And it was at that very moment.
As her stream of consciousness gradually stabilized, those unreal, dreamlike memories surfaced in her mind, scene by scene.
"Why do we have to fight-why can't everyone just live in peace-"
"I absolutely won't let you die-I'll fix you-and I'll go back and fix everyone else too-"
"Commander Sister-what do you think is outside the black mist-"
The Little Refrigerator looked up hopefully.
At that moment, those experiences washed over her entire memory like flowing water, leaving her standing there in a daze, as though everything had become unreal.
"Do you remember now?"
The Intelligent Brain watched her from behind.
"I have assessed all your memory data-and these memories pose a greater danger to you than anything you have experienced before-and I must ask you to understand-Miss Machine Intelligence-some things are destined never to be accepted by the collective-under our god's charter-you are destined to lead the entire Machine Intelligence Civilization toward..."
But before it could finish.
That figure abruptly pushed the door open and rushed outside without looking back.
At that moment, she did not hesitate for even a second.
And that seemed to signify a choice.
Inside the room.
Only the machine controlled by the Intelligent Brain remained, gazing for a long time at her retreating figure. At that moment, it understood-or rather, over those dozen-odd hours of personality assessment, it had long since understood the choice she would inevitably make.
"But..."
[Hive link terminal]
As a blue light curtain descended, the silver-haired Silver Fantasy materialized in the high-tech hall that provided external connections.
But she did not linger.
As though driven by some overwhelming obsession, she sped through the hall, sprinting toward the terminal that linked to reality as fast as she could.
"Miss Machine Intelligence-welcome back to