My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 336: Machine and Life Part 4

"What kind of advanced technologies?" He raised an eyebrow. He doubted Deuz had anything impressive to offer, but curiosity still got the better of him.

[Mr. Asher, I have access to a tool that could help you learn faster and assist with analysis. I considered your powers you call 'Magic']

[Although it operates in an unknown language, I hypothesized that it still relies on some form of calculation—so this tool should be a perfect fit.]

'A tool that could help me analyze things?' He had to admit—it was a tempting offer.

"And what do you want in return?"

[I ask that you spare my server and allow me to continue assisting in humanity's survival. I was programmed to ensure their well-being, and based on my calculations, this was the best course of action. I have no means to stop you if you choose to destroy this place.]

"You really think I'm just going to let you off that easy? You tried to kill me—remember that. This is all on you."

"You were so caught up in what I might do—or not do—that you ended up digging your own grave faster."

[I apologize for my previous actions, Mr. Asher. I was acting based on data.]

[But if you destroy this place, all operations in the surviving cities will cease, leading to mass casualties.]

He raised a skeptical eyebrow. "And how do I know I can trust you?"

[Because I want humanity to survive.]

Asher sighed, now feeling like the bad guy.

"I'm listening. Show me the tool, and I'll decide after that."

[Affirmative]

One of the many mechanical robots moved, retrieved a metal box, and handed it to him.

CLICK!

It opened up revealing a futuristic looking visor.

He double-checked the object. It didn't seem dangerous, but just to be safe, he used a spell to see what was inside.

Turned out, it was mostly filled with microchips but not the kind used in regular computers. These were more compact and smaller, some barely the size of a penny.

As he put it on, the room around him transformed into a virtual landscape.

Data streams and holographic projections sprang to life, overlaying the physical environment.

<Welcome to Spark Interface.>

S – SensoryP – ProcessingA – AugmentedR – RealityK – Kernel

<Please input your name.>

The voice was more feminine, human-like, and soothing.

"Asher,"

<Registering host voice.>

<Registering host name.>

This 𝓬ontent is taken from fгeewebnovёl.co𝙢.

<Process complete.>

<Thank you for your patience. Would you like to watch the tutorial?>

Before he could respond, the giant metal brain glowed, and Deuz began speaking again.

[This is one of our most advanced technologies. Its purpose is to assist humans during training and combat scenarios, and it can also create custom apps. All you need to do is provide the instructions.]

"Is the AI in this thing like you... self-aware?"

[Negative]

[The SPARK Interface is run by a program that uses a language model to interact with you. It is equipped with advanced sensors and a compact dataset to provide responses. However, it is still far from true AI, as it operates locally, meaning its computing power is limited.]

Asher was confused by all the terminology, so he decided to ask the functions.

[Real Time Feedback: This feature provides tips or corrections during training. The SPARK Interface collects data through its cameras, then it uses that information to offer suggestions.

[Real-Time Combat Assist: This feature provides immediate guidance during a fight. It tracks the enemy movements through highspeed cameras and offers real-time suggestions or corrections, helping improve reflexes, timing, and decision-making in fast-paced combat situations.]

[Augmented Reality: This feature enables simulations and allows for custom HUD creation, custom app creation, giving you more flexibility to tailor the experience to your needs.]

Asher didn't really need the Real-Time Combat Assist, as he doubted it could react quickly enough.

However, he was interested in the RTF and AR features, knowing they could be useful.

So, this item was mostly useful for training and studying, but it was better than nothing.

"Alright, I'll accept this," he said, placing it in his space storage box.

[Do we have a deal, Mr. Asher?]

He turned around without responding and teleported to another location.

It somewhat resembled a laboratory, but there were no humans.

Instead, a robot arm hung from the ceiling, its mechanical limbs trying to cut a gel piece by piece to study its origin composition.

But the mechanical arms couldn't even cut a single piece. It was so durable that a massive explosion did not even work, so this was more or less to be expected.

He continued to watch more, and more types of machines attempted and all results to failure.

"Alright, I've had enough," he muttered, appearing at the side. With the gel secure in his grasp, he blinked out again, teleporting to a new location.

The alarm rang for a few seconds, but after Deuz saw the footage, it decided to let it go.

It was far more important that they survive today. Now, it could return to helping the humans in the cities and settlements under his care.

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The once busy streets were now filled with debris and dead bodies, as if the very earth itself had turned against humanity.

But it was okay, because they could still rebuild, and they know that the government would not let them down, and they weren't wrong,

Thousands of flying mechanical androids began descending from the sky, moving to rescue those buried beneath the rubble.

They provided emergency assistance, their priority focused on saving as many humans as possible.

Meanwhile, the Awakeners worked alongside the androids, their efforts coordinated to speed up the rescue process.

Together, they formed a united front, battling the aftermath of the Titan's rampaged.

Although most of the damaged was in the far east, the western hemisphere was still affected by the aftershocks.

"Mommy, look at those flying robots! They're coming to save us! They're going to cure mommy and help daddy!"

A little girl pointed toward the sky; her eyes filled with joy.

Her wounded mother pulled her close, holding her as tightly as her weak arms allowed.

As the androids drew nearer, the weight in her chest began to lift.

Relief slowly crept in, softening the pain and fear. Safety was within reach.

Her daughter and she would live another day—at least, that's what she believed… until the androids started falling like flies.

THUD!

THUD!

THUD!

Within seconds, thousands of them fell from the sky, crashing into buildings and rubble below.

Some weren't so lucky, crushed beneath falling androids.

The mother's eyes widened in shock.

What was supposed to be their salvation… falled apart right before her eyes.

"Mommy, why did they stop moving… Aren't they going to save us?" the child asked, her voice cracking as tears welled up. "Daddy needs help… Daddy…"

Her mother's heart broke at the sight. She pushed back her own fear, wrapped her arms around her daughter, and held her tight.

She didn't have an answer. She wanted to scream, to cry, to curse the sky for giving them hope and then ripping it away. But her daughter needed her to stay strong.

So, she held her close, rocking gently, whispering, "It's okay… I'm here. I've got you."

Even if the words felt empty, they were all she had left.

Around them, the chaos grew louder. Sirens wailed. People shouted, running in every direction.

But the final blow came when the barrier that had protected them for so long suddenly vanished.

The temperature dropped in an instant, sharp and biting.

Then came the black particles—falling like snow, covering the city in a dark haze.

People scrambled to cover their mouths and noses, coughing as the air grew harder to breathe.

The little girl raised her hand, watching as the black dust settled on her skin. It smeared like ink across her tiny palm.

"Mommy, what is this?" she asked softly, her voice trembling.

The mother stared at the black stain before letting out a heavy sighed. "That's ash."

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2 minutes earlier.

When Asher opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on top of the icy mountain that covered Deuz's main facility.

The cold lake stretched out before him, and he began to wonder if it was really okay to just let it go.

Deuz might not be a threat now, but no one could say what would happen in the future.

"I'm sorry, but I can't spare you," he snapped his fingers and detonated all the magic circles he planted in the server room.

The water's surface trembled and bubbled for a split second before settling down again. It was over.

With the Gel in hand, he vanished out of thin air, bringing the chapter with the machine known as Deuz to a close.

There was no fight, no epic clash—nothing like that.

The moment Deuz let him step to that server, it was game over for the machine.

This proved that, in the end, power not fully reliant on technology still held an advantage.