The game is about becoming a god, starting with the rampage of Hua Ye.

Enjoying the pleasures of life is ultimately not a long-term thing, so after resting for half a month, Glenn resumed his work.

How long would it take to traverse the starry desert? So Glenn began to plan time limits for all aspects. The standard time for each research project was within a hundred years, but adjustments could be made in special circumstances, such as during bottleneck periods of key technologies.

Glenn checked the recent flight records and, finding no major changes, immediately entered a "grinding" mode.

"Come on! Who's afraid of who? As long as my liver is strong enough, I have nothing to fear."

Glenn encouraged himself internally.

"Yes, let's start by studying the intelligent management system of the Sword of Judgment. If we can make a breakthrough, it will save a lot of effort and time for subsequent research."

Lost in thought, Glenn decided on the first step of his research plan.

Without hesitation, Glenn cleared his mind of all his mixed emotions, which would be conducive to his thinking. Coupled with the technological foundation of the Angelic Civilization, he was confident that he could achieve some breakthroughs.

The glorious years, a century of solitude, the starry sky alone always gives people a sense of loneliness. Even if Glenn was mentally prepared, these hundred years made his heart quiet down, mainly because loneliness makes people silent.

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"Using its own memories and thoughts as a template, it constructs an artificial intelligence with thinking capabilities, and then uses the anti-void ability of Qiankun to completely rewrite the underlying data of the intelligent core, making it completely obedient to my commands."

Staring at the massive data stream flowing past him, Glenn muttered to himself, lost in thought once again.

A century of immersion has left him, who used to neglect his appearance, with a full beard and a disheveled look that is far from handsome or composed. Although Glenn himself is not the type to be strikingly handsome, it does not diminish his self-confidence.

As Glenn typed the last piece of data code, the massive data stream abruptly stopped, then gradually vanished.

In the darkness, a mechanical voice rang out from the intelligent core database.

"The core database will be restarted, and Number One will be online for the first time."

As the sound ended, the blue crystal in the core area of ​​the Sword of Judgment suddenly dimmed before returning to normal, and the entire celestial body trembled slightly.

Glenn was not surprised at all; it was a necessary procedure. And Number One was the name Glenn gave to the intelligent management system of the Sword of Judgment—simple and straightforward.

"Buzz!"

As the interior of the Sword of Judgment returned to normal, a projection appeared in front of Glenn.

"Hello, Shadow King, Number One is at your service."

Looking at the virtual figure in front of him that resembled him, Glenn couldn't help but show an appreciative look, but after a moment, he revealed a sense of regret.

"Still so handsome, as expected of myself! Ah! It's a pity, if Keisha and the others were here, it would definitely be very interesting to use them as a template."

Although Glenn was quite satisfied with the appearance of the intelligent core, its mechanical and monotonous voice made him somewhat uncomfortable.

"Number One, your voice is awful. Can you try a different approach? Something more emotional."

Glenn asked impatiently, "That voice sounds like torture to me, it doesn't match my appearance at all!"

"Shadow King, although I think the same way, it seems you didn't assign me an emotion module, did you?"

Number One's mechanical, monotonous voice revealed a hint of complaint and grievance. Everything he had was given to him by Glenn, so it didn't seem like it was his fault that something went wrong.

"Ok?"

"You seem to have a problem with me! What? Can't you learn it yourself? You inherited the core of my wisdom, do you really need me to teach you such a small thing?"

Glenn was extremely annoyed. This guy was so argumentative, completely unlike himself—righteous, gentlemanly, and fearless.

"..."

Number One was completely stumped. What could it say? Its current template is you! It has inherited your memories, and from a scientific point of view, it can be considered Glenn's clone.

The stubbornness in my memory still prompted Number One to express its feelings.

"While your wisdom is unparalleled, it must be said that the current Number One does not have such a function."

"What? That's impossible! In my estimation, it should have the ability to develop itself!"

Glenn was taken aback; Number One's answer surprised him.

Before Number One could reply again, Glenn directly connected to the core database to examine Number One's data structure.

After some manipulation and verification, Glenn finally accepted Number One's answer.

Sure enough, although Number One had its own memory data and thought patterns, it was still somewhat lacking in basic logical thinking and data deduction.

In general, Number One cannot yet be said to possess the ability to think independently. To achieve this, some technical challenges are beyond Glenn's current comprehension and require the application of deeper scientific theories to make breakthroughs.

Understanding all this, Glenn was somewhat disappointed. He had thought he could achieve his goal, but he had unexpectedly hit a bottleneck.

"Sigh! That's all we can do. We'll think about these things again once we find the Divine River Civilization!"

Left with no other option, Glenn had to suspend his research in this area.

The complete Number One is the strongest guarantee for Glenn's future plans. He needs Number One to be able to carry out his plans independently after he leaves this time and space. Some unforeseen events during this period must be resolved by Number One himself. Therefore, Number One must have the ability to be independent.

Looking at Number One, who resembled him so closely, Glenn sighed:

"Alright! I overestimated you. Here's an emotional module for you."

"???"

Number One looked puzzled again, though its expression remained unchanged.

Next, Glenn performed a series of operations, directly updating a mini-program for Number One, and waited for everything to be completed.

Number One paused for a moment, then its wooden expression gradually came to life, its eyes lit up, and its voice changed as it spoke.

"Hmm! That's more like it! Shadow King, your technique is a bit lacking! You need to improve!"

"Hey, you're pretty cheeky, aren't you? Want me to add something for you?"

Glenn laughed angrily, threatening through gritted teeth.

"hehe!"

Number One wasn't buying it. It knew Glenn's thoughts perfectly well; it was Glenn's clone!

Glenn sighed, realizing he'd gotten himself into trouble, and said listlessly:

"Alright, time to get back to work. I'm handing the Sword of Judgment over to you. I need to research my next target. Don't bother me unless there's a special reason."

When it comes to serious matters, the No. 1 intelligent management system begins to take things seriously, and that is the purpose of its creation.

"Shadow King, leave it to me."

"Ok!"

Glenn casually agreed and walked towards his residence. He needed to rest before proceeding with his research on the next target. A century of tireless research had left his mind foggy, and he needed to recuperate.

From this moment on, under the management of Number One, the Sword of Judgment began its new journey. Glenn no longer needed to worry about any of the tedious matters, and even if Glenn left the Sword of Judgment, it would still be able to operate normally.