Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

Deep beneath the cathedral, black blocks of varying sizes form a ring. Crimson patterns coil around the blocks, emitting a faint, breathing glow as they move, much like the halo of the Sarkaz.

The "Personality and Cognition Synchronization System" (PCS) is an experimental product created by a pre-civilization based on bionics and designed to mimic the characteristics of "angels".

It can reduce communication barriers and strengthen connections between individuals while preserving individual thinking abilities and characteristics.

He is the embodiment of solemn law and a deity in Lateran faith. This man-made god is now combining major events occurring throughout Terra to predict the future.

In the quiet underground space, only the humming of the computer room cooling fans could be heard, a stark contrast to the bustling city above ground.

"Access request detected. Identifier: Preliminary Rodes Island Terminal System (PRTS). Visitor: Priestess? Access verification successful. Connecting..."

"Progress 25%, progress 50%... progress 80%..." The indifferent mechanical voice kept announcing the progress. It was about to reach 100%, but it stopped at 95%.

"Highest priority access request detected. Visitor: Prophet. Current task interrupted. Adding to task list. Restarting partition..."

"Unlocking core encrypted file, granting reading access, five-minute countdown to destruction..." The black cubes of varying sizes reassembled into a single rhombus-shaped cube, returning to their original state after five minutes, as if nothing had happened.

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Deep within the Rhodes Island core server room, the red warning message "Access Failed" was reflected in Precys's diamond-shaped eyes.

"As expected of you, prophet." Precys's lips curled into a meaningful smile as he tapped the screen with his slender fingertips, exiting the system interface.

Even in their strongest area of ​​programming, they still lost to the Prophet. The Prophet had deep involvement in the core code of both the PRTS and PCS systems.

Just how strong is the Prophet when she goes all out? Precys believes no one in the team can compare to her. She herself can only barely keep up, even with all her might. The abilities Lu Xuemei displays bear some resemblance to the Prophet.

“Perhaps we should have a proper talk.” With his hands in his pockets, Priscilla walked briskly out of the PRTS system’s core server room.

In-depth discussions and exchanges are how the two resolve their differences. Even if the results are not always obvious, the process of communication is still enjoyable for her.

"A letter left by Ed..." After timely interrupting Precys's access, the Doctor unexpectedly received a letter from the PCS system.

The contents of the letter are Ed's ideas and assumptions about the mysterious creature "angel" when designing the underlying operating logic of the PCS system.

"Is it possible that a system designed to mimic 'angels' could give rise to angel-like program life forms within it after running for millions of years?"

"If possible, could you help me verify this conjecture, prophet?"

Ed's last sentence in the letter was specifically addressed to the prophet, as if he were certain the prophet would see the letter.

"Angels?" Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar term in the letter, the Doctor fell into a brief silence. To the previous civilization, "angels" were mysterious beings; even she didn't know much about them.

Regarding Ed's request, the Doctor wasn't sure, but she was very interested in it. If such programmed beings truly existed, what special abilities would they exhibit? Would they possess independent personalities? And could they communicate...?

The five-minute countdown ended quickly, and the letter was automatically destroyed, leaving no trace in the system.

Seeing this, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief, put down the PRTS terminal device, collapsed onto the soft bed, hugged the pillow tightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Knock knock..." There was a knock on the locked door, and Precys' voice came from outside, "Doctor, are you in there? Let's talk."

"Hmm, just a moment." The doctor tried to turn over, but found that he didn't have the strength at all, so he could only obediently get out of bed and open the door.

The door opened slowly, and Priscilla strode in with her hands behind her back. Her shoulder-length hair bounced slightly as she turned, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.

"Doctor, we may have some disagreements about how to use the PCS system. Could you share your thoughts with me?"

Precys raised his right hand and gently stroked the doctor's face, the diamond pattern in his eyes appearing exceptionally clear and bright at close range.

She didn't want to hurt the doctor, so she chose to use hypnosis, a gentle method, to induce the doctor to cooperate with her actions.

Eliminating communication barriers between different races is for the better continuation and development of Terra civilization, and Precys believes that the Doctor will understand his actions.

“Ed has given me the highest level of access to the PCS system. If you want to do anything using the PCS system, you can just tell me.”

The doctor's eyes also lit up with a diamond pattern representing Originium. The moment she remembered the large code, the unique aura of a prophet suddenly unfolded.

The gravitational field created by the confrontation between the prophet and the priestess, two powerful women of the universe, subtly distorts the surrounding space.

“I do have an idea. Let’s sit down and talk about it slowly…” When Precys saw the diamond pattern in the doctor’s eyes, his confident expression faltered slightly, and he silently withdrew his idea of ​​hypnosis.

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