'This is a question you can think about later.
'Do not define humanity, each individual has their own characteristics, and that is the true charm of human society.'
Labuduo sighed, secretly opened a small panel, which displayed the live broadcast of the White Ghost that had ended not long ago.
"Labuduo!"
An old voice called out from the side.
Labuduo quickly tucked the panel into his body and turned to look at his supervisor.
The elderly man with graying hair ran over excitedly and immediately said:
"You still have some computation power available, right?"
"Yes," Labuduo nodded, "But I can't take over a larger network at the moment, my core data is a bit unstable and needs some time to adjust."
"Oh, alright, you're an incredible kid, being able to recover normally after over six thousand collapses, you've already created a miracle."
The old man complained:
"The unified network designed by the predecessors is too perverse!
