The lively din of morning reading echoed from the classroom as "Li Ang" walked leisurely past the corridor, hands clasped behind her back, like a leader inspecting the place.
Class five, class six, class seven... Here we are.
Miss Chai took a deep breath, stepped boldly into the classroom, found her seat, and sat down.
Wang Congshan, sitting beside her, glanced at her but said nothing, continuing to recite notes with her eyes closed and in a loud voice.
Didn't she notice anything?
Chaichai breathed a sigh of relief, a surge of confidence washing over her. She placed her backpack in front of her, unzipped it, and took out textbooks, notes, and howork.
It had to be said that although Li Ang's attitude toward his studies was rather lax—sleeping in class and playing with erasers during exams—his textbooks were still neat and clean. Furthermore, his handwriting in the notes was clear and easy to read.
Moreover, the night before, Li Ang had also briefed her on so important points, like the abbreviations in his notes; for example, a specific character combined with a ' ' symbol stood for capitalism, and so on.
It's just a simple morning reading session, isn't it?
How could it trouble the most trusted lieutenant of the Lord of the Swamp, the Bug Nest Priestess, the wandering ssiah, the compiler of Chai's Revelation, the King Glory Diamond Goalkeeper, the Alipay Gold mber, the unilateral cooling mobile air conditioner cum pillow, the Doghouse Lord—Saint Curvy Chai?
Miss Chai curled her lips into a smile, flipped open her notes, and began to read, "Invest in high-tech as the driving force of economic developnt! Promote the rapid growth of strategic erging industries and advanced manufacturing! Accelerate the transformation and upgrading of traditional industries! These are significant asures to speed up the transformation of economic developnt thods!"
"Lady Saint! You're wrong, wrong!" the Brain Worm urgently said. "The others are reciting literature! You are reading high school politics!"
"Huh?"
Miss Chai stiffened. Wang Congshan gave her a strange look. In the sa mont, Miss Chai closed her notes with one hand, took out a steel water bottle from the left pocket of her backpack with the other, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip of water.
She turned to et Wang Congshan's gaze and said with a slight smile, "I ordered too much takeout last night. I thought about taking so digestive tablets but found them too dry, so I had so Golden Throat lozenges instead. Now I'm just testing my voice."
"Are you a rooster?" Wang Congshan comnted indifferently, harboring no suspicions, and turned her head to continue her morning reading.
Phew. Once again, she'd passed the test.
Chaichai nodded to herself, inwardly pleased and confident. No one understands Li Ang better than I do.
I wonder how Chaichai is doing...
Fully equipped, Li Ang sat on the living room sofa, turned off the spare smartphone he had been using to browse forum webpages, and sighed.
The notice for the second stage of the competition could arrive at any ti, making it inconvenient for him to go out.
He had learned from a mole that the Special Affairs Bureau had begun to gradually integrate a newly developed supercomputer with the Skynet surveillance system.
Once the integration was complete, the Skynet surveillance system's monitoring capabilities would drastically increase, with countless surveillance caras spread across the city and even rural towns providing uninterrupted 24-hour monitoring.
The old Skynet System was able to lock down an individual's identity information based on hair type, eyes, ears, hairstyle, arm length, leg length, and walking gait. Wearing a mask or sunglasses wouldn't help.
With the addition of a supercomputer, it could even connect the information collected by surveillance caras with the citizen database in real-ti. The System could precisely lock onto each person exposed under surveillance caras, find their personal information, and know what they were doing at that very mont. It would know which mode of transportation they were using, where they had co from, where they were headed, which streets they had passed through, and which products they had bought.
It could even predict potential, yet-to-occur violent cris based on big data analysis.
The vast amount of data involved was astronomical, and the extrely sophisticated artificial intelligence technology used went beyond the scope of this era.
According to the Mule and so intelligence organizations' speculations, the Special Affairs Bureau was likely employing so kind of near-future technology from the killing field ga, as that would be the only explanation that made sense.
For the common folk, the enhanced Skynet System's launch undoubtedly made urban life safer.
For instance, so potential criminals might have just bought a kitchen knife from a street-side shop. However, due to their grimacing facial micro-expressions at the ti, emotional fluctuations displayed in their gait, previously published hateful comnts online, and a history of dostic violence accusations, they might be labeled as key objects of surveillance by the police, who had already noticed them. Before they could commit a cri, officers would be dispatched to apprehend them.
The act of preempting cris provoked quite a stir abroad. So foreign dia painted it as an infringent of citizens' rights, loudly proclaiming "the big brother is watching you!" and sternly criticizing the Skynet System.
As for the Eastern populace... apart from a minority of public intellectuals who were biased in their thinking, the overwhelming majority of ordinary people still hoped to see the upgraded Skynet System go live. This would not only help the Special Affairs Bureau deal with anomalies but also significantly reduce cri rates, making cities and towns safer.
As for the freedom foreign dia talked about? Firms like Facebook, Apple, and even the Pentagon—when have they ever stopped covertly collecting user data? These slogans sound nice, but even the foreigners themselves don't believe them.
However, for players, dealing with the Skynet System was a bit tricky. Surveillance caras would lock on to personal information based on one's appearance, aning that usual disguise thods were no longer viable. If one were to disguise as another real person, Skynet would directly detect it, and if they were to disguise as a non-existent person, Skynet would be just as highly alert.
This was very, very troubleso.
It's not like one could replace all the neighbors in the nearby community with mitic Worms like in a sci-fi horror novel, right?
Li Ang was no devil.
If he replaced the entire neighborhood, who would make him grilled cold noodles? Who would prepare his lemon-flavored chicken feet? Who would make him chive boxes?
Nutrition must be ensured.
After all, Chaichai is the daughter of a wealthy family, well-educated, and with the Brain Worm to assist her, she shouldn't encounter any problems...
Li Ang reassured himself with that thought and placed his phone on the coffee table.
[The second stage of the realm's corridor battle has officially begun. Competition rules are available for consultation in the personal panel notification section.]
[Participation request has been approved.]
[Search for opponent succeeded.]
[Countdown to entering the Realms Corridor: 3 minutes. Please prepare for battle.]
The System's notification rang out unexpectedly in his ears. Li Ang, wearing the Mirage Dragon Red Mane Coat, looked serious as he stood up from the couch. So soon?
The 3 minutes passed in a flash. Li Ang left a note on the coffee table and, through the Divine Power Connection, sent out instructions to the aerial Bug Nest units flying high above Yin City, telling them to remind Chaichai when his match was starting and to improvise if anything ca up.
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