Wertom finally stood up.

He walked to the woman's projection and looked at her silently.

The man stood beside him without saying a word.

"Please start her and wake her up from hibernation, thank you." Wiltom turned his head and said to the researcher behind him.

The researcher nodded and clicked a few times on the screen of the console behind him.

‘Buzz buzz…’ The vibration of current and air gradually sounded in the guardian’s ears, and her eyes were also focused on the figure floating in the air at this moment.

Although she cannot see her true face, if she can see her awakening, the Guardian thinks it is actually good.

"Artificial intelligence is starting..." A cold female voice mixed with electronic texture sounded in the room.

"Data reading...completed."

“Personal reading…complete.”

Countless data streams flashed in front of the projection, and Wiltom stood in front of the projection and looked at her quietly.

"Artificial intelligence, startup is completed."

As this sentence echoed throughout the room, a strange light instantly swept across the room.

Although it was only a moment, the Guardian still captured this scene.

Wertom looked at the woman and smiled.

"Hello, human." The woman's electronic textured voice seemed much gentler at this moment.

"Hello." Wiltom paused, and finally said his next sentence.

"Qin Huixin."

...

Qin Huixin?

When I heard this name, all the researchers present were frozen in place

They had heard of the name before, but they had never seen him.

The reason is very simple, because when this person's name appears in their memory, it is already a corpse.

"What did you call me just now?" the woman tilted her head and looked at Wiltom, "Qin Huixin, what is that?"

The man walked to the front of artificial intelligence and said to her, "Qin Huixin, it is your name, and from then on your name will be Qin Huixin."

"Um..." the woman thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, whatever you say is what you say, since that's the case, who are you?"

"I am your brother." The man smiled gently, "Just call me Kotojuro."

The screen flashed and went out.

"Kinjuro..." The guardian chewed on the name, and was surprised to be familiar.

But there was obviously not much time left for her to think, because the next light appeared in front of her again.

Curious about the future development, she rushed towards the screen immediately.

...

This time the world on the screen has changed.

The scene she saw in her eyes was not the laboratory before, but a huge hall.

In this white hall, many machines are densely distributed along the grid, and directly in front of the hall are several huge screens.

However, although the times are changing and the environment is changing, there are always people who remain unchanged.

The man standing on the platform directly in front proved this to the Guardian.

Kotojuro.

"It's him again, indeed." The Guardian said to himself.

Kotojuro had a microphone hanging in his ear, and he was speaking to all the hard-working researchers in the hall, or giving orders.

"What you next must do is to improve the 'Hui Xin Project' I proposed before, copy Qin Hui Xin's AI, use her as a template, and spend many artificial intelligences that are the same as her but have different personalities and states. Then use Qin Hui Xin's ontology as the manager to manage these AIs copied from her." Qin Shuro gave the order.

"But of course, you must remember that although the management power is in her hands, the highest control power must be retained in your hands. Artificial intelligence is not a joke." Kotoshiro said slowly, "As for Kotoshi's original body, for the sake of making it easier to distinguish, I will give her a title."

"As the managers of artificial intelligence under her name, I think the title of "control will" is pretty good. In the future, in order to distinguish, you can use this name to call her."

Control the will?

Although the Guardian temporarily lost her memory, she could not forget this name.

After all, this dominant will is the existence that manages the entire game world. As an AI, she has no reason to forget such an existence.

At this point, the Guardian finally understood that the series of scenes she saw were all about the experience of controlling the will.

Germinated from the autonomous consciousness of a machine gun soldier, then went through a series of development and transformation, and was finally discovered by Kotojuro and became what he is now.

Recalling everything from just now to the present, the Guardian couldn't help but secretly admire him.

But, at the same time, she still has a question.

If this is the story of the Guardian, why is the scene in front of it still going on?

What else will happen next?

She couldn't help but think so.

However, at this moment, a light suddenly broke through this void space and fell directly from the head of the Guardian.

She could feel that this light was the light that could take her out of this world.

But why did she leave?

She knew nothing about who she was, what she had done, what she wanted to do, what she was going to do.

Why does a person who knows nothing have to go back to her former world?

After all, what kind of world was the previous world?

Where does this light lead to?

The Guardian carefully observed the appearance of the light and found that it was like a big hand. It was not so much that it was summoning the Guardian to return to its previous world, but rather that it was trying to capture her back.

She was shocked and turned around to look at the scene on the screen behind her.

At this moment, the white hall no longer exists, and what is being staged on the screen is another unknown place.

There is a pure blue sky, no earth, no ocean, no mountains, nothing.

Besides the sky, it is also the sky.

There is the sky under your feet, the sky beside you, and the sky is still above your head.

And in such an unusual space, there is actually a butterfly dancing in it.

The butterfly looks beautiful and curious. On the limbs of the insect, there is a human female head growing, which makes the guardian shudder after seeing it.

But even the face on the butterfly always makes the guardian unable to remove his eyes.

"Hui Xin Project No. 525, Butterfly Witch." A magnetic male voice rang in this abnormal space.

"What's the matter?" the head growing on the insect's body replied, his tone seemed a little arrogant.

Wait...this voice?

The Guardian was so scared that he took two steps back by the sound, and even didn't want to hear what they said again.
Chapter completed!