Chapter 343 Heart Heart Think Think

Tianji truly lived up to the name of being a product of divine technology; its effectiveness as a Battle Armor AI exceeded Ling Mo’s expectations by several times over.

Within just a few seconds, it thoroughly analyzed the entire Battle Armor system and began proactively optimizing it, fixing even many details that Ling Mo, the creator, had overlooked.

Ling Mo roughly sensed that the combat power he could unleash after the optimization would be at least 10% higher.

It just needed a real battle to test it out — the key was still to see how well he could cooperate with Tianji.

But for now, he was very satisfied with this outcome.

After finishing these tasks, Tianji switched from AI mode to its fat chicken form under Xia Xinyan’s instructions.

It couldn’t keep its balance on the bed and fell with a thud, its little short legs flailing for a long time without getting up.

Ling Mo: “…”

Honestly, he couldn’t believe that this chubby chicken was the super AI that had just helped him optimize the Battle Armor in a way that far exceeded his imagination.

The contrast was just too great.

Xia Xinyan, unable to watch any longer, reached out to help it stand up: “How do you feel, Tianji?”

“…This system is still adapting to this body,” the serious words came out in an exceedingly comical voice, which always seemed to take people out of the moment. Tianji stared at Xia Xinyan for a while before saying, “This system still believes that the host has better options for their manifested form.”

“But this suits you pretty well, doesn’t it? Your name is Tianji, after all.”

“…This system’s name is the Heavenly Base System, not Tianji. Moreover, this body does not belong to the Tianji biological category; it belongs to the self-created biology of the host.”

Such a creature couldn’t possibly exist in reality; even if it did, it would have gone extinct long ago—because those little short legs would never outrun predators.

However, Xia Xinyan didn’t care about that: “I think you’re Tianji, so just stop saying ‘this system’. Just call yourself ‘I’.”

Tianji: “…”

It wanted to refuse.

Unfortunately, Xia Xinyan didn’t give it a chance: “Alright, it’s getting late. We should rest, so…”

With that, she grabbed Tianji and swung open the door, tossing it out: “Stay outside.”

The thud of the little fat chicken hitting the wall mixed with the sound of the door closing, and there was no sound of its wail.

Ling Mo was a bit dumbfounded: “…Isn’t this a bit too rough?”

“Don’t worry. Monica had no issue using her Terminal to smash other people’s brains. How could throwing that fat chicken a couple of times hurt it?” Xia Xinyan said cheerfully as she clapped her hands.

She had wanted to do this for a long time.

No matter her current situation or the confusion and contradictions she felt in facing Ling Mo, nearly all her troubles could be traced back to this fat chicken — if it hadn’t reset the world, nothing would have happened.

Or rather, if it hadn’t gotten stuck, there wouldn’t be any of these issues now.

Though she had basically accepted the current situation, it didn’t stop her from venting her anger on this creature.

And she hadn’t forgotten either — Ling Mo also had a Tianji on him, but unfortunately, it’s still stuck and unresponsive, not sure when it might complete that last bit of progress; it might never load at all.

This should still be Tianji’s fault.

Ling Mo naturally had no clue about her thoughts, so after hesitating for a few seconds, he said, “We should still be careful… I feel like that Terminal… Tianji is pretty intelligent.”

When he communicated with Tianji while it was the Battle Armor AI, he felt he wasn’t chatting with an emotionless AI, but with a living person — albeit with a strange personality.

This was also his first time encountering something like this Terminal… no wait, it should be his second; the first was that voice he heard in his head sometime, reading a loading progress bar.

Since this kind of Terminal was created by the divine to assist the police managing the world, it could indeed be considered a genuine life form. After all, in his view, all life was probably created by the gods; the Terminal surely wasn’t far off — just like those sci-fi works that feature mechanical life forms. Maybe this Terminal is like that.

So, since they would need this Terminal’s help in the future, it was only natural to build a good relationship with it.

Xia Xinyan rolled her eyes but didn’t argue: “Fine, I’ll be more careful in the future.”

After saying that, she stretched and just plopped down on the bed: “Time for sleep.”

Resting well was essential for getting things done.

Ling Mo turned to stare at Xia Xinyan for a while.

He was still bothered by that matter from before.

But seeing that Xia Xinyan had already begun to rest, he pondered for a while and ultimately sighed, lying down beside her.

Tonight, Monica must take the blame.

Time flew by to the next day.

The chubby guy set out early in the morning with a group of people to help Tiger Hall with reconstruction; Monica wandered around near Xiao Bai the whole time, making Xiao Bai a bit uneasy. However, perhaps it was the nature of the Source of Invasion; as long as Monica didn’t talk to her, she wouldn’t say anything.

Xia Xinyan couldn’t be bothered as long as Monica didn’t do anything too extreme towards Xiao Bai; she could do whatever she wanted.

If Monica could figure out how Xiao Bai worked, that would save them the trouble of probing Xiao Bai’s effect on the Chicks.

So today, Xia Xinyan and Ling Mo both relaxed.

Then Ling Mo brought up the topic he had been repeating all night: “Xinyan, since there’s nothing going on right now, about that body data thing we discussed last night…”

Xia Xinyan, who had just finished breakfast and was basking in the sun on the roof, glanced at him: “How to measure it?”

Ling Mo’s expression immediately turned serious as he conjured up a large bed beside him: “Well… to ensure the fit, it’s best to take off all your clothes for the measurement.”

After pausing for a second, without waiting for Xia Xinyan to speak, he hurriedly added, “But if you’re not comfortable… you can keep your underwear on; it shouldn’t have much effect.”

Xia Xinyan stared at him for a moment: “…Have you thought about whether I need to take off my clothes to wear that fully fitting Battle Armor in the future?”

“Of course I have,” Ling Mo’s expression got even more serious, “That’s why I plan to design a set of quick-wear Battle Armor with some level of elasticity. But how to modify it specifically depends on the test results.”

Xia Xinyan continued to look him in the eye for a few seconds.

Right now, she couldn’t quite tell what this guy was thinking.

He at least seemed pretty serious.

She nodded: “Okay, I’ll measure it.”