Delmont, resigned to his fate, didn't hide anything and quickly revealed the location where Graeme's daughter was being kept.
The Inverse Entropy Machina personnel quickly arrived and took over Delmont.
Bai Luan glanced at Delmont as he was led away.
Everyone has their own code of survival, and in Delmont's worldview, he wholeheartedly believed in the truth of the strong preying on the weak.
He disregarded all life, including his own.
If there was anything he truly cared about, it was probably only the question of 'Am I strong enough?'.
Evidently, Delmont's competitive spirit had been shattered by Bai Luan; he had lost this confrontation completely.
Yet, he showed no signs of being broken, instead becoming even more convinced that the theory he had always believed in was correct.
Is that why they say genius is on the left and madness is on the right?
Delmont was destined to pay with his life; there was no doubt about that.
Since that was the case, it was better to make the most of him, to have him brought to justice under the eyes of the whole world, and to let his death serve its greatest value.
Following the location Delmont provided, Graeme successfully found the machine he had developed years ago, modeled after his daughter.
Delmont had specially designated a laboratory to house it.
When Graeme opened the lab's hatch, what greeted him was the completely disassembled prototype.
Every single component was categorized and displayed in a showcase, like a carefully dissected specimen.
Gazing at the familiar face on the prototype, Graeme's breath hitched.
It had been too, too long since he had seen his daughter's face. Time had flown by, and he couldn't even be sure if his daughter was still alive.
But at least, he had finally found her.
"Eve, I've finally found you. I'm taking you home..."
While Graeme was rescuing the prototype, Bai Luan began searching the laboratory.
Graeme had said that the Entropy Machina's mechanical technology originated from him, which meant the organization must have conducted in-depth research on this prototype.
Finding the experimental logs would help them understand the current status of Graeme's daughter more quickly.
With his superb hacking skills, Bai Luan quickly obtained all the data recorded in the laboratory.
After carefully reading these records, he looked at the prototype in surprise.
This was truly... unexpected.
Graeme had succeeded.
He had indeed successfully transferred Eve's consciousness into this prototype, although due to the interference of the Entropy Machina, the transfer was not complete, with a portion missing.
But Eve's consciousness did exist within this prototype.
Subsequently, a silent struggle began. During the Entropy Machina's research on this prototype, Eve's consciousness made every effort to interfere with the research, greatly delaying the progress of technological deciphering.
To this day, the Entropy Machina still had not fully mastered Graeme's technology, with several core technologies being stubbornly protected by Eve.
Ultimately, because the research costs were too high and the already deciphered technologies were sufficient for use, Delmont halted the research and kept Eve as a special collection.
Based on those deciphered technologies, the Entropy Machina developed the machines they currently use.
This was good news, but... she was, after all, fighting against an entire organization.
In her long struggle with the Entropy Machina, her consciousness was gradually disassembled and analyzed.
The experimental logs recorded that her activity level had been continuously declining.
According to the records, Eve's consciousness was now extremely weak.
But even so, she stubbornly guarded the technologies her father had used to save her.
Now, no one could be sure how much of Eve's consciousness remained in this prototype.
That is to say, even if Graeme were to activate this prototype after returning, what he might get would not be his daughter, but merely a robot with his daughter's memories.
Bai Luan told Graeme about his findings.
Graeme remained silent for a long time, then finally said softly:
"There's still hope."
Hearing Graeme's reply, a hint of understanding dawned on Bai Luan.
One can lose many things... but hope is the one thing one cannot lose.
Graeme eagerly took his daughter's shattered body back to his laboratory, carefully reassembling her.
With Graeme's prayers, the prototype began to operate again.
However, the result was not satisfactory; although it possessed all the memories between the scientist and his daughter, it was no longer his daughter.
It could recount every detail of the father-daughter interactions, but it couldn't speak like the real Eve, nor could it answer her father's questions.
Graeme became despondent because of this.
Finally, he let out a long sigh and looked at Bai Luan:
"I'm sorry, could I ask you to look after it for a while? I... need some time to accept this reality."
"Go."
Graeme silently left the laboratory.
After Graeme left the laboratory, Bai Luan sent a message to Boothill, asking him to talk to Graeme.
Boothill was the most suitable person to comfort Graeme.
After sending the message, Bai Luan put away his phone.
Bai Luan did not rush to conclusions like Graeme, but instead conducted a more detailed examination of Eve.
After all, he had already interacted with many intelligent machines and had discussed related topics in depth with Screwllum.
During this in-depth examination, he discovered details that Graeme had not noticed.
Eve's consciousness still existed, but it was severely damaged and had fallen into a deep sleep.
Rather than a complete soul, the current Eve was more like a personality, dormant deep within this machine.
And what was currently controlling this body was merely the machine's inherent program.
The machine would need a lot of time to slowly understand what emotions were.
Perhaps when this machine truly understood emotions, it could awaken the true Eve's consciousness through a form of human-like spiritual communication.
But this would indeed take a very, very long time.
If the source code were used... perhaps this process could be accelerated.
Bai Luan was not short on source code, but this prototype lacked a qualified guide.
He could, of course, teach this prototype philosophy of life and grand principles, but relying solely on preaching was too hollow.
And if he merely injected source code into the program and waited for it to slowly awaken, the time required would be too long.
Graeme might never see the true Eve again in his lifetime... Should he ask Screwllum what he thought?
Would asking this directly summon gold and gears?
Bai Luan suddenly found it difficult to decide. Just as he was about to contact Screwllum, he saw 882.
A ready-made mentor who had awakened from a machine into an intelligent machine!
Bai Luan's eyes immediately lit up!
Oh! 882! My savior!
He grabbed 882's shoulder and said with a solemn expression:
"882, a glorious mission is about to be entrusted to you!"
Whether I can avoid the risk of overtime depends on your performance, 882!
882 was a little confused as to why Bai Luan was so excited. It tilted its head slightly, and although its tone was a bit puzzled, it still agreed.
"Uh... okay?"
Although it still didn't know what Bai Luan wanted it to do...