As an AI engineer, I implanted 99 failed archives of love games into the newly developed "emotion simulation chip", and then transplanted it into the brain of my old enemy, the boss.
From then on, the coldest man in the city began to perform crazy love talks, begging in the rain, and forced kisses... Every time the car overturned, the background data skyrocketed.
And my revenge plan is simple: let him taste all the rejection.
Until the system alerts: "Warning: The target has awakened self-awareness and is invading your heart in reverse."
He blocked me in the laboratory, with incalculable heat in his eyes: "The chip only taught me how to lose, but it didn't teach me how to stop loving you."
Concept: When the code learns to move, the first thing to take seriously is the programmer. Who is whose guinea pig?
Intention: When the algorithm learns to lose control, the programmer is the first to be moved.