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He walked over to the woman's projection and looked at her silently.

The man stood beside him, not saying a word.

"Please activate her and wake her up from her slumber, thank you." Veltom turned his head to the researcher behind him.

The researcher nodded, tapping a few times on the screen of the console behind him.

The vibrations of electricity and air ...... the Guardian's ears gradually sounded, and her eyes were now focused on the figure floating in the air.

Although it is impossible to see her true face, it would be nice for the Guardian to see her awake.

"Artificial intelligence is starting......" A cold female voice mixed with electronic texture sounded in the room.

Data Read...... Finish. ”

"Personality Read...... Finish. ”

Countless streams of data flashed in front of the projection, and Virtom stood in front of it, silently watching her.

"Artificial intelligence, the launch is complete."

As these words resounded in the room, a strange light also swept through the room in an instant.

It was only for a moment, but the Guardian captured the scene.

Veltom looked at the woman and smiled.

"Hello, human." The woman's electronic-textured voice seemed a lot softer at the moment.

"Hello." Virtom paused, and finally said his next sentence.

"Qin Hui Heart."

……

Qin Hui heart?

When the name was heard, all the researchers present froze in place

They had heard of the name, but they had never seen it.

The reason is simple, because when this name appears in their memory, it is already a corpse.

"What did you just call me?" The woman tilted her head to look at Veltom and said, "Qin Hui Xin, what is that?" ”

The man walked up to the artificial intelligence and said to her, "Qin Hui Xin, that's your name, and your name will be Qin Hui Xin from now on." ”

"Hmm......" the woman thought for a moment and nodded, "Well, whatever you say is what you say, if that's the case, then who are you?" ”

"I'm your brother." The man smiled gently, "You can call me Kotojuro." ”

The screen flickered and went off.

"Kotojuro......?" The Guardian chewed on the name, unexpectedly familiar.

But there was obviously not much time left for her to think, as the next light appeared in front of her again.

Curious about what would happen next, she immediately rushed to the screen.

……

This time the world on the screen, the whole environment has changed.

The scene she saw was not the previous laboratory, but a huge hall.

In this white hall, many machines are densely distributed along the grid, and in front of the hall, there are several huge screens.

But although times are changing and the environment is changing, there are always people who remain the same.

The man standing on the high platform directly in front of him proved this to the Guardian.

Kotojuro.

"Sure enough, it's him again." The Guardian muttered to himself.

Kotojuro had a tiny microphone in his ear, and he was speaking to all the hard-working researchers in the hall, or rather, giving orders.

"The next thing you have to do is to improve the 'Huixin Project' I proposed earlier, copy Qin Huixin's AI, use her as a template, and allocate a lot of artificial intelligence that is the same essence as her but has different personalities and states, and then use Qin Huixin's ontology as a manager to manage these AI copied from her." Kotojuro commanded.

"But of course, you have to remember that although the management is in her hands, the supreme control must remain in your hands, and artificial intelligence is not a joke." Kotojuro said slowly, "As for the body of Koto's heart, in order to make it easier to distinguish, let's give her a title." ”

"As the manager of these artificial intelligence under her name, I think the title 'Dominating Will' is not bad, and in the future, you can use this name to distinguish her."

Will to Rule?

The Guardian had lost her memory for the time being, but she couldn't forget the name.

After all, this will of domination is the existence that governs the entire game world, and as an AI, there is no reason for her to forget such an existence.

At this point, the Guardian finally understood that the series of images she had seen here were all about the experience of dominating the will.

It sprouted from the autonomous consciousness of a machine gunner, and then went through a series of development and metamorphosis, and was finally discovered by Kotojuro, and became what it is now.

Recalling the past few years and now, the Guardian couldn't help but secretly admire.

But, at the same time, she still has a question.

If that's the story of the Guardian, then why is the scene in front of it still playing out?

What will happen next?

She couldn't help but think so.

However, at this moment, a light suddenly broke through this void space and descended directly from the top of the guardian's head.

She could feel that this light was the light that could take her out of this world.

But why did she leave?

She didn't know who she was, what she had done, what she wanted to do, what she was going to do.

Why would a person who knows nothing go back to her former world?

After all, what was the previous world?

Where does this light lead?

The Guardian took a closer look at the light and saw that it resembled a large hand, and that it was not so much calling the Guardian back to her previous world as it was trying to get her back.

Startled, she turned to look at the scene on the screen behind her.

At this moment, the white hall no longer exists, and what is playing out on the screen is another unknown place.

It was a pure blue sky, no earth, no ocean, no mountains, nothing.

Except for the sky, it is the sky.

The sky is under your feet, the sky is around you, and the sky is still above you.

And in such an abnormal space, there is actually a butterfly fluttering in it.

The butterfly was beautiful and curious, and on the insect's limbs, there was a human female head, which made the guardian shiver when he saw it.

But curiosity is curiosity, and the face on the butterfly always makes the guardian unable to take his eyes off.

"Radiant Heart Project No. 525, the Witch of Butterflies." A magnetic male voice rang out in this anomalous space.

"What's the matter?" The human head that grew on the body of an insect replied, and his tone seemed a little arrogant.

Wait a minute...... This voice?

The Guardian was so frightened by the voice that he took two steps back, not even bothering to listen to what they were saying.

Isn't this my voice?!