A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 118 Even Artificial Intelligence Feels Pain
“Mingfei, come here, let me tell you about the key points of the course on the Dragon Genealogy and the summary of the thesis.”

“Mingfei, Magic Mechanics is actually very simple and not difficult. Look, this concept here can be understood as…”

"Haha, isn't it delicious? Let me tell you, the secret to making this kind of German sausage delicious is to refrigerate it before stirring, so the meat won't stick together."

"囧!" Lu Mingfei gradually became depressed. No, why was Fingel, the academic genius, able to repeat a year for eight years?
Is the Kassel graduation thesis incredibly difficult?

In fact, Lu Mingfei was very grateful to Fingel. This senior brother never looked down on his dullness and diligently tutored him, tirelessly sharing knowledge with him.

However, Fingel's overly attentiveness always made Lu Mingfei feel a strange sense of crisis in some areas. Was his senior brother being too nice to him?

After-school tutoring is fine, but to talk at length about the secrets of making German sausages while having late-night snacks in the cafeteria is just too absurd, isn't it?
Little did they know, Fingel was ecstatic!

It seems he's found the user manual for this S-rank junior brother!

Fingel originally planned to apply the knowledge he had learned earlier, as taught by Mr. Fool, such as using ritual magic to create talismans.

But Fingel accidentally discovers that when he teaches Lu Mingfei knowledge and protects that knowledge as a legacy, the potion is digested incredibly quickly!
It digests the potion much faster than previous readers and reasoning students.

It's like the knowledge protector unilaterally believes that Lu Mingfei, this "loser," is better at protecting knowledge; no wonder he was rated S-class.

Fingel has taught others as well, but he only digests a tiny bit of the Guardian Potion, which is nothing compared to Lu Mingfei!

Limited by his lack of knowledge and unaware of the concept of 'personality', Fingel could only summarize a simple rule.

Digestion also depends on the object. Choosing the right object can accelerate the digestion of the potion, and the efficiency is directly proportional to the bloodline of the object.

It is unclear whether Lu Mingfei's hidden position is the real reason for accelerating the digestion of the potion.

After quickly finishing their late-night snack, the fellow students returned to their dorm and drifted off to sleep, or more accurately, Lu Mingfei was the only one who slept soundly.

At 2 a.m., after judging from Lu Mingfei's continuous breathing rate and intensity that he was really asleep, Fingel quietly left the dormitory and headed to the library openly.

Don't get me wrong, Fingel loves reading and learning now, but it's not to the point of staying up all night in the library.

Fingel's real destination was the basement of the library, inside Kassel. Few students knew that the mainframe of the artificial intelligence Norma was stored in the basement of the library.

When Norma was being built, Kassel dug deep underground spaces, and the Norma mainframe alone occupied floors one through six underground.

In other words, if you put the Norma PC out to sunbathe, it would be as tall as a six-story building.

As an artificial intelligence system that can monitor the world without leaving Kassel, security facilities are naturally of paramount importance.

The underground building's exterior walls are made of alloy plates that can withstand high explosives, and every area is densely scanned by infrared lasers, making it impossible for even a small, immature mouse to pass through silently.

The highest level of security standards are adopted, and entry is only granted if all three criteria—iris recognition, voiceprint recognition, and fingerprint recognition—are met.

Otherwise, it will only trigger Norma's alarm and an automatic armed counterattack.

Despite the stringent security measures, it felt almost like home to Fingel, who stopped in front of the library's underground entrance.

Completely disregarding the devices that collect iris scans, voiceprints, and fingerprints, they simply swipe a black, unmarked card across the screen, instantly paralyzing the security system.

Thousands of infrared laser scanners lost power, hundreds of monitoring circuits lost power, the warning lights of the security system turned green, and nine metal doors, comparable to the Dragon-Slaying Stone of an ancient tomb, simultaneously unlocked.

With this, Finger was able to enter Norma's core data center without any obstacles.

Less than a minute and a half later, Professor Manstein arrived to investigate the strike on the Norma defense mechanism, accompanied by more than a dozen burly Kassel school workers.

Norma, as if blind, spouted lies, claiming there were no intruders and that the intelligent security system was simply shut down after deleting excessive redundant data.

They managed to trick Manstein into going back.

In Norma's core server room, Norma, who had tricked the professor, spoke through the surrounding speakers in a 360° surround sound: "The video you entered has been faked; your image has been removed."

"When I leave later, I'll put the security system into a dormant state. Is there anything wrong with suddenly coming over?"

"..." Fingel wanted to laugh, but couldn't. How could that innocent and romantic girl, the girl who would hold his hand for more than ten hours every day, ask such a question?

Can't I come to see her if there's nothing wrong?
Couldn't it be because of longing?
Of course, it's also possible that he was genuinely overjoyed upon discovering that Lu Mingfei could accelerate the Guardians' digestion, and wanted to find his beloved girl to share his happiness. Fingel knew very well that even though his teacher Nicholas possessed the highest level of alchemy among humans, he could only barely place EVA's soul, unable to fully revive her.

“Let me see you.” Fingel sat down on the cool, anti-static ceramic tiles. “Enter the EVA personality activation program.”

Norma's voice gradually changed from a completely artificial female voice to the voice of a teenage girl: "Whether it's the Norma personality or the EVA personality, I am still me."

"Because of my special soul and special words, I was able to survive that disaster until now."

Because of EVA's unique nature, her soul was able to follow Fingel all the way from the Greenland ice sea back to Kassel, where Nicholas managed to persuade her to stay.

Ultimately, it was developed into artificial intelligence to assist Kassel in all his actions.

The projector lights flickered, forming an ethereal and unreal figure that floated in mid-air, its feet not touching the ground. It was precisely because of this that one could see that its beautiful black hair was even longer than its feet.

“EVA…” When Fingel saw his favorite girl again, this usually carefree boy’s eyes welled up with tears. He staggered to his feet and stepped into the projection light as if he were drunk.

Slowly, very slowly, she raised her hand, as if to touch a beautiful dream that was out of reach and would shatter at the slightest touch.

The large hand passed through the illusory small hand; a projection is ultimately just a projection. No matter how advanced Kassel's technology is, it is currently impossible to develop the black technology of turning virtual reality into reality.

EVA looked at Fingel with concern, worried about her boyfriend, and ready to comfort him at any moment.

Based on past data analysis, every time Finger tries to reach out but fails, he becomes more depressed, disappointed, and regretful. At this time, he needs a gentle girlfriend to soothe his heartache.

A strange thing happened. This time, Fingel was neither sad nor dejected. Instead, his eyes shone with a golden brilliance.

Those fiercely dazzling golden eyes were so intense: "EVA, give me a few more years, really, just a few years."

"I have found a way to save you!"

EVA watched Fingel silently, then the six-story mainframe lit up with a red light, producing a slight, noisy sound of hard drive read/write data.

This is the host making a judgment, judging Fingel's mental state, EVA's emotional personality, or rather, EVA's soul wanting to believe in Fingel.

The machine only knows that the dead cannot be brought back to life.

As a result, a conflict arose between the core of artificial intelligence and its underlying code, placing a tremendous burden on computation.

EVA frowned suddenly, as if she felt a strange pang of heartache. She wanted to believe, but was judged as impossible.

This feeling of heartache is not recorded in electronic data; it has only occurred a few times.

“EVA.” Fortunately, Fingel stopped her in time: “Don’t think too much. Trust me, just give me some more time. You don’t need to think about it.”

Even though it was just a supercomputer host, the increasingly loud noise of the hard drive reading and writing data made Fingel feel inexplicably distressed, and he ordered the EVA to stop its autonomous calculation.

A few seconds later, the server room returned to its usual quiet and deserted state.

Staring intently at the illusory projection of EVA, Fingel finally remembered the purpose of his trip: "Also, I need to do you a small favor."

"Principal Angers, did he give you any orders to secretly monitor and eavesdrop on me, Chu Zihang, and Su Xi?"

EVA shook her head in a very humane way, then nodded: "Nothing was detected. Principal Angers' order to monitor you was not detected."

"However, at 01:54 yesterday morning, we received an order from the principal to closely monitor and eavesdrop on two students, Chu Zihang and Su Qian."

It's completely unclear whether those little gestures of shaking and nodding were genuine human nature or just stalling for time to check the database.

Fingel also understood that Angers was unlikely to use EVA to monitor him; given their relationship, Angers wasn't stupid.

“Fake it, imitate their past words and actions, and fabricate all normal messages.”

"Don't let Kassel, and especially don't let Principal Angers, discover their little secret."

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