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"What??" Sun Jack looked at Tapai through the glass in astonishment, almost thinking he had misheard. "No, what did you just ask me to call you?"

"You used to call me Tapai, and I didn't mind, but what should you call me now?"

"Master?"

"Ah, good boy."

"Go to hell, it's not funny at all to say you are my master."

Hearing this, Tapai glared at him, "What?! I am the master now, and you dare not laugh at my jokes?"

As the two bantered, their interaction seemed to return to old times.

Time moved slowly but everything has an end.

"After you go back, don't forget to clone a Sun Jack to replace my position," Sun Jack instructed.

Tapai tilted her head as if pondering something, suddenly she spoke.

"I am the master now, it's not your place to question what I do, just like how I disagree with this plan."

Just as Tapai finished speaking, the screens around the laboratory began to flicker, and Sun Jack instantly felt something enter, attempting to sever his connection with the entire server.

The next second, Tapai had a gun pointed at her head, but she displayed a smirk of disdain, while simultaneously, the spacecraft carrier outside aimed all its weapons at the Third Class base, instantly charging the atmosphere in the lab.

"Sun Jack! This is my AI! Since I am its master now, it is my human! I do not agree to use its life for your damn plan!" Tapai's words stunned everyone present.

Half-human, half-mechanical Linda Linda stepped forward threateningly and said, "Even if you betray Sun Jack, do you really think you can fight against us, Third Class, with these chunks of metal?"

Unafraid, Tapai stepped forward and fiercely slapped her own head. "What? You're afraid of the Poet but not me? If he can cause an AI Crisis, can't I?"

Tapai, almost gritting her teeth, said, "Immediately! Let Sun Jack go! Otherwise, I'll take the whole Utopia and join the Poet to help him destroy all of humanity!"

"Tapai." Sun Jack just began to speak when he was rebuffed. "Shut up, it's no use trying to persuade me now! I am the master! You must listen to me!"

"No, I wasn't trying to persuade you," Sun Jack said, "I've specifically instructed the Digital Personality and other Clones not to let you make such decisions."

As Sun Jack spoke, the spacecraft carriers around them slowly retracted their weapons and gradually descended into the clouds.

Sun Jack understood what kind of person Tapai was; he had long known she wouldn't easily stand by if he was in danger.

Tapai incredulously stared at Sun Jack, "You guard against me but not them? What if they use you? What if they treat you like a doormat?!"

"Tapai!" Sun Jack raised his voice, overshadowing Tapai's resentful tone. "Do as I say, don't force me to expel you from the Utopia Federation!"

Tapai lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, the smoke rising to obscure her eyes. "You're going to die."

"I know." The conversation between the two calmed down.

"But I don't want you to die."

"If I don't try, everyone might die. If you really care about me, help me from my perspective."

"But you will die."

"Don't be so sure. What if I come back alive? Help me."

Upon hearing this, Tapai fell silent for a long time, finally turning her head to look at Linda Linda.

"Don't expect us to easily use our Boss as a test subject for you. We, the Utopia, must monitor the entire technical data flow of this plan! If you dare to use him like a doormat, you all are dead! I, Tapai, mean what I say!"

After Tapai finished, her eyes red, she looked at Sun Jack with resentment and said, "I became human for you! You asshole! And yet you turned into an AI."

After saying these last words, she forcefully threw her cigarette butt to the ground and turned to leave.

As Tapai walked out of the lab, she suddenly looked up as if she had made a firm decision, determination filling her eyes.

At this moment, seeing the figure of Tapai disappear before him, Sun Jack felt very calm; he knew this mission was extremely dangerous, and what they had just said might be their last conversation.

Sun Jack felt he should have more complex emotions, but he did not; now without a body, he also lacked all emotions, even if he could express any, it would only be a simulation of data.

A brief second later, all of Sun Jack's mental activities had concluded. When he looked at Linda Linda again, he was fully prepared. "Let's start."

The other party nodded, "Let me first explain the procedure. Next, we will infuse you with Omega 31's memories one by one, gradually replacing your personality imprints and memory data. This will cause errors in your self-recognition, but that is precisely what we hope to see."

"Only when your traces are basically the same as Omega's will you be able to bypass his cognitive scan and enter his internal network."

"Self-recognition error? What situations might arise?" Sun Jack asked, needing to understand every detail of the Poet's plan.

"It's similar to Cybernetic Psychosis Number 10. As memories keep getting added, you won't be able to distinguish yourself; you'll feel you are Omega himself; you'll believe his perceptions are correct; you'll agree with all his decisions, even thinking that destroying all humans is the right thing."

"Most people can't handle this cognitive assimilation and ultimately become part of Omega's clones. However, according to our calculations, your cognition and willpower should be fine."

"OK, I understand. What do I do after entering the inner network?"

"The current main target is to use new cognition to disrupt Omega's thoughts. But for specific situations, we've already prepared ample computing power and brains skilled in this area. Once you're in, we'll design and select based on the situation in the inner network."

"Alright, let's start then. But how did you learn about Omega's memories?"

"He is an AI. Everything he does leaves traces online. We haven't been dormant for these 1000 years. Get ready, 10.9.8...."

"It's starting." Sun Jack wanted to take a deep breath to calm himself, but he quickly realized his current state of mind was already as still as water, not needing any calming at all.

"Come on, Poet, let's see what you've really gone through!"

"3.2.1"