CHAPTER 587: CHAPTER 523: AUNT AND NEPHEW

"It’s impossible, that child is unique~"

After listening to Prince Andre’s request to create another 01, Atifei-00 said with a hint of amusement:

"You know, our ancestor was a very powerful Cleaner, one who transcended the difference between man and god. The bloodline she left behind naturally has a more special brain than ordinary people. The hippocampus and temporal lobe cortex are extremely remarkable, and the connection between the frontal and parietal lobes is incredibly developed.

Even among the 900-year history of the Crolock royal family, spanning 37 generations, the excellence of Feiliya’s brain is indisputably the first, with unparalleled potential.

That’s why I persuaded your father to extract her brain as the core to replace my immature prototype when Feiliya was just twelve, balancing brain activity and plasticity for the first time, making it the heart of the entire Crolock Kingdom, to lead the kingdom to unprecedented heights."

"..."

"Sorry, I forgot, you seem to dislike hearing this."

After an insincere apology, Atifei-00 said gleefully in Prince Andre’s prolonged silence:

"Or you could think I did it on purpose. After all, you took everything away from me and locked me in this boring place. It’s only normal for the incomplete separation of human emotions and technology back then to leave a bit of resentment."

"It doesn’t matter; your emotions are irrelevant to me."

Responding with a blank expression, Prince Andre coldly said:

"Moreover, according to your words, what’s truly irreplaceable is Feiliya’s brain, and her original brain is still stored in Atifei-01’s core; taking away just a core program.

And since it’s a program, it should be replicable, and there shouldn’t be an irreplaceable possibility. If Feiliya’s brain hasn’t been damaged, there should be as many Atifei-01’s as needed."

"That’s not the case~"

As if waiting for Prince Andre to ask this, Atifei-00 smiled as she explained:

"Things running on machines are called programs, but the true core of Atifei-01 is not those ultramicro differential engines, but Feiliya’s unique brain.

Even with special gel capable of conducting electrical signals, connecting her brain to the machine achieving a perfect zero-loss data exchange, those things easily replicated can’t truly control a human brain."

"What’s the core program then?"

"What can perfectly operate in a physical body, other than the soul?"

Atifei-00 said with a smile:

"The kingdom’s research on the soul may not be deep, but determining its basic nature and utilizing it at the most fundamental level is barely achievable.

The body and soul are integral, one of the fundamental rules of this world. Since Feiliya’s brain maintains activity, her soul carrying her personality and self-awareness couldn’t fully detach.

Even though the production process excessively stimulated the amygdala, hippocampus, and basal ganglia, clearing her emotions and human thoughts and causing the soul to have many blanks, her soul indeed didn’t leave.

The so-called core program is actually the uniquely preserved soul of Feiliya, capable of traversing machinery and flesh freely in the form of electrical signals."

"?!!!"

"I’ve said many times, that child is unique, but this refers not just to her brain but also to her special soul."

Atifei-00 sighed and said:

"While creating Atifei-01, the special technology I developed called ’Soul Code’ must be used, and to withstand this technological transformation while maintaining cognitive ability without collapse, only Feiliya and I can do so.

The other Atifei clones you created only copied part of 01’s data, thereby accepting part of a rudimentary encoding defect product, still unable to fully replace humans, and the computational power they can control isn’t at our level.

Considering this technology was developed based on Crolock royal family’s special brain, and since you turned the Crolock royal family into this state, in the future, not even these defective products can be made; using one means one less, alas..."

"It doesn’t matter; it’s best if things like you are gone."

Stopping Atifei-00’s sigh, Prince Andre coldly urged:

"Hurry up; how long will it take to disconnect your core and hand it to me?"

"Don’t rush, don’t rush, it’s almost done."

Somewhat displeased, Atifei-00 responded, and footsteps echoed in the dim room. A slender female hand stretched from the darkness, holding a brain enveloped in transparent gel, offering it to Prince Andre.

"Take it, remember to store it below 12 degrees before installing it, and don’t bump or expose it to intense light. Replace the nutrient solution every 6 hours and replenish the 24 corresponding... ah, don’t be so rough! I’m your aunt’s brain after all; don’t damage me!"

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Impatiently responding, Prince Andre received the insulation box handed by the female hand, tossed the brain wrapped in gel into it, and then spoke displeasedly:

"You could have directly packed yourself and handed it to me. Why must you let me see your brain?"

"Because it’s interesting~"

The teasing tone of Atifei-00 came from the copper tube on the side of the special insulation box.

"Probably recalling Feiliya back in the day, so whenever you see a naked human brain, your expression is always intriguing. I’m very interested in your reaction.

By the way, since my computational power is only one-twelfth of Atifei-01’s, controlling the entire kingdom fully still requires some clone assistance.

There are several spare insulation boxes in my room; remember to conveniently bring more brains when you pass through the first floor’s preservation hall, preferably your father’s and elder brother’s brains."

"Got it."

Responding impatiently, Andre headed towards the metal spiral staircase, expressing displeasure:

"Can’t the boring ’little theater’ on the first floor be turned off directly? Must they perform endlessly?"

"Let them continue."

Hearing Prince Andre’s complaint, the voice of Atifei-00 in the insulation box chuckled:

"Although there are other ways to preserve Atifei clones, whether freezing directly at low temperatures or sterilizing solidification with amber fluid, there’s a lengthy recovery period when reusing afterward.

Putting them in the first floor’s hall to engage in basic activities at minimal frequency based on shared life experiences is equivalent to merely dreaming, not only maintaining neuronal activity over time but also allowing immediate use upon awakening, an unmatched preservation method... oh, right."

At this point, Atifei-00 curiously asked:

"128 clone was taken by you and hasn’t been returned. Was it lost for some reason?"

"Sort of."

Prince Andre nodded at the mention.

"I placed it in a Sky Clipper, but that Sky Clipper was incinerated abroad. Atifei-128 is now missing, and the prince sent to explain this incident is the one who kidnapped Feiliya.

Though evidence is lacking, I suspect Atifei-128 is also in that man’s hands, and your first task upon taking over the entire kingdom again is to help me find that person. The file with encoding 240612 is his information."

"Alright~ My dear nephew~"