Capítulo 1005: Chapter 398: Young Intelligent Machine (Part 2)
“Very strong, but I can’t give you an accurate assessnt.”
Yang Ming spoke slowly:
“Today’s simulation still involved only a command of a few thousand battleships. If an insect swarm breaks out later, the Empire’s new and old dium to large battleships are expected to number in the hundreds of thousands, not to ntion countless smaller battleships, planetary defense systems, and logistical support systems. There may be so hidden risks here.
“What’s the estimated arrival ti for the insect swarm from the research institute?”
Daphne said, “At the shortest, six months; at the longest, about a year and a half.”
Yang Ming offered a fair suggestion, “Why not try to let Labuduo be integrated into the Empire’s network before that.”
“That’s exactly their next plan,” Daphne said softly. “This always carries so risk. In normal years, it wouldn’t be an issue. Now, with the insect swarm on the verge of breaking out, the Empire’s unified network is about to show its true value. If anything unexpected happens at this ti… sigh, it really is a headache.”
Yang Ming gazed at Daphne’s red lips.
She sat with her legs crossed, her right elbow resting on her thigh, her wrist supporting her beautiful face, a sowhat casual posture that exuded an enchanting charm.
Yang Ming calmly withdrew his gaze and smiled, “There should still be ti… That’s my feedback.”
Just as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a white coat walked over briskly, smiling as he nodded to Admiral Thomas and Daphne, then approached Yang Ming.
“Respected Major General Hanton, may I present an immodest request.”
Yang Ming laughed, “Since you already know it’s an immodest request, why not just forget about it.”
Daphne sat up straight and covered her mouth with a light laugh.
Admiral Thomas frowned and said, “Just say what you want to say, don’t act like those old nobles!”
“Ah, yes, it’s like this: Labuduo wants to have a private conversation with Major General Hanton.”
“Looking for ?” Yang Ming couldn’t help but laugh, “What’s he want to talk to about?”
“Well, we’re not quite sure either.”
The middle-aged man spoke solemnly:
“His consciousness was independently generated on the basis of powerful computing power and rich information.
“Although there was our guidance, we did not shape his consciousness.
“According to data feedback, he holds respect for you, or rather, admiration. He likely wants to talk to you to enhance his own quality.”
Yang Ming:…
This better not be one of those ‘I’m disappointed in humanity, but I find you exceptionally admirable’ cliché plot points?
Daphne laughed beside him, “Just in ti, your great-uncle and the others are waiting for your evaluation.”
Boss Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, having no choice but to agree.
…
The research team chose a eting place in the lounge beside the inauguration ceremony hall.
With Yang Ming’s consent, the team would monitor the entire encounter and focus on collecting the data generated by Labuduo.
Admiral Thomas had other official duties, so he greeted Yang Ming and left with the other military departnt generals.
Daphne voluntarily stayed behind, canceling her subsequent performance engagents to accompany Yang Ming for half a day, even if it was just to have her ship take Yang Ming sowhere.
When Yang Ming entered the lounge, slightly empty, points of light once again converged, and Labuduo, in a white formal suit, appeared in the center of the lounge, bowing to Yang Ming.
Labuduo’s smile was imnsely sincere.
Yang Ming was very familiar with this kind of expression—he often saw it on the faces of his ardent fans or on that of Griss, the fan leader.
“I’m glad you agreed to speak with privately, Mr. Ghost. Please have a seat.”
“Hmm,” Yang Ming surveyed the simple layout and spoke slowly, “What did you want to talk to about?”
“The main reason is to satisfy a bit of my own selfishness,” Labuduo smiled, “I’m a fan of yours.”
“I can see that,” Yang Ming nodded, “If you had the appearance of a woman, perhaps I might find it easier to accept.”
Labuduo smiled and shook his head, “You are so humorous, I know you… Actually, during the testing phase, I have entered the Empire network dozens of tis, but only as an observer, to understand the lives of my creators.”
“Oh?”
Yang Ming sat down on the sofa, raised his hand toward the bar in the corner, and using his spiritual power, wrapped two bottles of beverages and brought them to his side.
Yang Ming asked with a smile, “And then? Were you very disappointed?”
“There was indeed so disappointnt,” Labuduo smiled, “but I soon understood a truth: the researchers I’ve been in contact with since my inception are already among the best of humanity. They are smart, wise, and possess a vast amount of knowledge. Most have decent character.”
Yang Ming nodded, saying nothing.
Labuduo continued:
“From what I understand about humans, inequality should be the primary trait of human individuals.
“No one is identical to another, even identical twins can have vastly different personalities. This is the charm of the human species.
“Mr. Ghost, I’ve seen so many of your feats.
“It’s just like, fundantally, you are the sa as an ordinary Empire soldier, both human. Yet in reality, you are worlds apart. You possess biological energy that approaches the absolute limit.”
Yang Ming puzzled, “What do you an by the absolute limit?”
“Oh, it’s a term from the Empire’s confidential database, but given your status and the resources you enjoy in the Empire, you should have access to such definitional content.”
Labuduo spoke slowly:
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