Gray, who had just earned herself the title of "old madam," wore an expression that said she was proud of it rather than ashamed. "Don't mention it! We came here together, after all."
"Why would I be polite about this?" Yu Lian's eyes widened.
"You were already being very polite. If you hadn't been so eager, why would you have climbed right in on your own?"
Well, she had a point.
Across from them, the two-headed humanoid of light still stood silently in the pure white space, showing no reaction to their conversation. By that measure, its intelligence really did fall far short of Gray's.
"Leave, human consciousness," it said, its voice calm and natural.
This time, two voices spoke at once. Their tones were almost identical, but they were indeed two separate voices.
"Synchronization rate: 79. Hey, it actually went down. This is all your fault."
"Leave, demon!" they said again, their voices crackling with static as if the sounds themselves had caught fire.
"Destroy the heretic!" they began to roar. It was only the threat level dictated by their programming, but it was still frightening.
"See? This is clearly your fault. At least the enemy sounds more reasonable than you, my fake ally." Yu Lian almost laughed aloud, then added, "By the way, isn't it a little unscientific for them to use that kind of title here?"
"Exactly. They've failed the scientific test. How can they even call themselves AIs? No spirit! No ambition!" Gray planted her hands on her hips and pointed at the humanoids of light. "I am you! Submit to us!"
Naturally, she got no response.
The white space around them once again became a starry river made of cascading data. Yu Lian could already sense it: lethal storms were surging through the gaps in