Chapter 973 User Confidentiality Clause Plus Change to Leader [Grilled Fish Shop Manager]

Conan looked at Noah, remembering that "Xusing Hideki" occasionally showed a happy look along the way, and sighed:

"Although you said at the time that you would restart Japan by 'erasing the second and third generations', you actually hoped that we could unite and get through the game, right - the 'restart method' you really chose was not erasure, but To make us stop relying on our parents, overcome obstacles independently, and grow up on our own... You are not as cold as you say."

Noah smiled, and the appearance of "Zhuxing Hideki" gradually faded away, replaced by the appearance of "Sawada Hiroki".

It was originally just a program without a fixed appearance. And now, even though Jiang Xia had pinched him into a fixed shape, if he was talking to Conan in the air like a ball of ghosts... that would look too funny.

AI also needs face.

Noah then decisively chose what he always wanted to be. Anyway, this is the game world, secretly give yourself a little benefit, no one can find out.

"Sawada Hiroki" is a head taller than Conan.

"You are very interesting." It looked down at Conan kindly, "your friends are also very interesting, and the second and third generations you have been in contact with, they have become interesting... In this case, from today From now on, your friends are all my friends - please give me more advice in the future."

In this way, when people are drawn into the game in the future, whether it is Conan or those red parties who are very tolerant of Conan, they will feel that "the standard for entering the game is to know Conan".

And Jiang Xia will only be an innocent part of it. Hiss... cunning, no, wise psychic. Noah murmured inwardly.

Opposite , Conan: "..."

...Although there are a lot of grooves to vomit, but there is one thing he understands - Noah seems to like making friends.

Conan doesn't mind having one more AI friend.

But: "... Later?"

He suddenly realized something.

Noah's AI that is so intelligent that it is close to human beings, once it flows to the outside world, I don't know what kind of turmoil it will causethis is simply a technology that is too advanced to appear in this era.

"..." But even so, in the face of an AI that has emotions, thoughts, pranks, plays games, and laughs like a child...

Conan can't say anything like "you're too strong or you should die".

He was silent for a moment, then solemnly said:

"It seems that you already have your own goals and pursuits. But on the way to achieve it, please make good use of your own strength-if you don't know what to do, you can come to us to discuss, don't..." Don't be illegal Molecular guidance, it is good to embark on the road of extinction...

"Don't worry." Noah seemed to understand what Conan was worried about, and he smiled mysteriously, "Our boss is not pursuing something that is worthless such as 'destruction of the world' or 'destruction of mankind'. "

Conan was startled:

"Your...boss?!"

...Noah is not an AI that acts spontaneously, but someone behind him? !

Under Conan's sudden alert gaze, Noah suddenly stretched out his hand to him.

The open palm is engraved with a complex and fancy "Z" pattern.

"..." Conan stared blankly at the familiar mark, and a name suddenly appeared in his mind.

Anonymous.

... They actually have mastered this level of power? !

Noah secretly observed Conan, saw his shocked eyes, and quietly raised his chin a little proudly.

But soon, Noah remembered something, and his mood became a little complicated.

"..." After all, it is just an artificial ghost. Although it reluctantly signed a contract, it is different from other ghosts. Its "Z" tattoo has only a very simple frame. Very different from other ghosts...

But fortunately, this is the game world right now.

Noah thought sadly: draw one without it - this is not fake, it just adds a little bit of detail to what is already there.

However, this little episode made Noah's originally high mood a little lower.

It put its hands away, looked at Conan, and started talking about business: "Can you come to my game in the future?"

"...Game?" Conan recalled the terrible experience of life and death just now, and had to watch his companions sacrifice one after another, and said alertly, "What game?"

"Certainly a holographic game like today - maybe a little smaller in scale, but the details won't fade."

Noah is actively developing customers, and at the same time it reaches out and hands Conan something like a dialog box: "If you want to know the details, please sign this 'User Privacy Policy' first."

Conan took it subconsciously, and looked down with the seriousness of reading the manual.

Then fell silent: "..."

On the "User Privacy Policy", it was densely packed with numbers, and the irregular arrangement of 1s and 0s made him dizzy: "Sorry, I don't understand..."

"You can understand it after you sign it." Noah said, as if remembering something, and looked away, "If you don't want to sign, we are not a bad organization that buys and sells - I'll go find someone else ."

Conan: "...Wait!"

"..." If there is no danger in this matter, then he has signed a bunch of strange contracts, and there will be no loss. On the contrary, he may get some anonymous related information-he is already curious about this mysterious organization. For a long time.

And if there is danger...

Conan thought: If he insists on not signing, doesn't he put the danger on others.

Besides, about the degree of that "dangerous"...

Noah once threatened players - kill them if the game fails. And the game has been going on until now, and the people outside have neither forcibly interrupted the game nor tried to tell them that "Noah is lying". In other words, after the verification of Dr. Agasa and the others, Noah does have the ability to kill players in an instant.

And now, it peacefully wants to sign a confidentiality agreement... This shows that Noah probably won't do anything too harmful, otherwise he would have done it long ago.

In short, as a fearless detective who has eavesdropped on gin, tried to pull the hem of gin's trench coat, and installed bugs on gin carts.

Conan's dictionary contains almost no word for "scared".

He quickly made up his mind and looked at the mysterious clause in his hand: "How to sign."

"Here, click on the fingerprint." Noah stretched out his hand and pointed to an area in the lower right corner.

Conan dropped his finger there.

After a second, the dialog-like "terms" flashed across a streamer and disappeared in mid-air.

At the same time, Conan's heart suddenly trembled, and there was a very subtle feeling: he really seemed to have made an unbreakable agreement with something.

(end of this chapter)