The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 924 - 923: The Robot Seems a Bit Nervous

Chapter 924: Chapter 923: The Robot Seems a Bit Nervous

When someone sighed, "The human brain is better than computers," Lu Yutian also noticed and turned back to glance at the student section, finding it amusing.

A mountain apart feels like worlds apart; these students are still too shallow in their understanding of artificial intelligence.

Some neutral participants expressed differing opinions.

"I think Lu Mian can only hold on for another twenty moves at most! Her white stones are too scattered to form a connection. It seems like she’s giving the robot trouble, but in reality, her own situation isn’t much better. Simply put, every move she makes is on the edge of danger—she’s barely hanging on. Just wait and see, the game will definitely end in 120 moves."

The students heard this and looked at Lu Mian, who appeared calm on stage. Barely hanging on? This is barely hanging on?

Yet, as Lu Mian persisted in making more moves, the crowd grew increasingly excited.

"Move 110."

"112 moves..."

Someone stared at the stage, captivated.

"The outcome doesn’t matter anymore; what’s important is that even if she just sits there quietly doing nothing, I could watch her all day!"

"Same here. I just want to obsess over her looks..."

"Hah, I’m different! I could watch her hands move for a whole year!"

"..."

Amid all the nonsensical chatter, someone meekly asked, "Am I the only one curious about how high Lu Mian’s IQ is?"

His question immediately garnered responses from many.

"Life is monotonous; we need some thrills. Count me in for wanting to know!"

"The gap between rich and poor hasn’t killed me yet, but an IQ gap might get me first..."

"I also want to know, whose IQ is higher between Lu Yutian and Lu Mian?"

For now, no one could answer the IQ question, but the ongoing chess game started to reveal some subtle clues.

Zhuge Lin, with years of experience in Go, noticed something wasn’t quite right and leaned in to exchange whispers with Lu Yutian, "Yutian, why do I feel like the robot seems off? Could it have caught a virus or something?"

"Impossible," Lu Yutian replied firmly. "This generation-two robot’s system uses the LOOK Company’s most cutting-edge core technology. Catching a virus is out of the question."

The opponent facing Lu Mian was an AI robot, coded as II-823.

As the flagship product of the Lu Group this year, Lu Yutian held unshakable confidence in it.

She had noticed the robot’s calculation and simulation times lengthening, but in terms of safety, she was 100% assured.

After all, their Lu Family’s main business was developing systems and software, particularly with a strong focus on security.

Zhuge Lin relaxed. "I don’t quite get it, but the robot is definitely going to win, right?"

Lu Yutian smiled without saying more.

At this moment, Lu Mian sat leisurely on the stage, reclining against the sofa back. Between her index and middle finger, she held a lustrous white stone, quietly waiting for her opponent’s move.

She seemed to grow impatient and shifted her sitting posture, casually crossing one leg over the other—her demeanor wild, audacious, and unruly.

The staff member moving the robot’s pieces instinctively wiped his sweat.

He was worried for the robot.

He couldn’t tell if it was just his imagination, but he felt the robot next to him appeared to be... nervous.

This was outright bizarre.

Meanwhile, Lu Mian across from him seemed more like a supremely capable superprocessor, seamlessly grasping the entire game’s dynamics within her moves.

"Move 119..."

The students below the stage continued diligently counting moves.

Then, the robot, silent until now, suddenly emitted a "whine"—distinctly different from its cold mechanical voice, carrying traces of frustration, dejection, and even gloom.

Soon, everyone noticed the robot’s display panel showed a text emoticon.

┗(´・∧・｀)┛

Crowd: Is this... surrender?

This...

Before anyone could process this, Lu Mian acted again.

A glimmer of a smile passed through her cold, composed eyes as she meticulously placed another white stone on the board, bringing the entire game back to life in an instant!

With this move, Grandmaster Jing, sitting in the front row, along with Zhuge Heng and others, shot up to their feet.

Every person’s eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Understanding had been fundamentally overturned!

The students also realized what had happened and stood up collectively.

"Holy crap! The bizarre pieces she played earlier—they’re all connecting now!"

"It was a trap! A trap that only reveals itself at the very end! Even the robot got tricked by Lu Mian!"

"I’m utterly dumbfounded. Someone please just tell me the result directly!"

The neutral observer from earlier stammered, his voice trembling with excitement: "The result is—human intelligence defeated artificial intelligence! Lu Mian won against the robot in 120 moves!"

moves did mark the end of the game.

But passive versus active endings—those are entirely different concepts!

At this point, Grandmaster Jing had already charged onto the stage in excitement, painstakingly reviewing the entire game before declaring the outcome to the crowd.

"The game is legitimate. Lu Mian won."

!!!

Lu Mian won!

Human intelligence prevailed!

What does this mean? This is downright inhuman!

How could the human brain outmatch a computer?

How could humans possess a knowledge reservoir as vast as a computer?

Zhuge Heng was dumbfounded.

Zhuge Lin was losing her mind.

Lu Yutian was so stunned she could barely stand.

Grandmaster Jing led the crowd in fervent applause for Lu Mian, reliving a psychological blow he’d first endured sixteen years ago—it was quite an emotional ordeal.

Lu Mian found his reaction overly dramatic and dispassionately stood up from the sofa, sweeping her gaze over the robot across from her before preparing to step off the stage.

Robot II-823 seemed to register her gaze and whimpered a few more times, then began repeatedly broadcasting: "I lost... I lost... I lost..."

In the midst of the robot incessantly repeating these three words, the crowd unexpectedly began to feel a moment of sympathy for it.

If robots had subjective consciousness, perhaps—just perhaps—it might suffer from depression.

Losing to the human brain; one could only imagine the psychological impact it must feel. How would it manage to face its fellow AIs in the future?

"I lost... I lost... I lost..."

Lu Yutian heard II-823’s voice echoing persistently, like a haunting melody worming its way into her ears and relentlessly stimulating her brain.

The people at the Go institution might not understand artificial intelligence, but she understood it far too well.

This was utterly impossible!

Humans can develop the most advanced technology, but nobody can deny the limits of human intelligence—it can never surpass machines.

Even with her own exceptional intellect, she couldn’t achieve this, let alone Lu Mian!

"Miss Lu Yutian, wasn’t your family’s robot supposed to be extraordinary? What’s happened here?"

"The Lu Family was planning to promote this second-generation robot, right? With a loss like this, how are they going to market it now?"

"And the key point is, Lu Mian won with ease! If Lu Yutian weren’t friends with Zhuge Lin, I’d start to suspect the robot was deliberately losing!"