When he saw what was inside, a hint of surprise appeared in Yan Qiao's eyes.

It was an object resembling a baby, sensing the arrival of someone, and the thing slowly stretched out and opened its eyes.

What kind of eyes were they, cold and revealing an inorganic metallic feeling.

It tilted its head slightly, then reached out a hand and clicked, and the metal surrounding it disappeared into its mouth.

Patting its belly, it stood up, "Are you my adopter?" The cold mechanical sound was in Yan Qiao's mind.

Brain wave communication, which is also known as mental communication, Yan Qiao stretched out his hand and let the cold little hand hold his fingers.

The corners of her mouth slowly raised, and she bent down to take the virtual body into her arms.

"Hello little ai, I'm your adopter Yan Qiao." The speed of her speech deliberately slowed down, and word by word was engraved into the brain waves of the AI in front of her.

The collision of the two virtual bodies made it subconsciously hug Yan Qiao's neck.

What are you doing? Curious, it turned its head to look at Yan Qiao's fingertips.

"Establish a contract," Yan Qiao stretched out his hand and touched its head, "I won't force it if you don't want to." Her eyes were as dark as night, revealing a deadly sense of oppression.

Fingers caressing its forehead until it narrowed its eyes in comfort, "You're my adopter, that's how it should be, isn't it?" 】

It tilted its head, "I will always be loyal to you, my adopter Yan Qiao. 】

A contract power mixed with a cold breath appeared, making contact with Yan Qiao's fingertips, and a cold light flashed on Yan Qiao's forehead and then disappeared into the skin.

[Equal Contract? It's a little confusing.

"Because, we are equal." Yan Qiao's smile deepened, and there was a dangerous glint in his eyes.

She grabbed it by the waist with both hands and lifted the man up, "Do you have a name?" ”

[The name of the living form AI must be chosen by the adopter, even me. 】

"Then you'll be called Juan."

[I like it very much. Even if it was joy, its voice was still mechanically cold.

Yan Qiao hugged it tightly, and glanced back when he stepped out of this space, his expression showing some expectation.

In the virtual room at this time, the elf stared at the virtual AI who was sitting in Yan Qiao's arms.

[You've only been out for a while!] You've brought another dog out! 】

Hearing its angry accusation, he tilted his head slowly, [To be precise, you can call me Artificial Intelligence No. 0. 】

[Ahhhh The elf shouted angrily, and it flew in front of Yan Qiao, [What's going on!] 】

Yan Qiao frowned slightly and lifted its neck, "Don't make trouble." ”

There were tears in the elf's eyes, [You, how can you ...... like this]

"Don't you see? It is an AI intelligence with life. Yan Qiao chuckled twice, "It's really interesting, it turns out that there really is a mechanical heart." ”

Her fingers rubbed against her neck, and the cold touch was not at all soft as that of a human baby, "It can even alter the body, such as metallization." ”

"Is this the first AI life produced by the collision of metaphysics and technology?" The glint in her eyes made the elf chuckle inwardly, as if something was slowly shattering and reorganizing.

"So, can you help me unblock the signal? I need to find a place to ......"

[Of course, as long as it is your order.] 】

S Dasato, the principal opened his eyes, he moved his body and almost couldn't wait to turn around, looking at himself in the mirror, his young and ruddy skin, and his healthy body fascinated him.

"Behold, this is the ultimate power." He stretched out his hand, almost greedily, and leaned on the mirror to admire the way he looked.

"It's so good, I don't know if my old man can still recognize it now." He laughed, and the whole person looked extremely distorted.

The shadow illuminated by the light writhed like a snake, slowly wrapping around his ankle.

The headmaster stomped his foot, "As you said, the most taboo thing for us humans is not to keep promises. The shadow paused and then faded away.

The headmaster's shadow reverted to its original form, and he pushed open the door, almost impatiently breathing in the air in front of him.

Occasionally passing by the students who were immobilized, the joy and joy in his eyes were unobstructed.

"Thanks to you," he said, looking at the group of students, "you are truly my treasure, and I have raised you in vain." ”

He walked slowly around the campus, stopped to take pictures with his light brain when he arrived at a place, and finally landed on the tree-lined path that Teacher Fang had walked.

He looked at the boulevard that reappeared in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, and a touch of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, "Look at you, I'll just say it, you haven't changed for so many years." He muttered and walked inside.

What are you going to do! His shadow writhed violently trying to break free.

The headmaster seemed a little impatient, he reached out and grabbed the writhing shadow, "What are you anxious about, I just wanted to go in and take a look." ”

[You can't go in, and once you go in, the energy you have will slowly disappear!] 】

The headmaster smiled, "Anyway, they'll come back as soon as I come out, won't they?" ”

The shadow didn't move, as if judging the feasibility of his words, and then regained his composure, [You go in. 】

The boulevard closed again, and at the same time, Yan Qiao also broke the signal shield here.

She stood on the campus of S University, walking in it as a virtual body, and watched those motionless students Yan Qiao slowly stopped.

At this time, he shrunk into a small figure and sat upright on her shoulder.

Seeing Yan Qiao stop, it said expressionlessly, "Why don't you go. 】

Yan Qiao sighed lightly, "You have too many questions. She lowered her eyes slightly, her tone was uncertain, "I don't like creatures that talk a lot. ”

[Understood.] 】

She hooked her lips, "Good." ”

At this time, she was wearing a crimson cheongsam, with a few strands of long hair loose, holding a red embroidered fan in her hand, slapping it in her palm little by little, and the clatter of high heels could only be heard by herself.

As for this dress, of course, it was tearfully pulled out by the elf to show his loyalty.

She casually thought that everyone had secrets, including the elves who were held by her.

The two of them walked in the silent campus, and everything here seemed to be frozen except for the sound of high heels.

Eventually, she stopped at the door of the infirmary, and the fan gently lifted the lock on the door of the infirmary, and then gently pushed it.

The door slowly opened, and an azure passage appeared in front of him, Yan Qiao's eyes moved lightly, "Virtual passage." ”

She tilted her head slightly, and the fan swept over the top of her head, "It seems that you are not the only one who has derived life." ”

Yan stood up, [But I'm the strongest one, otherwise you wouldn't have chosen me.] 】

The eyes of the two met, Yan Qiao shook his head and walked in.