"Does it work?"

Richard was surprised. Because the other party just said that he doesn't have the networking and database functions of general AI,

"If it's something else, I probably won't be able to help the sir. But there's information about the identity of the call, and that's exactly what I'm within my purview. ”

As mentioned earlier, each of the 12 super AIs has several key systems that can determine the fate of the human race. Miss Real Name manages one of them, the identity verification system.

In the future, the identity of each Earth citizen will correspond to the genetic code. Due to the advancement of biotransformation technology, fingerprints and iris, which were originally used as identification marks, have become physical data that even ordinary people can change at will.

But there is only one thing that cannot be changed, and that is genetic information – even if it is genetically modified by congenital nature, this surgery will only be performed at the embryonic stage. Therefore, after everyone is born, there will be a unique "code" that cannot be modified.

This code will be uploaded to the system the moment the newborn appears. And not only for future people, the technology of extracting genetic code is said to have appeared in the first half of the 20th century, so Richard was fortunate to be able to leave his own record in the database of human integration.

This "identity" is the most precious thing for the individual, it is linked to all the rights that citizens have, and without it, it cannot be linked to the virtual world, cannot be connected to the real society, and is equivalent to eternal exile. In a future world where the earth's landforms have been turned upside down, there is no room for the wild people in the deep mountains and old forests to survive. This is a punishment far more terrible than death.

Unlike any previous authentication model, there are no loopholes in the genetic code. The government of the Earth believes that the responsibility of counting and protecting the identity of each individual is too heavy for humans to take over.

"Can you tell me my real name?"

"Okay. My name is ...... Li."

……

After asking for the date and place of birth, the search began shortly after. Although Richard had forgotten what he had experienced before waking up, the rest of his memory had not been affected. If he had predicted correctly, he would have lived in an era that was at least thousands of years before the New World. How did he manage to survive these thousands of years?

"Found it, sir. This is your profile. ”

During the retrieval process, Miss Real Name remained motionless, and countless electronic data streams composed of green symbols and numbers flashed in her dark pupils, and he always felt that this scene had a special beauty when he looked closely. Richard watched in amazement.

"It's so fast." Before he started reading, he thought to himself.

In his time, the population was already more than 7 billion, and the future of super AI will have at least tens of billions of people. It's scary enough to just count all of them, and Miss Real Name does much more than that, she needs to land everyone's birth and death.

In other words, the sum of all the living and deceased in the hundreds of years since the beginning of modern identity statistics is undoubtedly astronomical, and this terrifying amount of content is kept in the head of the girl in front of her.

"Let me see...... I see, did I fall into a prolonged coma after a brain injury? ”

He frowned, vaguely feeling as if there was indeed such a thing, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was too vague, so he had to give up and continue to remember.

Doctors at the time were helpless against him, who was almost vegetative. Luckily, he wasn't given up, just in time for a research project in the field of brain surgery, and he was photographed as a key subject. This is what happened in 2019.

The rest of the record is a bit vague, and it seems to be in a state of "leave it alone". It wasn't until 2025 that a new record was made: he was placed in a freezer dedicated to his body. Not only him, but also some unconscious patients in a similar state to him were all sent into it.

The records were all about when and where he was delivered, and gradually names of places that he didn't even know appeared. The technique of keeping his body has been eliminated and upgraded in the rapid passage of time, as can be seen from dozens of terms such as "health cabin", "life cabinet" and so on, but no one has ever woken him up from his coma. There are also more than a dozen records of the conservatorship being rescued from the fighting. By the time she was born close to her real name, there was a technology that theoretically preserved the organs and brain activity in the body for thousands of years, and it was called a "hibernation machine".

After that, I don't know how many years and regions he traveled to get here. Even though the previous generation of humanity has been destroyed, he still survives, sleeping in ruins for thousands of years.

"Hey, it's incredible that I'm alive?"

…… No, no, there is no way to describe it even as "incredible", this is simply a miracle of miracles, a very small probability of a very small probability.

To be honest, he was a little incredulous, and even felt that it would be more logical if he had traveled through time and space to the future. Unfortunately, even in the era of real name life, human beings have always been ignorant of the nature of the flow of time, and theories remain on paper, let alone time jumps in science fiction movies.

As he frowned in thought, Miss Real Name stood silently in place, quietly watching him, waiting for the next order.

"Well, that's it."

Richard thought about it for a moment, and then decided that it was not a big deal. Although it was a "mere possibility" answer, it was enough for him.

He was about to say something to his real name—

"Knock knock."

There was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Richard's heart shuddered. He turned his head to look at the iron gate.

"Lord Rasputchin, the fireside meeting begins after an hourglass hour. I'll pick you up. ”

Master Peter said respectfully outside the door, and then quickly left.

……

It wasn't until his footsteps faded down the hallway that Richard's heart was lifted.

"Fortunately, Rasputin is doing this, and Peter is afraid to come in without permission, which is an offense to the wizarding leader. But...... What's next? ”