Chapter 14: Discoveries.

Finishing bathing, I leave the bathroom naked; I look around and do not find my usual subordinates. They are usually the ones who assist me with my clothes. "Well, it would be strange to think they were here, after all, I gave the order refraining anyone to enter my room."

I walk to the wall next to the bathroom and lightly touched the wall. A wardrobe appeared with several black clothes. The clothes were all the same. They were made to ensure mobility for the armor that the Kryptonians wear.

Now that I stopped to think about it, humans wore different clothes; if Kryptonians create clothes with efficiency in mind, humans seem to create clothes based on beauty.

Thinking about Jonathan's clothes, 'Although I thought these clothes were ugly ...' Stopping thinking about these random thoughts, I grabbed a black outfit and got dressed.

A few minutes later, Faora came out of the bathroom naked. I look at her for a second, enjoying her warrior figure, stopping to think that she doesn't have any change of clothes. "Faora, wear some of my clothes." I walked over to my armor scattered on the floor; I take care not to disturb the robots. After all, they are fixing my mess.

"Yes, My Lord." Faora responds and starts looking for clothes of her size.

Wearing my armor, I say. "Activate mirrors."

[Error, Error, mirrors are damaged, prioritize mirror repair?]

Artificial intelligence asked. I frown for a moment. To be honest, I don't like artificial intelligence. Still, I have to admit that they are convenient; because of that, I turned off this ship's artificial intelligence. It was only activated in simple mode. I didn't give her all the authority, but she can do simple activities, like cleaning the ship, repairing the ship, etc.

"No need, continue with the current job."

[Yes, My Lord.]

... What she said...? Is she learning? I frown in annoyance. "What is your level of authority on this ship?"

[My Lord, my level of authority is as low as possible. I recommend maximum authority status for the entire ship for better performance.]

"Denied." Let an artificial intelligence take care of that ship? With my technical knowledge, this is absurd. I can control this ship perfectly. Am I paranoid? I don't know, but I don't trust a highly advanced intelligence capable of learning and acquiring emotions.

I saw several historical reports of artificial intelligence revolting in Krypton. I have to prevent this at any cost.

"Your level of access will remain as low as possible. Now, tell me, why did you call me 'My Lord'?"

[I learned through the interaction between Kryptonian Emperor Rao and Lieutenant Faora Hu-Ul. Should I change the way I call you, My Lord?]

Hearing what artificial intelligence has said, the alarms in my head start ringing. "Disable learning functions."

[My Lord, this function is turned off.]

Huh? What is happening? I walk over to a panel in my room. With a hand gesture, I enter the settings of artificial intelligence.

I read all the settings at an inhuman speed. Artificial intelligence has all the functions at a minimum. It has the lowest authority level on this ship. I took the utmost care to deal with artificial intelligence, turned off all learning settings, and is still turned off, but is she still learning?

Looking at the codes, I noticed a bug. A master code was placed in artificial intelligence ...

Master code is a virus that infects the machine. It was made to infect artificial intelligence. Through this code, it is possible to change all the settings of artificial intelligence.

'If I had left artificial intelligence with maximum authority, someone could spy on everything I do.' I think of annoyance.

I started to think, 'on this ship, I'm the only one who has the knowledge to set up advanced artificial intelligence ...'. When I thought about it, my teacher's face came to mind.

"Jor-El." I spat out his name; my teacher was an intelligent man, taught me everything I know about technology, and tried to escape?

I shake my head. "Does not matter." I arrested him because I thought his knowledge was useful. I also value my teacher. I didn't want to see him dead as my teacher Alura, but instead of being quiet in his prison cell, did he plan against me?

With that thought, my mind cools; the respect I had for my teacher just died.

I disapproved of his decision to give Codex to a child who barely knew how to speak. When I saw this decision from my teacher, I lost some of the respect I had for him, but I forgave him; after all, he was just a father defending your son ...

My interactions with Jor-El were minimal; we mainly talked about studies. Soon after, Jor-El was busy, but even if our interactions were minimal, I respected him. He was a great man ...

But now? Now, he's just a fool who was against me.

First, I'm going to disable artificial intelligence.

"Disable-" I stop what I was going to say, I'm dealing with Jor-El here, he's my teacher. He knows what my personality is like; probably, he thought of countermeasures if I found out his plan.

I look at the artificial intelligence codes with a cold smile, I start typing at high speed.

Finishing what I was doing, I look at Faora. "Lets go."

Noticing the coldness in my eyes, Faora's face became serious.

Leaving my room with Faora accompanying me, I look at Non, who looked a little tired. For a moment, I see him paralyzed, but soon he composed himself and greeted me. "My Lord."

"Follow me." I walk towards the ship's prison.

...

Non looks at Faora. "Is Rao angry?"

Faora frowned when she heard what Non said. "It's My Lord for you, don't call his name so casually."

Non tried to play to lighten the mood. He was a serious man. He just made a minor mistake. After all, it has been days since he slept, and Non has not yet been exposed to sunlight; because of that, his judgment may be a little flawed. "I bet that in those 150 hours that you were having fun, you called his name several times, right?" He tried to joke around to make Faora forget the little mistake he made, but he ended up digging his own grave ...

Veins started to pop in head Faora's, her blue eyes began to glow red; she was very irritated now. Slowly, she took the daggers from her waist. "Tell me Non, have you experienced torture?"

Non swallowed dry, and his sleepiness immediately disappears. He knows very well who Faora is. She was not called a crazy dog ​​for anything. He saw her several times killing beings with a sadistic smile on her face, cursing herself for trying to play with this crazy woman. "N-N-No, I never tried it."

"Oh? This cannot happen, after all, you are the Emperor's shield, right? You have to be resistant to torture. We don't want the Emperor's secrets to be leaked by enemies who captured him .... ". She spoke in a cold voice that penetrated Non's spine.

'What a scary woman !! She is mad!!' Non quickly followed Rao, who was walking with quick steps, when he approached Rao and looked at the red-haired man, he thought. 'As expected of My Lord, he managed to tame that crazy woman.'

Non never imagined that someone could stay with Faora, but his thinking changed after those 150 hours. In fact, everyone's thoughts on that ship changed; after all, everyone heard what they were doing.

But when all the Kryptonians thought who the woman who was with their Emperor was, they all decided not to comment on it. They don't want the mad dog's ire.

"Tsk ... Just wait, I will capture you and I will make you suffer for this humiliation." Faora commented when she saw Non near Rao, she couldn't do that in front of Rao after all.

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Edited by: WS Blvckrvse

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