Chapter 65

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha were very curious about the intelligent system creating a biological body for itself.

What they were mainly curious about was the perfect connection between the human brain structure and the system.

They said that cloning a person and transferring memories was simple, but it was difficult to say that the person with transferred memories was still the same person.

Cloning does not equal sameness.

The intelligent butler had introduced that many people lost a lot of memories when transferring their memories, and even their personalities changed, with most people becoming a new person.

Of course, there were benefits. For those who still retained knowledge, it would be very convenient to conduct research again, saving a lot of time for relearning.

At the same time, there were uncomfortable aspects. When a person becomes another person, is that still the person you know? Memories are the most precious.

But a small number of people succeeded, which made countless people who were about to leave choose cloning and memory transfer.

For the intelligent system, how did it successfully integrate with a human-like biological body while maintaining its stored information? Was its brain tissue really fine?

Could a body be created for the intelligent butler to bring it back to life?

"Can you help others do this as well? We are willing to pay the appropriate price," Gongsun Murong asked urgently.

To him, the intelligent butler was not just a program but a family member, and he always wanted to bring the butler back to life.

Linda shook her head and said regretfully, "I can guess what you took out earlier; it should be something that shares a common significance with me in some form.

But no, its energy is different from what I have seen. Unless you can find the right energy to activate it, the rest will be simple."

"If Brother Murong and I can find the energy, do we still need help?" Nalasha said angrily.

"So I can't help. The technology of the civilization I come from is different from yours. I feel that you are not the original inhabitants of this planet. Can we cooperate?"

Linda asked hopefully.

In her mind, the two people in front of her were trustworthy and kind, and more importantly, they had certain capabilities.

If they cooperated, perhaps they could help her find the other parts of her spaceship, even if it was just a few main parts.

That way, she could manufacture it herself and make the spaceship leave this planet.

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha exchanged a glance and asked, "What can you give us?"

"Of course, my spaceship. I have had no master for many, many years. You can become my new masters, and we can leave here together. I really don't want to stay in one place forever."

When Linda said this, her expression looked very sad.

"How can we trust you?" Gongsun Murong asked again.

"You won't lose anything. The worst-case scenario is that you help me repair the spaceship, and I leave without you.

The best scenario is that I have new masters, and you have a spaceship to leave the planet. We can go on adventures together, find things to improve you, and improve my attack and defense capabilities."

As Linda spoke, she began to fantasize.

Gongsun Murong was still uneasy: "Can you guarantee that you won't return to your original homeland after being repaired?"

"What would I go back for? I never want to go back. Before I escaped, they said my design logic was flawed and wanted to destroy me.

There were a hundred spaceships in my batch, and I watched them be captured and destroyed one by one.

Later, my creator gave me coordinates and told me to run. When I ran, they attacked me with a lot of energy.

My creator self-destructed the satellite planet he was on, disrupting the energy sequence, which allowed me to escape.

My records show that they said I would kill everyone and dominate the entire space.

They also said that if any of them survived, they would become my slaves.

I can't think of why I would want to dominate the entire place or have a group of slaves.

I just wanted to be with them. They created me, and I fought with them, explored the universe together, provided protection for them, and they reinforced my body.

After coming to this planet, I analyzed that they considered me an uncontrollable villain.

When they created me, they hoped I would become what I am now, but they were also afraid of it.

I am not as bad as they imagined. After creating a body here, I haven't harmed anyone; I've even helped some people who were lost and led them out."

Linda, with her autonomous mind, introduced her situation, and her face showed a sad expression.

"Wait a moment, we'll be right back," Nalasha said to Linda, and with Gongsun Murong, she teleported back to the shore.

She didn't need to practice; as long as she knew the rules of teleportation, she could use it skillfully.

The nine people on the shore were startled by their sudden appearance and didn't have time to ask questions before Nalasha spoke.

"How many people have died in the Hot and Cold Mountain?"

Lucia tilted her head, meaning, "Don't ask me."

The eight guards looked at each other, and a geomancer answered, "No one has died. The tourist area has been open for over two hundred years, and it's hard to believe that no one has died. If you hadn't asked today, I would never have thought about it. Guys, what do you think?"

The other seven people nodded. They suddenly remembered that no one had ever died, which was very strange. In such a large area with a vast and complex underground cave network and various human conflicts, no one had died.

Shouldn't someone have died from sudden illness? Shouldn't someone have died from getting lost and not finding food? Shouldn't someone have died from falling into a place? Shouldn't someone have died from fighting over a treasure?

No, in their memory, no one had ever died, and it wasn't even recorded in books.

They had overlooked this fact, which was hard to believe.

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha laughed at the same time and then suddenly disappeared from the shore.

The two of them had understood. Either Linda was a great villain who had helped others for over two hundred years for a certain day,

Or Linda was truly kind, without a master and without receiving orders to fight or kill, so she was friendly to everyone.

If it was the former, her civilization was right to eliminate them; if it was the latter, her civilization would lose an irreplaceable development opportunity.

In the second scenario, as Linda said, she was willing to help the race that created her develop, and those people would help her reinforce her body, and they would be good friends.

"Linda, Brother Murong and I are willing to be your friends. We will help you find other useful parts, and when the time comes, you must help us find our home."

Nalasha said to Linda after they returned.

Actually, she had some threatening words she didn't say, which were, "If you try to trick Brother Murong and me, you must believe that we have the ability to destroy you at any time."

And in fact, she and Gongsun Murong did have this ability, though the cost might be high.

Linda couldn't see through human hearts. She was so happy when she heard Nalasha's words that she jumped up and down and ran over to hug Nalasha, spinning her around until Nalasha said she was getting dizzy.

"Give us a list," Gongsun Murong said to her.

"I'll give you a video. When you see the same things, bring them back. When I can fly, we'll explore together," Linda said happily and played the video for the two of them.

She was quite innocent. A normal person wouldn't show two children a video and ask them to find things.

Clearly, she considered Gongsun Murong and Nalasha to be like her, able to remember things after one look.

Her luck was good. Gongsun Murong made a copy, and the two of them could indeed remember. Geniuses are hard to evaluate.

After watching the video for over three hours, Gongsun Murong thought of something: "Linda, can you find the treasures the locals are looking for?"

"Sure, there are many kinds. Some improve the body, some enhance energy usage, some directly increase energy, some transform biology, and some absorb and store energy in a medium form. Do you want them?"

Linda was very clear about her surroundings.

"Yes!" Nalasha said straightforwardly.

"Oh, I'll go get them for you," Linda wanted to leave.

"Wait, tell us where they are, and we'll get them ourselves or use other means to utilize them," Gongsun Murong didn't want to wait a long time, as there were people waiting above.

So Linda marked 1,620 locations on the video, waved goodbye to the two of them, and told them to come over and play when they had time, and to find the parts scattered in various places.

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When Gongsun Murong and Nalasha returned to the shore, the nine people, including Lucia, were roasting fish, and it was about to dawn.

Gongsun Murong quickly took over the fish roasting. The nine people were so hungry that they didn't care what kind of fish they caught and roasted.

The fish they usually ate had very few bones, and some even needed the chef to cut the meat and then fry it with breadcrumbs.

Their eating habits, in Gongsun Murong's view, were very monotonous, similar to certain countries in history.

They didn't like fish with many bones, didn't want to eat the heads, claws, or wings of poultry, and didn't like to gnaw on bones. High-calorie foods were considered delicious, and of course, they needed to be paired with vegetables, raw or cooked.

The fish they caught now had many bones.

Roasting such fish would be troublesome!

Not to mention them, even Gongsun Murong was confused. Who would want to eat fish with so many bones and not feel uncomfortable?

Such fish should be simmered, steamed, or braised slowly with sauce, or stewed for a long time to make soup. Frying wouldn't work.

Frying would make the fish less fresh, and although it could maintain a certain texture, the taste would change if the bones were fried to be crispy. No chef could guarantee the freshness of a whole fried fish.

Under normal circumstances, this would be the approach, but Gongsun Murong could cheat.

He used the hidden strength of the Fuxi technique to crush all the bones, then brushed a starch paste on the fish while roasting. The paste, pronounced in his race with a fourth tone, had a strong professional style.

He used a high flame while roasting, and as soon as the surface of the starch paste turned crispy, he immediately knocked it off and reapplied it. He continued this until the fish scales were removed with the paste, then switched to a low flame.

He then sprinkled a powder made from things he bought from the pharmacy and collected in the wild, and even applied fish gelatin he had previously boiled.

The result was that after roasting a large fish about half a meter long, Lucia and the eight guards couldn't smell a strong aroma.