The Universe Is Innately Just 33 War Assist Ai Part Two

Sound waves produced a slight change in the air, and Fell could feel it due to his sharp senses.

"I was created this way; my goal is to a.s.sist the individual I fuse with, I am equipped with a strong processor and am thus capable of strong computation ability." The AI responded.

Fell's eyes flashed, he swiftly accepted that he just integrated with an AI. In the end, it could only be beneficial in his cultivation's path.

"What are your capacities?" He asked after pondering.

A slight grunt escaped from his lips; his eyes flashed in surprise as he felt a familiar sensation tingle his brain. He could perceive his mind get engraved, flashes of information appeared in front of his eyes.

A list of information came into view in his mind. He closed his eyes, focusing himself on digesting the knowledge.

War a.s.sist AI was conceived with a single goal in mind, to a.s.sist a soldier in their tasks. In the beginning, it was only created to ease the load of information that a soldier had to learn; this was a necessity as most soldiers couldn't spend their precious time book-worming.

War a.s.sist AI could help its host fluidly a.s.similate information; its only downside was the pain that would happen during the knowledge transfer.

Fell found a few similarities with Earth's knowledge transfer and the cultivator's crystal. The first one could only turn the knowledge into short term memory, needing the individual to digest the knowledge and memorise it. It was different for the cultivators as they could engrave the knowledge deep in the brain, turning them into long term memories without any effort from them.

Thankfully for Fell, he already grew accustomed to the pain of knowledge transfer, and as a cultivator, the pain didn't bother him in general.

But enhancing its host's learning potential wasn't its only use, it was also fully equipped to a.s.sist a soldier in the field. Its sensory ability was to be reckoned, and it could turn any normal human into a super soldier capable of sensing any slight movement in his surroundings.

Fell's left eyes gleamed with a deep purple light, radiating every few second in the dimly lighted room. His hand was rested on his chin as he was deep in thought, he was already thinking about the potential of the a.s.sist IA.

Turning his head to the left, he looked in the rest of the chest's content.

"What are those?" He thought while pointing at the pile of cloth with his finger.

"Combat Suits. Made of the best material possible, They are capable of resisting through fire and water."

"Good!" he though while grabbing the combat suit, his current attire got shredded during his last fight. Its cleanliness was also to be questioned as his pores evacuated a sizable amount of filth during his accelerated recovery.

He swiftly undressed, and wiped his skin clear; he then wore the suit. At first, he was afraid that it wasn't going to be his size; But he was pleasantly surprised that the material had quite the amount of stretching potential.

The combat suit was made of two part. The first one would fit close to the wearer, turning into the second layer of skin; The second part was a long grey coat, a pair of shiny black boots and trousers.

He could feel that even he would have to use his full strength to shred it in bits. As he donned the dress, he could feel the suit slide on the surface of his skin, giving him the same sensation as if a snake was crawling on him.

The combat suit fitted perfectly on his body, as it was made to stick close to his skin, it completely encased his whole body.

He finished wearing the rest of his outfit. He looked at himself in the reflection of the metallic wall, a grin appeared on his face as he gazed at his appearance.

"Quite dashing." He declared with a smile.

His combat suit was comfortable and didn't restrict his movement. Even with something sticking so close to his body, he didn't feel hot; On the contrary, he could feel a cooling flow of air movement between his skin and the suit, giving him a refreshing feel.

He patted his cloth and walked out of the room, his steps were confident, and he was ready to discover the rest of the factory's content.

As he walked along the long pathway, he pa.s.sed next several metallic doors that were in his sides.

He began thinking about the succession of event that just happened.

"First it was those androids, they are frighteningly solid and are fully capable of fighting First Steps cultivators. Their learning potential is their most dangerous aspect as they evolve as long they survive in the battlefield."

"Then the War a.s.sist AI that could turn normal soldiers into highly efficient killing machines, equipped with the combat suit, their might approaching first realm cultivator".

"Looks like the world outside is even more dangerous than the Slums" he pondered, lost in deep thought.

He lost himself deeply in his thoughts, memories of his past years in the Slums flashed in his mind.

"With so much battle prowess, the main districts should have complete control on the Slums, how did DarkSun Gang even managed to attain that much influence." Questions appeared in succession; his brain flashed as he felt himself close to finding a critical truth.

"Now that I notice, the police force didn't appear in the Slums for quite a long time."

"Did they abandon the slums, leaving it in its self-sufficiency?"

"Or didn't they have the time or resource to control it?"

He paused in his track, feeling as if he lacked a final piece to complete his thinking. A thin veil was blocking his mind from the truth, preventing him from attaining any conclusion.

He resumed his steps, his st.u.r.dy boots causing deep m.u.f.fled sound on the steel floor.