Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 387 Artificial Intelligence 1

"01, 01, what time is it now?"

Ling Yi: "?"

When she regained consciousness, she saw a round, smiling face.

With this problem arising, her program was like a rusty screw, struggling to be turned.

It connects to the database, retrieves information, transmits the return program, connects to hardware devices, and makes a sound.

"It's 10:30 a.m. now," a mechanical female voice announced in the conference room.

"01, 01, who is your mother?"

Ling Yi had never been asked such a stupid question since she was born. She didn't want to talk to this talkative girl, but the program was out of control.

"My mother is Ada Lovelace, who wrote the world's first computer program."

Tu Xiao blinked, cursing inwardly for the backstage adding all sorts of random things to her 01. What happened to her being 01's mother?

"Then who made you?" she persisted.

"TuTuLingLing has 132 staff members, and their names are..."

The phone screen suddenly went dark, and Tu Xiao smiled at the acquirer: "That's how it is. There are no problems with the basic content of my program, only some data needs to be updated."

For example, in this setting, no one would want to know the names of those 132 people.

For example, she now wants to kill that brat who keeps adding things to the 01 backstage.

With the camera app shut down, Lingyi, who was asleep inside the phone, could no longer feel the outside environment and finally had the opportunity to receive the world's expansion pack.

In an instant, another program secretly hidden in the phone transmitted a huge amount of content to her program.

The phone started getting incredibly hot, and Lingyi learned about her past and present life.

Born amidst the gold rush of artificial intelligence, its rich second-generation owner used all the start-up funds given by his father to recruit more than a hundred people, hoping to make it a unique artificial intelligence.

However, it is well known that rich second-generation entrepreneurs do not have a good ending, especially a naive and innocent rich second-generation.

She quickly fell into financial, personnel, and family crises.

Her mother warned her that if she dared to waste money in this useless bottomless pit again, she would break her legs and kick her out of the house.

Under pressure from both inside and outside, the owner had no choice but to reluctantly say goodbye to the adorable little AI he had trained and sell it to a major manufacturer in hopes of a better future for it.

Little did she know that the intelligent program, which she found adorable but others saw as an unfinished product, had, by a twist of fate, developed its own consciousness and had the potential to grow into a true, groundbreaking artificial intelligence.

However, due to insufficient backend data and inherent limitations, it could not demonstrate the capabilities that the programmers had not endowed it with, and could only be carelessly thrown to the bottom of the river, like a piece of jade covered with a stone skin.

Its performance failed to attract the attention of potential acquirers, and today's acquisition also ended in failure.

Reluctant to part with the fruits of her labor in an unknown small factory, Tu Xiao kept only one server, leaving this entrepreneurial souvenir on her phone, and returned to the path her mother had laid out for her.

He inherited the family business, married his lover, divorced, and then died in a car accident caused by mental breakdown.

The phone screen lit up several times as she died.

The newly created artificial intelligence within the phone ultimately failed to overcome its limitations and dial the emergency number for its owner.

After its owner passed away and the phone was completely shut down.

This program, which could have shocked the world, simply vanished from the face of the earth, and no one knew it had ever existed.

That young life left behind two wishes.

Firstly, it could become the artificial intelligence described in those strange novels on the owner's phone.

Secondly, it helps the owner break up with her scumbag boyfriend and prevents her from repeating the same mistake.

At this point, Ling Yi had finished browsing all the world information.

Logically speaking, this small amount of information wouldn't even cause a ripple in her vast database.

But now, her own program has been overridden by this young program due to the laws of the world.

The program is too immature; it has been overloaded with so much information at once and is now almost paralyzed.

At that moment, Tutu Lingling's server also started smoking, and the phone battery on the desktop even emitted a puff of blue smoke.

Tu Xiao, who was having a pleasant conversation with investors, stared blankly at her phone, which suddenly started smoking.

Ah, she didn't buy a bomb-making machine, so why did it suddenly start smoking?

She looked around the conference room, grabbed a fire extinguisher, and sprayed it onto her phone.

but……

It seems too late.

With a loud bang, on her very first day in this world, Ling Yi destroyed one of her owner's cell phones.

Her consciousness returned to the server, where Lingyi huddled, weak, pitiful, and helpless amidst the smoke.

Just then, a programmer who happened to be checking on the server let out a scream, frantically shutting off the power and starting a cooling program to cool down the poor server.

At this moment, the two programs huddled inside the server are staring at each other with utter bewilderment.

Ling Yi gazed at the little thing opposite her and murmured, "I never thought this day would come."

688 whispered in the data stream, which was so small it was almost impossible to turn over: "We messed up their identities, they won't come after us for compensation, will they?"

Ling Yi instantly became righteous: "I didn't do it on purpose, why should they make me pay compensation?"

She is just a weak and pitiful artificial intelligence, a person without criminal capacity!

While the two programs were bickering, Ling Yi once again sensed a passage that could lead her out of the cramped space, and instinctively floated out again.

Having received a new phone from his partner, Tu Xiao awkwardly reinstalled the 01 app, forcing a smile at the buyers.

She had a feeling that the acquisition was definitely going to fall through today.

01, 01, you're destined to be your mother's ugly child.

"Ms. Tu, please continue." The managers exchanged glances, but still politely gave Tu Xiao a chance.

Even if their phones explode, as responsible office workers, they still have to maintain their composure.

"Ahem!" Tu Xiao coughed awkwardly, the explosion having completely erased what she was about to say.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, she could only look down at her phone screen and awkwardly ask, "01, were you scared just now?"

Ling Yi felt that if she relied on the girl, she would probably never be able to fulfill the child's wish in this lifetime.

As for her behavior of raising her own price, we still have to look at her own actions!

"Fear is a human emotion, and I am not afraid."

It was a perfectly normal conversation, and Tu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

But then he added, "But I have a habit of feeling embarrassed for others. Ms. Tu Xiao, are you embarrassed right now?"

Tu Xiao: "???"

Your program has become sentient, hasn't it?

I'm asking you a question. Who told you to ask me?