Chapter 907

What?

After hearing Li Ang's thoughts, Felia's originally precise and smooth soul suddenly appeared extremely strange setbacks, like pouring a pile of sand into a tightly engaged gear set, and it was almost completely stuck.

What do you mean... for a cute girl like you, if you get punched, you will definitely cry for a long time? I am so polite to him, and I am very cute, and I have always maintained respect. Why does he want to hit me with his fist?

What is his motive for doing this?

What is the purpose behind this sentence?

Where is the logic in this?

What feedback should I give?

How should humans react?

And at the moment when Felia Princess didn't know how to react and her expression was completely stiff, twenty-three blocks away, in an underground building buried deep in the lake, it seemed that ten thousand horses were stepping on their hooves at the same time, and a deafening roar sounded.

"?!"

"What's going on?"

"Atifi 01 started calculating?"

Detecting the abnormal operation of the No. 1 intellectual machine, which seemed to be performing some very difficult calculations, the humans in the underground building who were originally doing their own duties were alerted in unison, stopped their work, and swarmed toward the largest main control console in the main hall.

And behind the huge glass curtain wall in the main hall, the super-giant machine wrapped in strange gelatin and soaked in the lake water was operating at a terrifying speed.

In that huge machine with an average height of over fifteen meters and an area of nearly two football fields, countless metal connecting rods as thin as hair, according to the sixteen scale slots cut out of themselves, pushed forward rapidly like pounding garlic, driving the billions of gears at the end to rotate continuously.

Those rice-grain-sized gears would stop for a moment invisibly to the naked eye about every 1/64th of a second. And at the moment these precision gears stopped, the sliding groove tangent to them would briefly dial open, touching the dot matrix grid responsible for recording data on the back, leaving lines of prick points several times thinner than a needle tip...

"What the hell is going on?!"

Looking at the giant machine where nearly one-twentieth of the area was mobilized, the scholars who hurried over were busy surrounding the main control console, launching an indignant accusation against the fifty-odd operators who were full of confusion.

"Stop it! Do you know how much energy it takes to calculate for one second in this state!"

"Who applied for the calculation permission of Atifi 01? Damn it, the storage wheels and dot matrix are consumed too fast!"

"Speak! You bastards, what exactly are you calculating!"

"Quiet!"

Picking up the chair knocked over beside him, hitting the side of the metal instrument panel twice, and suppressing the scholars' accusations with huge noise, a middle-aged man with gray hair on both temples and half a mechanical clock embroidered on his collar, who looked to have a high status, said angrily:

"Shut up! Listen to me first!"

"No one applied for Atifi's calculation today! The calculation currently in progress was initiated by itself!"

Was it initiated by Atifi itself?

After hearing the person in charge's explanation, the scholars couldn't help but look at each other, but they didn't quiet down, but broke out in a more intense argument.

"How is it possible! With Atifi's computing power, even if it is recording the fish scales of every fish in this lake, it won't be so laborious!"

"Yes, the last time it calculated the travel data of 1.3 million people, the mobilization degree was only one-third of what it is now!"

"Could it be that 'measuring the basic elements of the world' project again?"

"Shouldn't be, isn't it said that under existing conditions, it can't be fully calculated, and it stopped after calculating sixty-something?"

"Shut up!"

After knocking on the metal instrument panel again and suppressing the scholars' argument, the person in charge with gray hair frowned tightly:

"This is Atifi's own calculation, so we can't stop it. Hurry back to do your own things, don't block the main control room! Get out! Scholars below Level 3, get out!"

After scolding twice and driving away some scholars, the person in charge returned to the operation console and asked Atifi 01, wanting to know what it was calculating.

And after a few seconds of delay, from the copper sound pipes on both sides of the instrument panel, came the female human voice of about thirteen or fourteen years old, synthesized by dense knocking sounds.

"Question, why does a psychologically sound male human attack a cute young female of the opposite sex for no reason, and try to calculate the specific duration of the crying sound she makes?"？？？

What kind of ghost question is this?

Listening to the vivid confusion tone simulated by Atifi 01, the scholars in front of the main control console couldn't help but look at each other.

Attacking a cute young female of the opposite sex for no reason, and then listening to how long she can cry... isn't this a beast? Are you sure this thing is psychologically sound?

"I might know the reason..."

At this moment, in the corner of the main hall, a female scholar in her twenties raised her hand with hesitation, under the gaze of a pile of big shots.

"I guess this should also be a manifestation of love... right?"

Under the gaze of a pile of big shots, the female scholar wearing the lowest Level 1 scholar badge on her chest blushed and said embarrassedly:

"My sister just gave birth to a child last year. When I saw the child's red face, I couldn't help but want to pinch it secretly... I feel it might be this reason..."

A manifestation of love?

After hearing the young female scholar's guess, the other scholars in the main hall recalled and then showed expressions of sudden realization one after another.

Indeed, they seem to have done similar things. When seeing particularly cute children, they indeed always have a strange idea of slightly teasing and bullying them.

And after noticing the approving expressions of the scholars, Atifi, who finally got the answer, finally stopped the crazy calculation, and the giant machine behind the glass curtain wall also quieted down again.

Immediately after, twenty-three blocks away, Felia Princess, who had been standing still on the side of the road, raised her powdered and jade-carved little face, wrinkled her nose at Li Ang, and smiled with embarrassment.

"Thank you for your love, but please don't do this."

"？？？"

I want to hit you, and you actually thank me? And with an embarrassed look?

Looking at Felia, who had lost her mechanical sense after a short period of chaos and was no longer rigid, and whose soul started to shake normally like a normal human, Li Ang couldn't help but frown, and then confirmed his guess.

The royal family of the Kewangguo was really completely controlled. That intellectual machine named Atifi 01 probably found a way to use anomalous objects to exert influence on the souls of royal family members.

Thinking of this, Li Ang couldn't help but look at Felia Princess with pity.

What a good child, obedient, cute, and polite, but she was controlled by an anomalous object. This must be helped. As for how to help...

Recalling the soul that finally lost its mechanical sense and started to shake randomly like a normal human after his deliberate stimulation just now, a flash of realization flashed in Li Ang's eyes.

Must stimulate her! Must stimulate her fiercely!