Her fingers had already clenched the bedsheet.
It's always like this; the system clearly knows a lot, but it insists on waiting for her to speak before revealing anything.
This feeling of being kept in suspense drives her to extreme irritation.
The system solemnly said, "You didn't ask. I can only wait for you to speak; otherwise, even if I make a sound, you wouldn't hear it."
It's not that it can't speak, but rather it can't speak actively.
This is the setting, the iron law, the boundary of its existence.
So, even though her heart is in turmoil.
If she doesn't voice the question, it won't say another word.
This truth really couldn't be refuted.
Selene completely gave up reasoning with it, not bothering to engage.
She turned over and buried her face in the pillow.
Forget it, reasoning with an AI is as unrealistic as expecting a stone to bloom.
She closed her eyes, no longer paying attention to the light screen suspended in the air.
