Possessed in a Thousand Novels - Possessed in a Thousand Novels chapter 63
9. The Swallowed (4)
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-Sifengxiu:
-Juju Siwoo: ? What is this
-Jusul Siwoo: I can’t see anything?
-SF Siwoo: This is a report. What the artificial intelligence I gave you sent me
-SF Siwoo: Hmm. After all, I shouldn’t just throw in artificial intelligence here. There is more harm than good.
-SF Siwoo: From now on, we shouldn’t be able to receive it.
-Frosio: ? No, I just wrote down all the code.
-Gempansiu: ㄹㅇ It’s not right to suddenly do this.
-Tutoshiu: What kind of AI is a professional gamer?
-Tutoshiu: I still have a bad conscience about a kid who improved his reaction speed through martial arts using a helper?
-Frosio: No, the game company was terrible at patching bugs, so I tried to fix it secretly.
-Frosio: Let’s at least see our bastards in the pro scene who have been in the coffin for 3 years due to a f*cking bug.
-Tutosio: Ah
-Tutoshiu: If that’s the case, I understand.
-Gempansiu: I was just going to use a helper.
-Tutoshiu: You really have lost your conscience.
-Jusul Siwoo: But aren’t there already a few kids who have received artificial intelligence? What should they do?
-SF Siwoo: That’s no problem. Anyway, the artificial intelligence is always crawling the chat window when it is with me, so even if I write just one command line in the chat window, everything will work.
-SF Siwoo: I need to do something about this.
-SF Siwoo:
-Jusul Siu: Oh… But is it a trend not to see SF?
-SF Siwoo: That’s because we are conveying information using 42-dimensional hyper-stereoscopic.
-SF Siwoo: Ordinary humans cannot be observed. Even if ‘information’ is clearly posted in this chat room, it is useless if the information is not recognized.
-Juju Siwoo: ㄷㄷ
-Jusul Siwoo: But is it really necessary to go that far? Can’t you just say it in words?
-SF Siwoo: Then it is not enough to write the letters in Nayuta units.
-Shaolin Siu: Nayuta?
-Jusul Siwoo: Why is he reacting to that?
-Shaolin Siu: No, it’s because it’s been a while since I learned something.
-Jusul Siu: How much is Nayuta exactly? I’m just guessing it’s about big.
-Shaolin Siu: If you multiply 1 trillion five times, that’s 1 nayu time. According to modern mathematics standards,
-Shaolin Xiu: In the scriptures I learn, it is much smaller than that, but it is big anyway.
-Jusul Siwoo: Huh. But is it not enough to write a report like that? What does it contain?
-SF Siwoo: Everything. Because it’s that kind of artificial intelligence…
-Zhu Shuxiu: So will that be Si Feng Siu’s final report?
-SF Siwoo: No, Si Feng Siu was left out as an exception.
-SF Siwoo: From now on, only he and I will use artificial intelligence.
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After Siwoo joined the revolution, the revolution began to gain momentum.
However, there was no part where Siwoo actually helped. BuyThis was because the plan was already almost complete.
How to raise the signal, how to make our intentions known, and how to destroy the social system. The plan Si-woo heard was more complex and elaborate than he could have imagined, and contained deep concerns about humans and society.
Siwoo briefly heard the gist of the plan at Sara’s house and was honestly impressed.
“You are truly amazing. “It must not have been easy to come up with such an in-depth plan in such a short period of time.”
“… It’s not a short time. “It was a fantasy I always had every night when I lay in bed.”
Sarah smiled reassuringly.
“Now we can finally put it into reality. If it weren’t for Navita, it wouldn’t have happened. Yes? Navita?”
-That’s right. This plan is established based on my existence. Nothing gets done without me.
As Siwoo watched Navita obediently following him, he realized that he didn’t know anything about Navita.
When I first received it, I was surprised by the fact that it was artificial intelligence, but in the end, I ended up using it as nothing more than a coding assistance program.
However, Navita was a much more amazing and powerful artificial intelligence than he thought.
“But is there any reason to set January 1st as the start date of the revolution? “I’m not urging you, but I was wondering if there was a reason to choose this date.”
“Of course, considering the people who are still suffering, it is right to do it as quickly as possible. But what’s more important is to succeed in the revolution more clearly.”
Sarah poured her beer bottle on her table and poured herself a glass.
“The essence of revolution is ultimately historical change… In other words, it is a change of times. And, there is one day when everyone clearly feels the change.”
“That’s January 1st.”
“Yes. Ultimately, revolution is possible based on the consent of the people. “Otherwise, a revolution is just a rebellion.”
There was a lot of history implied in that short sentence, so Siwoo sighed in vain.
Sarah’s depth was proof of her tenacity and was like a speech of a hundred words eloquently expressing her sincerity.
Sarah took a sip of the foamy beer, with a hint of disgust and contempt on her lips.
“But they don’t know this… This is right, so we must do it now. Even if the results were not satisfactory, heroic sacrifices were made. It was meaningful. “Some people even think, ‘If we act like this, society will definitely support us.’”
“Those?”
“The International.”
International. Did you say it was a gathering of people who wanted revolution?
From the first time I heard it, I thought there would be a lot of idiots, but that was it. Siwoo’s frown frowned.
“My head is like a flower garden.”
“hehehe… “It would be nice if it were just a flower garden.”
As Sara gulped down her drink, her former sharp demeanor was gone, and all she saw was a very relaxed look.
Is Navita’s existence really that trustworthy? Siwoo was right next to me, controlling the speed of my drinking and getting along appropriately.
“They are using the revolution as a weapon for their own pride or moral standing. They even go so far as to identify themselves with the organization. They put members of the same organization on missions that are no different from suicide, achieve results that are infinitely lighter compared to the price of their lives, and then brag about their sacrifices.“It’s you.”
It was not an unfamiliar story to Siwoo, who lived in modern times.
Ever since morality and human rights emerged as the center of humanity, there have always been such writers. Those with loud voices. Things that don’t have the slightest interest in true morality.
On the other hand, those who have truly suffered do not talk about their pain carelessly. For them, pain has already become a part of their lives and routine. The cross section of life that is covered in calluses is a life desperately living under dead cells, and continuing to live in itself means overcoming adversity.
Therefore, those who make a fuss are those who have never experienced pain. They steal other people’s pain, turn it into a myth, and spread it around like a legend.
“They ignored me like that. “Among those who have lost enthusiasm for the revolution, they are treated like a trash can, passing on incompetent people.”
“Oh, no way. That newbie who came to the International last time.”
“That’s right. It’s like that. Among them, not a single one seriously thinks the revolution will succeed, right? You’re just living like that out of resentment, and you’ve already become a weakling to the core…”
Sarah opened a new bottle, and this time she drank it whole without even pouring it.
Then he slammed the glass bottle on the table so hard that it seemed to break, twisting his mouth.
“It’s so funny. Revolution is a challenge to the times, and the times are the totality of all humans living today… Isn’t it natural for an individual to be the weak one in front of everyone? The weak should think about winning in the weak’s way, not live in self-defense in that way…”
As Siwoo listened to those words, he thought about what Sarah’s organization had done so far.
Such chaotic activities that seemed crude and insignificant to the point of revolution, such as uncovering the wrongdoings of corporate executives or creating programs based on requests.
But in fact, it was something that truly fit the name of the organization, ‘Swallowed Dagger’.
When Siwoo showed signs of understanding, Sarah nodded his head.
“Okay. The weaker the stronger, the more they should hide quietly, find the weak points of the strong, and strike a decisive blow at the most perfect time. “That is the way the revolution, and by extension, all the weak, must take.”
“Okay.”
“Huh. That’s right. Yes…”
Sarah said a few muffled words, shook her head, then lowered her head weakly. At first glance, it appears to be quite alcoholic.
Siwoo was also slowly getting drunk, so he leaned against the backrest and lowered his gaze to the table.
A moment of silence. Sarah carefully awoke from her brief rest.
“Thank you.”
“… “Are you saying you agreed to cooperate with the revolution?”
“There’s that, and everything, including who I’m talking to now.”
Perhaps to wake her up, Sarah washed her face dry.
“I haven’t had anyone to listen to me for a long time. So I always just swallowed it and kept it in my heart. “Because no one understood me.”
“… Is that so.”
“Huh. The reason you listened to me like this… “You are the first.”
Siwoo raised his head at the change in voice.
There was a somewhat contrived part of Sarah’s actions of twisting and unwrapping her red hair.
The blush on her cheeks contained a clear truth.
Sweet air spreads out. Messing with her headAtmosphere.
Siwoo did not resist.
“Are you okay today?”
“As long as it’s okay with you.”
No other words were needed after that.
Sara and Siwoo learned more about each other.
As time passed, the revolution entered its countdown.
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The end of 2077.
From Noble mtl dot com
As usual, as the somewhat instigated New Year’s sentiments were decorating the streets, a poster went viral on the Internet.
[2078.01.01. A dagger pierces the times.]
No matter how hard you try to delete or block it, the poster, which is uploaded endlessly, appears without fail on communities, social media, large billboards, and TV.
Celebrities also shared the poster against their will. Printed posters were also attached to environmental sanitation robots on the streets.
It meant a massive hacking of the Internet and society in general.
Naturally, the poster quickly became the biggest issue. And like all issues, some people consumed it for fun, while others took it a little more seriously.
And everyone expected it.
January 1st. What will happen on New Year’s Day?
The poster was not only noticed on sunny days. On the contrary, the revolutionary organization that was operating in secret was more sensitive to social changes.
Moreover, they were living for the revolution, and they took this issue more seriously than Yangji, who regarded it as nothing more than a company’s viral marketing or a hacker’s prank.
So they checked with each other. Who is this person who is so ‘rapid’? What is it that possesses such overwhelming cyber prowess?
However, even if we checked without Sarah, there was no way we could have found the culprit.
Finally, the last day of 2077. An urgent International was held to decide on a course of action.