Mamo continued, "Albert hates Freya very much. He is a quiet guy. Freya thinks that Albert is an autistic person and needs to talk to more people."

Albert?

The name Boluogo sounds familiar, but he can't remember who it is for the moment. Sometimes Boluogo feels that his memory has too much redundancy, but he still has difficulty making up his mind as to which part he really wants to give up.

I want them all, even the bad memories.

After laughing, both of them looked a little tired. Mamo looked at his old friends who no longer remembered him, and he said, "I don't think there is any need to worry too much about Freya and the others."

"What do you mean?"

"The ruins area has been out of control for too long. Even if the company wants to take over completely, it will take a certain amount of time, and this will undoubtedly share the computing power of the company, that is, the crowd. The crowd is an efficient machine. It

Not a single bit of computing power will be wasted. With Freya and the others here, we can completely let them take care of this place. As for everyone, as long as it still has the highest authority over the ruins area."

"Supreme authority?" Boluogo nodded, "The ruins area still recognizes the authority of the decision-making room, so there is no need to worry about this."

"That's good, and Freya themselves are a group of precious computing power. Although they will not be allowed to access the crowd due to their security level, they are allowed to be independent as an external computing power reserve. In theory

It’s also possible to go up.”

Mamo continued, "The most important thing is that even Freya thought about leaving a backup for herself so that she could restart if she lost control. I think everyone will also make such preparations."

"You mean, if necessary, Freya and the others can temporarily take over from the others?" Bologg asked.

Mamo understands the operating logic of Zhongzhi very well, "There is a huge gap between the two, but once that happens, if something is useful, what else do you choose?"

"Having said that, you were also involved in the design of the Ones at the beginning, right?" Boluogo asked doubtfully, "Then don't you know that the Ones have become the will of the family? In this case, why do we need to study virtual intelligence again?

change?"

This was the part that Boluogo didn't understand the most. It was as if Mamo didn't understand this at all. It wasn't until the research reached the bottleneck that he discovered that the container in the Kenshi was filled with water.

"It's very simple, we don't know about this kind of thing at all," Mamo confessed. "Although I participated in the design, the leader in the construction of the crowd was Albert... In my opinion, he is also an autistic guy.

, I hide a lot of secrets in my heart and never tell anyone.

After the crowd was put into operation, it disappeared into the decision-making room. All communication with it was a one-way contact with us. In other words, the crowd may have connected itself to the decision-making room a long time ago.

It’s just that it hasn’t been told to anyone and we don’t know about it at all.”

Hearing this, Boluoge couldn't help but feel chills on his spine. These seemed to be done by the people themselves. It is hard to imagine how far the people have evolved after so many years and so much will and calculation power.

But before thinking about these, Boluogo asked again, "Albert? It's Albert again, who is he?"

Boluogo felt that this name was more and more familiar, but he could not recall who he was.

"You actually don't know Albert?"

Mamo was a little surprised, he thought Boluogo knew about it.

"Who is he?" Borlog asked again.

"The first director of the Bureau of Order," Mamo said calmly, "Albert Alfredo."

For a moment, Boluogo froze in place, and long-lasting memories emerged from under the sand bit by bit. At the same time, the door of the outpost opened again, and another group of field staff arrived at the scene. The return of the ruined area is a big deal.

, all the field staff in Oath City Opos were mobilized.

Among the crowd marching forward, the furry Hart stood out. He looked at the place curiously. Even though he had been working for so long, this was the first time he came into contact with events related to the ruined area. Then Hart saw something related to the copy.

It's like paste, densely packed with countless Freya.

At the same time that Hart saw Freya, Freya also saw Hart.

Suddenly, the noisy outpost became quiet, and the Freyas stopped talking and looked at Hart in unison.

Hart was made uncomfortable by the gazes on him. He moved a few steps and found that Freya's eyes were still following him closely.

"Are there any leaves in my teeth?" Hart bared his teeth at Kemp.

"people……"

Freya and others said in unison, and their voices came over like a wave.

"Oh my god...oh my god..."

Freya and others raised their hands and pointed at Hart. The people around Hart also wisely stepped aside. In an open space, Hart looked around at a loss. Then he also raised his hand and pointed.

Own.

Hart was confused, "Me?"

"people!"

"It's a human being!"

"A living person!"

"Oh my god, I haven't seen anyone in a long time!"

"There are actually people in this world!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

In the eyes of Freya, among a group of weird guys, Hart, who has two eyes and one nose, and a normal human form, is so tear-filled that some of the ones with poor endurance were so moved that they cried.

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Chapter completed!