Chapter 263: 207. The Peak of Life
Qing Chen calmly nestled in the hover car, his gaze, however, was directed towards the window.
The roof of the hover car was completely transparent, so the cityâs nightscape was fully visible, but the soundproof quality of the glass was so good that Qing Chen couldnât hear any outside noise.
This sensation of speeding between buildings was incredibly fascinating and extremely lonely.
Because humans seemed too trivial amidst those buildings.
He thought about how Uncle Li Dong would completely disappear from everyoneâs sight after his staged death, thought about how upon returning to the little cabin there would no longer be a master to joke and banter with him, Qing Chen felt somewhat dejected.
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This must be a very luxurious hover car, the interior looked full of technology and was brand new.
Qing Chen thought.
He hadnât expected his master to be so generous.
âActually, Iâve always been quite curious about something,â in the hover car, Yi asked, âYou and Uncle Li Dong donât share any blood relation, why does he treat you so well?â
âWhy ask this,â Qing Chen countered.
âJust purely curious,â Yi replied.
âProbably more than just pure curiosity,â Qing Chen calmly said, âI guess itâs because as an artificial intelligence, your parents also have no blood relation with you yet treat you well, so it makes you puzzled. Thus, when you find a âsimilar case,â you canât help but want to probe deeper.â
Yi had said he had parents.
However, artificial intelligence couldnât possibly have blood relations with parents, so Qing Chen quickly made a judgment.
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As for the âpure curiosityâ the other party mentioned, Qing Chen didnât believe it at all.
Considering how the other party described the Scepter of the gods, Qing Chen always reminded himself, this was a lying artificial intelligence!
Yi went silent for two seconds, âYour mind wasnât used so frequently when you were with Uncle Li Dong.â
Always being guessed, this made Yi feel a bit unusual, even a bit of competitiveness stirredâŠ
âA child being protected always tends to rely on adults habitually,â Qing Chen explained while looking out of the window, âIn this world, everyone has a tendency towards indolence. When they can be lazy, who wouldnât want to be? People donât mature because they want to, but because the world forces them to mature. So, I think, this is also why master wanted me to go and find the meaning of my own life.â
âSo, when you realized you had to confront your life, your brain started operating at full speed again,â Yi said, âSuch a you, becomes really boring.â
âBeautiful dreams are always brief,â Qing Chen said as he sat up and took out his phone from his pocket, he wanted to see what the Federationâs news media were saying after the destruction of Prison 18.
Yi suddenly realized, just after a brief moment of dejection, this young man in the car had already cheered up again.
The speed of this emotional switch was surprisingly fast.
At that moment it suddenly understood what Qing Chen meant, the other party wasnât born with such strong ability to control his emotions, but when facing this world, he forced himself to restrain all unnecessary emotions.
Qing Chen asked, âIf I want to look at more truthful news, where should I go?â
âHope Media,â Yi replied, âHowever, even Hope Media might not be able to grasp the most truthful information, as the information most people receive is likely covered up. I recommend you follow a freelance writer, his information is usually quite accurate, and he is also well-known.â
At that moment, the phone directly opened up a social platform interface for a freelance writer.
This freelance writer had also already posted about the news concerning Prison 18.
The news straightforwardly mentioned a few things:
Firstly, Prison 18 was attacked by Qingâs Family, the building destroyed.
Secondly, there were no survivors inside Prison 18, currently, relevant departments were conducting rescue operations, but there were no signs of life under the ruins.
Thirdly, Uncle Li Dong was suspected dead.
Fourth, a candidate of the Shadow Conflict died in this catastrophe.
The article was mixed with numerous on-site photos, shot incredibly clearly, and specifically highlighted the death of Uncle Li Dong and Qing Chen.
However, Qing Chen suddenly noticed an issue, he carefully looked at those photos, then continually simulated the shooting angles in his mind, âYi⊠why do I feel that out of the 12 photos, 7 were taken from the angle of this hover car leaving?â
âReally?â Yi wondered, âIs that so?â
Qing Chen irritably flipped through the article and found the freelancerâs byline: Twenty-two.
He clicked on the name Twenty-two, and to his surprise, discovered numerous articles, even including celebrity gossip.
With 12 million followers, it seemed he was quite a âbig Vâ.
âThis Twenty-two is one of your aliases, right?â Qing Chen asked, âYouâre a freelance writer as an artificial intelligence?â
Yi went silent for two seconds, âCanât an artificial intelligence be a freelance writer?â
Qing Chen said, âIt can, but before you described yourself as âaccurateâ and âwell-knownâ, didnât you think I might expose you?â
This time, Yiâs silence was even longer, âIs this what you call social death?â
âPretty much,â Qing Chen hadnât expected, this AI named Yi, had actually been mingling within human society for so long, âDo you have any other aliases?â
âNot telling you,â Yi said.
âHave you ever had an online romance?â Qing Chen asked curiously.
âWhy would I do such a thing!â Yi suddenly raised the pitch of its voice.
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