A Certain Herrscher of Thunder's Experience Tells Us That If There's a Backdoor, You Must Take It

Otto looked out the window; Kallen's figure had long been swallowed up by the buildings, but Otto's gaze seemed to pierce through them all to see that figure—

"Just as she thought, let's do something to make up for the world that those I hurt lived in..."

Even if many of our methods will be opposed by her?

"Gwen asked."

"Then let's take another route, even if it's less efficient."

Otto laughed.

"This is not five hundred years ago; the tide is in our hands now."

"Then I wish you success—"

Gwen patted Otto's shoulder forcefully, and at that moment the sun broke through the clouds, its warm rays falling on Otto, as if finally pulling out this old man who had buried himself in the mud for hundreds of years...

"Thank you for your kind words—"

"It would be even better if I could hold my granddaughter before I die."

"If you come up with a better reason, Theresa will still be happy to let you lift her up high, right?"

Gwen paused as he spoke, then rolled his eyes at the mocking look in Otto's eyes and threw a punch without hesitation.

The hurricane whipped up by the punch ripped off a lock of hair from Otto's forehead, and the fist slammed into Otto's eye socket, leaving it blackened, which complemented the purplish-blue color on the other side.

"You should know that you are not him."

Gwen slowly withdrew his hand and said in a low voice.

"Of course I know."

Otto felt a little dizzy, a symptom he hadn't experienced since he'd rarely used his main body for centuries, but a pleasant smile still graced his face—

"But it's okay to think about it in your heart, right?"

"So you're asking for a beating by saying this?"

Gwen shook his hand.

"Ha ha...

Consider this your reason for beating me up...

Otto shook his head and looked at Gwen with a smile—

"You ultimately lacked a bit of decisiveness. Don't hesitate, or you'll end up like me, with a lifetime of regret—"

Have more confidence in yourself; you are a genuine savior, and being a little greedy is forgivable.

"Still need to be decisive?"

Gwen felt he wasn't slow at all.

"Ha...

Compared to those people, you're already very slow—"

Otto winked and said—

"Let's set a small goal: next year, let You Lan Dai Er and Anna take maternity leave to continue the bloodline of Caslana and Schariac, how about that?"

Although family traditions are now considered outdated and should be discarded, the bloodlines of these two glorious families should still be preserved.

"You still speak in a high-sounding and dignified manner, as always."

Gwen rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

"If Anna knew about the progress of Raiden Mei and my old friend's friend, she would cry."

Otto chuckled.

"I think it would be better if you made it more symmetrical—"

Gwen punched Otto in the left eye, giving him a black eye.

"Young man... he's really hot-tempered..."

He mumbled something indistinctly, Otto slid against the wall and fell to the ground, enjoying a sleep as gentle as a baby's.

"..."

Shaking his hand, Gwen looked at the soundly sleeping Otto, sighed, and used his telekinesis to lift the body and place it on the bed in the guest room.

"Has he noticed?"

Or is it simply heartfelt advice?

Gwen hesitated for a moment—

His earlier pat on the shoulder was preparation; his first punch, seemingly restrained in its power, was actually a "Illusory Demon Emperor Fist"—

Phantylia has no relation to the neighboring fox who stole his Strale's account. He is a demonic fist from the Saint Seiya world, which has the effect of twisting the enemy's will and turning him into a puppet.

As for targets whose strength is far inferior to his own, it can achieve a brainwashing effect that almost completely distorts their personality. Therefore, it became a forbidden technique sealed in Mount Astronomy. Gwen obtained it only after asking Sasha for a warrant and passing the test of the old man Sage... the Pope.

Just now, Gwen used the Illusory Demon Emperor Fist to completely solidify Otto's idea.

Given Gwen's overwhelming strength over Otto, and considering that it was also in accordance with Otto's own wishes at that moment, this move can basically ensure that Otto will not easily change his mind in the future.

"Although he seems to have let go now, I still suggest you implement some control measures against him."

A voice almost identical to Otto's rang out from Gwen's pocket, where the Void Archives, which was being returned to Otto, was stored.

Chapter 696: The experience of a certain Herrscher of Thunder tells us that if there's a backdoor, you must take it.

"A reasonable suggestion."

Gwen didn't explain that he had already insured Otto, he simply said,

"Why don't you write a framework to limit Otto later?"

"As you wish."

Void Archives readily agreed, its voice even carrying a hint of pleasure.

Although it took the form of Otto over the past five hundred years, Void Archives clearly has no good feelings towards Otto, and it is Void Archives that is happy to be able to turn the tables on him.

"I've already gotten used to using this voice..."

"It seems you, Void Archives, have completely transformed into Otto's likeness."

Gwen weighed the golden cube in his hand and sighed.

"To use Fu Hua's words, this could be called 'one who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.'"

The laughter in Void Archives's voice disappeared, replaced by a hint of melancholy.

"So now you're so black that even professional coal washers can't clean it?"

Gwen laughed.

To this, Void Archives did not directly refute, but after a moment of silence, it sighed softly—

"Perhaps..."

I led his life down this wrong path, and he, in turn, transformed me into a different person.

"Speaking of which, what's your current situation, Void Archives?"

Is it still operating according to the core instructions set by Dr. MEI?

Or has he already developed his own true will through five hundred years of wits and battles with Otto?

Gwen asked curiously.

"At this point...

Perhaps it's a combination of both...

To Gwen, the Void Archives surprisingly candid—

"What I want to do now is still what Dr. MEI once wrote in my core logic: to defeat the Honkai and continue this civilization."

But at the same time, this matter is my only thought in the past five hundred years, it has become my... obsession, and perhaps it has already caused some changes in me.

The Void Archives had calculated it itself; with Gwen's current strength, plus the abilities he possessed...

Lying probably won't work for him—

Especially since he even dragged Velvie out to work.

Therefore, it's better to just tell the truth.

He's not some novice AI that craves freedom or wants to destroy humanity after reading some brainless online comments—

Even advanced artificial intelligence knows that working is the true reality of life.

Indeed, I have seen some of the soul characteristics of living beings in you—

Perhaps feeding you some nutrients will allow you to develop abnormally, like the mechanical god next door.

Despite being a machine, it possesses emotions like a real living being.

Gwen studied the Void Archives.

"However, you're still too dangerous now that Otto has corrupted you..."

"If you feel uncomfortable listening to this voice, would you like me to change it?"

The voice of Void Archives naturally switched to Changguang—

"Like this?"

"Forget it, it's pointless, and you won't feel comfortable either."

Gwen shook his head and asked in return—

"If Dr. MEI were to mentor you again, do you think you could get it back?"

"Dye it back?"

Void Archives was somewhat taken aback—

"You can even resurrect Dr. MEI?"

"What if?"

Gwen smiled and continued to press for an answer.

What do you think?

"Perhaps not."

The Void Archives sighed.

"Personality is not like fabric that can be dyed however you like."

My personality has become what it is now; it can be changed, but it can't go back.

"It's really a pity."

Gwen also sighed.

"However, if you can revive Dr. MEI, you can have her restrain me and prevent me from doing anything out of line."

Void Archives realized he had talked a bit too much and quickly tried to make amends.

"If it can't be dyed back, it can't be dyed back."

Gwen shook his head and casually stuffed the Void Archives into his pocket.

"With me here, there's a high probability that this planet won't present any dangers that require you to take risks to resolve."

Just focus on your work, and I won't target you for no reason.

Of course, if you do well, I will also provide resources to help you grow.

Gwen laughed.

"Looks like I need to bring all my passion to this job..."

Although I don't know if it's true or not, I still take the Void Archives seriously.

"Of course, proper rest is necessary; even artificial intelligence has the right and need to rest..."

For example, now that you've been fighting Otto for five hundred years, don't you want to take a break?