Chapter 940 The Cultivation Ranks in Anicane
The hologram in the shape of a beautiful blonde woman glowed for a moment, as if she had advanced to a new level, before she kneeled down next to Vicente dressed as a maid.
"Master, Prisiche is at your disposal to do whatever you wish," she said, perfectly imitating the Lamia's voice and even some manners of such a creature from the Polaris Realm.
Vicente looked at the woman kneeling next to him, wondering if she was imitating the seductive and attentive part of the Lamia's personality, or if they programmed this artificial intelligence that way.
But he wouldn't feel provoked by an artificial being, especially after everything he had experienced before coming to Anicane.
"What can you do for me? By the way, why does this sect use artificial intelligences like you?" Vicente asked while looking at the books in the library area of the house.
Prisiche replied. "I can do many things for you, master. I can keep the house organized, dispose of garbage, buy supplies, materials of all kinds, books, plan things for you, in short, there are so many things that I couldn't possibly tell you in a single conversation. You can try to give me an order and I'll tell you if I can do it for you.
As for your second question, the sect doesn't have enough members to advise newcomers like you, so that job is usually left to artificial intelligences.
Not only that, but the Light Cay is a very advanced realm compared to the Polaris Realm. I may seem special to you, but every resident of the Light Cay is accompanied by some kind of AI. The best placed on our great island even have advanced versions in their own brains. Some call it a system."
"Interesting." Vicente murmured as he looked at Prisiche, unable to shake the feeling that this hologram was as real as the Lamia who had stayed behind to advise Nina and Lauren.
"I'm flattered." Prisiche blushed, even imitating the breathing of a living being, while her tone seemed genuinely moved.
This made him fall silent, seeing many differences in this artificial intelligence compared to the artificial life he had created in his artifacts in the Polaris Realm.
As much as Vicente had created life in Polaris Realm, these armors and weapons had fake intellectual levels. They could talk, make decisions, plan things, but basically they were just mimicking what he had taught them. Prisiche, on the other hand, seemed much more complex, almost as if she were perfect.
With that in mind, he asked. "Can you tell me how the Nine Paths..."
Even before Vicente had finished formulating his question, Prisiche stood up from where she was kneeling and advised him. "No, I can't. That's something my master should not try to know until he is stronger than my creator. This is sensitive information that could lead to problems for you, me, and everyone in the Light Cay."
Even though it wasn't what he wanted, Vicente got something more than he had ever gotten from Primrose.
Prisiche hadn't given him any new information, but she had given him a goal, a mission, before he got any closer to this important issue.
Those who aren't used to mana usually have a hard time adjusting, and are often forced to start their cultivations over when they get here. The good news is that they can do this in a fraction of the time it took them to reach their level, and many are even stronger afterwards.
Anyway, given the wide variety of origins of the creatures that arrive in Anicane, there are many half-breeds of different races, half-breeds of half-breeds, and so on. The diversity in Anicane is really great, so I wouldn't be surprised if I were you."
"And all these beings cannot return to their planes?" He asked.
"Yes, that's the case. There are no exceptions... I'm sorry."
She saw the regret in his eyes, but continued to answer him. "There are over 10,000 planes associated with Anicane. Some even say there are 10,000 times that number. Others simply think that there is a time difference between our plane and the others, which would explain why we always receive newcomers from different places."
This worried Vicente because he didn't want there to be something that would make him live for a few days while his companions in the Polaris Realm would live for decades or centuries. Such a thing would end his mission completely!
Prisiche said, understanding what he had in mind, "But don't think too much about it. These are just rumors without proof. If there was a time distortion, it wouldn't have taken the sect a million years to get their first native of the Polaris Realm. There must be another explanation for the constant arrival of new beings in Anicane."
"I see. Thank you for your concern." He sighed and sat down with a set of books he wanted to read.
Prisiche probably knew everything in the books of this house. But he wanted to read some things for himself. Besides, all the talking had stressed him out, and he wanted some silence.
'My mission here seems to be much more complicated than I thought. Not being able to travel outside the city, being part of a sect, not being able to ask questions, and cultivation ranks that are bigger than I imagined are just problems with no sign of answers.
Lauren and Nina are in trouble, but I have to stay here, in a room, reading...'
He felt terrible in this situation, preferring to be tortured than to endure it without being able to act.
But he was experienced enough to know that studying this place and learning about the area while his body stopped absorbing mana beyond his control was the best he could do.
Unfortunately, he had to slow down his frantic war pace and take things one step at a time again.
It was difficult. But he had one great goal in mind!
To see his family again!
'It'll take a while, Annie, but I'll make it,' he thought before he opened the first book he would read in this place.R/ê/Ad lateSt ch/a/pters at nô(v)e(l)bin/.c/o//m Only