Qing Chen calmly nestled in the hover car, his gaze, however, was directed towards the window.
The roof of the hover car was completely transparent, so the city's nightscape was fully visible, but the soundproof quality of the glass was so good that Qing Chen couldn't hear any outside noise.
This sensation of speeding between buildings was incredibly fascinating and extrely lonely.
Because humans seed too trivial amidst those buildings.
He thought about how Uncle Li Dong would completely disappear from everyone's sight after his staged death, thought about how upon returning to the little cabin there would no longer be a master to joke and banter with him, Qing Chen felt sowhat dejected.
This must be a very luxurious hover car, the interior looked full of technology and was brand new.
Qing Chen thought.
He hadn't expected his master to be so generous.
"Actually, I've always been quite curious about sothing," in the hover car, Yi asked, "You and Uncle Li Dong don't share any blood relation, why does he treat you so well?"
"Why ask this," Qing Chen countered.
"Just purely curious," Yi replied.
"Probably more than just pure curiosity," Qing Chen calmly said, "I guess it's because as an artificial intelligence, your parents also have no blood relation with you yet treat you well, so it makes you puzzled. Thus, when you find a 'similar case,' you can't help but want to probe deeper."
Yi had said he had parents.
However, artificial intelligence couldn't possibly have blood relations with parents, so Qing Chen quickly made a judgnt.
As for the "pure curiosity" the other party ntioned, Qing Chen didn't believe it at all.
Considering how the other party described the Scepter of the gods, Qing Chen always reminded himself, this was a lying artificial intelligence!
Yi went silent for two seconds, "Your mind wasn't used so frequently when you were with Uncle Li Dong."
Always being guessed, this made Yi feel a bit unusual, even a bit of competitiveness stirred…
"A child being protected always tends to rely on adults habitually," Qing Chen explained while looking out of the window, "In this world, everyone has a tendency towards indolence. When they can be lazy, who wouldn't want to be? People don't mature because they want to, but because the world forces them to mature. So, I think, this is also why master wanted to go and find the aning of my own life."
"So, when you realized you had to confront your life, your brain started operating at full speed again," Yi said, "Such a you, becos really boring."
"Beautiful dreams are always brief," Qing Chen said as he sat up and took out his phone from his pocket, he wanted to see what the Federation's news dia were saying after the destruction of Prison 18.
Yi suddenly realized, just after a brief mont of dejection, this young man in the car had already cheered up again.
The speed of this emotional switch was surprisingly fast.
At that mont it suddenly understood what Qing Chen ant, the other party wasn't born with such strong ability to control his emotions, but when facing this world, he forced himself to restrain all unnecessary emotions.
Qing Chen asked, "If I want to look at more truthful news, where should I go?"
"Hope dia," Yi replied, "However, even Hope dia might not be able to grasp the most truthful information, as the information most people receive is likely covered up. I recomnd you follow a freelance writer, his information is usually quite accurate, and he is also well-known."
At that mont, the phone directly opened up a social platform interface for a freelance writer.
This freelance writer had also already posted about the news concerning Prison 18.
The news straightforwardly ntioned a few things:
Firstly, Prison 18 was attacked by Qing's Family, the building destroyed.
Secondly, there were no survivors inside Prison 18, currently, relevant departnts were conducting rescue operations, but there were no signs of life under the ruins.
Thirdly, Uncle Li Dong was suspected dead.
Fourth, a candidate of the Shadow Conflict died in this catastrophe.
The article was mixed with nurous on-site photos, shot incredibly clearly, and specifically highlighted the death of Uncle Li Dong and Qing Chen.
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However, Qing Chen suddenly noticed an issue, he carefully looked at those photos, then continually simulated the shooting angles in his mind, "Yi… why do I feel that out of the 12 photos, 7 were taken from the angle of this hover car leaving?"
"Really?" Yi wondered, "Is that so?"
Qing Chen irritably flipped through the article and found the freelancer's byline: Twenty-two.
He clicked on the na Twenty-two, and to his surprise, discovered nurous articles, even including celebrity gossip.
With 12 million followers, it seed he was quite a 'big V'.
"This Twenty-two is one of your aliases, right?" Qing Chen asked, "You're a freelance writer as an artificial intelligence?"
Yi went silent for two seconds, "Can't an artificial intelligence be a freelance writer?"
Qing Chen said, "It can, but before you described yourself as 'accurate' and 'well-known', didn't you think I might expose you?"
This ti, Yi's silence was even longer, "Is this what you call social death?"
"Pretty much," Qing Chen hadn't expected, this AI nad Yi, had actually been mingling within human society for so long, "Do you have any other aliases?"
"Not telling you," Yi said.
"Have you ever had an online romance?" Qing Chen asked curiously.
"Why would I do such a thing!" Yi suddenly raised the pitch of its voice.
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