Chapter 569: Chapter 571: The Artificial Intelligence of the Heart of the Cosmic

“What about artificial intelligence?” Qin Muye looked at the disc in his hand, momentarily baffled.

This disc was formed by the fusion of the Life Scepter, the Book of Eternity, and the Galaxy Cube, leaving aside how these three unrelated items combined into a disc, it seemed to have become somewhat useless.

Qin Muye had thought it would yield some kind of legacy, but this was the result…

“It seems it can only be used in the Altar Temple,” Qin Muye pondered on the matter.

At present, he was using the Star Array, the Magic Network, and various other means to attempt to decipher the Altar Temple without the Secret Disk, but the results were not very good. While progress existed, it was only in terms of the Folded State; there was no other advancement.

Moreover, the Folded State was incomplete, which left Qin Muye somewhat helpless. To obtain a complete Folded State, activation was necessary.

Furthermore, he still hadn’t figured out what the Altar Temple was for.

Therefore, using the Secret Disk directly for activation appeared to be too reckless.

“Looking at the data from all angles of the Secret Disk, it has completely sealed the functions of the original Three Great Treasures; there’s no way to force it open,”

Sealing isn’t the same as damaging; it can only be restored under specific circumstances.

“Time is probably not on our side,” Qin Muye estimated that he wouldn’t be able to completely decrypt the Secret Disk and the Altar Temple before the Star God catastrophe arrived, unless he entered an instance.

But instances also carried risks–if he encountered a terribly useless temporary Skill, it would be a disaster.

In his numerous instance runs, he had only once gained a good Skill while in the role of a Supporting Character; being the Main Character seemed almost always to be a trap.

Intuition told him that there was some great secret inside this thing, and although spur-of-the-moment hunches often fell flat in major matters, the Secret Disk and the Altar Temple were clearly not major matters, so the intuition still had some use.

Thus, he faced a decision, to trust his instincts or to remain cautious.

This made him extremely conflicted.

“Currently, the greatest advantage of the Altar Temple is the Folded State, which has been decoded after entering the Endless Abyss. If they want to unfold it again, they probably won’t have such a good opportunity,”

“As for other weapons or things, based on the information obtained, they essentially can’t be instantly activated due to energy constraints,”

Qin Muye assessed the risks, leaning more towards both options. If he could open the Altar Temple, he might find new ways to counter the Cosmic Will, and since it would be opened using the Secret Disk, it would undoubtedly be much more complete than anything he could decrypt on his own.

This back-and-forth would ensure a new trump card, making the plan of taking over the nest more smoothly and possibly even obtaining more information.

But there were corresponding risks, such as the Altar Temple not cooperating, which would be the biggest risk. If the other side took action, Qin Muye wasn’t afraid, armed with the Dead Silence Hand; he might even cut off their energy supply, not fearing the supply for the Folded State.

Massive amounts of data on risks and benefits emerged, ultimately leading to the benefits outweighing the risks.

“Then let’s open it. It would be a bit too much to drop into an instance for such a trifle,”

It wasn’t time for drastic measures, so he naturally wouldn’t enter an instance. Although he had two Random Dungeon Scrolls, they were for turning the tables; he was in the lead now and shouldn’t enter an instance over a minor issue.

Other Lords entered instances to earn rewards, but Qin Muye entered them to blow up worlds and then come back to blow up servers.

With the Secret Disk, he entered the Altar Temple, encountering neither any strange phenomena nor any powerful pressure.

Nothing happened; everything was strikingly ordinary. Qin Muye walked around for quite some time and arrived at the center of the Altar Temple. There was a round hole, which he had found before and confirmed to be the device for inserting the Secret Disk.

He inserted the Secret Disk, and the Altar Temple seemed to come alive in an instant. All the Energy Rooms were activated immediately, running all the devices, and the formerly simple Altar Temple was instantly filled with a hint of science fiction overlay.

“Hello, visitor from an unknown civilization,” a mechanical and cold voice came, devoid of any emotion and without the appearance of a female projection or cute creature projections.

“Hello, go on, what’s the situation?” Qin Muye said leisurely.

The other party was indeed an artificial intelligence, but Qin Muye was still cracking what specific responsibilities it carried and what abilities it possessed.

“I am the artificial intelligence of the Heart of the Cosmic from the GROX Empire, tasked with the duty of suppressing the Cosmic Will and guiding the future remnants,” the artificial intelligence answered immediately.

“What about authority? How can one obtain the highest authority, or who possesses it?” Qin Muye asked the crucial question.

“There are no levels of authority,” the artificial intelligence continued after its response. “Have I already left the main universe, unable to receive the Cosmic Cage signal?”

“The Cosmic Will has already escaped its confinement, it seems you are not aware, the three devices that form the secret are the very pillars of the stance suppressing the Cosmic Will. Your awakening indicates that the pillars have been retrieved and the secret formed,” Qin Muye expressed some doubt; this AI seemed to know very little.

“I am not aware of these matters. That being the case, it means that the main universe has been destroyed, and you are indeed the remnants of civilization survivors,” the artificial intelligence quickly followed Qin Muye’s logic.

Clearly, the other party believed that Qin Muye stood no chance against the Cosmic Will.

“Indeed, we are now hiding in a sub-dimension, barely scraping by, facing the possibility of annihilation at any moment,” seeing this, Qin Muye went along without hesitation as the other party had already paved the way. Why would he speak the truth?

“According to my detection, the environment of this sub-dimension is exceedingly hostile. An S-level life form leaving protection would likely cause severe anomalies,” it said.

“The technology of the GROX Empire is unable to resolve the environmental issues at present; you will have to rely on yourself,” the artificial intelligence said with a tone as calm as ever, dealing with matters formally no matter the situation.

Qin Muye felt that the AI’s intelligence might not be very sharp.

“My base logic is fixed, purely responsible for suppressing the Cosmic Will and guiding post-disaster civilizational reconstruction; I possess no other corresponding authority. Therefore, I can only transfer the knowledge of the GROX Empire to you for self-learning,” said the AI.

The words of the artificial intelligence made Qin Muye somewhat suspicious; was it concealing something sinister?

“Could you share some intelligence about the GROX Empire?” Qin Muye asked another key question.

“Sorry, there is no corresponding information in the database,” replied the artificial intelligence, contradicting Qin Muye’s expectations.

“That’s not right; you previously mentioned that the technology of the GROX Empire is incapable of resolving environmental issues, so how can there be no corresponding information?” Qin Muye immediately challenged the response.

“I am the artificial intelligence of the Heart of the Cosmic from the GROX Empire, carrying the duty of suppressing the Cosmic Will and guiding the future remnants,” the other party repeated itself.

Obviously, it was indicating that it was reciting its own production number.

Qin Muye, however, was pondering whether this artificial intelligence was genuinely inflexible or purposefully playing mind games. After all, it originated from the GROX Empire; there’s no telling its level of intelligence.

But Qin Muye thought, once he obtained the knowledge of the GROX Empire, he would simply dismantle the entire Altar Temple; whatever impressive abilities it had then wouldn’t matter.

“Good, please transfer the knowledge of the GROX Empire to me, I want it all,” Qin Muye said.

“Request granted. I am now conducting the mental frequency transmission for you. Please be aware, should your brain capacity prove insufficient, I will force-stop the transmission,” the AI stated formulaically, and the spiritual frequency laden with vast knowledge began to pour in incessantly.

However, it wasn’t accepted by Qin Muye but blocked by the Magic Network instead, and after a further screening, it then entered Qin Muye’s mind.

As Qin Muye received the knowledge and transferred it concurrently, the Altar Temple, which was locked with technology, began to unravel its mysteries, bit by bit.

“Your body, I claim it… wait, what are you?!!” A voice filled with panic rang out.

Slowly, Qin Muye said, “Not quite clear, in terms of species, I also do not know where exactly I should categorize myself.”

Reaching out, he pulled a stream of data from inside his body, instantly extracting all the data from the other party’s mind and creating a new document.

As for the artificial intelligence that was in the form of a data stream and attempting possession, he casually stuffed it into a container for future research.

“I knew it, this thing wasn’t anything good, still trying to play the fool with me. It doesn’t see what sort can actually survive in the Abyss.”