"Life Factor, I don’t understand... So what?"
"So, chaos has made you disregard certain rules here, like lifespan. You must know even angels’ life factors change over ti, though it’s extrely subtle, let alone for you humans whose lifespans are like ants. A few years should cause noticeable changes in life factors for you, but you haven’t."
Mikhail’s hand holding the drink paused slightly, then he asked again with a hint of disbelief,
"Are you saying our lifespan has beco very long?"
"It’s not that your lifespan is longer, rather it has been [frozen]. You will likely maintain the appearance you had when you ca to this world until you are killed or undergo other changes. The fact that you fell ill and got injured before has already proven this point."
"It’s truly amazing..."
Mikhail took another sip of alcohol, still shaken by the sudden realization that he had beco "immortal," sothing even the top talents in the largest companies of his world had not achieved so effortlessly...
Well, though it ca after a failed suicidal attack that led him to this otherworld, it certainly was ironic.
"Hehe... Hahaha..."
"Idiot, what’s so funny? Have you beco brainwashed like that Whale-man?"
"Hahaha... No... It’s just, you don’t know, in my original world, a few people are willing to spend all the wealth I could never earn in my lifeti just to live another year, month, day, or second, and I’ve achieved what they dream of without doing anything. It seems like God opened His eyes, good people are rewarded..."
"Ha, boring."
"You’re not from our world, of course you wouldn’t understand. Like you don’t understand, but I envy seeing Tangze intact with nothing implanted, as a normal human. I once vowed that if my wife and I had a child, I would create an environnt where they could live without implanted prosthetics."
The bowl of liquor was already empty, but amidst the shimr of the water’s reflection, Mikhail’s sowhat forlorn gaze was still visible,
"It’s a pity there’s no chance for that."
He went to fill another bowl of liquor, and the phantom voice didn’t continue the topic, instead it asked him,
"Just now, what were you going to say?"
"What? Say what?"
"... You let speak first, what about you, swallowed your words?"
"Oh, oh, I rember now."
Mikhail took another sip of liquor and lightly patted his head, he said,
"Nothing much, just wanted to ask about your research progress. There’s none of the hardware from my world here, even computers—there’s only this microcomputer in my eyes which cannot bear computational power, so I estimate the steps of the calculation later on will be sowhat challenging."
"Just that?"
"Ah... Yes."
Only then did Mikhail suddenly rember that for the past four days he seed to have been talking about that Artificial Intelligence with Michael every day, and the key is that he wasn’t really contributing, just commanding from below the clouds, which made himself feel a bit embarrassed.
"...It has been completed."
"It’s okay, even if... Ah? Completed?"
Mikhail was rendered speechless again; earlier, Michael hadn’t asked him anything, it was all him talking, and he thought Michael couldn’t do it without hardware support, after all, the thods he wrote on the scroll were all computer-related.
"Sort of, I don’t know the tool you’re talking about, but as long as I understand the general thod and logic, it’s fine. I used the Gospel and chanics to create another object that can aid in calculations and reactions, and it seems to work well now, it’s able to conduct simple conversations, and can be connected to your prosthetic as a simple auxiliary tool, you might try it later."
"I... What the heck."
Mikhail couldn’t hold it in any longer; although he already knew angels are at a much higher life level than humans, he didn’t expect that Michael could effortlessly crack the patent technology his own world’s Candle Dragon Company was most proud of.
Though the structure of this world seems simple, that is only for other races; these two mythical species are far above other races.
"Boring, you think of angels too simply... But when connecting for inspections later, be careful. It does not yet have autonomous consciousness; having it help will still increase the load on your prosthetic, and you know the outco. I’ve helped heal you for free the past two tis; if there’s a third ti... Haha."
Mikhail smiled bitterly, although the other party could only see his perspective, he nodded in agreent.
Then suddenly, he seed to recall sothing,
"By the way, what about nas, did you na that intelligence?"
"Na?"
Michael’s usually tranquil voice showed a rare ripple, after a silence a feeling of pondering transmitted,
Though Mikhail was not surprised; he had long realized Michael wasn’t good at naming.
Look at the nas he gave those Holy Objects, Moon Traveling Boat, Toy, Scythe, Sun Ring...
Michael was utterly incompetent at naming.
"If you don’t mind, how about calling it ’David’?"
"...David? What’s that about?"
"It’s just a na from our world, if you don’t mind, since this thing is created by you, you can na it however you like."
"Giving a thing a human na, idiot."
Mikhail smiled as he took another sip, off in the distance Hooked Kiss, after drinking the triumph of "five bowls," had toppled over and lay motionlessly, amusing the surrounding Dog-n,
"I had agreed with my wife before, if we had a boy, we’d call him David, Lucy if it was a girl. But I prefer boys, so..."
"Ha, suit yourself, let’s call it David, I don’t care about the creation’s na."
"Thank you, Michael."
Over there, there was no reply for a long ti, as if the Angel Leader had disconnected.
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