spiritual scholar

command level

"Rosalie, is that android yours?" Su Xiao asked quietly, pointing at the android following them, "It looks pretty average. Is this your type?"

Hmm... It seems like she's at that age now. There are those kinds of androids on the market too. And she's out here with it...

But this taste is terrible, not even as handsome as me.

"What are you thinking about!" Rosalie angrily smacked the ice cream cone against Su Xiao's forehead.

As expected of a practitioner, her control is impressive. The cone hit his forehead without knocking off a single scoop of the layered ice cream.

Rosalie glanced at the following "android" and frowned slightly, "He seems to be from the same train car as me. I didn't pay much attention to him before because a lot of people were staring at me..."

Hearing this, Su Xiao became alert. His right hand quickly tapped the virtual keyboard in the air.

In the chat window:

Fat Cat: He used the android channel when he came out. Fat Cat: He doesn't look like an android. Knight Princess: He doesn't look like an android; his movements are human-like.

Knight Princess: There's something suspicious. Should we stop him and ask?

The two stood still, warily watching the "android" approaching them.

Unexpectedly, the "android" spoke first.

"Miss Luo, could I have your autograph?" The "android" smiled, speaking in unaccented Mandarin.

"What kind of android asks for an autograph?" Su Xiao said, glancing upward.

His augmented reality glasses detected his line of sight and automatically activated the corresponding function, saving operation time in a user-friendly manner.

Su Xiao's gaze focused on a scan icon at the top right of the glasses' display.

Androids have QR codes on their cheeks, which can be scanned to reveal various information about them.

A stream of information unfolded before Su Xiao, displaying a personal information form: Organization Name: Human 007 Identity Code: MICHN000182411124567X ...

Human Rights Protection Association website: ...

...

Su Xiao's lip twitched. Damn, are you kidding me?

The android's identity code should start with the manufacturer's name in English. What company is MICHN? The following three digits are the android's model number, the lowest being 001. What's with 000? After that is the manufacturing date with four different digits and an English symbol. 1824? You could make androids in 1824? Why not conquer Leviathan while you're at it?

The "android" smiled and tore off the QR code sticker on its cheek:

"I'm from the Human Rights Protection Association. This sticker is for our association's promotion, reminding humans that they are just a more advanced form of biochemical androids."

There's such an association?

Before Rosalie and Su Xiao could speak, the "android" continued:

"You can scan the QR code on my cheek. It will lead to our association's website, our official WeChat account, and our news channel..."

"Miss Luo, I noticed you on the train and thought your image would be perfect for our association's promotion. Strong on the outside but soft on the inside, just like humans—androids are the same..."

"Humans enslaving androids is no different from how slave owners treated black people a hundred years ago. Back then, white people also believed black people were just mindless animals, even tools. This attitude towards androids is very similar. Our nation should not follow the same path..."

Su Xiao's scalp tingled as he listened. He quickly said, "Stop! STOP!"

"Don't continue, I'll give you an autograph," Rosalie said. "Do you need pen and paper or virtual paper?"

"You can sign my bubble. It's a joint statement. The more people sign, the louder our voice will be, making more people aware..."

"In the near future, humans will abandon their flesh bodies, transferring their souls into android-like bodies, becoming a new generation of synthetic beings. The new humans will thank you for speaking up now!"

"Can you leave your identity code on the signature? A real-name signature will amplify the voice even more."

This "android" was speaking passionately, but its demands were becoming increasingly excessive.

"No identity code," Su Xiao reminded Rosalie, worried she might be tricked.

"Okay." Rosalie nodded, telling the "android," "I'll just sign my name."

The "android" looked disappointed but continued to persuade.

Suddenly, the scene before Su Xiao rippled, and a notification popped up on his glasses.

One message after another followed.

"Connection to the external network interrupted. Attempting to reconnect."

"Reconnection failed. Emergency risk level elevated to blue."

"Clearing mind spell activated automatically. Personal computer power rapidly depleting. Remaining power: 96%."

"Attempting to connect to satellite signal and emergency base station."

"Connection failed. Emergency risk level elevated to orange."

"Attempting to establish a spiritual magnetic location, checking the surrounding environment..."

"Confirming environmental anomalies."

"Emergency risk level elevated to red."

"Hongjun reminds you to seek emergency shelter immediately."

"Seek emergency shelter immediately!"

Su Xiao's expression changed drastically. Not only him but Rosalie and the "android" also looked alarmed.

They had all received notifications from their personal computers!

Rosalie immediately dropped her ice cream and suitcase, sticking close to Su Xiao. One hand was on her sword hilt, the other on Su Xiao's shoulder.

Rosalie instantly took a protective stance by Su Xiao.

Su Xiao also stepped back, warily watching the "android."

"Why are you looking at me! I'm not a monster!" the "android" protested.

Su Xiao ignored him and told Rosalie:

"There was a warning from divination practitioners about an emergency risk today."

"Let's gather the nearby people first. I'll try to set up a local network using catalyst magic."

Rosalie nodded and shouted to the few anxious passersby on the road:

"I am a practitioner of Zhongxia! Come to me!"

The "android" also became serious and shouted, "I am also a practitioner of Zhongxia, gather here!"

The "android" turned to Rosalie and Su Xiao: "According to the Emergency Law, in such situations, someone must take temporary command."

"My command level is 6. Miss Luo, what's yours?" The "android" displayed an ID through augmented reality glasses, showing his name: Feng Liping.

Below was a section showing his command level.

Command Level: 6

Feng Liping spoke with a hint of pride, even a bit of showing off.

Command levels represent the extent of training, knowledge, and power a practitioner possesses, indicating their potential strength.

Rosalie looked surprised. She lowered her face-covering mask to cover her entire face.

"Level 5," Rosalie replied.

"Good, then you'll follow my lead." The fake android Feng Liping told Rosalie and the nearby gathered civilians, his mouth curving slightly upward.

"Wait a minute," Su Xiao suddenly spoke up.

"My command level is 9. I'll take command."