Tactical Combat Training (I)
Arnold didn't know whether to laugh or cry after the system made that statement. At the same time, he was mad, going crazy...
He was confused, too, having to think that the system was only doing him "good."
"I... I don't..."
[You have to begin the training now!]
The system didn't give Arnold a space to speak, knowing what the youngster had in mind. He knew that he had been ruled by friendship emotions, and he couldn't just let that happen...
"Do you even have feelings?" Arnold just couldn't help but ask after that command from the system. "I guess, no. It's clear that you are just like an AI."
Arnold had a grim look on his face.
[I'm not an AI... I am a system. They are two different things.]
"You kept acting like an AI. One who doesn't have social feelings or even understand its host. Those guys were my friends, yet you want me to give cold shoulders at them."