"Sir, what does the program mean?"

The boss asked without shame.

"I was wrong. Actually, what I want to say is artificial intelligence. The so-called artificial intelligence means..."

Tang Ning said it through a series of explanations about what artificial intelligence is.

"Sir, you are right. The false soul shell I made can indeed be called artificial intelligence. Its core is a mass of residual souls that can be obtained everywhere. I compiled a logic program of usurped behavior, and I directly engraved it on the residual soul. In this way, the residual soul will have a similar performance as a normal soul. Under normal circumstances, it will be in a dormant standby state. Only the memory storage module will work. Then when the red moon light of the God of Death's upgraded undead descends, the false soul shell will be temporarily activated, simulate the appearance of the normal undead, quietly filter the upgraded energy, and intercept the Death's secret move..."

Awesome, my boss!

Others use hard drives to program, but your programming is directly programmed to your soul!

If this technology is thrown to the earth, the Nobel Prize for Explosives is probably going to be lenient!

"Are you sure you can intercept it, and you won't be able to see the flaw?"

Tang Ning was even more concerned about this issue, and the method of the god of death next door made him quite afraid.

“Yes, sure!”

The boss replied confidently.

"Then... I'll take a look at the program first."

Tang Ning, who wanted to expose this matter, hesitated for a while, still worried about choosing to take a look at the program first.

So, a line of flying flows down three thousand feet of code data waterfall was directly imprinted into Tang Ning's mind.

Tang Ning held on to watch for a quarter of an hour, and then ended the examination with satisfaction because... he couldn't understand it and felt harsh.

Yes, that's right, the fake soul shell fabricated by the boss, and the countless judgments of the program structure are layered and stacked. Tang Ning is really dazzled and unable to understand.

Since that's the case, there must be no problem with the program.

"Can I interact with the prepared soul shell?"

Tang Ning made another new request.

This requirement is met in a blink of an eye.

There was a vague figure in front of Tang Ning.

"Where did the little ghost come from?!"

After Tang Ning reappeared in the lecture stage, many of the three thousand disciples in the audience turned their attention, and the disciples immediately paid attention to the blurred figure.

So many people stood up suddenly and wanted to help Tang Ning destroy the ignorant little devil.

"Don't worry, this is just me doing a small test."

Tang Ning quickly stopped the loyal disciples who had become unknown at that time.

The disciples then gave up, sat back and turned back to the quietly observing mode.

What do you want to test, sir?

"Who are you?"

Tang Ning asked.

"I am Agolydes."

The blurred figure replied.

"what do you?"

Tang Ning continued to ask.

"I'm a skeleton warrior."

The blurred figure continues to answer.

"Do you remember what happened when you were alive?"

"I don't remember..."

...

After some tests, Tang Ning didn't see any flaws.

In other words, this thing really works?
Chapter completed!