Yarra's Adventure Notes-Chapter 1377 - 163 Ava’s Insincerity

"But you’re Ava, not Cyrie," Mil said bitterly. "As Ava, you don’t need to access the emotion simulation system stored in the repository. You have your own emotions. It seems we’ve hurt your soul too deeply, and you still refuse to forgive us. Indeed, if I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t choose to forgive either."

"Idiot Mil, if you weren’t already Undead, I’d really question whether your goblins actually store consciousness and intelligence in the brain as your so-called technology suggests, not in the soul. That’s why your consciousness and intelligence completely disappeared when your brain rotted away, right?" the Dried Corpse Elf Sophia couldn’t stand it any longer and spoke out loudly in sarcasm: "Or is it that you never had intelligence to begin with, or you simply cannot understand what living beings say?"

"Women are terrifying," Pannis said with a muscle twitching at the corner of his eye as he witnessed Sophia’s fierce demeanor. He lowered his voice to Saen, "You must have noticed too, whether alive or dead, they’re equally terrifying."

The flickering of Saen’s Soul Fire didn’t provide an answer; he simply pointed a finger at Pannis’ back. Pannis turned slowly, his body tensing as he felt the scornful glares of several young girls piercing him like knives, as if to chop him into pieces. That brutal gaze full of murderous intent made Pannis shiver, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he muttered under his breath, "Indeed, women truly are terrifying."

Of course, the friendly interactions among the living did not stop the Undead Sophia from mocking Mil. Seeing Mil still puzzled under her ridicule, she was utterly disappointed in his intelligence. Leaning weakly on the table, she said to the surrounding Undead leaders, "This guy Mil is beyond help; let’s just take him back to Burial Bones Mountain for burial."

"Hahaha, you make it sound like he was ever salvageable." "Yeah, yeah, but why are you insulting him?" "You’re beyond help too." "You’re all idiots." "Hey, you’re just trying to insult us, aren’t you?"

The group of Undead leaders took the opportunity to make a commotion. Not a single one comforted poor Mil. However, the living girls knew well that this kind of interaction showed the depth of their relationships. Often, only the best of friends would jest in such a way to distract from the pain in others’ hearts. But this time, the Undead failed. They didn’t know what had happened, nor how much pain and conflict Mil was experiencing, something that nobody could easily distract from.

However, the Dried Corpse Elf Sophia could feel it, so she slammed the table forcefully and pointed at Mil, shouting, "That’s why you’re an idiot. Being Undead like you is a disgrace to all Undead."

"What do you know?" Mil finally couldn’t stand it anymore and turned around in displeasure, "You don’t know anything, what right do you have to accuse me?"

"Yeah, I don’t know anything, but so what? I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I don’t understand this simulation whatever system, I don’t even know what a repository is. Those are things your weird goblins remember, all those complicated things. I’m normal; I wouldn’t bother remembering," said Sophia, with full disdain on her face, as if that were just her personality. "I admit, I don’t understand any of this, but it doesn’t stop me from understanding what this little girl is trying to say, and it doesn’t hinder my grasp of her attitude. But you, you claim to understand everything, yet the one thing you don’t get is the speech of normal people. You have no clue what she’s trying to tell you."

"What, what do you mean?" Mil, looking utterly dumbfounded, blinked and asked, "Ava, are you trying to tell me something?"

"Oh my God, my Lord above, please bring down Divine Punishment to strike him dead," Sophia covered her face in despair, groaning in pain, "I’ve spelled it out for you, and you still can’t understand?"

"Mr. Mil, may I call you that?" Catherine sighed, walked over, and put her hands on Ava’s shoulders, smiling at the Undead goblin. "I think you need to calm down a little. Being overly nervous and excited, you’ve become confused and can’t accurately grasp the information you’ve collected. Of course, this is what Vivian told me. She said that for a researcher, staying calm is fundamental; you must maintain calmness at all times. Only that way can you correctly organize and extrapolate all the information you’ve gathered, to carry on with your research. And right now, you’ve lost this composure, so currently, you don’t qualify."

"I..." Mil habitually scratched his bald head, went silent for a while, and in a hoarse voice said softly, "Okay, I’ve calmed down."

"Then think carefully about what Ava just said," Catherine gently rubbed Ava’s head and spoke softly, "She hasn’t ever told us that she harbors hate for you. I don’t think the words she just said indicate she refuses to forgive you. On the contrary, I feel she wants to tell you that she doesn’t hate you."

"What? Is that true?" Mil’s body shook, his withered face showing disbelief as he stammered, "Ava, is that true? You really don’t..."

"Beep, unauthorized to make untruthful statements; lying permissions not granted." Ava responded expressionlessly, "Additionally, the system cannot comprehend Deputy Chairman Mil’s statement, therefore the response is withheld for the time being."

This time, Mil, steeped in tension, finally caught on. Clearly, the artificial girl held some resentment, and that was why she didn’t want to directly convey her thoughts to Mil but chose instead an indirect way to express her feelings.

"Hehe, Mr. Mil, you understand now, don’t you," Catherine said with a hand over her mouth, giggling, "It seems my Ava isn’t very forthright. Why not say it outright; is it shyness, perhaps?"

"Shyness function not installed," Ava replied with the same tone, as if she truly were just a machine, "The statement has been made explicitly: the command to not harbor hate cannot be executed. No ambiguity detected in this reply."

"You see, everybody is actually having a great time," Pannis said to Saen with a shrug and a low voice, "Let’s give Ava and Mil some time alone. I think they need to properly communicate about their past. If you’re interested, shall we step outside for a chat?"