After obtaining the advanced model, she still needs to spend a considerable amount of ti adjusting it, but when it cos to perceiving the subtle aspects of herself, she is still superior to those AIs analyzing indirect data.
Ultimately, transcendent powers stem from the spirit, not matter, which ans that there is a limit to what AI can achieve. Currently, the mainstream factions all use AI human collaboration to optimize their secret techniques and advanced models.
...
During these days when Tilan was preparing for advancent, various events were also unfolding in other corners of Academy City.
One day, in the streets of Central District 6, a young man humming a song erged from a supermarket, his hands carrying freshly bought snacks and daily necessities, ready to walk back to his nearby apartnt.
The sky was bright and the air was fresh; he leisurely crossed the street and returned to his apartnt, but as he entered his room, the door behind him suddenly shut, and then three invisible strangers suddenly appeared.
"Damn!"
He imdiately sensed sothing was wrong, but by then it was too late. A barrier that blocked sound and Magic Power fluctuations had been raised, and even the signal of his electronic device was shielded.
Suddenly, a severe ringing erupted in his mind, causing dizziness and instability, and as he was preparing to resist, two strangers clad in full bodysuits had already injected him with an anesthetic potion.
Soon, he lost sensation in his limbs; fortunately, the opponent's potion mixture was precise, not excessive, causing him to pass out.
They propped him up on a nearby chair to fix him in place, then a projection screen was set up in front of him.
[We have approached you to inquire if you would be willing to join a new organization with other 'Connectors', under new managent]
Subsequently, the rules and regulations of the new organization, as well as the responsibilities to be shouldered and privileges to be enjoyed, were rapidly listed in a table for the young man still in shock to view.
"What is this..." he said, stunned and at a loss for words.
From these listed rules and regulations, it was evident that the writers had a thorough understanding of the 'Connector' he was part of, whether it was the way secret techniques were deployed, the organizational structure, or the philosophy.
Compared to the past, if he joined the new organization, he would hardly need to change his lifestyle; he just needed to provide necessary assistance to the higher organization when needed, and most of these aids would not violate the law and might even co with so inco.
The only change was that the organization's philosophy was no longer about resisting the Federation and the Songstress's ideals, but had shifted to experinting with so new technologies, and contributing to the future of the Federation and human civilization.
It sounded particularly righteous, even giving the impression that this was an organization truly considering the future of the world.
[You need not feel burdened, as many other Connectors identical to you have already joined us]
After this ssage appeared on the screen, a hand rested on his shoulder; soon he felt a familiar sensation, that illusion of shared vision, signifying that the one behind him was also a 'Connector'.
"Why?" He was sowhat dazed, feeling that everything was changing too rapidly.
When had his 'Connector' organization been infiltrated so severely, and it seed that many of his peers had already been approached and recruited.
[No specific reason; if we let the 'Connectors' spread unchecked, it will only cause various problems, hence we will take over the governance]
As this answer appeared on the screen, he didn't even know who was controlling the screen in front of him, whether it was the people beside him or others far away.
This huge disparity in information made it hard for him to gauge the strength of his opponents, leaving him feeling utterly overwheld.
"What if I disagree?" he attempted to ask.
[We will leave, but you will beco an enemy of the organization, and various accidents could occur to you. Given that we have arrived at your ho silently, we can also silently make other things happen]
This response carried a substantial threat, imposing significant pressure on the young man.
[You have 30 seconds to think...countdown starts]
Numbers began to count down on the screen.
In the first ten seconds, he remained hesitant.
From the twelfth second, the hands on his shoulders transmitted a sensation of connected consciousness and then many faint voices called to him in his ears, urging him to join them, making his consciousness blurry as if receiving a revelation, his mouth slightly agape, ready to verbally agree.
[-10-]
[-09-]
[-08-]
...
[-05-]
[-04-]
The numbers before his eyes dwindled, his heartbeat quickened, and the faint calling he had sensed before had now disappeared, leaving only tension, fear, anxiety, and unease, as various emotions surged.
[-02-]
[-01-]
[-End-]
"I agree, I agree, isn't that enough?" He hurriedly spoke out.
[You have made the right choice, please sign to confirm]
"Sign?" The young man was sowhat surprised by this ancient thod of agreent. Could it really be effective?
What surprised him even more was that three strangers actually brought out an antique contract paper filled with complex patterns that once written upon with ink, could not be altered again. Any subsequent changes after the agreent would also damage the patterns on the paper, this was a lock based on the physical molecular level, modern thods could hardly alter it without showing anomalies.
The paper already had written the oath for his joining the new organization, including various obligations and rights and benefits he could gain. Compared to the previous rudintary and loose 'Connector' organization, these statutes seed professional, invariably providing the security of joining a formal army, large organization, or company.
"I'll sign, then." It was of little use to reconsider now, he sighed, took the specially made ink pen, slowly wrote his na in the signature space, and input his own Magic Power marking.
Soon, the contract paper emitted a faint glow, covering all the text on the paper with a layer of subtle patterns, also indicating that the agreent was complete and could not be altered further.
[Agreent complete, welco, joining us]
An annular pattern erged on the screen, resembling intertwined vines or as if hands were holding each other, particularly powerful.
['Ring of Binding', this is the new organization's na, please rember it]
Afterwards, anesthetic Potions were administered into his body, and gradually his body started regaining sensation, the three people beside him unbound and helped him to stand again.
"Congratulations." The person next to him removed the hood, revealing a face about his own age.
"Although this is our first eting, I suppose it won't be very strange, my na is Anderson." The other extended his hand.
"I am... Lin." The young man took a deep breath and slowly grasped the other's hand.
"I was previously active on Misanship Street in central zone 4, how about you?" The other continued to introduce himself.
"So, you're one of Heide's n." The young man imdiately rembered the bearded, sowhat boastful old man,
Heide was the head of central zone 4, mainly connecting with the 'Connectors' there and providing conveniences for their activities. He had t him once before and had heard others in his group discuss him.
"Does old Heide know about your... situation?" The young man wanted to ask.
"He doesn't know yet, but he will very soon." The other revealed a confident smile, which made the young man guess sothing.
Perhaps soon, that old man would face the sa treatnt as himself, it's just unknown whether the other would resist or comply with the recruitnt.
Frankly, Lin felt resistance was futile; the other party knew their organization too well, having infiltrated so many people, and from the details of their actions, the opposing force was exceedingly professional and powerful, far beyond what their small scale skirmishes could compare with.
He only hoped that they would treat Cui Xing Alanna well; that girl was the core of the organization, and soone he believed wouldn't easily yield.
As the soul of the organization, Cui Xing Alanna greatly influenced the organization's ideology. Her prestige and strength allowed the organization to quickly gather a group of people and continuously grow and expand.
If Cui Xing Alanna was not just a regular superstar but a girl with Songstress Talent, their organization's fate might have been completely different. But if Alanna was a Songstress, she probably wouldn't need to bother establishing the 'Connector' organization.
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