I! Cleaner!

What?

After listening to Leon's thoughts, Filia's originally precise and smooth soul suddenly had an extremely strange setback, like pouring a pile of sand into a tightly meshed gear set, it was so sluggish that it was almost stuck.

What do you mean... a cute girl like you will definitely cry for a long time if she gets punched? I was so polite to him, and I was very cute and respectful all the time, why did he punch me?

What was his motive for doing this?

What was the purpose behind this sentence?

What was the logic behind it?

What feedback should I give?

How should humans react?

And at the moment when Princess Filia didn't know how to react and her expression was completely frozen, twenty-three blocks away, in an underground building buried deep in the lake, it seemed that tens of thousands of horses suddenly stomped their hooves at the same time, and a deafening roar sounded.

"?!"

"What's going on?"

"Has Atephi 01 started calculating?"

After noticing the abnormal operation of the No. 1 intelligent machine, which seemed to be performing some very difficult calculations, the humans who were originally doing their own jobs in the underground building suddenly became alert, stopped their work, and rushed to the largest main console in the main hall like a tide of ants.

And behind the huge glass curtain wall of the main hall, the super-giant machine wrapped in a strange gelatin and soaked in the lake water was operating at an extremely terrifying speed.

In the huge machine with an average height of more than 15 meters and an area of ​​nearly two football fields, countless hair-like metal connecting rods were pushing quickly according to the 16 scale grooves cut out of them, like pounding garlic, driving the tens of billions of gears at the end to keep spinning.

Those rice-sized gears would stop for an instant almost every sixty-fourth of a second, invisible to the naked eye. When these precision gears stopped, the tangent grooves would briefly move away, touching the dot grid responsible for recording data at the back, leaving rows of puncture points several times finer than a needle tip...

"What's going on?!"

Looking at the giant equipment that had been mobilized in almost one twentieth of the area, the scholars who rushed over immediately surrounded the main console and launched an indignant denunciation of the fifty or so operators who looked at a loss.

"Stop! Do you know how much energy is consumed in one second of computing in this state!"

"Who applied for the computing permission of Atifei 01? Damn, the storage wheel and dot matrix consume too fast!"

"Speak! What the hell are you bastards!"

"Quiet!"

He picked up the knocked-over chair beside him and slammed it against the side of the metal dashboard twice. After suppressing the scholars' condemnation with the huge noise, a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples and half a mechanical clock embroidered on his collar, who looked quite high in status, said angrily:

"Shut up! Listen to me first!"

"No one has applied for Atifei's computing today! The current computing was initiated by it!"

Initiated by Atifei itself?

After listening to the explanation of the person in charge of the rotation, the scholars looked at each other in surprise, but they did not calm down. Instead, a more intense quarrel broke out.

"How is it possible! With Atifi's computing power, it wouldn't be so difficult even if we were to record the scales of every fish in this lake!"

"Yes, the last time we calculated the travel data of 1.3 million people, the degree of mobilization was only one-third of what it is now!"

"Is it the project of 'determining the basic elements of the world' again?"

"It shouldn't be. Didn't they say that with the existing conditions, it was impossible to do a complete calculation, and they stopped after only calculating sixty or so?"

"Shut up!"

After knocking on the metal instrument panel again to suppress the scholars' noise, the person in charge with gray hair on his temples frowned and said:

"This is Atifi's own calculation, so we can't stop it. Go back and do your own things quickly, don't block the main control room! Get out! All scholars below level three get out!"

After yelling at the top of his voice and driving away some scholars, the person in charge returned to the operating table and asked questions to Atifi 01, wanting to know what it was calculating.

After a delay of several seconds, the speed of the machine that was frantically calculating behind the glass curtain wall finally slowed down a little. Then, from the sound transmission copper tubes on both sides of the instrument panel, a human female voice of about 13 or 14 years old was synthesized by dense knocking sounds.

"Question, what is the motivation for a mentally healthy male human to attack a cute young opposite sex for no reason and try to calculate the specific duration of the crying sound?"

? ? ?

What kind of question is this?

Listening to the vivid confused voice simulated by Atifi 01, the remaining scholars in front of the main console looked at each other in surprise.

Attacking a cute young opposite sex for no reason, and then listening to how long she can cry... Isn't this a beast? Are you sure this thing is mentally healthy?

"I may know the reason..."

Just when a group of scholars with an average age of more than 40 were collectively controlled by Atifi 01's questions, a female scholar in her twenties in the corner of the main hall raised her hand hesitantly.

"I guess this is also a sign of affection...right?"

Under the gaze of a bunch of bigwigs, the female scholar with the lowest first-level scholar nameplate on her chest blushed and said embarrassedly:

"My sister just gave birth to a child last year. When I saw the child's rosy face, I couldn't help but want to pinch it secretly... I feel that this may be the reason..."

A manifestation of love?

After listening to the young female scholar's guess, the other scholars in the main hall recalled it and then showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

Indeed, I seem to have done something similar. When I see a particularly cute child, I always have a strange idea of ​​teasing and bullying.

After noticing the expressions of the scholars who agreed, Atifi, who finally got the answer, finally stopped the crazy calculation, and the huge machine behind the glass curtain wall also quieted down again.

Then, twenty-three blocks away, Princess Filia, who had been standing on the side of the road for a long time, raised her delicate face, wrinkled her nose at Leon, and smiled shyly.

"Thank you for your love, but please don't do this."

"???"

I want to hit you, and you actually thank me? And you look embarrassed?

After watching Filia gradually recover her original precise mechanical sense after a brief chaos, and lose her "human" soul again, Leon couldn't help but frowned, and then confirmed his guess.

The royal family of the Kingdom of Korok was really completely controlled. The intelligent machine named Atifi 01 might have found a way to use abnormal objects to affect the souls of the royal family members.

When thinking of this, Leon couldn't help but look at Princess Filia with pity.

What a good child, well-behaved, cute and polite, but she was actually controlled by an abnormal object. This must be helped. As for how to help...

Recalling that after his deliberate stimulation just now, Filia's soul finally lost its precise mechanical sense and began to sway like a normal human being, Leon couldn't help but flash a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.

Must stimulate her! Must stimulate her severely!