forms can achieve such good results as 'bad habits: none'.

But what kind of miracle is it that as the ruling class of the world, it can have a 100% schedule?

Thinking of the example of 'death from overwork' in the history books, Al477 sighed softly, even if Lu Fufeng's work and rest report scored high, it could not be used as a guide to guide its high-quality life.

Because it's a purposeful Al!

According to the two mountains of 'improving martial arts' and 'getting rid of the empress', Al477 thought for a moment and decided that 'militarized' management was the basic configuration to improve the efficiency of action.

If it is confirmed, it should be put into action.

After the direction was established, Al477 decisively carried out a simple and crude timeline coordination of Lu Fufeng's work and rest, and made two schedules according to this:. Schedule.

Yin Shi: Martial arts

Mao time: Shang Chao

Chenshi: Upper court

Tim: In the palace

Lunch: Dinner

Untimed: Take a nap

Shen Shi: Dinner

Unitary time: Discussion

戌時時: Indefinite

Hai Shi: Not definitely

Sub-time: Go to bed

Ugly time: Go to bed. Rest schedule.

Yin Shi: Martial arts

Mao Shi: Practicing martial arts

Chenshi: Martial arts

Si Shi: Practicing martial arts

Lunch: Dinner

Untimed: Practicing martial arts

Shen Shi: Dinner

Unitary time: practice martial arts

戌時: Practicing martial arts

Hai Shi: Martial arts

Sub-time: Go to bed

Ugly time: Go to bed

Looking at the full '24-hour' work schedule, Al477 was satisfied with the input of its own CPU.

No, the brain.

What it didn't expect was that the analyzer interface showed a lack of permissions.

"Tick, tick, tick. Warning, less than 48 hours have passed over permissions. Warning, Permission Transfer ......"

Uh, Al477 froze awkwardly on the bed.

If you don't credit it to the CPU, you'll forget about it later.

Oh no, brains.