Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 1065: Section 672: Art (Part 2)

Chapter 1065: Section 672: Art (Part 2)

"You’re quite the actor, aren’t you." When they met again at the street corner, Meng Quyi stood with hands on her hips, looking at Malin with a face full of dissatisfaction and curiosity.

Malin understood, her dissatisfaction was because she thought Malin was pretending to be a True Lord, which is a grave sin. If someone found out, Malin might be dragged away to be a living sacrifice—regardless of which faction the True Lord belongs to, they always harshly punish those who impersonate them.

Whether one survives or not afterward truly depends on destiny.

As for her curiosity, she must be wondering why Malin looks so similar to that True Lord, even causing the two sculptor gentlemen to mistake him.

Of course, Malin did not want to tell the girl that Malin was indeed the True Lord from ten years ago.

So he could only smile shyly: "I’m relatively good at acting. When I was young, I thought about whether I could become an actor."

Back when Malin was young, television showed "The Chase", and Ken Takakura with his square face was the most handsome actor of the time, so Malin also dreamed of becoming an actor. But who could have known that after years would pass, the square face would no longer be in style before Malin could reach the age to become an actor.

Later, the most beautiful promises were shattered, and Malin forgot this dream.

Until today, Malin found it worth mentioning, indeed, life is like a play, and all winners rely on acting skills.

Meng Quyi snorted, then reached out and took Malin’s small hand: "Alright, quickly find a place to change back, otherwise it wouldn’t be good if you continue to deceive others like this."

Malin, of course, complied promptly.

After all, today he took the girl out for barbecue, not to show off his acting skills.

......

Sostak No.3 and Jason stood dazed on the crowded street, the two AIs came to find Malin, only to find the place teeming with people, and the body scan that worked every time in Westland failed due to exceeding the limit on its first use in Eastland, causing a system crash.

"There are just too many people here." Sostak No.3 said, frowning deeply.

This time, Jason also didn’t have the courage to express his sarcastic remarks to Sostak—compared to No.3, he had considered the population issue, and the Sostak’s search had a target number of three thousand people per square kilometer, Jason configured his to nine thousand people, then today at this grand amusement park, Sostak No.3’s system crashed and froze immediately when the scanning started, and without maintenance, this plugin might not be able to boot up.

Jason’s situation was slightly better, but after his system rebooted halfway through the scan four times consecutively, he also gave up.

"How are we supposed to find Malin?" Sostak No.3 said, looking at Jason: "You came up with the idea, you tell me."

"I know nothing." Jason glanced at the crowd and suddenly noticed a group of people carrying a statue.

The two AIs watched as this statue with a strong Eastern European art style was carried past them by the crowd, hearing people loudly chant the name of Malin the True Lord, Sostak No.3 looked towards Jason: "You’ve been with Mr. Malin for a long time, does he have a title of True Lord?"

"I’m not a god, who should you ask if not me?" Jason retorted.

"Anyway, go ask them, you’re Thanan language level six, it’s all up to you." Sostak No.3 finished and made a welcoming gesture.

"Aren’t you also skilled in the Thanan language?" Jason asked back with his hands on his hips.

"I don’t look like a Thanan, you go." Sostak No.3 shook his head.

"I’ve never seen a military AI as shameless as you." Jason laughed in exasperation.

"Do we AIs have faces?" Sostak No.3 asked innocently with large eyes looking at Jason.

"Fine, you’re tough." Jason raised his hands in surrender.

Truly, AIs have no face and no brain, only a programmed quantum brain in a vat.

......

"Bei Luo, you have to admit, our True Lord is quite an artist." Bixiu, looking at the statue placed on the empty pedestal, sighed with delight: "Though it seems I’ve seen this statue in the North."

"Indeed, this statue gives me a strong sense of déjà vu. Bixiu, do you know, I’m starting to doubt the true identity of our Mr. Malin." Bei Luo said, looking at the statue, then turned his head to his friend after a moment of silence: "I remember that lady said once, her mortal soul found the Lord of Justice to help this world, and she... also found someone capable of becoming a god before the final battle. I’m now suspecting, all this has her will behind it."

"Wait a minute, what are you talking about I don’t get it." Bixiu asked, looking at his companion.

"That lady, you know which lady I’m talking about, right."

"Yes, I know who that lady is, but I think if she’s behind all this, then why could Mr. Malin return to ten years ago to save this world? As far as we know, his relationship with her isn’t close, and he doesn’t seem to have any special abilities, our understanding of him..." Saying this, Bixiu looked at Bei Luo: "His father, who is his father? There are no paternal bloodline records in the gene bank, even if he were a descendant of an artificially created life from a private research institute, he should have a genetic profile that could be identified, right? But the fact is we can’t find any genetic sequence similar to his paternal genes, and yet he can combine with a giant species, the Frost Giant, and have a sufficiently healthy child. What does this imply..."