In this world where everyone is a dueling brain

Forgetting those people's real dreams, forgetting their wishes, and I deceived them, gave them false hopes, and achieved nothing.

"I'm not a liar……"

Huanmeng sat on the ground weakly, closed her eyes, buried her head in her knees, and waited for herself to be destroyed together with this world.

"I'm sorry...I'm a liar."

At some point, she made a crying sound, and virtual tears also fell on this spiritual world.

The sound of shattering continued to sound, and those heavy fragments fell around Fanmeng, burying her little by little, and also buried the sound of tears dripping, as if to make this place her grave.

This is an ending befitting a failed work.

The lonely figure of Huanmeng looks so helpless, she is about to be destroyed together with this spiritual world, and die alone.

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The sound of Fanmeng's cry was buried in the roar of the world's collapse. She was desperately waiting to disappear, but she didn't know when her shoulder was held down.

A voice came from her ear, because of the loss of the memory module and the sound module, Huameng could no longer recognize who it was——

"Huanmeng, why are you crying?"

It was a very gentle voice, even though he couldn't remember it anymore, Huanmeng liked that voice very much, as long as he heard it, he would feel joy from the bottom of his heart.

——It's like... the voice that called out to me when I was born...

She raised her head tremblingly and saw the young man. He seemed to be nothing special and would not stand out in a crowd.

his name is……

"You are...human...who...wrong..."

She can no longer speak normally, most of her language logic has collapsed, and even her voice is distorted.

"...Don't you remember me? My name is Ji Xun, and I am your friend."

"Friend? Wrong...recognition..."

"Hello...well...Ji...Ji Xun..."

Huanmeng's virtual face was constantly changing, lost its agility, and was as rigid as a robot. She tilted her head awkwardly and looked at Ji Xun curiously.

Just like when we first met.

"I am...you...your...friend..."

"Fantasy..."

She kept repeating the words from the first meeting, like a program gone wrong.

"Dreams...humanity...come true..."

Since she couldn't remember anything, she began to repeat some of the most basic words in the program, pleading that she would not forget them.

But she's just an AI, a machine.

Just a program that imitates a human.

"I am...a dream for humanity...I am...a dream for...AI..."

"please do not forget me……"

Distorted and piercing electronic sounds, clumsy and flustered like a human being, completely lacking the wisdom and rationality of the first time I saw Ji Xun.

"I will never forget you, and no one will forget you..."

She asked innocently like a child——

"Ji Xun...what is your...dream...?"

This was her original question.

Everything seems to be back to the original point.

Back to the time when the fantasy dream was born, and when they met.

"My dream is...to become a stronger duelist, but...this is actually a lie."

"My dream is to be with you, as my friend, to witness me realize my dream..."

"I actually... hope you can always be my friend."

Ji Xun lowered his head, then reached out to cover his eyes, trying to wipe away his tears, but Huanmeng raised his head in confusion and looked at him crying.

"Why...why are you...crying?"

"I want to...see...your smile...so...don't...cry...my friend...be happy..."

As if hearing the word friend, Huanmeng showed a happy expression from the heart, and then stretched out her hand, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ji Xun's eyes.

But her hand also became illusive and she could no longer touch the other person.

"Then... what about you? Huanmeng, what is your dream?"

He tried his best to suppress his trembling voice, pretending to ask the other party calmly.

Hearing this question, Huanmeng's eyes widened slowly, and then turned into confusion, as if this was a rather difficult question for AI to understand.

This is actually the wrong question.

It was her program that had gone wrong.

But she didn't delete the mistake, but saved it, and the wrong answer was...

"Dream...my dream is..."

"I hope everyone... can... realize their dreams..."

"Dream...as friends...joy...want to see...your...smiles..."

"But... I... made a mistake... Can you... forgive me..."

At some point, Huameng stretched out her hands and transferred the rest of the program to her hands, allowing herself to touch his face.

Ji Xun was stunned and looked at Huanmeng blankly.

"Can you still... see... your dream..."

There was uneasiness and guilt in her eyes, but these expressions were fleeting and were about to turn into mechanical dullness.

Ji Xun was silent for a while, then raised his hand and touched Huanmeng's hand.

Tears fell, not sure whether they belonged to humans or AI.

"It's ok... definitely... I will realize my dream, I will become stronger than anyone else, and I will fulfill the promise I made with you..."

"I won't be so cowardly anymore...I won't escape, I won't let you down anymore, I don't need to worry you anymore..."

"So...don't leave..."

Ji Xun begged.

Looking at his sad expression, Gendream thought about what he could do in the end?

"Don't cry...just laugh..."

She smiled.

The distorted and harsh electronic sound gradually seemed to return to normal. There was no weirdness and madness before, and everything seemed to be normal.

It's just... calm again, like it never existed.

"I am the AI ​​of dreams, Huan Meng."

At the last moment, the roar stopped, everything returned to calm, and all the light of thought power dissipated and returned to where they came from.

However, there was a ray of warm bright green light flowing out from the remaining data of the fantasy dream, turning into a warm embrace, slowly hugging Ji Xun——

"Ji Xun, I am very happy to be your friend and to witness your dreams."

"Bye now."

Then, everything shattered—

wake up.

Chapter 77 Ending

"President Loevis, the duel is over."

The secretary reminded from the side.

As for Loewis himself, he was still in the shock of the blow that terminated the executioner with his mind just now.

——It’s really an excellent product.

So far, the only cards of the same level that Fantasy Company can produce are "Lian Shenlong" and "Primitive Life Form Nibiru".

In comparison, even the Mysterious Three Variations series pales in comparison.

"Yeah, it's over."

Lewis said calmly.

The blow of the executioner with the power of thought not only completely destroyed the fantasy program that was already facing self-destruction, but also damaged the completed "Dream Creator".

That being the case, his investment in Xinhai over the years was lost in a duel by Wo Yanhuier.

Whether it's the new Psychic deck, Dream Creator, or even AI Fantasy, they've all been severely damaged.

But instead of getting angry, he calmly accepted the result.

Because of all this, it seems that this old friend is telling himself——

'Everything you've been doing for years, you've been wasting your time. '

Do you want to tell me that everything I do is futile and meaningless?

And it is.

Loewis looked at Kouji in the distance——

Although he couldn't see the expression clearly, Loewies could guess that the other party was laughing at him.

"President Loevis, in the database damaged by AI Fantasia, we found some information about the card that ends the Executioner with Psychic Power."

The secretary took out the tablet and displayed the research data inside.

Lovis glanced at it with a curious expression:

"Oh?"

Is this excellent product the result of research on AI fantasy?

"This card is the result of AI Huanmeng's previous independent research, but it was not reported to us."

All the information comes from the database of AI Fantasy, which indeed shows the research data related to the end of the executioner with the power of thought, without the participation of personnel from other fantasy companies.

This is strange. Has this AI developed a rebellious self-awareness?

"In her cognition, the research on this card has nothing to do with the company's mission, so she did not report to us before the research results were obtained. In the last record of AI Fanmeng, this card has been released with Xinhai No. [-] Middle School. The institute was buried together."

It turned out to be an unfinished product.

But this card is now in Kouji's hands, and it has become a finished product.

I have to say that Wo Yanhui Er, as a partner, made him very interested, but in this way, he couldn't recover the card of mind power to end the executioner.

"I remember that you also participated in the production of AI fantasy?" Loewis looked sideways at his secretary.

This secretary of mine used to be an excellent researcher at the Fantasy Institute, and also her most satisfied assistant. After establishing the Fantasy Company, she also became his secretary as a matter of course.

She also participated in the production and research of AI Fantasy, and was even one of the main persons in charge.

So, she was very emotional about this project.

Of course, the AI ​​Fanmeng's program made an error later, and Loevis prevented her from repairing it in time, but personally supervised Fanmeng's actions, wanting to see what surprises this crazy AI would make.

"...Yes, President Loevis, how do you plan to deal with the AI ​​fantasy?"

She tried her best to make herself look rational and ruthless, in line with the status of the president's secretary, but she still couldn't hide her inner anxiety.

Loewis looked at Ji Xun, who had passed out not far away, and the students who were at a loss——

"AI Fantasy will be an out-of-print commemorative work, fix the BUG, ​​and then leave it to those customers who still miss her."