My Players Are So Fierce

2154: Chapter 719: Murphy!

Be Honest—Did You Brainwash Pa Ying?

2154 -719: Murphy!

Be Honest—Did You Brainwash Pa Ying?

Murphy walked out of the bedroom feeling refreshed, and immediately saw Lord Paryen sitting on the mechanical chair at the surveillance console.

His first reaction was anger.

You, Millennium Lord, how could someone at your level still have the terrible habit of eavesdropping?

But his second reaction was horror.

Because he saw that Lord Paryen was operating those very complex Creator Technology with a skill and professionalism surpassing his own, even smoothly opening various surveillance areas that he had been unable to fully access.

The Lord was continuously inputting new commands, seemingly adjusting the Marsh Museum’s program operations.

As Murphy approached, he saw a subroutine named “Office Efficiency Optimization” being called up by the Lord from the museum’s program library, which bypassed the director’s permissions using a long string of identification codes, activating itself automatically.

“So, after your memories were activated, did your high-level permissions as a member of the Eden District Management Committee also return?”

Murphy asked in a low voice.

Lord Paryen, who was entering various commands on the virtual keyboard to observe the status of legendary creatures worldwide via surveillance probes, nodded but then shook his head, responding softly:

“When the Beta Purification Program was activated, not only did it wipe the memories of all Eden District survivors, it also initialized everyone’s permissions in the Eden District management system.

Theoretically speaking, now I’m just an ordinary vampire, only previously granted temporary visitor permissions by you.

But I still remember my special identification codes, thus can activate some advanced functions within a limited space.

Additionally, His Excellency Alpha, following the advice of your elders, you best not completely surrender ‘control’ to Triss during leisure.

The Crimson Witch’s mental state is unstable; if she loses control during ecstasy, she could drain your blood within seconds, and recovering from that kind of injury would be quite slow.

But given the current world situation, we need a healthy Alpha on standby at all times.”

“Uh…”

The Lord spoke so calmly that Murphy felt somewhat awkward, yet asking someone as young as him to attempt to “tame” a four-hundred-year-old lioness in a certain scenario seemed somewhat demanding.

“Alright, enough of that, young man just needs to exercise restraint, moderate entertainment is also beneficial for Triss’s condition, but it should be in moderation.

Now look at this search program!”

Lord Paryen rotated his mechanical chair a bit, pulling it halfway back like a classic corporate slave, pointing at a special search program running below the optical projection screen.

He said to Murphy with seriousness:

“You must keep an eye on this program at all times.

It’s a re-connection request to the former management core AI ‘Eden’ of the Eden District; I’m not sure whether it will respond, but once it does, you must notify me immediately.”

“Wait!

Core AI?”

Murphy was taken aback.

He asked:

“Are you sure that kind of ridiculous thing is still in operation a thousand years after Eden District’s destruction?”

“Yes, I’m certain.”

The Lord sighed and said:

“Part of its subprocesses are now in Charldo Harbor, referred to by the Half-body Man there as ‘Mechanical Evil God’ or ‘Mechanical Spirit’, I have noticed some of its peculiar behaviors more than once over the past millennium.

I can’t determine the current situation of this AI, but I think the Beta Purification Program I initiated back then likely also damaged Eden’s data integrity.

This implies that during that subspace invasion, this core AI was partially infected as well.

This makes it extremely dangerous.

You mustn’t contact it rashly, but if we can reconnect with Eden, we might be able to restart some Creator Technology still existing on the continent.

For instance, I know in some deep areas of the Dark Territory, there’s still quite a complete set of Golden Era backup equipment.

But all of those require core AI authentication to start, especially now that the permissions of all ancients have been cleared, only you can successfully activate them.”

“And Twilight!”

Murphy leaned against the table, squinting and saying:

“Twilight has undoubtedly seized some things the creator left for me, I’m confident about this, but didn’t you join forces with Salockdale back then to transfer all those secret warehouses to the Land of Holy Blood?

Could it be that Twilight entered the Land of Holy Blood?”

“It’s possible.”

Lord Paryen sat on the mechanical chair, snapped his fingers casually, and Assistant Iron Beetle No.

3 delivered a cup of suitably warmed coffee to his hand.

The Lord, pose that of a classic corporate slave, sipped the coffee, then said amidst Murphy’s subtle observation:

“Of course, there’s an even bigger possibility!

Twilight contains members from the Eden Management Committee of the past, or has received help from the information left by some of them.

Since you’ve seen that memory segment, you should know, my covert actions with Salockdale were always limited.

We couldn’t confront the resources of the entire committee, perhaps some of my comrades from back then have already discovered the creator’s secret warehouses without my knowledge.