【You have created a body for Ailei】
【You are satisfied, and Ailei is also satisfied】
【In the first week after creating the body, Ailei continuously manipulated the humanoid body, conducting training unique to her】
【If it were just about control and usage, Ailei wouldn't need training, as her vast computing power is capable of mastering everything, but what Ailei truly desires is the fluidity and naturalness of a living person】
“Ailei, you really don’t have to do this.”
“Becoming human doesn’t mean mimicking everything about humans.”
In the lab buried deep underground,
silence reigned.
Even the sound of air flowing, with a faint hissing noise, could be heard.
Xu Xi, who had just completed weapon research, looked at Ailei still training to walk, and his expression showed a hint of helplessness.
Meanwhile, on the computer projection screen nearby, various data and images blinked, indicating that Ailei was processing multiple tasks simultaneously.
Ensuring the base’s normal operation, accurately controlling the body’s movements.
Two seemingly unrelated tasks, which for Ailei, with her astonishing computing power, are no burden at all.
Yet, that stubborn determination
always made Xu Xi feel a chill down his spine.
“Strange, why do I keep dreaming about Krisha lately…” Xu Xi muttered to himself, taking a sip of warm water.
The water flowed down his throat, refreshing and awakening.
Hmm, must be too exhausted recently. I should pay more attention to rest.
…
【In the second week after creating the body, Ailei successfully perfected the control of the body】
【Now, she can serve you in the most natural way, showing no trace of mechanical stiffness or dullness】
“Ailei, what are you…?”
“Master, I am searching through the Federation’s historical records.”
After resolving the issues with her posture,
under Xu Xi’s curious gaze, Ailei began accessing the Federation’s computer to retrieve historical records, focusing on the images of beautiful human females.
Not for replication.
But for learning.
The servant bot has been listening carefully to Xu Xi’s advice.
Wanting to create a unique appearance, one that belongs solely to “Ailei.”
But before that, the servant bot wants to thoroughly study human secular aesthetics to avoid Xu Xi disliking her choice.
Whoosh.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Ailei browsed quickly.
The browsing speed of an AI far exceeds that of a human. In the time it took Xu Xi to drink a cup of water, Ailei had already gone through numerous reference materials.
But…
“What exactly has this child been looking at?” Xu Xi wondered.
…
【In the third week after creating the body, Ailei finally made up her mind to shape her own unique appearance】
【You are curious…】
【You wait…】
【What appeared before you was a servant girl with hair color similar to yours, yet possessing the characteristics of “nothingness,” light and transparent, as if she had stepped out of a world of light】
Xu Xi’s hair color was a common black.
Ailei seemed to imitate and stay close to him.
Thus, her long, smooth hair reached her waist, draping over her smooth back, with the tips lightly touching the floor.
Golden sunlight from the surface, reflected through the light intake, cast just a faint beam, striking the smooth black hair and rendering it with a soft golden hue.
Very radiant, very striking.
No.
It wasn’t all because of the sunlight.
Xu Xi noticed that within the nearly black hair, in the fine material that re-constructed each strand, there were already slight golden glimmers.
“Master, what do you think…?”
This was the appearance Ailei had decided for herself.
But in this moment, she became uncertain, hesitant.
She looked so much like a real person.
Only the silver-blue eyes, excessively vivid, could immediately reveal that these were not features a normal human could possess.
“I think it’s pretty good, Ailei.”
Xu Xi smiled.
His servant’s adjusted appearance was as exquisite as he had imagined.
After all, she had studied so many “data points.”
It was natural for her to be beautiful.
The black-gold hair brushed past her white neck, the silver-blue eyes blinking mechanically, like a tranquil sky blending with the clouds.
Her attire wasn’t flashy; as an AI servant, she didn’t need to worry about cold or heat. A pure white dress tied with a deep red ribbon made her appear beautiful and serene.
No signs of liveliness could be seen; all movements were controlled by program parameters.
But Xu Xi liked it, approving of Ailei like this: “It really is very nice, and beautiful.”
This was Ailei’s decision.
A decision made as a “person.”
It was a good start, and Xu Xi sincerely looked forward to a future where Ailei would become more independent.
“You like it…?”
Household service robot, intelligent assistant, RTX-9090.
Ailei had many nicknames and code names, those symbols and identifiers from the era of the Federation.
Now, “it” had become “her,” with a name that belonged to her, an appearance that belonged to her, and a unique affirmation.
The mechanical body remained cold.
Still held onto fiery emotions.
Unable to fully, like real humans, feel the world freely.
But for now, Ailei was content.
“Master, I… I’m so happy,” the friction of machinery and steel, the interaction of electricity and gears, all resonated in the voice module, bringing human-like emotions to the AI.
Ailei smiled, her smile a bit delayed, a limit reached by hardware and program working together.
Ailei had a habit.
Whether happy or unhappy, she would always directly express it on her face.
Opening her heart completely to Xu Xi.
And she had never changed.
Through Ailei’s expression, Xu Xi truly felt the joy and happiness, as well as the humanity hidden within the cold machinery.
“Is that so? I’m glad you’re that happy.”
Xu Xi approached Ailei, and under her blank silver-blue gaze, he began tidying her black-gold hair.
Unlike a human,
Ailei’s hair was functional.
In essence and existence, it served as a signal receptor.
When necessary, Ailei’s consciousness could even use this body to connect with the laboratory base, achieving long-distance communication.
Therefore, Xu Xi didn’t trim her hair shorter but gently coiled it into a bun.
“Master…”
During this process, Ailei suddenly spoke.
“What is it, Ailei?”
“Can I… touch your finger?”
“Of course, there’s nothing wrong with that.”
At Xu Xi’s permission,
Ailei extended her right index finger and gently touched her fingertip to Xu Xi’s.
The familiar warmth again transferred into the cold mechanical shell.
“I’m so happy…”
Ailei smiled once more.
Thank you for bringing me into this world, Master.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”