A young female voice, with a hint of mischievousness and laziness, yet seemingly able to see through everything, sounded directly in his mind.
In the virtual vision before him, there was no specific image, only countless flowing streams of data containing a terrifying amount of information, and a virtual image of a figure lazing on a levitating chair, only showing a blurry outline.
Albert Einstein, one of the core figures of the City of the Future.
And this place was the core star field of the [Sea of Stars] world, one of the seven worlds of [Xanadu], a quantum cluster calculator of a planetary array, a virtual calculator that only existed within [Xanadu].
A usable calculator.
Joachim could tell at a glance that she seemed to be in some extremely complex virtual experimental environment. This virtual projection was just a miserly slice of her computing power.
Just as another core member, Tesla, did not appear here, because she had not, like Albert, created dozens of different computing power slices in this terminal.
So when Tesla was in seclusion, she was in seclusion. No one except Joyce could interrupt her experiments... alright, actually, Joyce didn't have that much face either. It's just that Joyce would resort to tying her up and dragging her out.
Of course, he might also happen to run into Albert out for a stroll.
Joachim was already used to the attitude of this senior and technical mentor. He directly ignored the issue of the address, waved his hand, and transmitted the previously organized information about the Honkai, Herrschers, the abnormal timeline, and the people of the Taixu Martial Arts School as an efficient data packet.
The data stream was silent for a moment, with only the endless waterfall of information still flowing.
A few seconds later, Albert's voice sounded again, still lazy, but with a hint of imperceptible seriousness:
"Hoh... a cross-dimensional disaster, a high-dimensional projection, a time disturbance, plus a possibly rebellious super AI... Little Joachim, the 'local specialties' you picked up on this trip are really explosive."
She even sounded a little... excited?
"Dr. Albert, this is no time for jokes," Joachim's voice was urgent. "The anomaly of Sequence Zero, the control of the White Blood Cell array, and the situation in Siberia..."
"I know, I know," Albert interrupted him. The speed of the data stream seemed to increase slightly, and Joachim immediately understood that Albert was quickly mobilizing her computing power here.
This in itself was a sign of importance.
"About the Tower of Babel, that idiot Joyce won't die for now. It's just that the signal is not good. It's normal for him to be intermittently disconnected from Sequence Zero. No need to make a fuss."
Her tone changed, becoming a little more serious. "As for this 'big gift' you sent... verification will take time, although the energy samples and causal echoes you brought are very convincing.
"Perhaps you can convince me, but you know, you can't convince 'us'."
That is to say, from the public's point of view, Albert herself would also firmly cast a "vote of doubt." Joachim had known this for a long time. All sensible officials in the world would do so—Shenzhou was the same, and so was the City of the Future.
But in other words, the officials would not get involved, which did not mean that individuals would not.
"The self-check of Sequence Zero's core logic library is in progress. No obvious abnormalities have been found for the time being. But since there is a warning from the 'future', I will raise the monitoring level.
"The authority of the White Blood Cell array cannot be easily delegated. That thing is too high-profile and can easily cause international disputes.
"However... I can open a back door for you. When a 'specific condition' is triggered, I can give you regional, limited temporary access.
"Of course, it's your own problem how to clean up your mess after you use it."
Albert spoke extremely quickly, as if she were handling a multi-threaded task, causing the data projection to become blurry and flicker.
"In addition, about the 'AI Self-Help Association' you mentioned... interesting.
"If Sequence Zero did indeed produce an unplanned 'sub-body' or 'mutation' under the influence of some power we do not yet understand, then that would indeed be a problem.
"I will secretly initiate a scan of abnormal data nodes worldwide... As for you in Sapphire City right now..." Albert's voice paused, as if she were retrieving some data. "Proceed according to your plan.
"That key variable called 'Shu', I will try to perform a fuzzy match and probability deduction in the database. When necessary, you are authorized to use part of the non-armed support authority of [Sequence Two]. I've sent you the list. Look at it yourself. Don't bother me."
A series of information and permissions came crashing down like they were free, with astonishing efficiency.
"...Dr. Tesla, the Honkai could erupt at any time. Is there enough time?" Joachim was silent for a moment before speaking to the blurry projection in front of him.
"Heh, when did you realize I took over?" The virtual projection flickered, and the next moment, it transformed into another red-haired figure in front of Joachim.
It was hard not to notice... after all, Dr. Albert would never say something so "tactless" as "don't bother me."
"Time? Time is just a relative concept," Tesla responded impatiently. You didn't have to think hard to know that Joachim wasn't thinking anything good.
"In the dozens of seconds you've been wasting talking to me, I've already completed seventeen re-checks of the abnormal energy fluctuations in the vicinity of Sapphire City in the past 72 hours, and established three preliminary Honkai energy diffusion models based on the data you provided...
"And by the way, I've changed your virtual avatar to a new skin—though you can't see it."
Joachim's data body took a sharp breath, staring at Tesla for a long time before resisting the urge to complain.
"Only three models?" he asked, a little grim.
"There are only three that can be formed. The information you provided is like the prophecies of the ancient Greek oracles, all of it is f*cking vague concepts. I had to requisition a full thirty seconds of independent calculation time from Sequence Zero to construct these three models for you!"
Tesla dropped the act and used her signature expletive.
Joachim sighed helplessly, accepted the three models Tesla had sent, and began to examine them seriously.
"Do what you're supposed to do, collect more data, and protect those 'key samples'," Tesla waved her hand, indicating that he should leave. "Or do you want to continue to exchange pleasantries and waste a little more of your time and mine?"
Just as Joachim was about to shake his head, a new projection appeared next to Tesla's.
"Dr. Tesla, I'm sorry to interrupt your flirtation... The spatial reading on the Siberian side has reached a new peak... Dr. Isaac and Dr. Stephen have established a new mathematical model.
"In addition, Dr. Galileo, Dr. Mendeleev, and Dr. Turing seem to be arguing over a new hypothesis. I think they need your mediation."