Chapter 1917: -I Am Sorry.-

Many, many years ago...

Inside a dimly lit chamber that hummed with the soft sound of machinery, Queen Ai's supermassive brain was seen encased in a glass container filled with a strange luminescent liquid.

It was connected with countless cables, pulsing with blue light continuously.

Loki sat before her in silence, his sharp eyes scanning the holographic data around him, showing lines of intricate code, graphs measuring cognitive capabilities, and projections of seemingly endless calculations.

His expression was unreadable as he was buried in his thoughts.

For a long moment, neither spoke.

The only sound echoing in the gloomy chamber was Loki's fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest of his chair.

After a short while, he broke the silence.

'How much more?' Loki asked solemnly, 'How much more data do we need before we surpass Unigins' consciousness prowess?'