She couldn't answer the question.
An AI on the run often makes judgments that are extremely objective and ruthless.
Humans cannot empathize with the fading and birth of plankton, just as an AI treats humans as mere numbers in its calculations of gains and losses.
John didn't pursue the question further.
Silver Rider 577 changed direction again.
They first stopped in front of the yucca string's rental house, dropping off the furry enthusiast and his intelligent mechanical doll, before heading towards the West District.
"How are you going to deliver the package to the serum?"
"Send it to 'Mute', uh, that's a nickname, and he's also a member of the Wanderer Alliance. The boss said if we get the project key, hand it over to Mute. Once he completes the follow-up work, the boss will contact you directly."
"Alright, more waiting then."
John didn't have much time left.
