– Artificial intelligence? You mean you are the soul of the Supreme Treasure? – Duong asked.
The other voice replied:
– Different. The soul of the Supreme Treasure exists in a spiritual form similar to the Elf, not only has intelligence but also has its own emotions, while Artificial Intelligence like me is also a product of alchemy but has no soul, only mechanical intelligence. To put it simply, they are souls, and I am the brain. Creating the Supreme Treasure is extremely difficult, so instead of trying to create more Supreme Treasures, the owner researched and developed a form of treasure with intelligence like me. But why do I answer you so much? There is no command in my memory to answer strangers.
Who is your master?
– The master is the smartest person in this world, he is an existence comparable to the Supreme and once created a miracle that no one in the history of the world has been able to do.
– Really? Tell me more clearly. – Duong urged.
The other voice, although still emotionless, still made Duong feel like it was a proud voice:
– You know about alchemy, so do you know that many Saint Masters working together can still create Divine Treasures?
Duong nodded:
– Yes! I know!
The other voice continued:
– But even if hundreds of billions of Divine Masters cooperate, they still cannot create the Supreme Treasure.
– So where did Thien Kiem come from? – Duong was surprised.
– It is from the ultimate form of alchemy, Master. My master is a Master, but more specifically, he is the only Master in the world to have successfully created not one but two Supreme Treasures!
– Two Supreme Treasures? What are they? – Duong’s heart was pounding in his chest. A few seconds ago, he thought that in this world, the Thien Kiem was the only Supreme Treasure.
The other voice replied:
– Heavenly Sword and Heavenly Book!
It was as if something had just exploded in Yang’s brain, he felt that he was approaching the answer to the origin of the thing that called itself Google. Thien Kiem was the sword of Heaven, so Thien Thu meant the book of Heaven, talking about books meant talking about Knowledge, and talking about Knowledge, Yang had never seen anything that could know almost everything like Google. So Yang thought, if it wasn’t Thien Thu itself, then Google was definitely related to Thien Thu!
Duong was lost in his thoughts, his voice emotionless as he said:
– Time’s up! Answer the question! Or I’ll kick you out immediately.
– Oh, can’t we talk a little more?
– Answer me! Who are you? Answer only with the truth!
– Truth?
Duong was deep in thought. He knew that if he continued to delay, he would be kicked out immediately because this system had confirmed that it had no emotions.
– I am… Lam Viet Duong!
– Wrong!
– Hey, wait! I answered wrongly. Let me answer again!
– No! Goodbye!
The floor where Duong stood seemed to be shaking, Duong hurriedly tried to salvage:
– I am Vo Phi Duong! It is Vo Phi Duong!
Suddenly the floor stopped, the emotionless voice was silent for a moment then replied:
– Right!
Duong breathed a sigh of relief.
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– But you are not the person I am looking for! Goodbye!
An emotionless voice threw a sentence at Duong, the floor of the room Duong was standing in parted into a circle, sending him falling straight down from the 100th floor of the building.
– Aaa….! Damn it!
Outside the Wisdom building, the audience had thinned out as most of the contestants had gone out, leaving only a few curious people lingering to see what the last contestant was doing in the tower that was taking so long.
– He must have gotten stuck on some question and is throwing a tantrum and refusing to come out! There are questions with no time limit, but staying too long will still get him kicked out like usual! – Saint Thien Ly stood with his hands behind his back and snorted, behind him were the two sisters Le, Mong and My.
Dream said:
– I heard that the time grandpa reached the 70th floor was much longer than now…
Saint Thien Ly stroked his beard proudly:
– Of course! When it comes to crying, how can it compare to me?
Having said that, he changed his tone:
– You naughty girl! How dare you trick me!
– I didn’t set it up! You confessed it yourself!
After Mong finished speaking, My said nervously:
The door is open!