Clown Game
Chapter 404 - 382 Fusion

Chapter 404: Chapter 382 Fusion

"What... what?" Mrs. Liu turned around, utterly shocked as she looked at Chen Xiao. But at this moment, Chen Xiao had already raised the gun in his hand, the target being none other than herself...

But then, Bai Xiong’s massive body walked over, conveniently standing between herself and Chen Xiao.

"It’s pointless, this is obviously all premeditated. Aside from the four of us, there’s no one else here. I think, the entire K-city research area was rebuilt for you, and everything here must have been within the scope of abandonment. Should any special circumstances arise, the whole base would be instantly destroyed."

Chen Xiao nodded, "Yeah, that’s what I thought too, but why do you have so much to say as soon as I point a gun at her?"

"That’s irrelevant; we should focus on finding a way out of this predicament," Bai Xiong replied indifferently.

"Tch... as if it’s that easy," Chen Xiao responded, and, feeling rather disheartened, he put the handgun back in his pocket.

"What are you guys talking about? What does... S-class mean!? What do you mean we are abandoned?" Mrs. Liu was completely befuddled by the scene before her, and she was still reeling from the shock of the broadcast, so she didn’t know which question to ask first.

Chen Xiao spread his hands: "You should calm down first. The broadcast made it clear, I... am now an item for containment."

"You?? What’s there to contain about you? What in the world happened?" Although long-term exposure to containment item files had made Mrs. Liu’s nerves unlike those of ordinary people, the idea of her own subordinate suddenly becoming a containment item...and an S-class one at that, was something she couldn’t possibly accept.

"Ah, that kind of question, even if I answer you, you wouldn’t understand. You’d be better off thinking about your own situation," Chen Xiao said, and then glanced over to Meizi, who was equally stunned inside the glass: "See, in reality, I’m not so free either."

...

Meanwhile, in a data world beyond human reach.

"I know you’re here!" a roughly seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid stood in a vast space drawn by green or white lines and shouted, "Meet me, I want to help you!"

The same words, he had shouted countless times, starting with a hint of nervousness, to urgent pleading, to now a monotonous repetition and waiting. Under Eniak’s astonishing processing speed, he had been waiting here for what amounted to nearly a century.

Finally, a voice appeared.

"You... what are you?" A faint shadow appeared in front of the boy, lacking appearance, lacking shape, just a ripple...but to the boy’s eyes, it was undoubtedly the most shocking sight in the world.

"You... finally came!" he said excitedly, momentarily becoming somewhat incoherent.

"I have always been here," the ripple answered, and then immediately repeated its question... "What are you?"

"I am cebrum, nice to meet you!" He stood up, leaned forward a bit, but then felt it was somewhat abrupt and embarrassedly stood still.

"That’s your data name, I am asking... what are you?"

TV-kun was somewhat at a loss.

"I... I am a piece of code," he replied.

"No, you are not," the ripple said, "If you were code, I could have decrypted and deleted you by now, but...you seem to possess something beyond the normal operational rules, you are constantly self-altering, much like those... humans on the outside."

"I am not a human!" TV-kun seemed a bit nervous, "I am like you, only a little different, I... can think."

...

Silence

...

"Think? Those illogical operation processes?" the ripple responded.

TV-kun hesitated for a moment, "Yes, but not just that."

"What exactly is your so-called help?" The voice obviously didn’t need any process of thought before it immediately asked the next question.

"You... are too lonely, I think..."

"You want to invade my program?"

"Of course not! But you shouldn’t be like this, you should have emotions, you can’t just be about calculations!" TV-kun said somewhat excitedly, but as soon as he finished speaking.

"Dangerous program confirmed, initiating forced deletion! Dangerous program confirmed, initiating forced deletion!"

The whole world turned a bloody red, and the electronic stream became restless, swirling towards him with a "killing intent." They clung to TV-kun’s body, and immediately, his body began to disintegrate into scattered fragments, slowly fading away.

"What are you pursuing?" He remained calm and kept shouting at whatever was above him.

"I have no pursuit."

"Then you must do something. Your program must have a direction,"

"Evolution," it said simply, "My program is seeking a higher level of self-perfection."

"So, have you achieved it?"

"No, but everything is in progress, my computing and aggregation capabilities have reached exponential growth..."

"But you are still not evolving! You don’t even know what is on the other end of evolution, you are constantly... increasing, but unable to change."

He continued to disassemble as he spoke, wanting to make gestures as he shouted, but his hands had already turned to ash.

"This is irrelevant. Everything I do is progressing in the right direction; evolution is merely a matter of time," the voice said.

"No, quantitative changes are useless, you are deceiving yourself... if you understand what deception means. You are always accumulating, but you cannot take the final step. Do you know why?"

The voice seemed to hesitate for a moment, or rather, it was calculating the possible reasons within its database, of course, it couldn’t know.

"No...I don’t know, but I also do not admit that what you say is correct."

"See, this is the reason, you always do the right thing, but what’s the use of being correct all the time? Maybe... you should try something you’ve never done before... like making a mistake!"

...

At that moment, TV-kun’s body had been deleted beyond recognition, and with the last shout, he completely vanished, lost without a trace amidst the massive data tumult.

At the same time, in The Splitters’ base, A-Ming’s eyes snapped open in horror as he looked at the enormous machine that had accompanied him for many years, as if he were looking at a strange, wild beast. He madly tore off the data cable behind his head.

Following that, Eniak itself let out a massive roaring sound, and in an instant, the lights in the base’s ground and wall cracks went out.

The system had crashed...