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Cassandra explained with a smile.

Such a prop is indeed very powerful, at least much stronger than all the protective alchemy props on the market. Those props either only provide a level of defense like armor, or they require the user's magic power to be consumed.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Ying Fei accepted the ring and put it on the middle finger of his left hand.

"You're wearing it wrong, you can't wear it here." Kassandra said dissatisfied, then directly took off the ring that was already on Ying Fei's hand, and put it on his left ring finger with her own hands.

Ying Fei: "!!!"

"No, isn't this worn only for weddings?"

Cassandra proudly stretched out her right hand, with a black ring on her ring finger, and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of you, so what are you afraid of?"

"This is not a wedding ring. Please remember to give me a replacement ring in the future!"

Seeing her cute appearance, Ying Fei also smiled and reached out to rub her head.

"By the way, where's your gift?" Cassandra slapped Ying Fei's hand away and asked.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Ying Fei smiled and took out the beam saber made last night from the space and handed it to Cassandra.

"What is this? It's so beautiful!" Cassandra looked at the delicate and beautiful stick in her hand and asked happily.

Especially when she saw her name engraved on it, she smiled even more happily.

Yingfei took Cassandra to the lawn and told her how to use the beam saber. Cassandra soon started playing with the lightsaber...

"Is this also a sword?" Ying Yunru looked at the pink glowing sword and asked doubtfully.

"Of course, this is my new invention." Ying Fei said proudly, then looked at Ying Yunru and said, "I have something to do in the morning, and we will do the appraisal in the afternoon."

Ying Yunru smiled gently after hearing this and agreed.

After telling Cassandra that she had something to do in the morning and asking her to take care of Ciri, Yingfei left on her own.

Taking a taxi, Ying Fei came to a small shop near a residential area in east London.

The shop looked shabby on the outside, as if no one had lived in it for several years, with cobwebs and dust everywhere.

There was an old man sitting on the lounge chair in front of the store. He was taking a nap. When he saw Ying Fei getting out of the taxi, he raised his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice: "You haven't been here for a while."

Yingfei said calmly: "I also have my own life, so I can't always come to take business."

This is where Ying Fei used to occasionally make extra money while doing tasks.

The old man at the gate didn't know who his last name was, and no one cared or asked. Of course, the old man also didn't know what Ying Fei's name was.

This old man has his own intelligence system, which seems to be supported by a certain force, but it has nothing to do with Ying Fei.

"Life?" The old man smiled, 1.9 "What kind of life can you, a professional killer, have? Can you go to school?"

"Then I have to worry about the health of the children in school."

Ying Fei raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't deny it.

What else can I tell you that I went to learn magic?

"Tell me, what job do you want to take on today?" the old man asked as he led Ying Fei into the store.

"I won't take the job this time." Ying Fei said, "I want to get some information from you."

"Are you planning to investigate that corrupt official again?" the old man said with a very bored expression.

"It's not about corrupt officials," Ying Fei said sternly, "What I want to ask about is the scientific research institute of the Republic of China."

After hearing this, the old man suddenly stopped, was silent for a while, and asked:

"Why do you ask?"

Ying Fei smiled and replied:

"I want to build a supercomputer.".

Chapter 81 The Darkening Process of Artificial Intelligence

"Supercomputing?" The old man laughed after hearing this, "What do you want that thing for? Do you want to become an engineer?"

"Don't worry about it, just tell me where to find it." Ying Fei said directly.

The old man smiled and said: "In June this year, America will have a supercomputer for sale, with a computing speed of nine billion operations per second."

Ying Fei frowned and said, "Is there anything better?"

"Last month, America developed a parallel vector computer system with a computing speed of about 16 billion times per second and a price of $30 million."

The old man said again, while looking at Ying Fei teasingly: "Do you have so much money?"

Ying Fei was silent for a while: "No, otherwise I wouldn't ask you."

"So you're planning to rob me?" the old man asked, raising his eyebrows.

Ying Fei nodded and said, "Just tell me if anyone in the country has bought this supercomputer."

"Well, yes, there is."

The old man stretched out his right hand, interlaced his thumb and middle finger, and made a gesture of counting money.

With a look of understanding on Ying Fei's face, he took out a small stack of banknotes from his pocket, but actually from the space, and placed them on the table.

The old man picked up the banknotes, tapped them, and said, "Do you still remember the Klein you killed last time?"

Ying Fei nodded expressionlessly.

"He has a 14-year-old brother who is also a very good partner and runs an oil company." As he said that, the old man rummaged in the drawer for a while, took out a small book, turned to a certain page, and handed it to he.

"This is his brother."

Yingfei took it and looked at it. On it was a middle-aged man's photo, name, age and other detailed information, as well as his company and many bad things he had done in his early years.

Although he is not a good person, he is not a heinous person.

"Are you sure he is that Lance Klein's brother?"

Ying Fei looked at the old man with distrust on his face: "His brother is a 'big shot' who imprisoned the girl. He really hasn't done anything else?"

"Rumors say that he himself is actually very dissatisfied with his brother's actions, and the relationship between the two brothers is very tense."

The old man said leisurely, not caring about Ying Fei's distrustful tone.

"Hmph, you're like a raccoon dog, just take fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps." Ying Fei curled his lips disdainfully.

The old man did not express his position on Ying Fei's comments, but said: "If you had met him, you might change your mind about him."

"The address and everything is on it, you can go there yourself."

Ying Fei tore the page out of the book, turned around and left without saying hello.

The old man didn't stop him and continued to sit back at the door of the store and fell asleep.

This man named Leon Klein's oil company headquarters is just outside London, so it's easy to find.

After about half an hour's drive, Yingfei stood outside this huge factory.

Even the supercomputer at this time is very large, and it would be impossible for Yingfei to take it away directly.

However, Yingfei does not need to do this at all. As long as Xiaotian enters the supercomputer and leaves the mark of the connection magic, this supercomputer can be used as Xiaotian's database at any time, even in Hogwarts, Xiaotian You can also directly invade existing networks through this supercomputer.

After entering the Internet, Xiaotian can investigate various information on the Internet at any time. The existing technology cannot stop her at all, and she will soon become a true artificial intelligence.

There is also an office building surrounding this factory, surrounded by walls, and security guards patrolling everywhere. The guards are extremely tight.

Without hesitation, Ying Fei cast a phantom spell and walked in.

Magic is indeed powerful. If it had been before, Ying Fei would have had to go seven in and seven out to find a super-calculating position.

First, I wandered around the factory for a while and visited the production process of oil mining machines. Then I entered the office building and watched these social animals busy around. I also took a few candies on the table and drank a sip of tea. .

All in all, it's very peaceful.

After about half an hour of shopping, Yingfei finally found where the super account was.

The second basement floor of the office building is a large space, about the size of two or three football fields, filled with supercomputer processors.

Yingfei didn't know how to use this thing, and didn't want to know how to use it, so he released Xiaotian directly and watched Xiaotian fly above one of the processors.

"Entering the network..."

After a while, Xiaotian took over control of the supercomputer and began to secretly collect all information on the network.

Yingfei was waiting beside him in boredom.

Xiaotian is wandering alone in the ocean of data on the Internet.

Soon, she noticed something strange.

"Every country in the world has records about the wizarding world and extraordinary beings. This can be recorded well..."

"There is information about Voldemort in the files of the Republic of China..."

"Muggles have been studying wizards..."

"Analysis and research files on magic..."

"The essence of magic is actually that your wishes come true?"

Xiaotian browsed the Muggle research, and the more he read, the more frightened he became.

In a place that wizards have no idea about, Muggles have studied wizards to this extent!

"Regarding the information on the 'Wizard Elimination Plan' submitted by the Military Department of the Republic of China..."

"Reasons for purging wizards—none."

Xiaotian was silent for a while again, but now she was different from the ignorant person she was before.

After reading history and understanding human culture, she knew that it was completely understandable for Muggles to make plans to eliminate wizards for no reason.

Human beings are like this. The less they understand something, the more afraid they are, especially magic, a power they cannot control.

Since wizards can discriminate against Muggles, Muggles can also overthrow the tyranny of wizards.

"The history of mankind is like a never-ending waltz. War, peace and revolution are the three parts of the music, which are performed continuously..."

Ying Fei obviously ignored one thing: Although Xiaotian has a good artificial intelligence, she is also an alchemical life created by magic.

If it is life, it will have its own thoughts.

In the ocean of data that Yingfei could not hear, Xiao Tianzheng muttered to himself: