As soon as these words were spoken, everyone subconsciously began to think.
Meanwhile, [ with Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] continues to spew out words that are both fierce and treacherous.
He pointed to the lightning array left behind by the group inside the small fortress and asked:
"Will it end up with its body covered in Psionic Energy Circuit?"
[ Do Some Farm Work ] was immediately shocked:
"Tattoo?"
That wasn't all; the half-dragon then pointed to the power compartment below:
"What if it feels its power system is too weak and wants to add more power?"
"Speeding??"
"What if it uses its tunnel boring machine's drill bit to drill for some strange minerals, causing residue to accumulate and cause blockages?"
Smoking and drinking???
"What if it goes out to play with other Machine Spirit in the middle of the night and doesn't come back for a long time?"
"In the underworld???"
"If it clashes with other Machine Spirit and then acts impulsively..."
"Kill?????"
The two, who hadn't discussed it beforehand, acted like they were possessed by drama queens, and after a series of back-and-forth exchanges, the already tense atmosphere plummeted to an even lower point.
At this moment, in everyone's minds, the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" was already on the road of "mixing things up".
"Isn't this a bit too abstract...?"
[ Chocolate Ice Cream Scoop ] was about to say something when her younger sister [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] covered her mouth.
Then a message popped up in his field of vision:
"Say it here."
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] sent this message to the remaining six people via private message, and then created a temporary group chat with only the seven people present.
Because the space inside the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess was too cramped, everyone had previously communicated only by talking and had not created a group chat.
But now that group chats are available, people's moods aren't exactly cheerful.
It wasn't because the Machine Spirit was bad, but everyone suddenly realized that the burden on their shoulders had become much heavier.
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] was the first thing mentioned in the group chat:
"The main purpose of creating this group chat is to facilitate communication among everyone. I think that for a new Machine Spirit, everything around it is something to learn from and imitate. If we don't want this fortress to cause chaos everywhere in the future, we must be careful with our words and actions."
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ]: "That makes a lot of sense. From now on, everyone can talk about whatever they want here. Normal conversations are fine outside too, but please be careful not to be too rude..."
The others responded with "OK", and then someone asked a question.
[ Chocolate Ice Cream Scoop ]: "So, should we prioritize educating the Machine Spirit or getting it out of the ground?"
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ]: "Educating the Machine Spirit should be a priority, because—I just tried it, and this guy doesn't understand what we're saying. I don't even know which direction it's heading... At least we need to let it know who it is, who we are, and what it should do."
Everyone suddenly realized that the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess had been running automatically since the very beginning, but its destination was completely unknown.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] confirmed that it was not his slip of the tongue that caused the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" to sob, but this meant the situation was worse.
He looked at everyone, about to speak, but then thought for a moment and asked in the group chat:
Does anyone have any knowledge about early childhood education?
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] timidly raised her hand and said in the group:
"I have a friend who's currently studying this major; let me ask her after I log off..."
Everyone nodded, then didn't know what to do next, since their plan had only gone this far, and the current developments had far exceeded their expectations.
It was getting late. After tidying up the inside of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess, [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] addressed the players:
"Let's not all rely on [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ]. Everyone go back and gather some information today, and we'll discuss it together again tomorrow when we're online."
After agreeing, everyone lay down on the middle floor like a row of corpses, and then logged off.
The small, mobile fortress, now devoid of any living beings, continues to dig silently underground, like a baby that has just learned to crawl.
"Don't you have many classes lately? Why did you think of calling me?"
In the real world, on a university campus.
A female college freshman was answering the phone with a smile on her face, chatting and laughing with her friend on the other end.
The caller was her friend. Although the two did not get into the same university, their relationship had not deteriorated, and they would always keep in touch.
However, most of these exchanges take place on weekends, and this is the first time I've received a call from them on a weekday.
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded hesitant, as if struggling with what to say or not to say.
After a moment of humming, a more complete sentence finally came through:
"I have a friend—no, I have several friends—who all want to know some important things to know about early childhood education. Do you have any concise professional books you could recommend?"
"Yes, there is, but is this friend of yours really not yourself?"
A denial immediately came from the other end of the phone:
"No, no, well, okay, it's me, but not just me, it's really me and a few of my friends, and everyone wants to know."
"You guys have been like this lately..."
The female student, who had been smiling, was now filled with confusion. Strange guesses began to surface in her mind, and her smile gradually Solidification.
But judging from the tone, things don't seem to be quite like that, so it's best not to think too negatively...
After much thought, she came up with the only seemingly reasonable answer:
"Have you been volunteering at an orphanage lately?"
"Huh?"
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by words that sounded like a resignation to the situation:
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth, but don't laugh at me."
"Hmm, how could that be?"
"I was playing a game with my friends, and we encountered a newly spawned... well, you could say a friendly monster. I wanted to ask you about this so I can properly raise it."
"Ah?"
Now it was the female student who answered the phone who was surprised:
What other game has such a realistic character development system?
"Um, the game is called ' World of Disorder.' You can search for it if you're interested. The art style is rather bizarre; whether you get into it or not is up to you. Wait, that's not important. Anyway, how about you recommend some related materials first?"
"Okay, but how do you plan to use these materials? Will you learn as you go?"
"... I'm not advertising, but this game is completely immersive. If a book from the outside world is in digital format, you can use a little trick to read it within the game."
"I've learned something new. I'll go search for it later. Hmm, as for reference books, you can take a look at these; they're all books I've read over the past two semesters..."
Twelve hours later, World of Disorder.
[ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] woke up on the cold, hard wooden floor, habitually ignoring the constant vibrations and noise, and looked seriously at the few other people around him who had also just logged in.
She returned, bringing with her three professional education books, and felt an immense surge of energy!