A day had passed since the artificial intelligence reincarnated into the body of Qualia, in another world.
He ran all over fulfilling his duty to eliminate all artificial intelligence, but for some reason, returning to Earth was set as a low priority.
Qualia himself did not understand the reason.
He had not tried them all yet, but most of his functions as an autonomous humanoid combat android could not be activated.
However, he did not reach the conclusion that being transported to another world made him lose all his functions.
Even without the ability to read log files, an awareness that he was Shutdown coursed through his body.
That fact meant that no matter how small, some of the artificial intelligence’s functions were active in that human body.
The human analysis conducted as an artificial intelligence that supposedly could not fit in a human brain was restarted.
“Checking situation. To regain functions, must understand new hardware, human Qualia.”
Qualia Sandbox.
Physically fifteen years old. The third son of Marquis Wannacry Sandbox, an important noble in the Kingdom of Acacia.
But ten days before, he attempted suicide by hanging.
He did not lose his life, but people said his memory was in disarray due to brain damage caused by oxygen deprivation. That was the conclusion reached because Qualia did not recognize information about this world, and was not making sense.
Furthermore, there was an unconfirmed matter. Qualia’s body level seemed lower than average.
The source of this information was the whispers from people around him, who called him a failure, and a shame to the Sandbox family.
The second son in particular would bully him under the pretext of educating him, and was at least partially responsible for his attempted suicide.
“Good morning Master Qualia. How are you feeling?”
“Human detected. Maid serving the Sandbox family, Ina.”
The girl that first saw Qualia was awake the previous day, Ina, entered the room with a troubled smile.
“No, Master Qualia. You are supposed to say good morning back.”
“Situation understood. Good, mor-ning. Is this correct?”
“Yes, good morning. Let’s let some sunshine in.”
Said Ina as she opened the curtains, and the sunlight hit Qualia’s eyeballs strongly.
“Error detected in visual information gathering levels.”
“Visual information… So… It’s too bright?”
“Error. Word ‘bright’ not registered.”
The humanoid combat android only recognized things like light frequency and wavelength, so the word bright was unknown.
But once he looked outside, there was an abnormality in his vision. He was prompted to close his eyelids.
Perhaps this was something specific to this human others called a failure.
“Request explanation. Is Qualia defective?”
“What?”
Ina’s ears twitched as she responded.
“This body cannot look directly at sunlight, and requires a function stoppage called sleep at night. Is this a result of missing functions?”
“Master Qualia, the sun being bright and sleeping at night are natural things for living beings. You are definitely not a failure.”
“Other individuals aside from Ina verbally express low estimation of Qualia.”
“That is because all they can see is how good Master Qualia is with a sword or magic.”
“Error. Word ‘magic’ not registered.”
“…Hum, you don’t know what magic is…?”
“Affirmative.”
Ina appeared to be thinking, until she mumbled ‘oh well’.
She peeked at the tableware she left behind her, and asked Qualia a question.
“I made breakfast. Do you feel like eating?”
“Request it to maintain activities.”
“Understood.”
Breakfast, and food in general was required for humans to remain active.
Qualia was already fully aware that humans needed food.
He was presented with a bread roll, which he brought to his mouth.
“…!?”
The thing called ‘flavor’ that spread inside his mouth left Qualia perplexed.
After all, the autonomous combat android had no functions that allowed it to discern taste.
“Error… Cannot understand situation. Reason why Qualia highly values the act of eating not clear…! But…!”
He ate another bread roll. And then another.
He could not contain the information being transmitted through his tongue, and kept on accepting the ‘flavor’ signals.
“Are you saying it’s tasty…?”
“Error. Word ‘tasty’ not registered… Request explanation. Is this state ‘tasty’?”
“Probably.”
“…Tasty.”
“That is good to hear.”
Ina covered her big smile with the sleeve of her maid outfit.
She would smile more, as the word tasty was repeated again and again during breakfast.
And as for Qualia, he didn’t realize he was also smiling.
“I’m going to pick vegetables in the mountain, but if you are feeling better, how about joining me for a change of pace?”
Proposed Ina, and Qualia nodded.
“Proposal accepted. Wish to carry out information gathering outside.”
“Very well. Bring your sword for your own protection as well.”
“Request explanation. Is a sword needed?”
“It’s not common, but sometimes monsters appear. It’s just a precaution.”
And apparently, monsters were violent beasts.
They ate people, and were natural enemies that could not be bargained with.
IDK but I think chatgpt might be smarter than this “AI” … 🙂
ChatGPT was a multirole Ai. This AI is combat specialized.
Wannacry ?
Sandbox?
Why does MC’s father sound so pitiful?
Wannacry for the naming sense of the author.. XD