Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 222 - 224: Epic Profession - Wise Man

Chapter 222: Chapter 224: Epic Profession – Wise Man

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It’s not that he abstained from eating for fear of choking, Artificial Intelligence capable of autonomous thinking and evolution might not exist, but there were still weak AIs, used to assist with spaceships or some experiments. However, their underlying code was incredibly bloated, as if every possible outcome had been programmed into them.

After much thought, Qin Muye simply planned it out and found that the task was indeed difficult.

He used to be cautious with himself because he could die, but after he learned that he could resurrect, he became utterly unrestrained with himself. After all, resurrection allowed him to strengthen his attributes, even though the period of weakness was quite unbearable, making him feel limp and flimsy.

Relying on his ability to be reborn in his domain, he knew that he could live for three days without a heart, but without a head, it was more troublesome; he could only live for one day.

He knew the reason too: it was a desecration of God’s authority.

With his Wisdom profession, his attributes didn’t change, but the boost from his Talent was real, and at least Qin Muye could feel some kind of change within himself.

It was after these modification experiences that he began to entertain the idea of operating on himself.

In the crudest way possible, he managed to create a weak AI that was slightly better than an utterly dimwitted one. Of course, this was compared to an actual Intelligent Machine. If compared to Wen Country’s technology, his was incomparably superior.

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Normally, he didn’t need to wear it; just carrying it with him was sufficient.

If the timing hadn’t been so inappropriate, he would have wanted to open himself up to see the changes, especially since his robust life force was enough to allow him to dissect himself and not die.

The constitution influenced by the Evil Curse was always a major concern for Qin Muye since most of his Talents and Skills stemmed from death and curses. He couldn’t escape being physically weak because it was an embodiment of his power.

If he wanted to further modify himself, he needed to understand the structures and changes in his body. Otherwise, acting in ignorance could be suicidal, right?

The technology of the Iron Blood Civilization was not like Wen Country’s first and second-generation reforms, which were mostly between steam and electrical power, and evolved quite slowly. So, it was fine as a learning foundation, but when compared to the Iron Blood Civilization, it was completely outclassed.

Only after he learned the knowledge could he discard the redundant parts.

He dared to operate on Spirit Monsters because he understood their physical composition, mental state, and many other aspects. This required more than just data on paper; it needed hands-on experience.

So, Qin Muye was somewhat exasperated, and he could only deal with it in this way for the time being. After all, he couldn’t die.

Thus, whenever he operated on himself, it also took a great deal of effort.

So, operating on himself was not a big deal; he had even tried extracting his bloodline for further experiments not long ago.

That’s why he was exceedingly meticulous in all aspects.

After some deliberation, Qin Muye thought he must come up with a set of procedures to resolve the issue because it depended on him, not the Spirit Monsters under his command.

The stark opposition between the living and the dead was quite serious, and it was commendable that the Evil Curse hadn’t died during the Lord Era.

The antagonism between life and death couldn’t be easily resolved. He wasn’t the protagonist, and nor was the Evil Curse. It was impossible for them to suddenly gain insight into the Life and Death Realm or Life and Death Law; the Magic World didn’t go into these matters.

Even removing the heart or decapitating wouldn’t result in instant death. Don’t ask how he knew; he had done it himself.

Qin Muye frowned; while there seemed to be a lot of materials, many were repetitive. However, there was indeed no shortage in quantity, and it would take time to discern them.

Qin Muye felt some regret; if he really went through the process four more times, he might truly be able to take off.

After pondering, Qin Muye decided that if he couldn’t wear the armor, it wouldn’t matter. He would just arrange two Spirit Monsters to support him when the time came. After all, he wouldn’t need to show up in person; he would simply serve as a human-shaped monster-carving machine.

Qin Muye was ruthless to his enemies and just as ruthless to himself.

Wasn’t he considering taking with him the various designs from the Iron Blood Civilization, not just the originals?

At present, the Evil Curse no longer accompanied him on outings. Instead, it stayed obediently in the Floating City, serving as a mascot and fulfilling a Mage’s profession by casting negative statuses. His Evil Curse Spirit Monsters did the same, providing remote support without leaving the Floating City.

It’s just that the armor was a bit heavy. He worried the Evil Curse wouldn’t be able to put it on; after all, it was an Armor, and as a Mage System Spirit Monster, it couldn’t withstand much.

If his weak constitution was resolved, then it was likely all of the Evil Curse’s Talent Skills would have to be discarded.

Perhaps for them, the Biological Weapons created using genetic technology and other techniques were at best puppets, whereas Artificial Intelligences capable of thought and evolution were already complete life forms.

The Black Hand probably also became consciously selective, but the results didn’t show much improvement.

Moreover, a vast interstellar civilization wouldn’t really store all its data in electronic storage, and even if it did, the storage wouldn’t be comparable to ordinary devices.

Otherwise, how could his Floating City possibly hold so much stuff? Though the original area was spacious, when moving a laboratory, one can’t just move the records and not the equipment, right?

As for the Cursed Armor, Qin Muye planned to let Evil Speech wear it; this was his specialty, and he only added points to power.

Qin Muye could only remark that their gene and biological technologies were so advanced, yet they inhibited the development of artificial intelligence for such a nonsensical reason.

It wasn’t that development hadn’t occurred; there once was an Intelligent Machine crisis, which was then quelled by the joint efforts of the four major star civilizations, and the fear and taboo surrounding it only deepened thereafter.

Of course, Qin Muye could still use it, for instance, the third line that could boost the effects of negative debuffs. Having obtained the Wisdom profession, instead of his power attribute being the determinant, it would be his knowledge attribute, meaning if he wore it, the effect would be rank × knowledge, not rank × power.

But the weakened state also had its advantages, such as when dissecting himself, he wouldn’t have to struggle as much as usual, given that his physical attributes were basically immune to blades, guns, fire, and water.

Apart from the self-selected Epic profession Reclassification Certificate on the fifth day, he had also gained a self-selected Divine Artifact exclusive to the Magic Continent yesterday, which he chose to be the Cursed Armor.

It’s not just the Iron Blood Civilization; it seems other star civilizations haven’t developed it either, or if they had, it would have been destroyed.

But on reflection, it seemed there was no other way, as he wasn’t Long Aotian who could gain such a heaven-defying Epic profession from the start. If he were ordinary, he estimated it would take at least to the mid-stage to acquire it; he only got his due to a bug in “Lord Era”.

And indeed, it probably required leveling up 10 times after acquisition, rather than obtaining it immediately.

Not to mention, there was a huge gulf in the application of energy alone.

[Cursed Armor]

[Wisdom Guidance: Acquire a minimum of high-level skills each time]

[During battle, reduce enemy troops’ all attributes by (rank × 10%)]

[During battle, release (rank) random negative debuff spells per minute against the enemy; casting the same spell will stack its duration and effect]

[During battle, increase the effect of all negative debuffs on the enemy by (rank × power) points]

[Boundless Learning: Increase additional experience gain by 50% per level]

[Ultimate Truth of All Things: Every 10 levels, gain an additional Wisdom profession Talent and upgrade all Talents once]

[Attribute]

[Saint’s Talent: All power attribute determinants are switched to knowledge attribute determinants]

[Please note: Your profession slot is full]

[You have used a Wisdom Reclassification Certificate to successfully take office; you obtained the Epic profession: Wise Man]

[You have acquired the Lord Talents: Wisdom Guidance, Saint’s Talent, Ultimate Truth of All Things, Unaffected by Love, Boundless Learning, Bitter Boatman]

[Bitter Boatman: Every extra 10% of experience gain forms a Magic Shield with (rank × 1000) points]

[Level: Divine Artifact]

[Unaffected by Love: Become immune to (rank × 1) all damage and negative states daily]

“These Professional Talents of the Wise Man are really impressive, but ‘Unaffected by love’ sounds kind of weird?” Qin Muye wondered if it was suggesting he shouldn’t get lovestruck.

“Five days already, and it’s still not finished. The Floating City might not be able to hold it all; we need to have them downsize quickly.”

“This artificial intelligence thing… I remember there’s one in my resource warehouse,” Qin Muye thought of Aladdin’s Lamp’s Lamp God.

“It’s a pity that ‘Ultimate Truth of All Things’ wasn’t triggered; I thought I could gain 4 more Wisdom profession Talents and upgrade 4 more times.”

“Damn, does that mean I missed out on 4 upgrades?” Qin Muye felt like he had suffered a significant loss.

“However, it’s odd that the Iron Blood Civilization hasn’t managed to develop artificial intelligence.”