After Rebirth, I Became the AI of the God of War [Interstellar]

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    Owen I finally set his sights on this condemned prisoner who hadn't attracted his attention at first. He had silver-gray hair, a tall but thin figure, an extremely haggard young face, and his black eyes shone with a captivating light.

    Owen I waved his hand, signaling the presiding judge to shut up.

    Shi Han nodded in satisfaction, raised his shackled hands, and made a series of crisp crashing sounds.

    "Thanks, let me continue. If you think you are a god of life and death, you are wrong, Owen. Every harm the world inflicts on you, and every harm you inflict on the world, will be invested endlessly Good people become evil in blood, only wicked people can climb to the top of power, and the sanctity of legal principles is defiled by power...Might is truth, and the weak have no human rights.” The guard standing beside Shi Han

    swung The grey-haired prisoner arched his body in pain, and could not help moaning from his throat. His teeth bit his pale lips, revealing a strange bright red.

    "Cough... haha... Owen, your dog thinks I'm criticizing you, and wants to ask for pets, it's so stupid." When he raised his

    head again, Shi Han's unchanging smile became gentler and more terrifying.

    "I didn't criticize you. This is the law of operation that none of us can escape, because this is human nature. After I die, please go to my residence and take away my optical brain. There are my research results there, only open to you. "

    What is that?" Owen I, who had been silent all this time, asked suddenly. There is not a hint of emotional ups and downs in the voice.

    "I'll tell you after I die."

    The onlookers of the trial were commotioning.

    "What..."

    "Is he crazy?"

    "He must have been scared crazy..."

    "Since he wants to die, let him die quickly."

    "Yeah, you think I'm crazy. If I'm crazy, what are you?" Shi Han pretended to be sad and sighed. He spread his hands, his aloof eyes swept across the crowd, and his tone was full of pity. "I see you poor, come to tell you the date of death in advance, poor people, torturers, angels, devils, moths-every one of us is, because our name is human. And you Owen, very interesting, you are one of the human beings. Human beings, comedy in tragedy."

    The judge pressed the verdict button, and he was immediately led into the execution chamber. The moment the laser gun was aimed at his head, he laughed.

    In the dead silence, his laughter was cold and hoarse, as if the death knell of the doomsday was ringing. He raised his hands to the sky like a madman and like a martyr.

    "Poor people, happy doomsday."

    The executive pulled the trigger.

    It was the 128th day in 4096 years of the Milky Way calendar, known as the "Prophecy Day" in history. It is said that when the "Prophet" Shi Han died, there was still a distorted smile on the corner of his mouth.

    The moment his lifeless body fell to the ground, the entire trial hall was plunged into darkness, and the piercing and red alarm sounded non-stop through the AI's icy voice.

    "Warning: Monitor network permission changed."

    "Warning: Speaker network permission changed." "

    Warning: Voice interaction system permission changed."

    The hall suddenly lit up.

    The people who were still in shock raised their heads, only to see Shi Han, who had just died, smiling at them on several screens surrounding the trial hall.