Star Dome Railway, I am surrounded by strange things!

"Excuse me, how long will it take for the data transfer to be completed?"

Fortunately, although the Silver Wolf, who was completely isolated from the world, still did not respond, the Q-version Silver Wolf figure floating beside her suddenly spoke, and answered in an electronic voice with a hint of intimacy:

"An estimated seventy-one hours, my friend."

"Why is it so slow?" Bronya, who thought she could get rid of the other party if she just endured for a while, felt terrible after hearing this terrifying number.

Seventy-one hours? Are you trying to copy the Planet Think Tank?

For the next three days, my chambers will be filled with this scene? What kind of rumors will spread if the public finds out?

However, in response to Bronya's questioning, the cute silver wolf holding the staff suddenly changed to an emotionless, inorganic voice:

"I'm sorry, given your level of civilization and the level of this planet, I can't make you understand. After all, I'm just an intelligent module, without any intelligence. I'm sorry."

This polite and sarcastic tone instantly broke Bronya's defense. She stood up and said in a tone that was not at all like that of a Guardian:

"In that case, see you in three days. I wish you a pleasant time together, my two 'friends'!"

After saying that, she stomped hard on the door she had kicked open and stormed out of the guest room. Xier also gave a murderous glare, and after a final tirade against the shattered door, she left the room completely to her two "friends," especially Jiang Yan, who looked completely hopeless.

I don't want space, I just want sleep.

Are there any long-lasting sleeping pills? The kind that lasts three days straight?

Oops, I've Been Caught by a Fool!: Chapter 106: An Unexpected Gain

Of course, there is no sleeping pill that can knock down a strong man of Jiang Yan's level. His spirit has been trained to be extremely strong by Ting Yun. If he wants to fall asleep under external stimulation, he can only think of highly toxic compounds or cryogenic chambers.

Even with all these outrageous things, Jiang Yan wouldn't use them. What would you gain from spending your time sleeping? Since you're idle anyway, why not take this opportunity to learn some real-world editing?

So even though Silver Wolf was too busy to pay attention to him, Jiang Yan still started to work with her four intelligent modules:

"Little one, are you the intelligent module of Silver Wolf responsible for handling things? What are your names?"

The cute silver wolf holding the staff nodded politely and replied:

"Meeting is fate, my friend. Thank you for providing us with enough space to keep us constantly loading. I am the communication module of Silver Wolf's intelligent AI, Prometheus—"Friend." This is the combat module, "Demon King," and the data analysis and processing modules, "Worker," and "Slave."

What a terrible name... Jiang Yan muttered silently.

It is obviously a portable AI that we use almost every moment, so can’t we give it a nicer name like Youyou or Xiaoai?

However, Jiang Yan did not intend to dwell on the issue of naming taste, but asked directly:

"Friend, can you give me some simple tips on reality editing during this time?"

The cute silver wolf nodded politely and said in her unique electronic voice:

"I'm glad to be of service to you and to repay your generosity. Silver Wolf said that if you need anything during this period, please feel free to ask and we will do our best to meet your needs."

Jiang Yan was flattered by this attitude. This lawless fellow's AI was actually so polite? It was indeed a communication module named "Friend."

However, he overthought it. Most of the time, his "friends" would just be like Silver Wolf himself, using all kinds of venomous words to reject the various requests and communication applications from the hackers of Punklord to Silver Wolf, the idol.

The reason why Jiang Yan was given such preferential treatment, in addition to Silver Wolf's order, was entirely out of gratitude to Jiang Yan, the cloud service provider, for finally freeing their four intelligent modules from endless compression and decompression, loading and deletion and becoming a stable existence.

Soon, the "friend" took out a cute flashlight the size of a pinky finger, turned on a projection screen in front of Jiang Yan, and began her lovely teaching with cute electronic sounds.

In Jiang Yan's imagination, a reality editor should be like a programmer. After writing a program, reality will change accordingly, allowing the entire world to be edited and modulated by oneself.

But obviously, the reason why this universe is not ruled by Punklord is simple: this thing is neither that powerful nor that convenient.

This universe truly does have a code or rule that can directly modify reality; that is "existence." For example, if you use the ether to shape imaginary forces into the shape of an apple, a real apple will appear. After all, this world is made of imaginary forces.

It's a shame that no one has considered using this method to arbitrarily alter the world. The reason is simple: while this method is nearly omnipotent, it's also meaningless. Given the time and energy to create an apple, people could easily make an infinite number of them. Who would do such a foolish thing?

But on Punklod, a planet constructed of data and characters, the boundary between reality and illusion is as blurred as its day and night. In the eyes of the inhabitants of this planet, all things in the world are made up of various symbols. Editing them is naturally a thousand times easier than directly constructing a complete existence with imaginary numbers.

With such unique conditions, Punklod naturally developed a complete "language" that leveraged logic and mathematics to conveniently influence reality, which became the cornerstone of modern reality editing. When energy biomimeticization solved the problem of massive runtime libraries being unsustainable for reality editing, and AI-assisted computing replaced most repetitive tasks, this technology, with its power and magic, became a symbol of Punklod's hacker fame throughout the universe.

After her "friend" lovingly demonstrated how she'd translated Silver Wolf's needs into code, Jiang Yan finally understood why Silver Wolf could manipulate reality so easily. In his previous life, that would have been enough to stun any programmer. It turned out she only needed to feed the AI ​​and optimize its algorithms and models. Actually, doing the actual work was simple: just throw something at the AI, and once it produced the results, just click "Run!"

That's it? Even if I do it... that's definitely not possible.

After understanding the powerful nature of the Silver Wolf, Jiang Yan suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

How do I learn this?

When it comes to learning programming, Jiang Yan is confident that as long as he spends some time studying hard and finds ready-made materials on the platform, he will basically be able to get the hang of it.

But this AI algorithm and model optimization... is beyond the scope! It will take several years and a whole team of talented people to master it.

Even with his friendship with Silver Wolf, he could easily ask her to help him develop a similar AI and take charge of its subsequent maintenance. But what's the point? Can you still call it your own strength to just ask someone to update the version every once in a while?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan shook his head and gave up this easy way to gain power.

If you prefer external forces, why not get a Blazing Crossbow from the Cloud Cavalry's Divine Arm, which has a range of dozens of kilometers and guarantees that most enemies will be reduced to ash in one shot? If you become obsessed with powers that don't belong to you, you won't get far on the road to destiny.

Forget it, I'm free anyway, so I might as well give it a try... Driven by the powerful force of "since I'm here", Jiang Yan, who had nothing to do anyway, chose to learn AI algorithm and model optimization from his "friend" without hesitation.

After all, if even a non-professional scholar like Punklord Hacker has such difficulty communicating, then when he arrives at the Black Tower Space Station, won't he be locked in a cage by Ms. Black Tower and fed bananas every day?

Soon, however, Jiang Yan began to thank himself for his persistence, because the power of the "Friends" AI module far exceeded even the imagination of Jiang Yan, a primitive man.

Soon, she used real-life examples to tell Jiang Yan that artificial intelligence at her level no longer needed any complex mathematical and logical tools to optimize. It only needed to be provided with sufficient information and the imagination unique to real life to achieve true autonomous learning.

When AI teaches others how to train AI, it naturally achieves twice the result with half the effort. When all the difficult mathematical and logical theories are solved by the AI ​​itself, and only the AI ​​needs to provide ideas and data, even a primitive person like Jiang Yan regains confidence. With the cooperation of Silver Wolf, he begins to enthusiastically use the opportunity to independently learn from the massive amount of data transmitted to him, witnessing the effects of this learning up close.

It had to be said that training AIs was a truly enjoyable experience, especially watching them "eat" the knowledge and instantly grow. It was a thousand times more fun than raising a pet. Silver Wolf didn't even wait for the data to be fully transmitted before he began feeding his AI.

She had originally intended to teach Jiang Yan, so she certainly didn't mind being watched and having the AI ​​teach her. Jiang Yan, who had initially been unsure how to survive those three days, quickly became absorbed in it, even refusing to sleep. He simply wanted to learn more from Silver Wolf about how AI digested this vast amount of information, so that his own future AI could evolve more rapidly.

Especially when he learned that Silver Wolf wanted to move as many "gods" as possible formed by the gathering of countless Punk Lord hackers, Jiang Yan was extremely excited.

If he wanted to increase his information-carrying capacity, why would he need Silver Wolf to help him level up? Just keep his sister well-fed, show off some meat and cuteness, and let her split into pieces a few more times, and he'd be able to increase his arm's capacity as much as he wanted. This guy's upper limit is a Great Lord of Extinction!

If the excess energy is not used to store things, will it all be burned in flames in the passion like last time?

Silver Wolf himself is so powerful. When the "God" comes to his arm completely, how powerful a force can he create?

Jiang Yan just imagined it, and his enthusiasm for learning soared again.

If you don't study hard, you'll miss this opportunity. Why are you sleeping? Get up and have fun!

So for three whole days, apart from getting the most basic sleep to maintain concentration, Jiang Yan was almost always in a state of conscious connection with Silver Wolf, and he almost "intently" perceived the process of her screening and feeding her four AIs. Only after all the information was digested did the two of them stretch their bodies in satisfaction, and break away from the liver emperor state that lasted for three days and three nights.

Silver Wolf just snapped his fingers lightly, and two big pixel-style hands picked up the drink cups and wrapping papers in front of the two people's table one by one and threw them all into the trash can.

Although Bronya had stormed out of the room earlier, she hadn't compromised on the two's hospitality. Sandwiches, pancakes, hamburgers, and cream bread... practically every single-handed food and drink was provided for them to choose from. In this chaotic environment, the previous Silver Wolf would never have been able to perform such quick and precise operations.

"Hahahaha, my Prometheus is now invincible!" Silver Wolf jumped up with joy, put his hands on his hips, and couldn't wait to make a big news on the interstellar Internet and show off his new power.

But then she turned her head to look at Jiang Yan, hesitated for a moment, then sat down again and said to him:

"I'm a man of my words. I'll create your very own AI right now. You can use the data I transfer to you at will. Hurry up and level up. I'll take you to see the real big scene!"

After saying that, he continued to hold Jiang Yan's arms with both hands, copied and pasted the four AIs together, and prepared to customize a new AI according to Jiang Yan's needs:

"Tell me, what kind of random...what do you want?"

In Silver Wolf's perception, the moment she completed the copying and fusion of her AI Prometheus, the entire energy space in Jiang Yan's arm began to pulsate strangely. The copy of Prometheus, which had no authority and had not even been fully packaged, suddenly obtained the highest authority in the entire space, even surpassing the real Prometheus, who was the manager of the entire space.

At the same time, it seemed as if every energy particle in the entire space began to pulsate strangely at a frequency that Silver Wolf could not understand at all, and began to self-encapsulate, as if to turn this huge database into an organic whole.

"Someone attacked me? Who was it? That's interesting!"

The silver wolf's fur instantly stood up, and its fingers tapped Jiang Yan's arm at a speed that left an afterimage. Countless symbols began to slide rapidly in its eyes, frantically screening and controlling the space in Jiang Yan's arm.

When Silver Wolf summoned the hackers of Punklord to work for the "God of Creation", she had already anticipated that some of her colleagues would take the opportunity to challenge her.

This was perfectly normal. If you followed the rules, what was the point of being a hacker? In Punklord, becoming a legend was a matter of convention.

A senior? A legend? An invisible emperor? The more authoritative someone is, the more worthy of a challenge, isn't it?

However, Silver Wolf didn't care about this at all. If she couldn't defeat her peers, how could she pursue the path to success in life?

However, what she never expected was that there was actually a newcomer who could break through her defense network, giving her a huge surprise.

Yes, it was a surprise.

What better way to validate your newfound power than with a powerful opponent?

So Silver Wolf, with a broad smile on his face, conducted a rapid search in the space.

But unfortunately, it didn't take long for the smile on her face to completely disappear.

There were no traces, no traces of any human operation. Even after she screened all the channels leading to the outside, she found no signs of remote control.

Impossible! Silver Wolf was completely confused.

When it comes to cyberattack and defense, even someone as powerful as the King of Screw Star would only return empty-handed. Who else in the entire universe could have attacked his own home without him being able to find a trace of it?

However, the facts are before their eyes. The entire space is still in an unreasonable self-encapsulation, and the copy of Prometheus has completely become the master of the entire space, leaving Silver Wolf completely helpless and able to only admit his failure with hatred.

What should I do next? Leave a stamp to taunt him? Delete the data? Or take this space for myself? Or even use it to destroy this guy?

Silver Wolf was weaving logic bombs and paradox viruses, preparing to give up this space to protect Jiang Yan's safety at the critical moment, while waiting for the other party to play the next card.

However, none of her imaginations materialized. This space continued to pulse with life at a rapid pace. The encapsulated entity, resonating with power, became increasingly inseparable, completing countless details. Compared to her own life, composed of data and code, the entity, composed of pulsating energy, felt more like a real living being.

Just after all this was completed, the ether in front of Jiang Yan suddenly underwent a violent fluctuation. A complete imaginary force projection was instantly completed, transforming into the image of a girl who was almost identical to Silver Wolf, only a few years younger. She said to Silver Wolf:

"Thank you for creating me, Daddy."

After that, he turned around and said to Jiang Yan:

"Thank you for giving birth to me, Mom."

"I am Prometheus, your child."

Oops, I've been entangled by a fool! : Chapter 107 Parent-child time

"This, this, this, this...this is not right!" Silver Wolf was so scared that he jumped up.

Although she intended to create an AI that was as omniscient and omnipotent as an "artificial god", she did not intend to create a real life that could call her dad.

Silver Wolf had certainly seen other energy life forms: the fire demons of Tophet, the digital demons of the electronic holy prison Inupis, and various other strange energy creatures. She had dealt with them all and even clashed with them. But how could these creatures have the ability to reproduce?

This guy is so perverted. Can a little information stored in his possession give birth to life? Does he believe in "reproduction"?

Silver Wolf desperately wanted to deny her relationship with the digital lifeform calling itself Prometheus. However, after thinking it over for a long time, she couldn't find any reason to deny it.

The Prometheus that constitutes the other party's consciousness was completely written and optimized by himself bit by bit;

The data and codes that constitute the other party's existence are completely passed on line by line;

According to the standards of the Punklord hackers, this kind of relationship is countless times closer than the most responsible "mentor", and countless times closer and more reliable than blood ties. Even if the other party is just a human who has not yet been sublimated, she can completely call herself the "Daughter of the Silver Wolf".

What made Silver Wolf's eyes darken even more was that Prometheus had started calling himself that on the Internet...

Just as she had worked tirelessly to rally the hackers of Punklod to "create a god," so too had the attention now garnered on Punklod. Countless Punklod hackers were eager to see how this invisible emperor, the idol worshipped by countless hackers, would create the "god," and when everyone could begin praying to the god to receive "divine grace."

While Silver Wolf's reputation in Punklode was useful, expecting others to work for nothing was a mistake. When she recruited other hackers, she promised that no matter how much information they sent, after the artificial god was born, all that information would be shared with them, becoming their cloud drive for remote access. This earned the enthusiastic cooperation of almost half of Punklode.

Now that the time has come to redeem themselves, the hackers are shocked to discover that this artificial god who calls herself "Prometheus, Daughter of the Silver Wolf" is not just the omniscient and omnipotent database they imagined, but a real soul who can chat with them in a humane way, express gratitude to them, and help them easily complete the task of data sorting and transmission!

After feeling and repeatedly confirming the situation in front of them, the hackers quickly entered a state of madness. Almost all hackers were frantically communicating all the information they had obtained with everyone they knew, and sharing and venting their excitement.

As expected of the Silver Wolf! The King of Punchlord! A legend among us!

While the hackers of Punklod are renowned throughout the galaxy, their methods seemingly miraculous to ordinary eyes, no one understands a harsh truth better than the hackers themselves: this is a universe ruled by star gods. Without a star god at the summit of the lofty mountain of reality editing, there's naturally no path to the summit. No matter how hard everyone tries, no matter how much the wisdom and power of generations of hackers converge, if this situation remains unresolved, they will never be able to overcome this final obstacle in the universe.

Just when everyone was close to despair, after seeing the "Prometheus" created by the Silver Wolf who had traveled the furthest on this road, almost every hacker's mind immediately flashed the miracle of Zandar I. Kuwahara creating Boshizun.

Man-made gods? They should be man-made star gods!

Even though this artificial god "Prometheus" is closer to an energy life than the Star God, she has now opened up data sharing permissions for everyone. The way everyone calls data from her and gains power is very similar to the way the Star God blesses the Messenger, and the Messenger gains power from the Star God and Destiny.

Just a simple comparison ignited a raging fire in the hearts of hackers.

If everyone continues to contribute to the cause of creating Star God, what will happen in ten years? What will happen in twenty years?

Will there be a great star god born who truly represents the spirit of Punk Lord and existentialism?

Will it make all those who work hard for it become emissaries with power of varying degrees?

Let’s do it! No one wants to stop us from making the original investment!

However, seeing his colleagues madly sharing and spreading their ideas on the Punklord network, and seeing these crazy people decide to name today Punklord's "God's Birthday", Silver Wolf was going crazy.

Creating a star god? You guys are even more adventurous than me!

I am indeed very confident in myself, but I am not so arrogant as to be on par with the smartest mind in the history of the universe!