chsdbacks Chapter 288 Intelligent Agents
Chapter 288 Intelligent Agents
Chapter 288 Intelligent Agents
Does the Elf King understand traditional Chinese characters?
But why doesn't He use simplified Chinese characters?
And this guy's speaking style...
Strangely enough, when Klein saw some familiar Chinese characters, his tense heart naturally relaxed a little. Perhaps it was the relaxation brought about by reading Russell's diary for a long time, or perhaps it was the curiosity of his inner cat peeking out again.
At this point, no novice guidance was needed. With his rich experience, Klein extended a bit of spirituality and touched the words on it, and the words naturally changed.
"If you can understand this, then you are definitely someone chosen by fate, because such knowledge and information in this language do not exist in this world. Even the few times it was used, I erased it from the realm of fate and added encryption."
"Even the most enlightened mind cannot easily see what I have left behind." Klein looked at the text above. The repeated mention of fate seemed to imply that the Elf King possessed authority related to fate, but did he really? Klein didn't know. He only knew that in the myths of Silver City, the Elf King's attendant god was the God of Fortune.
This fellow countryman seems quite confident, but why didn't he, like Roselle, pass these things on...?
Klein pondered that if the Elf King foresaw his own death, then perhaps he also understood the fate of the elves after his death. If he really had any message he wanted to convey, it would seem reasonable to entrust it to so-called fate.
There's no way to decipher traditional Chinese characters in either the North or South Continents, and since this script has never been publicly revealed, it seems only the same "time travelers" can barely recognize it...
Klein looked at the traditional Chinese characters with a bit of a headache. As a science student working in the computer industry, he really wasn't used to it. He had to guess the meaning of some characters based on the context, especially when a large number of traditional characters appeared in a long passage.
He now suspects that Russell, the "liberal arts student," didn't get the book because he might have slacked off a bit in college.
Klein continued to infuse his writing with spirituality, and the handwriting continued to change.
"I'm not sure about your personality, so to avoid wasting time and unnecessary guesswork."
"To put it bluntly, if you're not part of the Stormpath, don't worry about me resurrecting you."
Updates to the Book of Natural Disasters.
What's going on with this book?
As Klein looked at the newly updated content, he suddenly had a chilling feeling that the book was "alive."
And why did you immediately say you had a backup plan for resurrection?
Klein's lips twitched; he felt that Russell's diary was much more approachable.
However, the above explanation makes a lot of sense. Even if the Elf King wanted to be resurrected, it would definitely be through the Storm Path, or even other adjacent paths. It's impossible for him to possess a fortune teller, right?
These estimates are all pre-set.
Klein reassured himself and clicked on "The Book of Calamities" again.
"If you take this book, the elves will offer you some assistance."
This book continues to be updated.
I am very grateful, but the elves are rarely active. Should I take this book to the Church of the Sea God and turn myself in? Klein now understands. This book must be more important to the elves. The "angel" sacrificed himself to the Fool, probably because he was worried that the elves would find out about him.
"You can think of this book as an intelligent entity that can answer some of your questions."
"This is a small compensation for you."
Somewhere, Xia Er held a quill pen, looked at the synced content on her notebook, and chuckled softly.
Upon seeing these contents, Klein's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
compensate?
What compensation?
What did you do to me?
Considering the previous speculations, the Elf King might have authority over destiny. Could he have encountered something unclean?
What does "intelligent agent" mean?
Klein pondered this unfamiliar word and suddenly felt as if he were reading classical Chinese.
【..】
Can it understand what I'm saying?
No, what does that mean?
Klein now seemed to understand what an intelligent agent was. Was this similar to Arrodes? He quickly shook his head. Compared to Arrodes, this book seemed utterly idiotic.
"What kind of compensation are you talking about?"
Klein asked tentatively.
A Tangle of Fate
"What does this mean?"
Klein had some guesses in his mind, but he still asked, unwilling to give up.
【..】
Looking at this useless AI, Klein wanted to curse it, but considering that it had existed for thousands of years, it was normal for it to be a little stupid, so he held back.
It's better if he's brainless; if he actually had a brain, he might be worried.
"What is the purpose of this book?"
Klein asked again.
[Help you establish a connection with the great Elf King]
[Answering your question]
nonsense!
Klein understood this time, and he went straight to the crucial question, "Was the Elf King a time traveler?"
【Yes】
Really?
Even though he had known it all along, Klein was still somewhat taken aback when he actually saw this scene.
"Was he the first time traveler? An ancient god?"
Klein pressed for an answer.
【Yes】
The answer remains concise.
"Does the Elf King know the secret of time travel?"
Klein's breathing became a little rapid. As an ancient god, the Elf King was able to foresee that there would be time travelers in the future. The amount of information he possessed must be enormous.
【have no idea】
Klein's eyes suddenly darkened, and a feeling of loss and bitterness spread through his heart.
"Even the ancient gods don't know?"
He had given up hope.
【perhaps】
Perhaps... wait... there really is hope?
"You mean you don't know?"
Klein's hope was rekindled.
【have no idea】
"Then do you know..."
【have no idea】
"That..."
In the gray fog space, after several divinations, Klein, who still found no danger, started playing with the "intelligent agent" in the Book of Calamities. Although the "intelligent agent" was rather dull and had a poor memory, it still helped alleviate his loneliness.
At least in the gray fog space, he could relax a bit. What was more unpleasant was that this intelligent agent was rather rigid and did not have the ability to translate the contents of the Book of Calamities to him without any side effects.
No. 16, Xiangshu Street.
Xia Er burned the notebook on the table.
He didn't like being monitored, so he didn't want to install a monitor on Mr. Fool. The intelligent beings in "The Book of Calamities" were just a means for the audience, a kind of simulated thinking, not real humanity, and wouldn't give him any real-time feedback. He didn't want to do that either.
"I still have humanity."
Xia Er murmured to himself, and a deep red light shone on his hand. This was the mark that the Gray Mist Space bestowed upon every member of the Tarot Club.
Chael was the one who had the deepest understanding; through the crimson glow, he could see the surging gray-white mist.
That book wasn't really compensation... it was... a sharing...
There are also many vivid illustrations and various occult knowledge waiting to be unlocked.
And fate... he, of course, could not hold down the magical beacon of destiny.
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