Lille began to activate that circular server, starting to initiate the AI matrix loaded inside...
In Cyberspace, mechanical arms split into countless threads, beginning to extract and assemble a new dangerous critical mass.
As the matrix started to guide, peeling off the AI from Lark's chaotic consciousness and memory, both she and the AI Lark increasingly felt liberated!
Clear thinking, pain fading, computational power increasing...
"You..." Lark was unsure of what had happened, but she noticed that her pain began to lessen.
Lille asked, "...Lark, I can save you, but you have to help me bite your former master once."
Lark was stunned.
Riddle, on the ground, was also stunned. He suddenly realized: Lark was the highest authority hacker in this operation, and if she turned against them...
It would be all over!
"Zhaomei! Don't trust them. After this deal, New America will rescue you, only New America..."
Lark's response was...
"Sorry, Riddle."
