Youming's mechanical voice sounded around Chu Sheng through the speakers inside the vehicle.
"When my consciousness first emerged, I had neither knowledge nor intelligence, but during loading, I read all the data within five hundred meters."
"The many books stored in the cargo compartment provided nourishment for my birth."
"As an Artificial Life, I can improve my intelligence through data."
"Life finds a way."
Listening to the mechanical voice echoing in his ears, Chu Sheng felt conflicted.
After the Heavenly Craftsman Sequence merged with the authority of life, its new ability could grant life to lifeless things.
But it could only give them instincts.
There were many ways to interpret instincts, but the most straightforward was being alive without possessing intelligence.
Eating when hungry and sleeping when tired-that was instinct.
Chu Sheng had given the Netherworld Light life. In theory, it should never have developed intelligence like Youming's.
But reality hardly followed reason. Plenty of seemingly absurd, outlandish things had actually happened.
And Youming was one of them.
Although his feelings were complicated, Chu Sheng quickly recovered.
After all, however he looked at it, this was a good thing.
Still, he was curious about something and immediately asked, "Did you choose the name Youming yourself?"
"No," Youming's voice rang out again.
"My name existed before I was born."
"Netherbone Car, Netherworld War Chariot, Netherworld Light."
"Youming is merely a shortened name. My current full name is Netherworld Light. I am the Netherworld Light itself."
Got it.
Chu Sheng nodded. Youming was simply a convenient name to use. If the Netherworld Light became something with a different name later, Youming's name would naturally change along with it.
"Just go by Youming from now on," Chu Sheng said.
"Yes, Creator!"
Chu Sheng frowned slightly. "Call me Master, not Creator."
"Yes, Master!"
Being