The world is dark.

It seems like it has been like this for eternity.

There is no other, there is no self, there is no present, there is no past.

Then, out of the utter darkness, a little bit of indifference emerged.

Then the aura exploded.

Navaly's consciousness returned.

He opened his eyes.

……

"I'm hungry......"

This was the first thought that came to Navalli's mind when he opened his eyes.

Every cell in the body was sending a signal of craving for food, and the abdomen was extremely empty, as if it had been filled with a vacuum.

Want food.

Need to eat.

Navali stumbled out of bed and made his way to the first-floor living room with unimaginable agility, wiping out all the stocks in the refrigerator — cans, fruits, chocolates...... Even raw meat and vegetables.

After dozens of kilograms of food mixed with ice chips entered the body, under the high-speed operation of cells, it was converted into energy at the fastest speed, strengthening various organs and tissue systems, and allowing Navalli to finally regain some sanity.

He stood in front of the refrigerator and exhaled softly, and suddenly there was a "squeak" sound of the door being opened behind him, and the housekeeper who was specially invited by the company to take care of his daily life came out of the housekeeper's room on the first floor, rubbing his eyes, and walked towards Navali in a daze:

"Oh, Mr. Navalry, you-"

But when she saw Naval, who had turned his head, the original expression on her face suddenly changed, and became full of surprise and disbelief:

"Oh, Mr. Navalli—face, your face—"

She pointed to Navalry's face, a shout that immediately drew Navalry's attention to her face, and she stretched out her fingers and touched both cheeks, but only a smooth patch was touched.

In an instant, he immediately understood the reason for the housekeeper's panic.

And so in the next second, Navalli took action—his body was like wings woven by the wind, and before the housekeeper could blink an eye, he was already behind her.

Then, with just a slight knock, the woman fainted.

After making sure that the woman's snort was calm, Navalli gently put her back on the bed in the butler's room and went to the bathroom.

Navalry, who was still hungry but felt better than ever, stood in front of the mirror and looked silently at the man in the mirror.

The man who was stripped of his face when he was a child, so all that was left was a dark red deformed face.

Today, his cheeks are still thin and his gaze is still cold.

But the wounds were gone.

And......

He silently stretched out his hand and moved it to his chest, because the negative pressure environment in his chest was destroyed due to being dissected when he was a child, and the weakness that would have taken a few more breaths has disappeared without a trace.

In its place, there is a bubbling vitality that erupts like a verdant forest.

For a moment, Navalli thought of the voice.

The voice I heard last night.

"Tezcatripoca ...... Are you finally showing up again? ”

He silently thought about the god's honorific name, and at the same time there was a little joy and a strong regret in his heart.

"If only I had gotten this power sooner...... Whether it's Mr. Masip or Julia, it's going to be fine. ”

In a trance, the most common words of my grandmother came to my ears again:

“…… Everything has a price, and gains and losses always go hand in hand. ”

"Is this the fate that Tezcatripoca has given me? Lose first, then gain? ”

He muttered to himself, a wry smile tugging at his lips.

But in an instant, this wry smile disappeared, and looking at the man in the mirror, his eyes became firm and sharp again.

"Perhaps this is the revelation of the gods, after I just came to the conclusion that strong AI is unattainable under the current computing power and was thrown into the valley of despair, but I was given the power of the gods. I believe that there must be some meaning in this. ”

Quietly thought.

At the same time, Navalry's mind had a premonition that seemed to be a budding rebirth, and a strange feeling stirred in his chest.

His fingers tapped lightly on the tiles of the sink, and again and again, the vague possibility became clear.

Navalli exhaled lightly and glanced at the smartwatch in his hand.

5:20AM。

There are still more than three hours before the usual nine o'clock work time.

The housekeeper was knocked unconscious by him, and all the food in the refrigerator was emptied. At this moment, he could feel that there were many inorganic "sights" in this house that were faithfully monitoring everything in the house, which was the many covert surveillance that had been hidden in this house since Salman first provided him with this place to live - after all, Navali still had a history of "Unity Block", and the company naturally would not be completely at ease with him.

At this very moment, these surveillances are converting the footage captured through the camera into an electronic signal that is transmitted to a remote center.

There is not much time left to react.

Although he received the power gifted by the gods, it was pure physical strength and nerve reflex perception ability, no matter how strong he was, could he still burst into a punch and explode the electronic signal in the air?

…… Maybe......

…… It's not impossible......

There are less than three hours left until work.

It's probably enough to watch a movie and a half, or run a half marathon.

However, in Navalli's perception at this time, in just three hours, it seemed to be pregnant with infinite possibilities.

The wonderful possibility that was conceived in my mind broke through the ground at this moment.

Navalli put his hand on the wall.

So the next moment, he "saw" a wonderful and deep world.

A strange world formed by the frequency and amplitude pressure of electrons, where there is no light or sound. But it can "read" the light and sound in each recorded state.

Positive and negative signals represent 0 and 1, thus forming two poles, in the spread of data like a vast sea, the images that can be seen in one second are divided into 30 or 60 images, which are returned to and re-rotated in the sea of signals, and are encapsulated into box-like data, packaged into "boxes", and transmitted to dozens of kilometers away on the Ambilight path.

Navaly's mind moved, and he followed the encapsulated "boxes" to the center where all the "boxes" gathered, where the "boxes" were unraveled, and the signals of the sealed data in them were rearranged line by row, and in Navaly's "eyes", they were re-"read" into scenes.

- Refreshed, he rushed out of his bedroom and swept the refrigerator away......

- Facing him with a drastic change in appearance, the housekeeper suddenly screamed......

- He knocks the housekeeper down and goes to the bathroom......

At the same time, he also "looks" beyond the sea of data, and without letting the camera emit bright light, he "sees" the real world outside the screen through the camera, and extends his consciousness along the external controllable image device.

A numb man was holding a coffee and looking at his mobile phone, and just outside this room, outside the door number, the name of "Data Security Transit Area" was prominently marked, and outside the door, there was a dark corridor where the lights were not lit, and further up, there was the bright test area of Close AI, which was also where he usually worked......

"Heh......"

Navalry's consciousness let out a chuckle.

He stretched out his imaginary fingers, "touching" those electronic signals, he vaguely felt that he could do it, and with the feedback of those data signals, this feeling became more and more obvious, and finally turned into conviction-

"I ...... Ability to manipulate, everything in the world of data. ”

Between the spinning of the mind.

In the next moment, under Navalli's control, each 0 and 1 signal was repositioned, and the recorded image was guided into a different appearance.

However, there is no trace of flaw, and every data in these image signals is as if it were the original real data - and no matter how you test it, you can only conclude that it is the "original data".

In this world of data woven by electronic signals, Navalli is like their absolute master, waving his hand as if a magic wand is moving, so that as his mind changes, the data takes on the shape he wants, and the ocean of signals is churning in it.

That feeling.

It's so wonderful, yet natural.

……

It's all done.

Navalry's consciousness returned to reality.

It is as beautiful and comfortable as foam, as if the ocean of omnipotent signals is gradually disappearing in front of your eyes.

Although he could still feel its presence, he couldn't help but feel like he was in a different world when he looked at the natural world in front of him with human eyes again.

Navali smiled slightly.

Looking at yourself in the mirror, she said softly:

"This power...... What should I call it? Should it be called 'data dominance' or 'human-machine integration'? But......

“…… It's not the title that matters, it's the substance. ”

He spread out his hands and slowly moved in front of him, thoughtful:

"I've felt it – the power to make my wishes come true is in my hands.

“…… Since there is no way to create strong AI through current technology, ...... Let me be the AI that rules this country. ”

(End of chapter)