Although this is just his wishful thinking, for AI, given the current state of human society, working independently is indeed more promising than being driven by humans.

Needless to say, Delaman is a living example. By eliminating all scheming, conflicts of interest, and administrative wrangling, the entire company is driven solely by Delaman's own will, resulting in unprecedented work efficiency and profit margins. Not only did he carve a niche in Night City, but he even kicked out his boss and the entire board.

Also, the number of AIs used by Horizon Corporation is quite large. The disparity between the two sides is like the difference between a skinny monkey on Mount Emei and Iron Man.

AI was originally created by humans in pursuit of productivity and technological advancement. Even if humans eventually eliminate all AI and abolish related technology to prevent AI rebellion, that's not a solution. It's just self-destructive, throwing the baby out with the bathwater.

Lucy keenly sensed his pessimistic mood. For the first time, she saw a sense of gloom in the man in front of her, but she didn't know where it came from.

With their current strength, roaming AIs are no match. Even if one day they have to battle with the roaming AIs in Cyberspace, there is still a chance of victory.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, aren't we by your side?"

Lucy pulled Lin Miao into her arms, gently placing his head on her lap and softly massaging his temples with her fingers.

"From the time I fled from Poland to Night City, before I met you, I learned only one thing: no matter how far you have to go or where you have to head, the most important thing is always to take the current step well, because you never know what will happen tomorrow."

"Sigh."

After a slight moment of gloom, Lin Miao chose to get up.

He had learned too much today, leaving him feeling a bit down.

"You're right, lying around in bed does no good. You can't be like someone who leaves a mess for others to clean up."

"Who?"

Lucy didn't catch on immediately.

"An irritating guy."

Although he spoke so, Lucy didn't see any hint of dislike on his face, more of a teasing expression.

"Forget him, for now, let's deal with Emmet's matter first."

Watching the delighted Lego AI among the crowd, he already had a plan in mind.

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When the Lego fleet landed on Plaza One, it immediately set a record for the highest concurrent player count in Cyberspace.

All players knew that the street thug brought back a Lego AI from the old net. The AI seemed to have the capability for modular construction in Cyberspace, and now a crowd was eagerly interested to see what this new NPC was all about.

The vast majority of players didn't have the computational power of hackers, so naturally, they couldn't conjure something at will. The little computational power they had was used to maintain Demonic Puppet attacks; special effects were minimized where possible. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Lego, in some ways, is similar to MC, both being part of what I consider the power of imagination, where theoretically, anything can be constructed as long as you have the parts. It symbolizes human imagination and creativity.

If building permissions were opened, players could undoubtedly assemble many uniquely shaped creations using their imagination.

As a result, Emmet naturally received the players' warmest welcome, even sidelining Song Zhaomei.

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Thousands of players surrounded Emmet and his fleet tightly, trying to dismantle and take away parts from these ships, but the friendly unit setting prevented them from maliciously attacking NPCs, leaving them sighing in frustration.

One glue player lay on the Millennium Falcon, wishing his whole body could stick to it, inhaling the non-existent scent of plastic and lamenting,

"Great Holy Lego God, how much do I have to pay to buy a Millennium Falcon? Even just a part would do."

Feeling overwhelmed by the players' enthusiasm, Emmet shook his head upon hearing this.

"What? Money? NONONONO...."

He intended to say he doesn't want money; you're free to play as you like.

However, an invisible hand seemed to know what he wanted to say, immediately covering his mouth.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

Free?

How can there be free stuff in this world?

Is there no justice?

Is there no law?

What's unbearable is planning that's intolerable.

I really need to show you kids' toys what ruthless capitalism is all about.

Utilizing Lucy's strength, Lin Miao flashed into the center of the crowd, right in front of Emmet.

With his hands flat, he signaled the players to calm down a bit.

Lin Miao's reputation among players was still effective, except for a select few.

Brother Ni: "Damn, the boss must be possessed by the damned planner Shui."

Youzi Chef: "Let's make a bet on whether the next version of Lego parts gets acquired through a ten-pull big guarantee or purely through grinding resources to exchange in special shops."

Sword Saint: "Perhaps they're planning to open a monetization system, letting us buy Lego skins and mounts with cash. Version marketing; those damned planners love leaking content to bait us. Maybe that data fortress intentionally allowed the street thug to find it to keep us on edge."

These murmurs immediately reached Lin Miao's ears, and with a quick side glance, he noted down Brother Ni and the others deeply.