[Quick Transmigration] A report on the adaptation of an AI to society

"Lin Luo," the cold blade slashed across the side of your neck, touching your jaw and forcing you to look up into his silver-gray eyes.

"You lost this time," his tone was slightly mocking: "Didn't you say that I must pay the price, my child?" You don't say a word, you don't know if he is so malicious every time Plays with its prey like a cat with a mouse under its paws.

The silver-haired young man leaned close to you, brushed away your sideburns, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking? Why don't you think I'm going to finish you off? No, no, no, Lin Luo, you are different, even though I am a murderer, But I enjoy the process of breaking you more, the kind—" He leaned close to your ear, with a slightly malicious tone: "The joy of breaking you with my own hands."

He held you in his arms, his silver hair falling like moonlight, and you never denied the beauty of this man, and you were mesmerized by him—you even had a really good time, but now these memories Let you be like a light on your back.

You clenched your fists and pulled out a trembling smile, "Oh, really? But you don't seem to be able to taste the joy, you must have taken the weapon from me, but that's not all, Calvino, look at this ah--"

You giggled nervously, pressed the dagger to his neck with one hand, grabbed his long hair with the other, dodged his attack, bounced his knife away, and turned to press on the man with force.

You said hoarsely, "Who the hell lost, huh?"

"You, Lin Luo." The demon smiled at you, and he didn't resist the whole time when you fought back.The lines on your face twitch and you feel a slight throbbing pain in your stomach.

You hate this smile, hate his superiority, hate every word that comes out of his mouth...you hate his so-called freedom even more.

He abandoned you, he put a knife on your neck, just for this fucking freedom!

"Hey," you ask softly, "am I the last one?"

"Correct."

"You move so fast, so now I am the last obstacle to your freedom?"

Even in the face of danger to his life, his tone was abnormal: "Why, do you want to sacrifice for our friendship? That's boring, Lin Luo, you belong to me, everything about you belongs to me, you don't The right to choose freely, whether it be life or death."

"Damn, do you think I really can't kill you?"

"Then try it! My child, show me the power you stole from me!"

You clenched the dagger tightly, grabbed his collar with the other hand, and bit his chattering mouth roughly, gravity pressed you tightly together, and the strong smell of rust spread between your glued lips and teeth.

Calvino licked the blood oozing from his lower lip, "Do you still miss that lovely relationship? Lin Luo, you must know that it was just a masterpiece of biological imprinting. I don't love you at all—you cheap replica of the

"I just want to make you sick," you poohed on the ground with your head tilted, and the words you composed were a little crazy—and your expression was probably the same: "You who are polluted by my lowly blood, I'm afraid you can no longer remain noble, Haha! Incomparably noble!"

You hold the dagger hard and press down, and this arrogant smile will freeze like oil soup in no time.

"Lin Luo!" You were restrained by clenched wrists, and the shout woke you up, and the silver-haired demon disappeared.You looked at Calvino below you in a little confusion. He was trying to avoid the dagger in your hand, and there seemed to be this scratch on his pale lips.

You saw the bleeding wound on his neck, what are you doing?

You murmured in confusion: "I..."

You look into Calvino's silver-gray eyes, and the demon smiles back at you with a fangs.

"Calvino..." You muttered to yourself, the veins in your hands popped out, and the muscles under your clothes bulged.

Show you the power I stole, Calvino.

The air around you begins to distort slightly, like countless water droplets falling, causing tiny ripples one by one.The ripples get bigger and bigger, and with them the pain on your head, like God's giant hand grabbing your head, like grabbing a bug that dared to trouble the gods.

You seem to hear the sound of your own skull cracking, but, what the hell, this guy will be a bunch of quarks floating in the air in a second, which is very happy to think about... oh shit, you forgot The same will happen to your own ending, maybe your quarks will be mixed with this guy's, and then thrown into the endless material cycle, how can you forget this!Even if you die, you don't want to have anything to do with half of Planck's constant①!

You are a little delirious thinking, maybe it is time to rein in the cliff now and jump off another cliff...

Suddenly a resistance is added to your arm, and you move, trying to break free.

"Okay...quick! Lucas hold him down!"

"But the captain is so strong! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaain..com. then he's breaking my hand off! It hurts so much! Tranquilizer! Uncle Tranquilizer!"

An ant pinches your arm, and the drug shuts you off, and you slip into a dreamless sleep.

① Planck's constant: denoted as h, it is a physical constant used to describe the quantum size, and it is the smallest scale of space.

The author has something to say:

I feel that this chapter is a bit long... I want to speed up the progress