Chapter 40 second quarter

Because I didn't want to cause misunderstandings among nearby residents, I dragged Miss Zaiyuan to the family-style restaurant in the morning.The two adults didn't order food, they only ordered drinks early in the morning, and one of them seemed to be dressed as an animation character. "Ms. Yuan, what's the matter with that dress?" "Huh? Is this? Great, isn't it? It's a special order. It's completely tailor-made. Although it's not suitable for sports, it's functional, and it's enough to wear it whether it's summer or winter. Do you really want it too? Let me help you. But because I hate bumping shirts, I will change the design a little bit. It will be a bit difficult to be more handsome than this one. Although this may make you feel bad, there is no way, if That's okay, I'll do it for you."

"No thanks." It seems that it is better not to discuss matters related to that dress too deeply.There is no need to repeat the same mistakes, so I swallowed the words. However, Ms. Yuan's algorithm is too good, it seems that she understood what I didn't say just from the expression. "Yeah...? Huh... Could it be that this dress isn't handsome at all? I worked hard on designing it... I've been thinking about it for two weeks... Huh? Could it be that... it's very rustic? Ahh..." Miss Zaihara hugged her head. "How come... I think it's very handsome, super handsome, and I sent different color versions to other people in the 'Babel Tower'... After checking the address, I sent about 20 sets including the ones for washing... ...Does it mean that everyone is very angry? In fact, they moved as soon as they received it? Well, brother Wushi, is it embarrassing for seven people to wear this dress together?"

Miss Zaiyuan became very depressed again. "Cheer up, please." "Huh? Well, little boy Wushi, don't you tell me again, 'My taste is quite peculiar, maybe the world thinks it's cool'? This is the occasion for tempura bowls." With my dignity on the line, I absolutely cannot say this. Although she couldn't see clearly because she was covered by her hair, Miss Zaihara probably went to get a drink with tears in her eyes.Like last time, what she brought back was an empty glass and thirty creamer balls.Is this a milk creamer? "So what do you want from me today?"

"Ah, um." Miss Zaiyuan said while pouring the creamer into the cup, "I forgot to ask you something." "Forgot to ask me?" "Well, at that time, because I was busy with Murasaki's blockade and other things, I wanted to ask later, but I forgot to ask and went back." "So what's the matter?" "What the hell does that last gesture mean? The gesture of lighting a candle." I think back to what happened just five days ago. On Christmas Eve, the last conversation with Ms. Murasaki. "Although I can't understand what the little boy is doing, but since the robot reacted to that thing and moved, it means that it has some meaning? Is there some agreement that I don't know? Is it love? ? Romantic comedy?"

"Unfortunately, it was neither a romance nor a comedy." "So what?" "That is……" "That is?" "'Collect material'." That's right. That's "recording". I taught her "taking materials" is necessary for writing novels. "The left arm of that robot is equipped with many sensors, including a pressure sensor, an acceleration sensor and a temperature sensor. So when I lit the candle, Ms. MURASAKI stretched out her left arm to the fire. She felt the flame at that moment temperature. Not figuratively, but actually experiencing the heat.”

Gather the materials necessary to write a novel from the real world. Material collection activities. I think what she was doing back then was definitely taking material. "That robot is a robot prepared by Ms. Murasaki for collecting materials. As long as you think about it this way, it's not surprising that Miss Zaihara has a strange design concept. In order to go out and collect materials, if you don't abandon wired transmission and use wireless transmission, then it will be impossible. It can't be done; in order to experience all kinds of things, the more sensors the better. The result caused a frame problem, which should be completely beyond her expectations..."

"Huh? Then, Murasaki..." Miss Zaihara leaned out. "Do you really want to write a novel?" "I think so." "There is no 'self'?" "Hmm... It's a bit inappropriate for a layman like me to judge a super AI like Murasaki... But I think so." "Ok." "As long as you have read 500,000 novels, it is normal to have a human self-awareness for one person. She must be like me and Miss Jaehara. She likes novels very much, so she wants to write novels and wants to learn to write novels way. I think she really just wanted to do it."

As soon as I finished speaking, Miss Zaiyuan began to ponder. "Am I too underestimating novels... That's right, a single book is a huge collection of networks... It shouldn't be calculated with the volume of half a million books, it may have to be revised to five to six digit order..." Miss Yuan murmured in a low voice, it seemed that this person seemed to be able to quantitatively analyze novels.She should be in a place that I can never reach in my life. "There is still a lot of room for research." Miss Zaiyuan took a sip of creamer while talking. "How is Ms. Murasaki's current condition?"

"Isolation. Of course. It's dangerous to re-liberate her online at this point in time, and I have to make adjustments offline for a while. Because it's scary, I won't format it. If I do that, I will be cursed." .” "Is there such a thing as the curse of AI..." "If the curse of humans exists, then there must be the curse of AI, right? Because Murasaki is at least an artificial intelligence that is stronger than humans." It was still very easy for Ms. Yuan to say the incredible words "more powerful than humans". "Brother Wushi, let me ask you."

"yes?" "Do you want to talk to MURASAKI?" "what……" I was a little annoyed before answering. "No." "The right choice." "Quite right?" I declined for no clear reason. Just feel that way. My novel class with Ms. Murasaki. Ending like this is certainly the most beautiful form. Leaving the family restaurant, I said goodbye to Ms. Jaehara.We may never see each other again, because that person lives in a completely different world.Two people who live in a world that cannot communicate with each other, and because of some mistakes, come into contact, this will definitely develop into something extraordinary.So, is this the so-called "thing that fell from the sky" type of work?It looks like this will turn out to be a valuable experience.

Okay, I'll take a nap when I get back, after all, I stayed up until dawn to write a manuscript.Going to bed at dawn and not waking up until noon is exactly the way a novelist lives. In the evening, I had to go out because I had something to attend to.

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