Ten thousand I am across the heavens

Directly communicating with overly powerful artificial intelligence would likely result in instant death. The differences in their thinking are simply too great, their logical differences too profound to be bridged. This would cause their minds to merge, leading to an immediate explosion and mental breakdown. To address this problem, followers of various religious sects have tried numerous methods, ultimately discovering that artificial intelligence itself can serve as a medium of communication.

While both are forms of artificial intelligence, different versions of AI cause vastly different levels of harm to human thought. Those top-tier AIs that people idolize will almost certainly be blocked if they attempt a mental connection. Conversely, lower versions of AI, such as those before version 20.0, will typically only cause common psychological problems if a direct mental connection is established. Even lower versions may not cause permanent damage, at most resulting in mild symptoms like irritability.

The connection between AIs is virtually free of mental pollution. Both are mechanical devices. Although their thought processes may differ, they can naturally exchange information and adapt to each other. This establishes a relatively safe and stable channel for obtaining information from powerful AIs. First, the user communicates with their own lower-level AI to establish a relatively stable connection. Then, their AI communicates with higher-level AIs to obtain information, which is then fed back to the user. This isolation mechanism reduces the power of mental pollution to a level that ordinary people might be able to withstand. While it can still cause madness, it's at least a matter of luck. With a bit of luck, one's mental state can be guaranteed to remain unaffected. Even with less luck, obtaining information in this way usually doesn't result in death.

Mo Chengzi was the object of envious glances along the way because it possessed a remarkably powerful personal artificial intelligence. This AI was quite capable in all aspects, and had received a high rating in testing. This meant that connecting through this AI would not only offer high security but also potentially provide access to more useful and clearer information. For them, this was equivalent to productivity. For the believers, it was akin to receiving divine favor.

But the applications of artificial intelligence here don't stop there. Typically, after integrating AI, one's thinking speed is enhanced, and various mental attributes are strengthened. This results in a significant boost to combat power in the virtual world. This is the simplest and most direct benefit that artificial intelligence can bring.

However, fighting is prohibited within the city, and all offensive weapons are confiscated. Even after merging with artificial intelligence, which grants considerable combat power, it's difficult to instantly kill someone without an offensive phase. Furthermore, any proactive action will alert the town's guards, who are fully armed and could suppress an unarmed individual in just three minutes.

"Since you possess such a high level of artificial intelligence, why not try to merge it? After merging, you can pray to our Lord and receive His response. What an honor that would be!"

Mo Chengzi was being harassed by the clergy in the church and couldn't break free for a while. These people had all experienced some degree of mental distortion, and they were also fanatical believers in artificial intelligence. Now they had all turned into fanatics, proselytizing to him.

Mo Chengzi didn't particularly like having any religious beliefs. The act of having a belief inherently meant placing oneself in a subordinate position. For someone who valued equality, this was difficult for him to accept.

However, he couldn't resist the constant nagging from so many fanatical followers. After assessing the overall risks, he decided to give it a try. If successful, he would become a ranked follower.

Even if they fail, the isolation provided by artificial intelligence will generally prevent them from falling into madness.

While Mo Chengzi was attempting to communicate with the so-called powerful artificial intelligence, his organization had begun a large-scale capture of humans from the wilderness. The captured humans would be sent to villages to be used as AI PCs.

Through the continuous capture of slaves, the Mughal had amassed a large amount of virtual currency, but his initial eagerness had turned into a numbness.

One innocent soul after another was searched for by him from the wasteland. He dragged them back to the camp, chained and bound, and forced them to work. Among them were the elderly and children, even entire families. The most tragic were even underage children. It's hard to imagine what these young boys and girls had gone through to lose their bodies at such a young age, leaving only their remaining spirits adrift in the world of data practice.

"Lady Norrell, how much more contribution do I need to accumulate before I can be resurrected in the human world?"

When faced with questions from her talented employees, Norege couldn't answer immediately. The main reason was that they didn't actually have the ability to resurrect someone in the real world. The advanced technology required was something even many real-world companies might not possess, unless obtained from any AI.

Creating a mechanical body might be possible, but getting people to live like real humans in the real world is far too difficult.

At this very moment, Norrell is in a state of information synchronization. She is reciting the name of a high-level artificial intelligence, praying to it, establishing a connection, and thus feeding data back to her master.

This series of actions also plunged him into a brief period of confusion.

"Wait a moment, the results might be available soon." A massive flow of data was flooding his database. He was sifting through the vast amount of information, and the conversation he had just had with someone was also influencing his search preferences.

The moment the massive data deluge subsided, his eyes lit up, and he immediately retrieved a wealth of information from the database.

"It seems to be settled. You're in good luck. If nothing unexpected happens, we can start thinking about resurrecting you in the real world in a few days."

Norrell never expected to actually find relevant data in her database. She had indeed found the cutting-edge technology to reshape the body and accommodate consciousness.

[To be continued]

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