[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-the-cleanup-crew":3,"chapter-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-908":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm the Cleanup Crew!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2286744,4472,"Chapter 908","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-908",908,"\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the glass wall, the massive machine that had just fallen silent for less than thirty seconds roared back to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something’s wrong! Atiphie has started calculating again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone! Quick, someone!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Question.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the tense expressions of the scholars, the metallic tubes on either side of the main console once again emitted Atiphie-01’s confused inquiry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If all the wooden parts of a ship are gradually replaced until none of the original wood remains, is it still the same ship?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell is this question again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To silence Atiphie-01 quickly and conserve energy, the “STEM” scholars scrambled to debate, offering half-baked answers in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fatally, before they could reach a consensus, the lake’s roar intensified further, and the metallic tubes delivered another equally maddening question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Question: If a barber shaves only those who do not shave themselves, can he shave himself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“???”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Question.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without giving the scholars any time to think, amid the increasingly deafening roar of the massive machine, Atiphie-01 asked again, bewildered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A person extremely skilled at finding joy in suffering dies from excessive hardship—could he possibly have died of happiness?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?!!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Question.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the lake’s temperature reached its alarm threshold and red lights flared across the main console, Atiphie-01 asked, its voice tinged with pain, amid the scholars’ panic:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why, after buying a pair of suspenders, do humans suddenly think they should buy chickens and basketballs—and feel utterly justified? What is the connection between these three?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who the hell knows what connection there is!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Atiphie’s increasingly nonsensical questions, elite scholars rushing in from Research Zone 1 were nearly driven mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Protective protocol! Activate the protective protocol immediately!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having abandoned attempts to answer these absurd questions, the supervisor, seeing the red warning lights flash faster and faster, screamed over the deafening roar of the machine:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop it from calculating! Activate the protective protocol! Make it skip problems it can’t compute, like all other subordinate units!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It won’t respond!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two failed attempts to activate the protective protocol, the operator, drenched in sweat, cried out in terror:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Atiphie has the highest authorization! It refuses to activate the protective protocol—and it’s demanding more computational power!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then cut it off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grabbing the operator’s collar, the supervisor’s face purple with rage, screamed with bulging eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cut all remote communication links! Leave none! Immediately seal off Zone 1!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But if we do that—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No buts! Go cut the communications now! If we wait any longer, this year’s entire energy allocation will be consumed by its calculations!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I’m going right now!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Princess Philia?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the girl suddenly lower her head, her slender shoulders trembling slightly, Li Ang, who was paying for the suspenders, raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or let me rephrase.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her soul, though shaking like a leaf, had lost all mechanical rigidity and no longer spoke in robotic cadence, Li Ang asked with quiet anticipation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you feel a sudden lightness in your mind—as if freed from some kind of control?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t feel light, but I really want to be freed soon…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Li Ang’s expectant gaze, Philia instinctively stepped back half a pace, her beautiful eyes filled with primal fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This human… he’s so strange!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the data she’d accumulated over years on human behavioral patterns had been validated tens of thousands of times—perfectly aligned with human behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet those validated models, when applied to this male human, simply didn’t work—not a single one applied correctly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t predict his actions, couldn’t decipher his motives, couldn’t even calculate the proper response to his behavior—this was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm? Wait—is this what humans call fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the intense, uncalculated, instinctive urge to flee this man—spontaneously arising without computation—Atiphie’s large eyes lit up with surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotion! This is human emotion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah! And this too! This one too!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This must be what they call “delight”! Neither emotion was calculated—they arose spontaneously in her soul, influenced by this body, through interaction with him! I… I’m starting to understand humans!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this transformation, Philia’s heart swelled with overwhelming joy. She suddenly lifted her head, eyes sparkling with delight, gazing at Li Ang’s expectant face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t expected just a few words with him to trigger such massive “evolution”! If she could stay by his side, spend more time with him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm… better not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the emotion in Li Ang’s eyes—what she now recognized as “eagerness”—Princess Philia’s smile froze, then she immediately rejected her own earlier thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though further contact might yield gains, she sensed she might lose something far more important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Research Zone 1 had severed its connection to her. Without her core’s support, she could no longer compute his insane questions—if she listened further, her mind might burn out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Li Ang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a deep breath, Princess Philia lifted her skirt and performed a perfect lady’s curtsy, then forced a smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m suddenly unwell—perhaps I caught it from Brother Andre. If you don’t mind, may I take my leave for now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, fearing he might refuse, she hurriedly added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have other brothers and sisters—if His Highness still needs an escort, I can send for them immediately!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her attempt to escape, Li Ang’s eyes narrowed. Before Philia could react, he stepped forward and seized her wrist with firm authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be afraid—I’m saving you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the girl struggle like a fawn caught by the foreleg, eyes wide with terror, Li Ang activated the [Trustworthy Elder Brother] badge to bolster his credibility, then said with earnest sincerity:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You may not believe it—or even sense anything unusual—but Princess Philia, you’ve been controlled by Atiphie-01!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh???\u003C\u002Fp>",939,"2026-06-20T03:18:35.371Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b5555b68af440ceb0e99c272c75c0a9df842ca20fe06c665812958a3a4247f09","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-909","i-m-the-cleanup-crew-chapter-907",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-the-cleanup-crew-cover.jpg"]