Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1561: Chapter 288: I Used to Be a Tyrant… You Have Worth Too

He possessed knowledge spanning from near-modern times, and when he first laid eyes on the objects before him, he immediately recognized their origin—server cluster.

The servers’ blinking indicator lights were like twinkling stars in the night sky, and even without investigation, Mr. Otto already sensed the immense volume of data stored within.

“So many surveillance devices were planted in the City of the Sun…” Mr. Otto proceeded inside, “Xie Jiatu, did you store data on every person in the City of the Sun here?”

There was no danger at all here… deep within the server cluster like a jungle, Mr. Otto was startled by something placed here.

A huge screen and control console.

Something was being monitored on the screen… things happening someplace! Mr. Otto saw the Princess… another Princess Yamana in the square under the God Statue, along with a girl.

——”My father… does he know?”

——”…If the Pharaoh learns of this, all his actions and thoughts would be altered, naturally failing to achieve what Xie Jiatu desires.”

——”…You can only watch up to this point; beyond that, my daughter begins to grow up, and if you watch, you must take responsibility!”

He clearly heard the dialogue between the girl and the Princess… but precisely because he could hear it clearly, he frowned—because the dialogue was disjointed, and the mysterious girl’s actions indicated one thing, there should be a third person in the secret room on the screen.

But the screen did not show it!

Why was it not shown?

There were likely only two possibilities… First, this person did not exist, possibly just an imagined figure conjured by the mysterious girl and the Princess.

Second, the person exists but cannot be captured by the surveillance camera—perhaps due to abilities such as invisibility or light refraction.

This piqued Mr. Otto’s curiosity greatly; he didn’t understand why such arrangements appeared in the deepest part of the God Statue… When he walked to the console, preparing to study the nature of this vast server cluster, the screen suddenly displayed a line of text.

Word after word appearing… forming a complete sentence.

[Welcome, Mr. Otto, hello.]

Mr. Otto was slightly startled, looked around, and finally saw a camera above the screen, frowning: “Who are you?”

[I do not have a name for now] The text on the screen flashed again, [Father said I should only have a name when the experiment succeeds.]

Mr. Otto’s brows furrowed even more: “Father… Xie Jiatu?”

[Yes.]

Mr. Otto pondered, “Are you human or… the program of these servers?”

[I was born from this heap of data. Mr. Otto, I am recording the final stage of the experiment, hoping you don’t interfere.]

Mr. Otto shook his head, sneered: “I don’t care what you are, I want to leave this ghostly place, whoever stops me I will kill… destroy!”

[You won’t.] The text still appeared leisurely, [I have recorded everything from your seven months and thirteen days living in the City of the Sun, including your actions and language. Through analysis, you will absolutely not choose mutual destruction with the enemy, because you have reasons not to let yourself die. You are not sure destroying me won’t trap you here forever, so you won’t.]

Mr. Otto sneered again, raised his Black Blade directly, “Whether I dare or not it’s not up to you… it’s up to me.”

[After the experiment ends, I will open a passage for you to leave.]

Mr. Otto was taken aback, frowned: “Why should I trust you?”

[Your current choice is only to trust me, besides, I will not harm humans; my purpose of creation is not to harm humans.]

Mr. Otto paced back and forth, pondering, “What are you exactly? What’s Xie Jiatu’s purpose in creating you! The experiment you mentioned… is it referring to what’s happening on the screen? [Vitreous container]… Are you the container?”

[No comment.]

Without hesitation, Mr. Otto raised the Black Blade, instinctively slashing down at the console.

The sharp black long sword easily sliced open the console panel, severing the circuits inside… causing a sudden blur to appear on the giant screen ahead.

“You were right; indeed I won’t completely destroy you. But… I will dismantle you! Although I’m not very skilled, I have plenty of time for thorough research!”

[Seems my records of you are lacking.]

Mr. Otto sneered again, raised the Black Blade for another chop… This time deeper than the first.