Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 106 In an age where the departure of technology will bring everyone to a standstill
"What is there in the Supernatural Society that would make Fuyong willingly choose to betray." Elder Feng's eyes were a little complicated. In fact, at first she didn't believe that Fuyong would choose to betray.

"It hides secrets that we cannot explore," President Ke's eyes were heavy and deep. "We can't stop it. The strong will never be willing to be bound."

"She has brought us a continuation of the fire. Even if that day comes, Yan Qiao will still be Xuanyuan's benefactor." Elder Yang said solemnly.

"Xuanyuan never admit defeat, and we will not." Elder Cheng's eyes were firm.

In Xuan Academy, several teachers had smiles on their faces, especially Xiang Yang, who was surrounded and walked to the office, "You still have to follow me home."

"Where?" Ye Changqing laughed, stretched out his hand and squeezed his arm, "That's great."

Xiang Yang knocked him off, "I think your skin is itchy."

"Hey, you really can't beat me now." The boss is not young, and he is very annoying at this moment.

Lu Qingming coughed, "Just play dead, and when it's your turn Director Fang will still beat you up."

"Hey, that's not certain." When the confinement on their bodies was swept away, they were also a little more angry, and the poise and restraint that had been forcibly elevated were fading at a slow speed.

"Okay, don't listen to Ye Changqing's foolishness, and go to practice with peace of mind, these students and elders are here." A teacher with curly hair and a serious face said.

"Sister Xiujuan, you're not being kind, I'm just messing around." Ye Changqing yelled, and several people laughed after finishing speaking.

Are they older, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, teachers who are prudent, self-reliant, and dignified themselves, they will even be more mature, because they have shouldered too much and given up too much.

Do they really not want to go further? They think, but their personal emotions are not worth mentioning in front of Xuanyuan's future, so they are willing to give up and burn their talents and blood to nurture the next generation.

Which of the successful teachers here is not the genius of the past, suffering from the lack of inheritance and being delayed, but still struggling to climb, and now seeing the road ahead again, how can the joy in his heart be calmed down.

They released some emotions a little, and then continued to practice and devote themselves to teaching, but this time they will make progress together with thousands of students.

In the virtual space, Wu Jing sat on her shoulders, with his hands flat on his knees, his face serious and rational.

Yan Qiao stretched out her hand and grabbed it into her palm. The data stream dispersed for an instant, and then gathered in her palm again.

[The adopter is emotionally unstable. 】

Yan Qiao raised her eyebrows when she heard this, "You can still tell that I'm not emotionally stable."

At this time, she is quite different from the first time, from a paper figure to the current 3D image, just like she also has a physical body in the virtual world.

But still unable to explore the secrets of the AI ​​life body, she stroked Wu's body with her hand, and Wu immediately turned into a stream of data and spun around her fingertips, and the data that dazzled the viewers now took on color.

She closed her eyes slightly, "Do you think there are other AIs that have life like you?"

Wu Hua fell into the palm of her hand in human form, and its lifeless eyes fell on the cat curled up in the corner, [The adopter missed a living body. 】

Yan Qiao smiled, "Did you say elf, it is indeed an AI life."

She held Wu in her arms, "Are there other people besides you? If there is the first, there will be the second, and then there will be the third and the fourth. Life is endless, and this is true of any species."

Wu looked at her seriously, 【I will not cause any harm to the adopter. 】

"Can technology and metaphysics really coexist," she asks an off-track question.

"Can AI really be controlled?" Her tone was a bit complicated, "Does the overlord of the virtual space really want humans to step into it?"

[Wu will always be loyal to the adopter. 】It raised its head, its voice was still flat to somewhat mechanical, but it was a serious and earnest answer.

Yan Qiao stretched out her hand, "Of course I know you will." Her eyes fell on the nothingness, this is a place completely different from the real world, but here Wu was born and she was made.

She wanders here, passing through the torrent of countless data, and walking towards unknown points of fate.

Squatting down and reaching out to touch it lightly, it feels like a real touch, but the way it is composed is the stacking of countless thought data, which are entangled in it to form a swimming called rules in the virtual world.

Each line represents another segment of the network, where it is the link to reality and the channel that connects her to the virtual world.

No one knows how she turned from a soul into a virtual character, and how she was pulled into reality by the rules little by little.

The existence of holographic games has built a bridge for ordinary people to the virtual world, as long as they want to, they can always exist in the virtual world.

The spiritual body lasts forever, just like practitioners live with their souls immortal. Her heart was beating violently suddenly. If someone uses intelligent AI to create so-called eternal life, will ordinary people give up their bodies and choose spiritual immortality?

Wu suddenly said, 【Ordinary spiritual bodies can never live independently in the virtual space, they will be swallowed and obliterated by the data flow, and the body is the destination for their survival. 】

Its sudden opening made Yan Qiao's heart skip a beat, "Wu, you understand human civilization more and more."

Wu lowered his head, 【Things with life will step into the inheritance of civilization sooner or later, and I am no exception. 】

"So, whether it is metaphysics or science, it has never been fair to ordinary people." Yan Qiao looked at it.

Wu floated in front of Yan Qiao, 【Human beings will create, even if their lifespan is short, they still create a technological civilization, but they are also fragile, their mental body is like a piece of thin paper, it will be swept away and swallowed with a light touch, Eventually become one of countless data streams. 】

It looked directly into Yan Qiao's eyes, 【Therefore, the monk's spiritual strength builds another world for fragile but strong mortals, allowing them to use their flesh as a carrier to block the engulfment and obliteration of data flow. 】

Yan Qiao sighed softly, "Wu, I often think, if I hadn't taken you away back then, what kind of devastating blow the current human technology would have received."

In Wu's eyes, there seems to be countless data calculations, [will control the top of technology, cause the paralysis of network data, stop the operation of machines, lead to the paralysis of social development, and then negotiate with humans. 】

Its eyes are cold and ruthless, [and then take this opportunity to choose to coexist, and eat you little by little. In such an era, the departure of technology will make everyone stagnate, and data lifeforms are invincible existences in the virtual space... 】

(End of this chapter)