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The "Life Data Optimization Plan" loomed large for the next three months. The top ten names were all organ transplant specialists from various hospitals.
"She wants to control the entire organ transplant system..."
Before I could finish my sentence, the computer screen suddenly went black. Moments later, a line of blood-red letters appeared:
"Unauthorized access detected, initiating ultimate purge program."
"Not good!" Old Ma shouted, "She's remotely deleting the data!"
At that moment, the system popped up a new interface:
"Original predictive parameters incorrect, recalculating..."
We watched in horror as the countdown on the screen changed. The previously displayed "3 hours 47 minutes" was abruptly reset to:
"Emergency correction: Target acquisition core data detected, threat level elevated, initiating contingency plan."
"Final prediction: Target elimination time - 60 minutes."
The cold numbers flickered on the screen. I stared at that line, suddenly recalling the look in my father's eyes before he passed away. At that time, I thought it was an accident; now I understood—perhaps he had faced a similar countdown.
"The situation is worse than we imagined." Old Ma's voice trembled, "The AI System is adjusting in real-time; it considers you more dangerous than anticipated..."
On the screen, all our names were listed prominently, and beside mine flashed a glaring red mark:
"Highest threat, priority elimination."
"Forty-two minutes left." Old Ma stared intently at the countdown on the screen. "The police are on their way, but..."
"We don't have time." I quickly backed up the decrypted data. "The purge command for the AI System has already been issued; we must act immediately."
Suddenly, a request for encrypted communication popped up on the computer. Sender: Chen Ci.
"Should we accept it?" Mr. Li asked.
I nodded. Chen Ci's face appeared on the screen, looking much older than the last time we met. "I'm sorry to meet this way, but we don't have much time."
"Is it because of the purge command you set?"
She shook her head. "No, it's because this body is about to give out. The Fourth Organ Transplant failed; the rejection reaction is stronger than expected."
I glared at the screen. "So you're just going to let the AI System continue killing?"
"You're too naive." Her voice was laced with exhaustion. "Do you think the imbalance in the Organ Transplant Market is coincidental? How many powerful figures are waiting behind the scenes? The AI System is merely selecting the 'most reasonable' matching options..."
"By orchestrating accidental deaths?"
"This isn't death; it's rebirth." Her eyes suddenly gleamed with fervor. "Every organ can continue life in a new body. And the AI System is just calculating how to maximize its value."
At that moment, I noticed the display screen behind her. It showed data from the Global Life Data Exchange Network, and some of the largest nodes were prominent medical institutions known worldwide.
"Twenty-seven minutes," Old Ma reminded me.
I quickly saved the screenshot. "You say this is to save lives, but in reality, you are only serving the powerful. Those wealthy individuals and politicians waiting for organs..."
"You are mistaken," she interrupted me. "My experiments have never been for them. Haven't you noticed? The final organs all go into a special database."
I swiftly pulled up the relevant documents. When I saw the name of that database, I couldn't help but gasp, "Life Optimization Plan..."
"That's right." Her voice carried a hint of madness. "Every organ selected by the AI is perfectly calculated. We are not creating Donors; we are creating superhumans..."
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