Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 316 Artificial Intelligence

In his hazy state of consciousness, the urgent desire to be awake struggled against his powerless body; he couldn't even move a finger.

What happened?

Consciousness jumps back and forth between chaos and reality.

He knew he was lying in bed.

At the same time, fragments of past memories flashed before my eyes.

His dreams jumped back and forth with his uncontrollable thoughts, rather than flowing coherently.

He remembered drinking an extremely bitter potion before he lost consciousness.

Made by Teacher Qian Jin, with the assistance of Oupa, it sacrifices all taste in exchange for useful medicinal effects.

Then my head started to ache, and the potion bottle slipped from my hand; I wasn't sure if it had broken.

Again……

Then Genny took a bottle and splashed some kind of magic powder on him, and he began to feel weak all over and dizzy.

Yes, I was feeling drowsy and disoriented.

All the remaining drowsiness fell on him, producing the current effect.

His thoughts are becoming clearer.

His memories began to blur, indicating that he was "waking up".

However, the uncooperative body remained powerless, and could only vaguely see the ceiling.

Does the drowsy feeling last that long?

How long did he sleep?

As I estimated the numbers, a wave of weariness washed over me again, and my eyes involuntarily closed, plunging the world into darkness.

Eric placed the food on the table: "What kind of note should I leave?"

First, remember to eat the food that's kept in the box covered by an insulated magic bag;

After that, everything at school was normal, everyone was fine, and no one was injured.

Finally, if the potion doesn't work, don't worry, Ou Pa already has an idea for an improved version.

correct!

We also need to consider that Miya might wake up at midnight, just as they are negotiating with Yinsen.

Yes, this should be written down too.

"Okay." Eric finished writing, picked it up and glanced at it, but found no omissions.

Next, he would have to hold a meeting with everyone to discuss the eerie duchess matter, taking into account various factors...

The commotion behind him made him turn around abruptly: "Miya Star?"

Why did I wake up so much faster than expected?

"Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Do you have a headache? I'll take you to the infirmary!"

"No need, Eric."

With Eric's help, Miya Xing staggered off the bed and waved her hand, "I'm fine now."

This doesn't seem to have anything to do with being good at all.

"Miya Star, where are you going? Calm down first..."

The patient pushed his hand away, not really listening to a single word he said.

“I’m calm. I have something urgent to do right now. I’ll eat the food on the table later, and I’ll read the note. I’m leaving now, you don’t need to follow me.”

Where am I going if I can't even walk straight?

It's somewhat good that you still have the energy to notice the things on the table.

Eric frowned as he stood there, suddenly remembering something important.

Fortunately, Miya Xing was not in good physical condition, and he quickly caught up and handed over the coat he was holding.

"You just woke up, you'll catch a cold in just your pajamas."

"Thank you."

He took the clothes and ran away.

Perhaps because he had been awake for a while, he ran much faster than before.

At least he no longer looks like he might fall down at any moment, making people worry about him.

"Has it recovered, or not?"

Eric wanted to chase after them, but he was also concerned that Mia didn't want to be followed.

When talking to someone with memory loss, it's best to be agreeable.

On the way to the auditorium, Eric ran into Erbe and briefly explained the important matter to Mia Star so that she wouldn't forget to check the letter on the table.

In the past, he wouldn't have thought that Miya Xing could forget.

It's hard to say now...

When the ear shell was brought to the other side, Miya Star had already arrived at another attic.

The blankets in the rest area were neatly folded, and books and experimental equipment were scattered on the table, as if someone had always been there and had only left for a short while.

He found the book he was looking for in the pile of books.

The former Grand Elder Pikachu hollowed out the book and hid it inside the Moonstone.

He always felt that the cave, which was just big enough to hold the stubborn stone of the moon, held a deeper meaning, but he never quite grasped it.

A cult leader who has no teachings...

He was acquainted with Rui Bu Si...

The deeper meaning isn't in that cave.

Fingertips turned the pages to the last one, a book that was almost completely emptied, with only the last two pages remaining untouched.

—To a not-so-devout believer.

"The former Grand Elder knew the book was written for Rui Bu Si and kept it all this time?"

Did Elder Pikachu know that Ruibusi had come to the Moe Academy?

How did you find out?

He didn't believe that Ruibusi would have such a good relationship with the Quark Clan's elder that she would make a point of informing him of her return.

“She can completely conceal her dark aura,” and neither Elder Kendouji nor Elder Os, who is extremely sensitive to dark auras, noticed it. “Elder Pikachu just happened to come to the Moe Academy and happened to meet her and was able to recognize her, so this cannot be taken as the first assumption.”

What other reasons could be missed?

To let the elders who have been in the council for years know whether a person exists...

He got it!

"A magical prophecy book!"

The things written at the end of the book weren't important; he still remembered how uninterested Rui Bu Si had seemed at the time.

Elder Pikachu learned through the magical prophecy book that Ruibusi had returned to Moe Academy, and informed him of this knowledge in this way.

"Does this mean that the Dark Emperor won't receive that 'gift'?"

He recalled his conversation with Ruibusi before he lost his memory—

A rich gift, sealed away by our ancestors, a portion of which is exchanged for blood by those who follow. Those who unwrap this gift are always very patient.

His weakened state forced him to sit in a chair.

Even a small movement made my head start to spin.

Just then, a knocking sound rang out. He almost thought it was tinnitus until the sound came a second time.

"Enter."

Eric?

No.

It is an ear shell.

Ear Shell recited its opening line about how it hadn't been replaced even with the latest updates, then spun around and handed the shell to him.

Miya heard Eric's voice:

"Negotiations tonight."

It was so abrupt and disjointed, as if they were afraid someone would eavesdrop.

Miya Xing rubbed her throbbing head.

Should we negotiate with the gloomy duchess tonight?

"I understand. My memory has fully returned. My weakness is just from sleeping too long and having too much of the drowsy powder on me. You don't need to worry."

After speaking, he handed the seashell to Ear Clam, who bent down and left, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

Distracted, he belatedly realized he was cold.

Looking down—wearing pajamas and a school uniform jacket, thankfully I didn't run into any other classmates on the way.

The ear-shaped pearl encountered difficulties in "transmitting messages".

Halfway there, it realized that Miya Star hadn't told it who the seashell was for.

It now faces two options:

1. Find Miya Star and ask him to fill in complete information;

2. Give the seashell directly to the person who gave you seashells before and is now giving you seashells.

If it were a shell from before the update, it would clumsily try to find someone first, then find someone again, and finally deliver the shell only after the two people met, which led to complaints.

Or it could be mechanically treated as a reply and handed over to Eric.

But it has now been updated!

It has intelligent processing capabilities.

The students were all lining up around Jazz, waiting to listen to his lesson for the day so they could line up for one-on-one instruction.

The students who received guidance all said that Jazz's advice was incisive and extremely useful.

After lying in her dorm room for several days, Ya Ya suddenly heard a knock on the door at a time when she shouldn't have.

If it weren't for the somewhat familiar sound effects, she would have already hidden in the closet and told Duck to fly away quickly to find a living person to rescue her.

She got a seashell.

"Did Hua Hua forget to bring something?"

The sound of the seashell came from the planet Miya.

and many more.

Isn't it a bit too strange to talk to her like that in this tone?

Are you sure this is for me?

Erbei nodded.

"You should ask Miya Xing for clarification."

Earbell refused to accept it.

"Otherwise you will receive two or three complaints."

Erbei accepted.

The world was quiet. Instead of lying back in bed, she sat at the table, studying the ratio of duck feed and, incidentally, researching what new invisible birds might like to eat.

She didn't know how much time had passed when the knocking sounded again, and she got up impatiently.

What exactly are they updating all day long? The more they update, the less intelligent it becomes!

The door opened.

The one on the outside is not an ear shell.

Fortunately, they weren't some kind of dark race.

"Mysterious Star?"

Is it the mysterious Asian star... himself?

Come to see her?

Could it be someone from the Dark Clan in disguise?

"This is a girls' dormitory, you..."

Did they even run over?