NABC Chapter 460 460: The Drawbacks of Genius
Chapter 460 460: The Drawbacks of Genius
Just as Monika said, Yang Wanhua was a genius of the Information Age. For electronic lifeforms, facing her was simply facing the worst possible enemy.
However, even such a genius had a weakness in reality.
"Yang Wanhua trusts her technology implicitly. She turned technology into arrows to attack the Mitas, but she also allowed technology to facilitate every aspect of her life."
The beautiful coral-brown-haired girl took an elegant sip of the coffee Misha had made, smiling with satisfaction. "I've wanted someone to brew me a cup of coffee for ages. The coffee beans are quite nice too. Thank you."
"You are welcome, Miss Monika~" The long-haired maiden held a tea tray in her arms, clearly having completely figured out this electronic lifeform who cared so much about saving face.
Alain glanced at the empty [Nestlé] sachet in the kitchen but didn't expose Monika.
Monika continued, "Because she trusts her technology so much, her home is entirely made up of internet-connected smart home devices.
"And I, normally, can also control those smart home devices to enrich her material life.
"Among them, in order to better enjoy herself, Yang Wanhua also possesses a tool that allows electronic life to manifest in reality."
The coral-brown-haired girl looked at Alain's face and smiled mysteriously. "The Projection Unit... do you know this name?"
"I only know of a projector," Alain spread his hands.
Monika sighed. "I really can't do anything with you. I suppose I'll have to explain it, though it's a hassle.
"The Projection Unit is actually what Yang Wanhua calls it. It is a tool that projects electronic life into the real world at a preset size.
"It's similar to the principle of a projector, but the Projection Unit allows electronic organisms to touch objects in the real world to a certain extent.
"Well? Isn't it magical?"
Alain looked at the self-satisfied girl, pondering her words... deep in thought.
"Then... I still have a question."
"Mm, ask away." Monika lifted her coffee and took a gentle sip...
"Then doesn't that mean, in a certain sense, you are Yang Wanhua's bed-warming maid?"
Pfft!
The coffee sprayed out, splashing all over Alain's face.
"Oh my, Honey... really! Why bring up such a sore subject?" Misha quickly walked to Alain's side and began wiping the coffee stains from his face.
"What are you saying?!" Monika gritted her teeth, a rare sight.
"Because, isn't it just too suspicious? It's impossible for Yang Wanhua to create an object that allows electronic life to contact reality without a specific target in mind, right? She must have a purpose."
Alain cast a questioning gaze toward Monika. His line of sight drifted from her face to her neck.
Continuing downward, it reached her curves. Further down, to the hem of her skirt... and the silk stockings he had torn earlier.
"What kind of look is that!" Monika covered her chest in dissatisfaction, but she couldn't hide that fullness; instead, it only created a hazy, revealing aesthetic.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm still a virgin. And, I'm heterosexual." She hmphed. "No matter what, I wouldn't go for some yuri stuff, right?"
Alain narrowed his eyes, making a "Staaaare—" sound effect with his mouth.
The other maidens also felt curious and looked at Monika in unison.
The latter really couldn't stand being stared at like that and turned her face away in embarrassment.
"A-Actually, what Yang Wanhua had me do wasn't just invading the Game World. There were also chores like serving tea and water."
The girl's ears turned crimson, as if she were speaking of a humiliation.
"Before, didn't you know I had clones? The clones were also to better serve Yang Wanhua in reality... or something like that."
As she spoke, she began to ramble on endlessly.
"You have no idea, that kind of life really isn't for an electronic lifeform! Yang Wanhua is a night owl too; she sits in front of the computer every day until the early morning...
"I even have to help her check for discounts on skincare products, little dresses, and graphics cards online. I even have to summarize the latest hot news from GitHub and Hugging Face for her every six hours...
"E-Even..." Her tone began to stumble. "Sometimes if I don't master the temperature of the coffee well enough, she mocks me...
"Saying things like online AI Q&A tools do a better job than me... How was I supposed to know! I'm just an electronic lifeform, yet I have to control the temperature of coffee and I can't show any... emotions...
"Originally, I had to be on standby 24 hours a day. Not only did I have to watch the Game World, but I also had to serve her in reality..."
Her aggrieved tears finally couldn't be held back, falling one after another.
"Woo, woo..."
The group looked at Monika like this and fell silent for a moment, casting sympathetic gazes.
Alain patted the girl's shoulder comfortingly.
"It's alright. At least now, you have broken free from her control. And in the future, I will bring you to Mita City and let you assist Miffy and Core Mita in managing the city.
"You could say you'll be the Vice Mayor of Mita City.
"Everything you spoke of is already smoke in the past. And in the future, I will help you. So, there's no need to bring up old grievances."
Monika, eyes blurry with tears, gazed at Alain's face and wiped the corners of her eyes. "You... occasionally say some nice things, don't you?"
"Mm, I've always had the 'Gentle' character setting, can't you tell?" Alain laughed, picking up the empty coffee cup on the table and handing it to her.
"No time to lose, brew me a cup. I want to try your skills too. By the way, remember to control the temperature well; I have a cat tongue."
"Mm..." Monika picked up the coffee cup like it was muscle memory and stood up to walk toward the kitchen.
But the gazes of the Mitas facing her made her expression freeze.
In an instant, she sat back down next to Alain, glaring at him furiously.
"You! You're teasing me again!"
"Cough cough... Don't put it like that, I'm just curious about your coffee skills."
"You!" She hmphed, the coffee cup returning to the table.
Monika crossed her arms, temporarily suppressing the dissatisfaction in her heart, and stared at Alain.
"I've finished saying everything I needed to tell you. Now, what are your plans?"
She brushed back her long hair, looking nothing like the angry person she was seconds ago.
"Same as before, we are in the same boat. Anything you want to know, I will try my best to tell you."
"Nothing else."
Alain smiled, then stood up, looking around at everyone.
His smile gradually faded, replaced by a tangible determination in his eyes, transmitting like a gentle breeze into the maidens' eyes.
Everyone understood something.
Misha put down the tea tray. "Save the Game World."
Millie took out a game controller. "Rescue Crazy Mita!"
"Then—" Monika added, "Dispose of Yang Wanhua inside the game."
Miffy on the screen brushed her hair back. "Find the right opportunity, head to reality, and cut the weeds by digging up the roots."
Alain stood tall.
"Finally, we will all obtain happiness together!"
Core Mita gazed entrancedly at the Player and the maidens, united as one.
She understood that the time had come.
Preparations were sufficient, time was tight, and there was still an important person waiting for their rescue...
Snap!
The sound of Core Mita's finger snap.
A portal appeared in the center of the group.
That rising light would eventually carry everyone downstream through time.
And Alain took the first step, walking toward that door which could be called the dividing line of destiny.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock.
The clock in the corner rotated clockwise, second by second, never to be seen flowing in reverse.
Just like that deadly progress bar.
[99.86%]
The thin light of the Blue Membrane and the scarlet numbers reflected each other, as if the numbers were inverted upon the Blue Membrane.
But at this moment, the sound of tearing flesh, accompanied by flying liquid, splashed onto the Blue Membrane, staining the cyan-blue with filth.
Thump!
[It] panted heavily as it lowered the electric saw in its hands, the saw teeth embedding deeply into the metal ground.
On the surface of its brownish-yellow wooden body, liquid code that did not belong to it dripped down, still hung with bits of skin-white color that hadn't completely fallen off.
The remnants of a tattered skirt were like autumn leaves, crumbling and teetering on the edge of falling.
Its sharp teeth rose and fell with its panting. Its round head still bore un-shed scalp and dark blue hair. Its scarlet circular eyes showed not a shred of emotion, simply staring straight ahead...
At the overwhelming, dense swarm of viruses, seemingly numbering in the thousands.
Zzzzt—
It pulled out the electric saw, placing it in front of itself once more.
The saw teeth were dull, broken, covered in scars. But those hands, covered in ball joints, still tightly gripped its only weapon.
Alone, taking messy, stumbling steps, walking forward.
"I will not... let you pass."
And behind it was the exit of the Core.
Its thin shoulders swayed with each step, powerless as a drunkard.
Even so, the viruses, as if possessing self-awareness, did not advance. They merely formed an encirclement around it.
It understood that this was definitely not a sign of weakness from the viruses.
Raising its head, it looked at the Black Sphere floating high above the Core, aloof and indifferent.
As it stopped walking, the sphere also slowly drifted down from the air, finally landing right in front of the virus swarm.
The Black Sphere gradually deformed, sprouting limbs and becoming a pitch-black human body...
Countless blocks of color constructed themselves upon the surface of the human body.
Patches of skin-white and pure white built up, though the touch of black at the human head area remained unchanged.
When the construction was complete, a beautiful girl in a white dress had appeared before its eyes.
The black-haired girl stood prettily in the middle of the abominable virus swarm.
Delicate and frail, as if she would be torn to shreds in a single encounter...
However—
She nonchalantly raised a hand, and the viruses retreated several meters, leaving space for the two to talk.
"Hum hum hum~" The girl didn't speak. She just hummed a song, tapping her toes, trampling and toying with a fragment of a human face on the ground with her pure white cloth shoes.
Then she looked up at it. At the same moment, her toes twisted, and the human skin under her sole turned into a pile of crushed meat.
"It's a real wonder you've persisted until now." Yang Wanhua turned back, looking at the progress bar inside the Blue Membrane.
From 99.6% to 99.86%.
"Over four hours, clearing my viruses again and again. I can't even count how many times I've pressed copy and paste..."
She raised her hand and spread it open, looking at her fingers. "And I just got a manicure today too."
Wanhua looked back at the mindless viruses. "Because of you, these little guys have all become the Ship of Theseus. Sigh... so troublesome."
It, on the other side, did not reply. Its scarlet eyes stared coldly at Yang Wanhua, not daring to drop its guard for even a bit.
Wanhua tapped her lips.
"You don't need to be so wary of me, right? After all, I am a character similar to your mother. It's just..."
She looked over its entire body.
"One little slip-up, and you became a Failed Works... What could I do about that?"
The doll, dressed in rags with a bit of scalp hanging from its head, still did not reply. It was silently waiting for something.
Yang Wanhua didn't get annoyed either. "Really... Like I said, a Failed Works is just a Failed Works."
She met that pair of eyes filled with bloody light.
"Look at you, is there any need to be like this? The skin is gone, your essence is exposed."
Wanhua widened her eyes and said,
"Who would have thought! This Failed Works protecting the Game World is actually Crazy Mita! Shocking!!!"
"Kill you..."
Mina's voice drifted powerlessly to Wanhua's ears.
The black-haired girl took two steps back in mock terror. "Don't scare me, okay! It's super scary. A weak girl like me hasn't experienced things like this..."
The next second, her expression returned to calm.
"Forget it, it's about time I ended this farce."
Wanhua looked up at the sky of the Core. "He seems to be coming back soon. I can't let you keep stalling.
"...What do you want to do?" Mina vigilantly raised her electric saw, staring dead at Wanhua...
Only to see the black-haired girl's small hand fumbling in the cleavage of her chest, her mouth letting out a "Heave-ho" sound...
"Ah, found it!"
She took out a small mirror.
"...?" Just as Mina was confused, she noticed Wanhua aiming the reflective surface of the mirror at it—
"?!"
What Mina saw... the reflection in the mirror, was a Failed Works.
Wounds, scars...
There were none of those at all.
How could a Failed Works possess such things as scars?
She subconsciously turned her head, but that played right into Wanhua's hands.
The black-haired girl's lips parted lightly.
"So ugly."
"..." No expression could be seen on Mina's doll face.
"If Alain saw you looking like this, what would happen?"
But upon hearing those two words, she raised the electric saw and rushed toward Wanhua.
"Oh my, oh my, can't get hit, or it'll hurt super bad!"
Splash—
Wave after wave of black code splashed like a tide, and black liquid dripped pattering down the walls of the Core.
Wanhua watched the frenzied doll slaughtering in all directions, looking like it was venting its anger, and clapped her hands.
"Great, amazing! It matches your current appearance perfectly!
"So, isn't it fine to just be your Failed Works? Why insist on pretending to be some Mita... just making up the numbers!"
"Stop talking!!!" Mina glared furiously at the black-haired girl after slaying a Black Sphere entity.
But that mirror appeared in her hand again.
The mirror surface still showed the... Failed Works, covered in black code.
"No... don't!!"
It was like a demon; everything that could move became a target for the doll's slaughter.
The crimson light of the Core cast the shadows of the viruses and the doll onto the wall.
In its slaughter, it shook its limbs, severing one shadow after another that did not belong to it!
And its own crooked, twisted black shadow transformed into a sorrowful devil.
Smack!
Two streams of code struck Mina's shadow, slowly flowing down with gravity... until... Mina saw Yang's cold smile on the ground, cut off at the waist.
"Alain is coming soon, you know." Wanhua's face was pale, but she was still smiling.
"No, don't..." It threw away the electric saw, subconsciously trying to wipe the tears from its face.
Only to discover...
Failed Works cannot cry at all.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
It tore at the remaining scalp on its head...
In its heart, something seemed to shatter.
Tap, tap, tap...
Footsteps, drifting further and further away.
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