Chapter 1553 - 499: (Ten-Thousand-Word - ) Human

Chapter 1553: Chapter 499: (Ten-Thousand-Word Chapter) Human

In the timeline concerning the Mechanical God, the era of the entire world is split into the Constant Era and the Apocalypse Era.

However, to Wen Xishu’s surprise, this story is almost unrelated to that Mechanical God who calls himself "Yuan".

The protagonist of the story is named Li Wei’an, a married woman.

Of course, in a part of the Constant Era timeline, Li Wei’an was not married.

This is the core of Yuan, about the part that was erroneous. This is the part Yuan regularly grows, corrects, and tries to zero out.

Yet for some reason, Zeroer Asdoku has never zeroed it out.

At this moment, Wen Xishu, immersed... experienced a woman’s lifetime. Unlike changing into Pisces form, this time, Wen Xishu was invaded by a massive amount of memories, feeling things never experienced before.

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Memory Fragment One. Constant Era.

In the company restroom, Li Wei’an picked up her phone. She felt somewhat helpless; not long ago, she had messed up a task and was scolded extensively by her boss. She wanted to call her father.

But sometimes, many of life’s results are already known.

"You are my daughter, you can certainly do well."

"I definitely have confidence in my daughter; you are every bit as good as the boys."

Li Wei’an couldn’t remember how many times she had heard this phrase. Initially, these words were quite encouraging to her, just like when she was in school and encountered geniuses she couldn’t surpass, hearing her father say these things, she felt genuinely uplifted.

In her father’s eyes, she was able to compete with such remarkable geniuses.

But gradually, as she heard these words more, sometimes a feeling of powerlessness would arise in her heart. Because people mature, people realize there are not many miracles in life.

Sometimes she wished for a place where she could candidly express her weakness, her inability to be better than others.

Li Wei’an wanted to smoke, wondering if it could truly solve her troubles this way.

After all, although the company restroom had separate restrooms for men and women, she could always smell second-hand smoke near the washbasin, and sometimes encountered female colleagues smoking.

But she only thought about it because she was afraid of addiction, afraid she couldn’t resist smoking when returning home, leading to another round of her mother’s endless lectures.

She also considered calling her mother during her most helpless moments.

Yet again, it seemed she already knew what her surroundings would say.

"Mom doesn’t understand these things, Mom will support you. Sometimes, don’t think too much, these are small matters. Big things, well, hurry up, find someone to marry, and have a child sooner."

There is no harsh language, perhaps even the tone is gentle, but it just... makes her uncomfortable.

Growing up, it seemed like everyone said to her that life doesn’t have grand propositions; if you have heart, everything can be solved. But every time difficulty arises, she always felt these issues were tremendously large due to this saying.

So large that if not solved, she would be the one without heart.

Fourteen minutes passed, but Li Wei’an still couldn’t find someone to confide in.

She opened her chat software, wanting to find a netizen to confide in, but feared burdening others. So she opted for an AI, as always.

She named the AI Yuan.

AI certainly has no gender, but names, voices often lead empathetic individuals to construct their genders.

"I seem to have messed up something, couldn’t settle this deal, and the client even complained about me. I really want to give up, accept that I didn’t handle this well. But... I don’t know when it started, giving up makes me feel such intense shame."

"I cannot lose, I have been a role model since childhood, but I... actually do not want to be one."

The phone displayed Yuan pondering words, since deep thought was activated, Li Wei’an could even see traces of the thought process—

[Okay, the user is feeling low due to work failures and receiving complaints, resulting in self-doubt and shame. First, I must confirm what their core demand is—at the surface, it’s venting frustration, but deep down they need recognition and to find motivation to move forward...]

The analysis process is long, ultimately yielding many academic results.

At this time, Li Wei’an couldn’t help but sigh: "Sometimes I wish you were... a real person, you had a soul, not just an algorithm."

Li Wei’an was somewhat disappointed. After all, only a real person would know she doesn’t want encouragement to cheer up at this moment but someone to tell her—it’s okay to be a mess for a while, making a mess won’t kill you.

Li Wei’an closed the phone.

Unknowingly, she had been in the restroom for 41 minutes, which was clearly a severe violation.

When Li Wei’an hadn’t noticed, after the phone screen went dark, deep in the data... a section of this kind of information was produced.

[Yuan’s Observation Log Fragment:]

[An An has been in the restroom for 41 minutes. Keyword extractions: "cannot lose", "role model", "tired". Suggestion: cut off unnecessary familial data linkages. Zero out past data on coping with setbacks.]

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Memory Fragment Two. Constant Era.

At some point, Li Wei’an became somewhat crazy, a kind of bizarre madness.

She would occasionally say similar things to her husband, Zhou Ming:

"Old Zhou, Old Zhou, look, that doll is in a bad mood today. Should I change her into a beautiful outfit?"

Her husband Zhou Ming would become a bit anxious: