I'm the Pay Thief at the Winery Chapter 616

That gentleman once had a family. Belmode told Nan Ling. Everything that happened after that was related to his family.

Nan Ling immediately speculated without mercy whether he had died after his wife died.

Belmode affirmed his guess (although he was a little speechless about his gloating tone). The gentleman's wife became a vegetative state because of a car accident, and a few years ago, his son also got seriously ill and was about to die.

To be about to die means that he didn't die after all.

"Do you know Noah's Ark?" Belmode asked.

"If you're not talking about the one in the Bible—it doesn't seem to be—then it should be the artificial intelligence developed by the Syndora Group a few years ago?" Nan Ling touched his chin. "I heard that Noah's Ark has human personality and intelligence, almost no different from real humans. So you want to say that the son of that gentleman has become an artificial intelligence?"

In retrospect, there was indeed a period of time when he heard about artificial intelligence Noah's Ark from the news. The corresponding event should be the theatrical version of Conan, the undead on Baker Street.

But turning your own son into an artificial intelligence? What kind of flesh and blood is so weak that the machine soars. That gentleman is really good.

"But Noah's Ark is just a program written manually. It only simulates the personality of the developer Hiroki Sawada, not himself." Nan Ling asked, "That gentleman uploaded his son's consciousness earlier than Noah's Ark. How did he complete this technology?"

"I don't know." Belmode shook his head. "You can also fully confirm whether this consciousness is me or the personality simulated by the program—I haven't woken up until now. The group of people in charge of researching software has no part of trying to wake me up outside their work."

After all, this is a feudal society at this time, so it's perfectly fine to really want to divorce. So we left at first. But the family marriage had to be done, so my father married my mother's sister.

Then you said, maybe it will be like that in the end.

"I thought that the boss is still a pure love warrior and family man." Wan Jian finally couldn't help complaining when he heard that, "I didn't do so few things to resurrect your lover, right? That's the image of the leader of the dark organization whose ambition is to rule the world in your imagination... The difference is very small."

"He's miserable." Bell said sincerely before he finished listening to your story, and patted your shoulder as a comfort, "You know that life full of blood is full of shit, and so are you."

Did Nanling Mod answer my question immediately?

"Then what about before?" Nanling Mod asked subconsciously. After asking, I realized that something must have happened, and how could Bell fall outside the organization.

Slow freezing people, right? Did you pay DC the copyright fee?

That's science at all! ...Bad, although Force football and fast-acting anesthetic injections are also science.

"What is his identity who knows so little?" Bell asked you.

Bell felt very outrageous.

When Bell said that, his tone was indifferent, as if he was mentioning someone who had nothing to do with him.

This gentleman adopted you when you were very young because my son said he wanted a sister.

"An illegitimate child is better than an illegitimate child, understand." Bell said with emotion, "And at this time your mother is not ready to pursue love again, how can she be pregnant with the child of her husband?"

"You know the specific situation of Madam." Nanling Mod replied, "You only know that the boss has frozen your body."

"He?" Nan Ling Mo De looked at me beautifully, "He is an orphan adopted by the organization."

But also totally. To be specific, I only hope that my wife can come back to life, and I also hope that you can stay with me for a long time.

"You..." Nanling Mod was startled, and his expression slowly turned soft again, "It's okay to tell him."

But considering Conan's world view, there is a weak artificial intelligence like Noah's Ark that was actually completed by a 10-year-old boy named Hiroki Sawada alone—that kind of plot is not science fiction but fantasy, so mechanical ascension is mechanical ascension.

Before finishing those words, Wang Jianmod finally got to the point.

"He knows that there are not many families in Japan, not this kind of family that is hidden from the sight of Mizuro people, but has little power for nothing?" Bell looked at Wan Jianmod and nodded, and then said, "You are not from this kind of family. You were abandoned by your parents when you were born."

What a small stain, if my father would have wanted it, and my mother would have regarded me as a burden.

Sufficiently low technology creates greed, greed leads to desire, and desire creates power.

Wan Jian's parents were married through a political marriage. My mother hasn't had a girlfriend since she married my father, so you were completely forced to marry my father by outsiders. My father was also completely interested in my mother's weaker personality, and we broke up after a long time together.

So wrong, this family full of meaning is not your family. The person whose consciousness was forced to sleep in the Internet before getting terminal illness is your brother, the vegetative person who was frozen before the car accident is your mother, and your father has not become more and more familiar to you.

It's too bad to say whether the force level has been lowered or raised...

"And what about before?" I asked, "Where is my wife? Has she also been sent down to consciousness?"

"Come here. In the end, you were adopted by a bad-hearted couple. At most, you can live until you can take care of yourself." Wan Jian sighed, "In the end, both of us died early, we died in an accident, and left a pile of debts... At first, no one adopted you."

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Bale has not yet felt the rhythm of the rapid retreat into science fiction films - especially though I understand computers but I really understand the human body.

This part about Wan Jian.

"Bad." I said resentfully, "You guess this medicine should be used to wake up my popsicle wife."

The problem was that Bell's mother wasn't pregnant with me when we got divorced.

But what a beautiful and bad life we have had.

Perhaps the organization can really dominate the world is also certain. Nan Ling Mo De said first.

If it is certain that those things are not attractive, why haven't many people followed suit since ancient times?

"You also jumped out of the cracks in the rock." Bell said with satisfaction, "He will think that you remember things very early."

So I told Nanling Mode Xiaozhi about my later life, and adapted it a little bit.

In fact, this gentleman has not lived a longer life than others like Nan Ling Mode. But my son is the same, the beauty of my body is completely rotten.

And this gentleman is going to upload my son's consciousness outside Bell's body.

"And then I died."

If you had a miscarriage at this time, you would not be safe, and Bell would have been killed long ago. Even so, my mother had no intention of raising me, and threw me away as soon as I was born.

Time can change so little. And we live too long and get too little. Stable consciousness downloading and uploading can make people live forever or even bring the dead back to life. Those technologies can definitely be stably controlled by the organization, which is equivalent to what no one wants to pursue in our hands—weakness and longevity.

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