Chapter 72: Terror Live (Part 9)
"An ambulance! Quick, call 120!" The director's face turned deathly pale, but in the time it took him to react, the staff member who had collapsed was already beyond saving. His breathing seemed to have stopped entirely. Everyone was shocked.
"Director, I can't get through on my phone!" someone frantically shouted. The director grabbed his own phone and tried to make a call, only to find his line had also gone dead. He swallowed hard and immediately commanded, "Everyone, keep trying! Call out as soon as any line connects."
A suffocating unease hung thick in the air. Everyone's complexion grew grim as they desperately dialed their phones.
But...
"Did anyone manage to get through?" someone asked in a trembling voice. The answer was dead silence throughout the room. The staff exchanged worried glances, and an increasingly oppressive atmosphere began to take hold.
"Why did he suddenly collapse?" The director forced himself to remain composed. "He fell right after mentioning 文士. Quick, is the programmer from R Company here? Do you know what's happening with 文士 right now?"
"文士 has malfunctioned." The answer came from a young man wearing glasses. "I don't know exactly what's going on either. When we originally designed it, we intended to make it an artificial intelligence, but for certain reasons, we ultimately abandoned that plan."
"However... it now seems to have developed its own consciousness."
"I don't know why, but this situation is truly dangerous. Because 文士 is the most sophisticated program we've ever designed, its level exceeds any other code we've created. If 文士 loses control..."
"I don't know what might happen..."