Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 83 Ghostly Artificial Intelligence - Wang Ming

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you to lead the way."

Yan Ming responded to Mr. Jiang, the "Ghost Sparrow," and then said again, "However, I have some things to tell my companions."

“Okay, lightweight.” Mr. Jiang maintained his smile, took a few steps back, turned to the side and started scrolling through his phone, seemingly not paying attention to Yan Ming.

Yan Ming walked over to Zhao Yunyao and placed his hands on her shoulders, applying slight pressure: "Later, you and He Lian should find a crowded place to wait for us."

After speaking, he released his hands and placed them back where the other person's hands were, near the waist: "Do you understand?"

"Mmm." Zhao Yunyao lowered her head slightly, deliberately showing a shy expression on her face.

Seeing this, Yan Ming let go of his hand, knowing that the other party had understood.

He had just naturally placed a childlike ghost eye into Zhao Yunyao's pocket.

Zhao Yunyao's right hand was always in her pocket. She touched the ghost eye, so she deliberately pretended to be shy to help them pretend to be a normal couple.

Yan Ming decided to follow this ghost sparrow to meet the high-ranking officials in reality who were connected with the "weird game".

From his perspective, he was more inclined to believe that Li Yan's superior was a normal person.

He may not necessarily be a "good person," and judging a leader by the standard of "good" or "bad" is not necessarily accurate, but he is likely to consider issues from the perspective of the collective, because Li Yan is such a person.

If the people above him are scheming and despicable, then Li Yan would definitely not be willing to sacrifice himself. He is not a brainless fool; he would definitely judge what kind of society is worth his sacrifice.

Yan Ming's requirements are not high; he just wants his boss to be a normal person.

However, necessary precautions were still required, so Yan Ming arranged for the more mobile He Lian and Zhao Yunyao to be in one group, while he and Lu Mingzhe went into the post office together.

With the Ghost Eye on Zhao Yunyao, if something goes wrong, she can escape in time through spatial teleportation. Moreover, there are exactly two people who can escape, so she can take Lu Mingzhe with her.

After giving a brief instruction, Yan Ming walked over to Gui Que, who was playing on his phone, and said, "Let's go."

"Hmm..." Ghost Sparrow let out a prolonged sound, and then said without thinking, "Wait, let's finish this round."

Yan Ming: "..."

No, buddy?

So he leaned over and glanced at Ghost Sparrow's phone screen, and discovered that the other person was playing a Japanese mahjong game.

However, the operation is very abstract.

Yan Ming hadn't played this type of game much, but he at least knew the most basic rules.

Mahjong game?

Could it be related to some weird game?

With the mindset of trying to see the best in other players, Yan Ming felt that the other party's serious gameplay might be to accumulate experience for the strange game.

After all, the pinball rules of the weird game are similar to those of mahjong, so it seems like it wouldn't be a problem to practice mahjong while not playing the weird game.

After all, my mahjong skills are too low.

Wait a minute, you ghost sparrow, could it be the sparrow of sparrow spirit?
For a moment, Yan Ming felt inexplicably speechless. He had hoped that the officials wouldn't be beasts, but surely they weren't some kind of abstract artist?
"call--"

Before long, Ghost Sparrow finally let out a long breath, and his face, which had been stiff from the game, relaxed.

"You won?" Yan Ming was surprised. Could someone with that skill level really win?

An evenly matched opponent?

"The game is over." Ghost Sparrow smiled, his confident demeanor leaving Yan Ming somewhat puzzled.

What do you mean by "all the cards are played"? Do you think this is a game of Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game)?

However, Yan Ming didn't have time to complain in his mind, because Gui Que quickly put away his phone and apologized very politely: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Please come with me."

He then led Yan Ming and the other man into the post office and along a path to another floor.

Along the way, Yan Ming kept testing whether the Ghost Eye was working properly, constantly confirming that no ghosts were suppressing its teleportation ability.

If he discovers something is wrong, he can escape immediately.

However, that place wasn't far from here; just a few steps away was a small office. Ghost Sparrow pushed open the door and said to the person inside, "Hey, he's here."

There are probably four or five seats in the office, but now there is only one old man standing by the window, sipping the tea in his cup and spitting two mouthfuls of tea leaves at the bushes outside the window.

Hearing the noise, the old man immediately turned around, greeted him with a smile, looking just like any other retired elderly person in the compound.

"You...you must be Yan Ming?"

As the old man asked questions, he searched through the scattered files on his desk, eventually finding a file titled "Ghostly Blinding" from a batch of files marked as confidential.

Yan Ming's gaze fell on the file folder, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

Did they know about this?
They've known about the Blindfold Ghost all along?!

“I’m an old man now. I only have one intelligence ghost that can predict the future, but the intelligence I can get every day, week, and month is different, and the level is also different. You were the highest level intelligence ghost last month, so I transferred your file from other places.”

The old man continued, then, as if remembering something, introduced himself: "You can just call me Teacher Qin. I used to be a teacher for two years."

"Okay, Teacher Qin, do you mean you predicted my arrival all along?" Yan Ming asked, his hand already in his pocket, where he had written a letter.

Teacher Qin nodded: "Yes, my information will be accurate, but not detailed. I only said that you will bring a very important document that may be able to change our predicament."

"it's here."

Yan Ming didn't bother with beating around the bush. He took out the basic theory about the Ghost Realm from his pocket and placed it in front of Teacher Qin.

Then, he glanced at the ghost sparrow beside him out of the corner of his eye, only to find that the other party had no interest in gossip at all, but was instead making the most of every second to start another game.

As if remembering something, Yan Ming suddenly asked, "Do you know Dr. Wang Ming?"

"Wang Ming?" Professor Qin's eyes narrowed slightly. "He did a good job in scientific research, but it's a pity he's been dead for some time now."

He sighed deeply: "He used to be my student. About half a month ago, he said goodbye to me, saying that he was going to do something more meaningful, much more meaningful than his life, and then he died."

There wasn't much emotion in Teacher Qin's words, only a sense of remembrance. At his age, he had basically seen life and death many times.

Yan Ming lowered his eyes silently, which was about what he had guessed.

Dr. Wang Ming has indeed become a ghost.

but……

He volunteered.

Is this the only way to transform it into artificial intelligence?

Even if it means losing self-awareness, one must still seek the only correct answer?
The theory of ghost domains was definitely not developed by Wang Ming, because if it were him, it's impossible that the human side would be completely unaware of it.

In other words, it was the artificial intelligence that inherited his will and thus discovered this...

truth.

(End of this chapter)