Chapter 1536: NO.151: So-called brothers, if you don't torment him, he'll torment you (Part 1)

NO. 151: So-called brothers, if you don't torment him, he'll torment you (Part 1)

There's only one way, is that what you mean?

Can you explain?

The information you provided cut off the line of inquiry into the Symbolic family, but in that case, the club's reliance is indeed just that otherworldly religious organization, right? Trainer Xishi?

At the same time Aomo sent out the dungeon invitation, underground at Central Tresen University Department.

After Xī Qí Fēng stood before that massive mainframe computer and gave a summary of his gains, what he received was an explanation and counter-question from his side.

Darley Arabian, Byerley Turk, Godolphin Arabian, but it's AI.

This situation actually has a bit of the puppet-master vibe that Aomo hoped for, but to this Trainer Prince it seems strangely weird and eerie.

Trainer Xishi?

The main entity is clearly that massive mechanical construct, yet when communicating with oneself it must manifest three horse-girl-like forms, reminding him of certain evil god cases: a fundamentally monstrous, terrifying presence extends tentacles, manifesting as a human girl to communicate with you; so-called foreign god livestreams are also based on this form for recruiting believers, attempting to disguise religious activities as idol activities.

This works well.

Beings that perceive the world through sight are always limited by sight; setting the venue on the dark web is an excellent move, because such unlawful areas are full of life that resists convention and thinks itself extraordinary.

Trainer Xishi?

Whether carbon- or silicon-based, those who can provide faith and offerings are good followers; that green-yellow odd couple, adhering to this, are also doing swimmingly, though it's still unknown how effective their healing is for their respective injuries.

Xī Qí Fēng?

Xī Qí Fēng!

Huh?

The face reflected in his eyes was up close; even though he had plenty of fan-service experience and would be scolded by jealous people as a gigolo, the Trainer Prince instinctively leaned back, then belatedly realized his own distraction.

Sorry!

His apology was straightforward, a perfect 90° bow revealing his old Tokyo local upbringing.

However, the AI-generated pseudo-three goddesses, born from AI gathering internet information, have no cultural barriers or emphasis, only the benevolent presence that an ideal deity should have.

Byerley: 'Pay attention, you are a role model for this generation.'

Darley: 'It's fine, just come to your senses, but you weren't just thinking of something rude, were you?'

Godolphin: 'It's okay, Trainer Mr., your mental value is still fluctuating~ Are you pushing yourself too hard?'

【Probably still thinking about monsters, evil gods, mutations in his head】

【Even if confirming there's no risk of mental contamination, one still can't help recalling what just happened, right?】

The screen floating in midair displayed this, and the three AI goddesses beside it, without even needing to look, already cast concerned gazes.

Is that so, Trainer Mr.?

Indeed, this is really a common situation for humans.

But still, be serious, this is a strategy meeting.

From the visuals, from the audio, everything now seems to emphasize the divide between humans and machines, making the Trainer Prince, whose mindset isn't all that stable, want to speak but hold back, finally unable to keep from complaining:

Why are you talking like you're pretending to be an AI! Aomo!

Yes, that light screen is not the external display of Central Tresen's central processing self-tug, but merely the subtitles of Aomo Lindun's remote contact.

No microphone, just pure typing, blending in among the three AI goddesses is a natural disguise, and even more so in Xī Qí Fēng's view, it's especially deceitful.

Don't you have your own microphone!?

【?】

He even threw in a question mark!

【I'm not pretending to be an AI; reflect on whether you yourself have a problematic mindset】

He even said I have a problematic mindset!

All that can be said is that he hasn't felt this wronged in a long time; Xī Qí Fēng, who very much wanted to refute something, looked at the three AI goddesses, and the words on the tip of his tongue were ultimately swallowed.

On one hand he feels the difference between AI and humans is icy; on the other hand he unconsciously feels a hesitation like 'making a fool of himself in front of female friends,' stemming from his years of acquaintance with these three.

The number of years he's worked at Central equals the number of years he's collaborated with these three AI goddesses; as a local citizen, he naturally can regard strong AI as an independent intelligent life without hindrance.

He merely occasionally also gets sentimental, as now.

It's also at times like this that the sense of difference stands out most.

【A mental gap disturbed by external things, brief and deadly】

Getting more and more off-topic! Can you stop pointing fingers?

Xī Qí Fēng never thought he'd come back to give a work report to escape some complex psychology, yet he still gets his spine poked by a junior through the screen.

He didn't even turn on the video; can just relying on an audio receiver really grasp his own mindset?

Regarding this junior, Xī Qí Fēng grew ever more in awe, imagining that even his demon-ex clan ex-girlfriend didn't have this mind-reading-like ability.

【Short-sighted, you cannot learn anything from taking things for granted】

Moreover, to be so sharp in pointing fingers while reading minds.

What about the respect due between seniors and juniors! Workplace culture! Do the Berber people not talk about these things? Or is it the East Flame people? Xī Qí Fēng somewhat recalls that this junior also once self-described his life at a team-building party, that cultural aspect basically counts as half East Flame.

Although it's unknown whether it's true or false, and it's hard to say how much was concealed, but it was originally a matter of no consequence.

A trainer only needs to understand horse girls; as for understanding colleagues, even if there is, it should head toward the training direction.

But...

"Really okay? You look terrible." The blue-haired horse girl with squinting eyes held her face, full of worry.

Whether AI or the actual three goddesses, Godolphin Arabian is always the kindest, softest-hearted one.

After being able to directly connect to the internet just like her two companions, without needing to turn her head to synchronously receive Aomo's messages, she didn't feel the demon's words were excessive like the person involved did; she just felt that A Feng's situation seemed somewhat serious.

This also means that, compared to herself, she trusts Aomo's words more, which hurt Xī Qí Fēng deeply.

"No no, he's just being too severe; on the contrary, Godolphin, you trusting him but not me makes me a bit sad."

Be aware, they are AI, and they also have on-site equipment authorization, can easily calculate your temperature changes, breathing rate through the air, and even not very accurate heart rate.

All right, all right! We really should get back to the point! You brat, don't keep dragging the topic further away, are you that idle?!

Not idle.

Then that's settled!

But I also want to chat about some non-serious topics to balance my mindset; if there is any offense, please allow me to apologize.

?

You are affected, aren't you?

Saying it's offensive isn't particularly offensive; seeing him say that, Nishizaki Yutaka can still show some tolerance toward his juniors, and by the way take this opportunity—at least to divert the topic from his current state: 'What are you up to again? Could it be because of Sirius?'

That woman really is a headache; Nishizaki Yutaka back then could be said to have seen her active, seen her fall, seen her somewhat neurotic, and also seen her act like nothing's wrong when interacting with people— that attitude and demeanor truly made him keep his distance.

No, at least not entirely.

Speak clearly.

Let's first explain the current situation. The high priest of the Beast Sect, the cooperative organization of that club, is the Moon-chase Symbol from another world; the emotion deep in his heart is a longing for his mother's former running posture on the track, which is also the fact that Sirius confronted him in that theater, proving his identity.

But Sirius's attitude also represents the attitude of the real-world symbolist.

Such an attitude does not mean that the Chasers of Light Club only has one road; after all, accidents may come unexpectedly, so preparing a blockade in advance is the proper course.

No, how are you typing so fast? And are you avoiding the topic?

Using the brain.

What?

I said, typing with the brain, brainwave sensing function— isn't that a feature equipped in modern communication devices? Although not everyone uses it.

Brainwave sensing easily causes fatigue," Nishizaki Yutaka also felt a bit tired, "unless one is a race-specific talent, otherwise it doesn't last long, and it can easily cause mental strain; normally it's an emergency function activated for urgent calls, don't mess around, the consequences are serious.

It's fine, I count as half a talent, and now is precisely the emergency call segment.

Eh? It's not that serious, Mr. Aomo," seeing this, Gao Duo Fen finally couldn't help but speak, "It's just a situation report; currently the Chasers of Light Club is law-abiding, we're not rushing to attack.

Actually my situation here is more serious, but that's not important; anyway, let's first proceed with the work report.

Dali:?

Nishizaki Yutaka:?

Gao Duo Fen:?

Bai Ye Er:?

Nishizaki Yutaka: "What does 'serious but not important' mean? Is this Jidong text?"

It's Dongyan text, turn off your auto-translate for me.