In the interstellar era, the Illuminati's divine envoy Mo Zhen dominates the world. He has the ability to control others and is the most terrifying shadow of the empire.
But no one knows that such a terrible messenger lives every day by remembering the dead Bai Yueguang Jinghe.
My friend Yuan Sen advised: If you can't get what you want now, why bother living by your imagination every day.
Mo Zhen nodded, yes, why rely on imagination alone. You help me make an artificial intelligence like her.
The bald Yuan Sen could only find an outsourcer to deal with it. Unexpectedly, this artificial intelligence was surprisingly easy to use. It was just like Bai Yueguang himself.
Jing He, who faked his death, said: It is indeed Bai Yueguang's original light. It's so easy to cheat with your money.
Jing He was accidentally mistaken for an artificial intelligence, and was even packaged as a saint by Mo Tu. But Jing He, who gradually revealed his true nature, aroused the suspicion of the divine envoy and also attracted the attention of Zhao State General Wei Qichen.
The angel suppressed his anger: As a saint of the Illuminati, you cannot ride a motorcycle to chase mercenaries. This is not in line with your status.
Jing He: Why not? Is it because the sponsors of the Illuminati are all cars?
Wei Qichen: You have something. If you want to come under my command, it's up to you.
Jing He cursed: That's not what you said when you beat me on the battlefield.
Concept: Even if they have superpowers that can stir up the world, they become ordinary people in the face of love.