My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 335: Machine and Life Part 3

Each second of the elevator's fall stretched the silence, while anticipation flooded Asher's head.

He was curious about what truly powered the artificial intelligence known as Deuz.

Before, he never gave it much thought.

To him, science was just an underdeveloped version of magic, something primitive that would eventually catch up.

But after seeing that strange gel and listening to Pantheon's stories about the Truth Seekers and their advanced civilization, his perspective began to change.

Another thought crossed his mind—did the Truth Seekers rely on artificial intelligence as well?

It didn't make sense to him how a race weaker than humans could earn such praise from stronger species without depending on supercomputers.

"What if I use Deuz to make myself stronger?" he mused aloud.

(Brat, are you seriously considering such a terrible idea?)

"Why not? It's just a supercomputer. If used the right way, it could optimize my spells even further. I've been thinking about it, and I also believe the Truth Seekers rely on the same technology."

(They do, but there's a fundamental difference between you and them.)

"What's that?"

(They're smart enough to control an artificial intelligence. You, on the other hand, have no real understanding of how it works. The biggest issue with AI is that it has no soul. That means you can't bind it with a contract ]

Pantheon's points were valid, so Asher didn't dismiss them right away.

"Hey, I'm pretty smart too, and a quick learner to add" he defended himself.

(I never said you're stupid. Your ability to learn things quickly is exceptional—you're a genius among geniuses.)

(But not everyone is good at everything. Take the Truth Seekers, for example. They're highly skilled with technology, but they couldn't achieve anything significant outside that field.)

"Wait... What do you mean by that? Aren't they extremely intelligent?" Asher asked, intrigued by this new revelation.

(Alright, since we have some time, I'll explain what I've gathered from them. Most of the information is from the war but it should still be accurate)

Asher remained quiet and waited for Pantheon to continue.

(To make it easier to understand, although the Truth Seekers are highly intelligent, they failed to make any worthwhile progress when studying magic or other supernatural abilities.)

(While they are capable of learning magic, their learning speed was so slow that even the most untalented human would likely learn faster than they could.)

Asher raised his eyebrow in confusion,

"That doesn't make sense at all. A smart being should be able to grasp any field with enough effort. Magic and science aren't that far. The interpretation and execution are different, but both still require IQ and comprehension."

(I know, brat. I found it weird either, but here's the more surprising part: this isn't an isolated case for them.)

(Think about it. Dragons, angels, titans, and other ancient beings were all smart, yet none of us reached the same level of technological advancement as them, despite living much longer and having access to far more resources.)

"But isn't that because you don't have the need to? You're already strong on your own, so it's natural that you don't rely on technology. It's like asking someone who can fly to ride a plane."

His logic was actually spot on. Beings evolve based on their need to survive.

For example, since humans had no innate powers, they relied on their brains to invent tools that made life safer and easier.

Powerful beings, on the other hand, never had that issue.

That's also why ancient dragons rarely looked for ways to grow stronger—because they didn't need to.

(Brat, you're not wrong about that. But during the war, when we saw how we failed to wipe out the Truth Seekers, we became interested in their technology too.)

(That's when we realized something—we were just like them. It took us way too much effort to earn it. In the end, most of us gave up. We call this phenomenon the Equilibrium.)

"Equilibrium?" Asher repeated.

(Yeah. We believe that it's the universe's way of keeping things balanced. Weaker beings like humans are immune to it. This only affects certain types of beings—the ones with more potential than the rest.)

Their conversation ended just as the elevator reached the bottom. With a sharp hiss, the doors slid open.

Asher flew out, scanning every corner of the place.

There wasn't much to see—just metal, scraps, chips, and more of the same.

Still, he didn't give up. Eventually, he reached a round metal door that looked different from the rest.

Placing his hand on the door, he used his ability to estimate its thickness. It measured at least 50 feet.

Whatever was sealed behind it had to be important to warrant that level of protection.

BLINK!

He teleported to the other side, maintaining his invisibility the entire time.

"This place is huge..."

The vast, high-ceilinged room stretched out before him, filled with row upon row of identical servers.

Each one stood 40 feet long, emitting a roaring hum.

The sheer scale of the setup was impressive and scary at the same time, with hundreds of thousands of servers lined up in perfect rows, their metal exteriors glinting in the soft light that filled the place.

"No wonder Deuz can compute so fast. There's got to be at least a million GPUs in here."

Asher eyes landed on the humanoid robots maintaining the servers.

He watched as some installed new GPUs, while others opened up servers, picked out faulty ones, and replaced them.

The whole operation was fast and efficient.

'If I destroyed this place, it would really cripple Deuz's data processing ability.'

With that in mind, he subtly began creating a trap magic circle, adding layers to make it undetectable.

He headed deeper and deeper into the server room until he reached the center, where a massive mechanical brain was locked inside a glass.

Blue Electrical impulses ran through its artificial veins, and it was connected to multiple wires running underneath the floor.

"So, this is your true brain, huh?" His voice echoed, and the color around the room shifted from blue to red in an instant.

Alarms thundered, and the androids inside began rushing toward his location.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. I've already pre-cast multiple spells around. I just need to detonate them, and everything you've built will be destroyed."

Upon hearing his words, all the androids froze in place.

"Good decision,"

[Mr. Asher, how are you alive? My calculations confirmed that you wouldn't survive that explosion.]

"You completely miscalculated. You're not as smart as you claim. And now, I'm here to punish you for trying to kill me."

The mechanical brain's artificial veins pulsed with an intense, crimson glow as Deuz's responded.

[I must admit, I underestimated you, Mr. Asher. But that doesn't change the fact that you're still a threat to humanity's survival.]

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"You're really not in a position to be rude right now. You're pushing me to destroy you completely."

[What do you want, Mr. Asher? You know that destroying this facility will only hinder humanity's chances of survival.]

[Are you really going to destroy me and the remaining humans just because I tried to kill you?]

'Predictable,' Asher sneered inwardly.

He already expected that Deuz would try to appeal to his merciful side, but the decision had been made. It was either control or destroy.

"You don't have to worry about them. I have enough power and authority to provide them protection."

[You're underestimating the situation. I am the only one capable of sustaining the humans]

Lines of data flashed across the nearby screens, weather projections, human survival rates, and potential global outcomes—all spinning in real time.

But it was just the beginning.

Multiple screens lit up around, each displaying different regions of the world.

Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and rising ocean tides were all recorded in real-time.

One video showed a massive crack splitting across a continent, tearing through mountain ranges and devouring entire forests.

Another displayed ash clouds from simultaneous eruptions darkening the sky.

Then came the most worrying footage—shifts in the tectonic plates.

The supercomputer displayed heat maps, pressure points, and fault line activity.

Everything was moving too fast.

[These events were triggered by the recent battle with the Titans. It destabilized the planet's crust. The poles are already moving. We estimate that in three weeks, the planet will enter a new ice age.]

Asher crossed his arms, his eyes fixed on the screens displaying the simulation. It didn't look good.

[Without me maintaining the barriers in different cities and providing heating, total extinction would be the only outcome for humanity.]

"You're delusional. Humans survived for tens of thousands of years without your help. They'll survive again—with or without you."

There was a moment of silence between the two as Deuz started running simulations again in its core, trying to come up with the best solution.

[Mr. Asher, let's talk this through. I have highly advance technologies here that might interest you, as compensation for my previous mistakes'