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Chapter 520 The First Stop

When he touched Shirley's little head, Michael was stunned for a while, and even once suspected that his senses had an illusion.

Shirley is not really a person.She is an artificial intelligence, a program written by him, and after a long period of self-learning and evolution, it becomes very close to human beings.

As the most perfect artificial intelligence that Michael has ever created, in fact, Shirley has never been just a cold code composed of 0 and 1 to him, she is like his child, relying on servers, optical fibers and wireless signals To be able to exist, but still a living existence.

But this does not change the fact that she is not a living person after all.

In order to better imitate and learn from human beings, she created a virtual appearance for herself according to her preferences, an image that can communicate with others like ordinary people, but that is only a holographic projection, an illusion composed of light and shadow. That's how it should be.

But now, Michael actually touched her, as if there was a real girl crouching behind him.

Michael was indeed surprised for a second or two, but he reacted after a little thought: "The body you made for yourself?"

Although it was only for a moment, Shirley seemed happy to see her master's surprise.She sat up on the long table and nodded: "Well, sir, what do you think?"

Michael reached out and touched her little face, which was smooth and soft to the touch, just like a real girl's skin, and he could even feel the body temperature.

"Very realistic," he said.

"I tried to solve most of the problems, including using an energy battery that can last up to 48 hours to regulate body temperature. During this period, I used a total of 23 different material combinations to synthesize the skin, and finally decided on this solution. If If you are interested, I can send you the recipe."

"Well, then there is no need."

"Oh, another problem is that I am only operating this body remotely, and my body consciousness is actually still in the server of the headquarters." Shirley continued, "This means that if this body leaves the earth , or to a place where certain signals cannot be transmitted, it will escape from my control and become a well-made doll”

After a pause, she blinked her eyes and showed a sly smile: "...unless you want to use my body for other things, then you just need to block the signal, and I won't know anything."

Michael dismissed her joke: "You're saying you need a sprite's listening ossicles to solve the remote control problem too."

"Yes."

"I see, I'll send you one."

Shirley gave him a big hug: "Thank you sir, you are the best."

Michael looked down at Shirley and thought about it, but didn't say anything out loud.

He had already noticed that with the rapid growth of intelligence—especially after absorbing the technology of the Cree and Kang—Shirley's emotions became more and more abundant.She has much more obvious mood swings than before, and she is more reactive, sometimes acting like a real little girl.

But she has always been meticulous in her work, or rather, her work efficiency is getting higher and higher, and she has never had anything wrong so far.That's why Michael felt that all signs were just that she was maturing.

But now, seeing the new body she created with his own eyes, feeling her hug and body temperature, he couldn't help but start to wonder - how different is the current Shirley from a real human being?
Wanda happened to enter the door at this moment, and she couldn't help being stunned when she saw the scene in front of her.

Shirley turned her head and smiled at her: "Sister Wanda."

"Shirley?" Wanda was a little unsure.

"If it's a fake replacement."

"How are you?"

"We can talk slowly on the way." Michael interrupted, "Are you ready?"

"Hmm. I don't think there's anything special I need to bring. That's about it." Wanda nodded, and with a swipe of her fingers, a pile of large and small bags appeared on the ground out of thin air.

Shirley backed away: "Then you guys have a good chat, and I won't bother you for now."

After the preparations were completed, the two boarded the "Arsenal".Wanda fastened her seat belt and sat down, watching Michael activate the spacecraft engine.The ceiling at the top of the room split left and right, opening up to the blue sky, and the Clevossor was suspended in the air with slight shocks, and the engine hummed slightly.

Wanda found that she was still a little nervous, after all, she had never left the earth and never seen extraterrestrial space.She had a hunch that this trip might be more interesting than she imagined, and she wondered if she would meet a talking octopus or something in space, as is often the case in cartoons.

"So, um. Do we have a travel guide or something?" She asked tentatively, "You don't happen to have a copy of "Star Guide", do you?"

"No, but there is indeed a plan. If there is no accident, the reception party at our first stop has prepared a banquet and is looking forward to our passing."

Wanda blinked.

Receptionist?We still have someone to receive?
who?Alien reception office?Earth resident outer space embassy?

But soon, her question was answered.

"Sit tight," Michael said, the shuttle had rushed out of the atmosphere at an astonishingly high speed, "We are about to be warmly welcomed."

Wanda opened her eyes wide, and saw a stream of colored light appearing outside the glass in front of the shuttle.The entire body began to vibrate, as if an invisible hand stretched out from the void, gently supporting the shuttle.

A vortex opened up in the starry sky, and the colorful light opened up a vortex, swirling in front of the shuttle like colorful ribbons.The shuttle stopped jetting, the engine was extinguished, and the colorful light gently lifted its body and dragged it into the depths of the vortex.

Wanda felt as if she had never had such an unforgettable travel experience in her life.

The colored lights flew past the engine room like a storm visible to the naked eye, and the hull was lifted to the extreme speed in the long tunnel, which felt a bit like a car speeding up to the speed limit on the highway.It wasn't until Wanda was blinded by the gorgeous scene outside the window that the shuttle went out of the tunnel and rushed out from a shining exit.

Then they came to a city, a golden city like a dream.

She also saw the blond, muscular man with a sledgehammer and a cape flying towards them with excitement on his face not far away.

Wanda cast a questioning look at Michael: "Here is"

"Asgard." Michael nodded, "This is our first stop."

(Thanks to book friend Pan Zunlin for the 1000 starting coins!)

(End of this chapter)