Yan Lu Ge found a very interesting phenomenon.

The price approved by the system for the materials required for this task is 23 million yuan ~ 40 million yuan, instead of the market price of 2 billion yuan for this batch of spiritual power elixirs.

According to the estimation of the Blackstone Research Institute, the current production cost price of spiritual power elixir is almost 23,000 yuan per yuan, and 1,000 yuan is 23 million yuan.

The system slapped his brand premium and wiped it out, and everything was approved according to the cost price.

It's very interesting.

As a mentally retarded system that seems to have little thinking ability, how does it understand economic concepts such as cost price, profit, selling price, premium, exchange rate, tax rate, etc., when calculating the amount? Can financial statement fraud fool it? Is it useful to make a provision for inventory decline? Is it acceptable to gain or lose on fair value changes?

Still is...... Is it a concept that is read directly from the host's consciousness?

Turning some unrelated things in his mind, Yan Luge saw that this thousand yuan of spiritual power potion had been poured into the ditch, and it poured along the thin "spokes" towards the central Tower of Babel.

The emerald green spiritual power potion flowed under the corner of the Tower of Babel, and was absorbed by the white stone wall.

Inside the Tower of Babel, those spatial runes carved four thousand years ago suddenly lit up and spread from the bottom to the top, like countless nascent golden vines, slowly growing and climbing around the inner tower wall.

They climb through the floors, through the murals carved into the stone walls with every stroke, and all the way up, up, and finally meet on the glazed roof of the spire.

In an instant, the light shone brightly.

A clear child's voice spoke in the obscure ancient Nishizawa language, resounding inside and outside the Tower of Babel.

"The 'Tower of Babel' has been successfully restarted."

"The artificial mind is being connected...... 'Taling No. 1' has been successfully launched."

"The artificial mind 'Taling 1' is performing a self-test...... The self-test is complete. ”

"Warning, low spatial stability, high risk of space jumps."

"Warning, some of the runes have been damaged, and the risk of space jumps is extremely high."

"Warning, not enough energy."

Cheng Xiaoyuan, the director of the second research department, could understand Gu Xize, and when she said a sentence in an ethereal voice, she quickly turned a sentence.

Yu Chen was dumbfounded: "This, what is this?" Artificial Intelligence in the Age of Cultivation? ”

Cheng Xiaoyuan, who was one meter four, glared at Yu Chen and explained: "It's an artificial mind...... Well, this is a translation in a modern context, and the literal translation of the original word is actually a 'man-made, talking tool'. The term 'talking tool' is generally used to refer to slaves, but it can also be used to refer to some advanced magic weapons.

"And the old Cizer language is far less rigid and mechanical, it is purely a matter of translation. If you want to listen to a literal translation, the original sentence would be:

"I've woken up.

"Go for man-made, talking tools...... The spirit of the Tower of Babel, Taling No. 1, has awakened.

"'Taling 1' is checking his body...... It's done. By the way, the word 'body' still refers to a boy under the age of ten, so 'Taling 1' is a little boy.

"I found that the water in the surrounding space and the river was flowing fast, and the risk of jumping over it was high.

"Finding that some of the runes are gone, the risk of jumping over is higher.

"Found hungry......

"What kind of translation do you prefer?"

Yan Luge laughed on the spot: "It's better to call it artificial mind, I think this name is quite appropriate." ”

With some anticipation, he led a group of people into the Tower of Babel.

The golden mural spreads across the white stone walls, like a babbling stream, and occasionally translucent runes leap out of the walls, and sink into the strong wood at the other end, like fish jumping out of a stream.

Yan Luge raised his head and was surprised to find that his gaze could actually penetrate the interval of each layer and see the sun, moon and stars depicted at the top spire.

As a result, the concept of space becomes erratic.

The clear and harsh language of Kosaizawa echoed in the tower.

Cheng Xiaoyuan began to work part-time as a simultaneous translator.

"Warning, unable to identify people."

"Warning, unauthorized entry."

"Warning, guardians are being called."

"Failed, call the guardian again."

"Defeat, no answer from the Guardians."

"Loading of the No. 2 treatment plan...... No, the priority is wrong...... Correction, loading of the No. 3 processing plan...... No, the priority is wrong...... Corrections, which are being loaded into the No. 4 Disposal Plan...... Wrong, negative, wrong, negative. ”

"Retesting priority...... 'Final Instruction' detected...... Confirm that the 'Final Order' has been loaded. ”

"Question, are you human?"

Yanlu Ge listened to the artificial mind of the Tower of Babel, "Taling No. 1", talking to himself, and when he heard the last question, he raised his eyebrows with some interest: "Yes." ”

Cheng Xiaoyuan translated his words.

"Question, do you believe in gods?"

"I don't believe it."

"Question, what is seven plus eleven?"

Yan Luge was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that the third problem was actually a mathematical problem.

But he replied quickly, "Eighteen." ”

"Pass the cognitive test, pass the mental test, pass the logic test."

"It is presumed that the visitor is a human with normal self-awareness, and meets the conditions set forth in the 'Final Directive.'"

"Deleting Plans No. 1 to 27...... Negative, priority is being retested...... Confirm that the 'Final Order' has the highest priority. ”

"Plans 1-27 have been deleted."

"Resetting access to the Tower of Babel...... Permissions have been reset. ”

"In accordance with the 'Final Directive', the Tower of Babel is to be granted full access to all humans with normal self-awareness."

"Welcome, visitor. The artificial mind 'Taling 1' is at your service. ”

Yan Luge's face became strange.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Listening to the words of this artificial mind "Taling No. 1", it seems that in the era of cultivation, someone once set up a "final order", and the content of this "final order" is that as long as the visitor can meet the three extremely simple tests, the existing permissions and plans will be deleted, and the Tower of Babel, which is a treasure of ancient Xize, will be opened to all mankind?

It's incredible.

After a deep sigh, Yan Luge said, "Ask 'Taling No. 1', who is the setter of the 'Final Order'?" ”

"Answer, His Majesty Mangula Nishizawa."

Sure enough, it was the godkiller.

"Why did he set the 'final order'?" Yan Luge asked again.

The artificial mind "Taling 1" fell silent for a long time.

Is such a subjective question too difficult for it?

Yan Luge was thinking about whether to change the topic, and "Taling No. 1", who had a young and bright childish voice, suddenly said: "Answer, the following is a message from His Majesty Mangula Nishizawa, which may answer your questions."

"Now start playing the message:

"'Maybe you're a citizen of the Nishizawa Empire, maybe you're not, maybe you've never heard the name of this country, but that's okay.

"The end has come, and the aura has dried up. We are the last generation of transcendentals, and no one has been able to achieve transcendence since us. The gods have taken away our foundations, destroyed our civilization, and snuffed out our hopes.

"But I'm here to keep our legacy.

If you can hear that, it means that the transcendent flame is once again kindling the earth, and they will return, or have returned.

"They are trying to destroy us again.

"You must remember that there is only one greatest enemy of mankind, and that is the gods.

"Whoever you are, I allow you to take my inheritance, take my inheritance, sharpen it into a blade, forge it into a sword, and—

"—Kill them.'

"The message is over."

In the era of the end of the law when the aura was exhausted, this god killer did not know whether his empire would be able to continue, and he did not know if human civilization would survive, but he still left his legacy.

To the new generation of transcendental beings in the future, who may come here.

Help them fight against the gods.

For this great and selfless emperor, everyone present couldn't help but have a trace of admiration.