Director An quickly arranged for people to choose this intelligent entity.
A week later, six strange candidates were placed before him.
Candidate No. 1 was a CPU. It was said to be connected to thirteen programmers who had died suddenly from overwork. It could tempt people into working nonstop; compared to it, 996 and 007 were nothing but little brothers among little brothers, beggars among beggars.
Candidate No. 2 was a chattering book monster that kept complaining that people nowadays no longer read.
Candidate No. 3 was a toy—more specifically, a pile of building blocks that could replicate themselves, build houses, lay railways, and construct trains and cities on their own.
It did not like to talk.
Candidate No. 4 was a sheet of paper. Words would often appear on it for no apparent reason, concerning the next ten seconds of the future.
Candidate No. 5 was rather frightening: a Two-Headed King Cobra. It was highly intelligent and could predict the future, but only events within the next ten seconds. By nature, it loved using its predictions to harm people.
First, it would give someone a small taste of sweetness, then bewitch them into doing evil, and finally push them into the Giant Pit of life.
After ruining too many people, it had eventually been sealed away by the Patrol Division.
Candidate No. 6 was a jade pendant. Some soul seemed to dwell within it; its human desires had already been worn away, leaving behind only a measure of wisdom.
Looking at these six items, Director An did not know which one to choose.
After a while, however, the No. 3 building blocks slowly assembled two large words before his eyes.
"Choose... me..."
Uh, this one was proactive too.
Director An shook his head. "Definitely not you. You look like