This was also the greatest difference between the artificial brain and the Thought-Control System.
Even so many years after the Escape Committee's downfall, the latter still carried out its duty of assisting humanity. Whenever a legitimate lifeform appeared, she would take the initiative to communicate with it—and communication meant greater understanding and the dissolution of misunderstandings.
This was of utmost importance to humanity.
Yet the artificial brain had not done so.
Although the Sanctuary had been built by those who came before, its core had ultimately become a black box. Perhaps its designers had initially hoped to improve the core's stability by reducing contact with the outside world, but that goal had clearly come to nothing. Now, even the way it revealed itself had been deliberately concealed, disguising itself as the Gate of Heavenly Dao. Xia Fan could not determine the reason behind this behavior, but that did not prevent him from seeing the Sanctuary's one-way infiltration.
If they deliberately ignored this sense of discord and lived in the Sanctuary with easy consciences, then one day humanity would inevitably lose even the right to speak with it. To Xia Fan, that would be utterly irresponsible.
"The other reason is more practical." He paused for a moment, waiting for the two of them to digest his words before continuing. "The Sanctuary may be able to resist Evil Spirits, but it cannot stand against time. It is already terribly old."
With that, Xia Fan found a stack of pictures from the bookcase—photos Jinxia had gradually taken while exploring the Exposure Zone around the Escape Tower. To Mo Yun and the others, such things were already nothing out of the ordinary, but to Taxisis and Momola, they were unquestionably something entirely new.
The images, so detailed they rivaled real scenery, made both women