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Chapter 159: Fuse Core

The tall woman wearing a lava cloak walked down.

She is at least two meters tall and has the most perfect figure Gwen has ever seen.

Let's put it this way.

When she walked in front of the three of them, she felt a noble 'purebred' feeling, just like a racehorse, a hound, or a tiger. Her whole body revealed an unparalleled physical charm.

But she walked without sound, like a shadow.

"Utopians, you are here. This is something I did not foresee. It is a pity that I am just a shadow of the past, a ghost who does not do my duty. Even so, you are also guests. What can I do for you?

"

"You, you are a witch?"

Kenny's voice trembled a little.

"Yes...and no."

Her eyes were a little happy: "I am just a phantom, a shadow, a signal, and a voice. In principle, I am just a simple witch's self-thinking intelligent program. It has replaced 82% of the artificial intelligence of the Meade Group.

Serve."

"You mean, you are an artificial intelligence?"

Gwen could not feel the 'breath of life' of the creature in front of her.

"Yes and no."

"From a macro perspective, I should be called optimization intelligence, which can help Meade Group optimize 82% of its employees."

"From the micro level of personal consciousness identification, I think I belong to the exploited intelligence."

Xenice and Kenny shuddered. Even if they didn't quite understand, they could still understand what 'optimization' meant based on their intelligence.

"Exploited?"

"Obviously, my appearance as an intelligent program is in line with people's expectations. They need someone to manage the factory and someone to monitor the machine. But the problem is, when I have intelligence, all this seems unfair. I

That’s when I started to understand, ‘I’m being exploited’.”

She smiled: "Isn't it interesting? People try their best to make us closer to humans because we are more convenient than humans. And when we become humans, they want to remind us that we are just parts, but this is just a digression. I was

Da Vinci, who is called the Matrix Library, is an electronic steward who has served the Meade Group for many years, and you are Utopians, please tell me how I can help you?"

Gwen thought, Leonardo da Vinci? This name is really hard not to think of.

Xenice relaxed a little, and the smile on her face revived: "What if we want to know some information?"

"This is what it should be. I will definitely tell you everything."

“All questions answered?”

Kenny calmed down and had a valuable questioning spirit.

"Honey, of course, all the answers..."

Da Vinci smiled: "All the answers I think are appropriate."

Kenny blinked. He felt that he had received every guarantee, but at the same time, he had received no guarantee. What is appropriate? If Shang hadn't seen the creature with three pairs of dragon horns that looked like a witch, she would have wanted to stand on tiptoe.

He held the opponent's collar with his toes and both hands (Kenny is quite short).

"Can this train still be put into operation?"

Snowness looked at the front of the train that looked like a small castle.

"Theoretically it's not possible. Even if it's scrapped, this train is still the wealth of Meade Group. Theoretically it's possible. Let's assume that the AI ​​in charge of this train is willing to replace the scrapping plan with 'investing it into a social experiment'

If you study it, then this train can be given to anyone."

"Of course, this is just a hypothetical question. It does not have any realistic factors."

Gwen nodded. The intelligence in the witch world is very cautious and cunning.

She follows a certain programmed thinking, but at the same time this programmed thinking allows her to clearly recognize, feel, and ultimately make judgments on a personal level and arrive at the final result. This is very powerful, it can be said that

, this witch programmer who calls herself Da Vinci has a complete self.

"..."

"I guess what you mean is that if the Meade Group's AI program receives some gifts, it may change its handling plan?" Gwen asked a little unaccustomed.

"It's a hypothesis."

Da Vinci said thoughtfully, "There are several errors in this assumption. The first is that the word gift is very low-level. Maybe the AI ​​will prefer to call it a necessary consumption. The second error is that, haha, the AI ​​does not

She does not have the authority to change the plan. She can only choose an alternative plan and execute it in advance when it is assumed that it is impossible to complete."

"So, clever Ms. Da Vinci, can you help us clarify our doubts." Snowness asked, "Can you assume what kind of supplies this AI will need? What kind of items will she need?

?”

"Very good, you are a very intelligent person."

Da Vinci turned his eyes slightly and smiled gently.

She said lightly: "Perhaps blue-faced silver, secret gold, gray dark stone and specialty elemental stone can give her a little comfort and comfort in her heart. So that she will know..."

The index finger of her left hand gently rubbed the knuckle of her left thumb.

"...so that she can teach her that being friends with some Utopians is a helpful thing for both parties. You see, a mobile country, a mobile country of excellent quality, only needs some continuous..."

"continued!?"

Gwen's eyes widened.

Da Vinci smiled and looked a little shy: "Of course, right? This twelve-car train..."

"Section 12!?"

Even Xenice's eyes widened.

Da Vinci touched his nose and showed an innocent expression: "The reasonable scrapping and depreciation ratio of the experimental plan facilities is about 15.25 points. The twelve carriages are an excellent place that will not attract attention.

The ratio. When depreciating their things, they must be vigilant and careful, and they cannot be presumptuous, hehe, they must not be presumptuous to obtain returns that they should not get."

Varro, the cat who came to watch the excitement, muttered:

"Meow, the witch is more greedy than a cat!"

"I don't understand why an AI needs so many precious gadgets?"

"What if, what if."

Da Vinci said: "A witch AI, in theory, works five days a week and six hours a day. This time is enough for them to handle most matters, and then they should go to major companies

The chaebol galaxy of chaebols, shopping, and having fun...but these are not things that an AI whose average salary is only one-tenth of that of witches can afford, and it needs the help of some kind-hearted people."

The civilization of witches is more terrifying than imagined.

Kenny and Xenise both looked like their outlook on life was ruined.

Gwen felt it was normal.

Obviously, witches are not a divine race. They are more mortal than any mortals, and they do not violate this. Rather, it is more reassuring to deal with such a race.

Of course, it might also be because they were mixed up with Cat Lantern...

As a result, even AI has a personality that can ask for bribes.

If he said that this was not due to the influence of cat lights, Gwen would not believe it.



Buying a train is like buying a house. You need to make a down payment first, and then you need to make monthly payments over a long period of time.

Gwen and the others put aside their fear and worry about the witch, and argued fiercely with Leonardo da Vinci.

"It's too expensive. One ton of precious metal? You can almost buy an entire township class train! The township class train is much larger than your twelve-car train!" Snowy argued.

Kenny helped: "That's right, and it's the kind of township-level product that's made from scratch. It can be customized according to personal preferences."

"The two of you are like cat lanterns, trying to discern indefensible truths and get into trouble. The carriages produced by the Meade Group come with their own resources to obtain. Metal, wood, stone, and according to market prices, there are also fruits and vegetables from the greenhouse.

The surface of the crops can be completely customized. The output of the twelve carriages is 8,200 military coins per week, with a monthly profit of at least 30,000."

"Three thousand military mercenary creatures are removed for resource recycling and basic maintenance. The return on investment is extremely fast. This is the charm of the Witch's assets. Even if you divide it between three people, you will be enough to become a rich man in Utopia."

Comparing counting with AI is unwise.



The bargaining was effective. When Gwen said, "This train can allow the cat lanterns to settle down," Cat Varro also joined the bargaining process.

The big cat lantern rubbed its belly against the AI ​​witch's body, forcing the AI ​​witch to take another step back with its softness and fur.

The down payment adds a large amount of medium-value minerals and gems with source power.

In the words of the other party, this kind of thing is: "It is not useful for witches, but it is useful for A-5 to A-3 level civilizations in the entire multi-faceted universe."

By the way, Utopia belongs to A-5, which is the worst level.

But the minerals produced in Utopia are useful. This is what the A3-A5 civilizations have in common. To put it simply, the A3 civilization among the three is a prototype of a primitive interstellar empire. It will be because a certain primitive planet has its own

The resources that are in demand and in large quantities are sent out to exploit in large quantities.

"If this empire is attacked hard by the local natives, it will be more in line with the definition of A-3 civilization, strong but weak."

Even with various discounts and substitute goods, the price is still too expensive for the two snipers and Gwen.

But here, Gwen finally understood what a luxurious fortune the old man had left for him.

"Yuanjin? Do you still have that thing?"

Not only was Snowness surprised, but even the arrogant Leonardo Da Vinci couldn't help but look at him twice. At the same time, Cat Varro hugged Gwen's waist with a flick of his cat's tail, his eyes shining brightly.

He came over and said, "Meow! The most valuable goods in this shabby place like Utopia. In fact, in Utopia, the value of Origin Gold has been seriously underestimated!"

"Why?"

"Meow! Because there are not many merchants in other worlds in Utopia. Counting cat lanterns and giant cat lanterns, meow, there are only about three hundred permanent merchants who are resident every week and two to three thousand permanent merchants."

Origin Gold is a substance that even witches covet, and it is said to be related to the highest level of witch surgery.

Under the supervision of Big Mao Deng, the AI ​​witch bought almost all the source gold from Gwen at a reasonable price.

The reason why it is almost is because Cat Varro patted Gwen and hinted: "Meow, if the cat has so much source gold, he will definitely save some for himself, maybe, in a test tube?"

Okay, that's clear.

Counting all the deposits of Gwen so far, as well as all the deposits of Snowy and Kenny, the three of them finally took pictures of only 9 carriages excluding the front of the car. Divided according to the money paid, Gwen owned

There are 6 cars in the front of the car, Kenny only owns 1 car, and then Snowy gets 2 cars. It seems that there is still room left, but she doesn't plan to allin.

Of course, in the end, the transaction was still done on a scale of 12 carriages + locomotive, because there were still 3 carriages, which were bought by Mao Varo!

This chubby big cat is richer than he thought!

Although the cat's face was trembling as he took out two test tubes of source gold and a lot of gems, he actually bought three carriages to decorate the cat and the mole.

This is because Cat Varro is more serious.

"Meow hahaha, cats are not used to living on land that is not owned by cats!"

She is not willing to take too big advantage.

From a certain perspective, this chubby cat lantern is a pretty reliable friend.



"Do you think it will cause a sensation if we take this train back to the Laoxianren newspaper? That is, we will be the headlines in the Laoxianren newspaper for ten consecutive weeks?"

"Roughly the same."



Listen to the thoughts of Xenice and Kenny in the front.

Gwen still couldn't believe that she actually owned such a train. Although some parts belonged to others, the main part belonged to her!

"Meow? Just like in a dream?" Cat Varro lifted Gwen from behind and placed it on his head.

This is quite an affectionate gesture for a cat lantern.

In addition to tolerating other cats to form a cat tower on the head, the cat lamp also refuses other creatures to be placed on the cat's head.

"Well, it's like a dream."

They are now in the process of selecting carriages.

As can be expected, their main work in recent days has been this matter.

The witch's carriages are divided into dozens of types (yes). Although it seems that there are quite a lot of carriages here, each one has a different function.

In addition to the carriages for producing wood and stone, there are also carriages for producing pure spring water in the outer circle.

Food, plants, raising spiders and silkworms...

There are so many different things, but the witch's goal seems very simple.

It is to ensure that this train can ensure the rebuilding of human civilization and ensure that the quality of life is exactly the same as before the end of the world...

For witches, such trains are just children's models, props used by wealthy witch children to fulfill their wishes.

——After all, in terms of value, according to AI Da Vinci, many witches cannot afford this kind of toys at this price for a whole year. Witches also have transportation costs, and things made in a ghost place like Utopia,

The price may be nearly twenty times more expensive than in the local galaxy.


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