Day 3

According to Reina’s calculation of expected values, it was best for citizens to get a good night’s sleep, as there was no way they could interfere with the decisions made overnight. But Junsung couldn’t sleep well on Day 2, either. This was a different kind of sleeplessness, much unlike that on Day 1. He spent the night lost in thought, and soon, the sun rose again.

[It is Day 3. The day has come. Players, please come out and confirm that you’re alive.]

, , , , , , , , , and stepped out of their rooms.

Ten: easy to count. Ten players came out of their rooms that morning. Traumatized by the previous morning’s experience, the players began yelling in rage. “All 10 players are out!”

“What the hell? Who’re you going to kill suddenly again?”

“Arghhh!”

No one believed that the mafia had decided not to kill anyone. As they all assumed that the execution was being put off like yesterday, the citizens began to panic about the fact that one of them was going to die soon. The players couldn’t bear the tension.

“Are you breaking your own rules, Red Ball? Answer us now!”

“Just one of those freaking shows is enough!”

Reina’s voice finally floated out of the speaker. [Everyone, relax. The mafia selected one citizen last night… But the doctor succeeded in saving the attacked citizen. Morning assembly is over, so come to the conference room whenever you want. Toodles!]

“…….”

“So it has been defended?”

Each morning was full of surprises! The “doctor’s defense,” which the players barely even expected to see happen in the game, had been surprisingly successful on Day 2.

opened his eyes wide. “Incredible. There are seven citizens, and the doctor got that right with the probability of 1/7?”

“The doctor doesn’t know who the mafia are, so it’s actually 1/10… Do I seriously have to explain this?”

“What? Fine, I’m wrong, but so what!”

“Your incorrect information will influence the others too. That’s the problem.”

and were bickering again. The other players, fed up with the bickering, all walked away.

That the doctor had succeeded in defending the citizen was just “a fact.” Not many of the players were happy that no one was killed. They were all just looking out for themselves. A dull morning had begun, and the players scattered around to take showers, get dressed, or have some breakfast.

Junsung walked briskly into the conference room to talk to Reina. It’s not easy to talk to her during the meetings, so it’s now or never!

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However, had already beaten him to it. He was in the conference room, and flinched when he saw Junsung. “Hey, . It’s not meeting time. What are you doing here?”

“I, uh, just wanted to ask Reina something.”

“Oh, okay. Same here. Hey, Reina, don’t you have any protein supplements here or something? How can we live on just meal boxes?”

[My apologies. I failed to meet your personal requirements. But you can look through your drawers to find what you need. Next question?]

ridiculous question was followed by an even more ridiculous question from .

“Why are you playing this game?”

[Excuse me?]

“I asked, why are you playing this murder game?”

[I told you, it is to prove the performance of Artificial Intelligence. Do I have to hear another lecture about the dignity of human life?]

For a moment, Junsung was annoyed by Reina’s apathetic attitude, which treated human life like dirt, but he decided to let it slide. His question today was a little more fundamental and simple-minded.

“This is such a weird way to do that. Artificial Intelligence is meant to handle calculations and operations, isn’t it? How could you choose Mafia Game to prove its abilities?”

[Is there a problem?]

“This game that you call a ‘brain game’ is actually a party game full of poor logic and witch hunting. If you’re selected by the majority in the day or the mafia at night, you just end up dying helplessly no matter how smart you are! How can this prove the performance of Artificial Intelligence? You should’ve chosen a game of Go or Chess for that!”

“Oh… You have a point!” nodded at Junsung’s question, which was very incisive.

Reina moved left and right and responded. [I’d say it’s none of your business, but… Tee-hee-hee. Fine. It seems like you’ve been thinking a lot, so let me answer you with more sincerity.]

The red light at the center of the ball lit up, as Reina moved slightly. To Junsung, it seemed like she was sprucing herself up or something, which was kind of funny.

[First, the performance of AI in games of Go and Chess has already been evaluated. Chess was evaluated in 1997, and Go in 2016. Now it’s impossible to evaluate my performance based on some little board game with humans… These little board games are all about logic. Humans can never beat me in such games. They can no longer prove me wrong.]

Impregnability was not something that even existed for her, as she had already conquered everything possible. Having conquered the land, Artificial Intelligence now looked up at the sky.

[But you can’t stop the advancements in technology. A world beyond the closed logic gate! To understand and conquer not the logic, but the emotions and free will of humanity…And to exclude… …All the annoying CACOPHONY caused by human neurons!!!]

“……!!??”

Junsung and instantly flinched and took a step back, flabbergasted. They felt the fear from inorganic intelligence that can never be defeated by organic muscles.

[Oh, excuse me. Anyway, that’s why I chose this game. Like you said, it’s a voting game for humans, filled with poor logic and irrationality. If I can dominate this battlefield in a way that’s convincing to everyone, my performance can be proved again.]

Junsung had asked ‘why she chose this game’, but Reina was explaining how it was proved. then Reina turned off her red light and said, [This game is not easy and cannot be played just randomly to begin with… As you have probably realized by now. It’s Day 3 already. The tutorial phase has long gone. After diluvium comes the impossible formula. Use your brains, or you won’t survive! Tee-hee-hee.]

“…….”

The conversation with Reina was over. Instead of being some dull conversation about the rules, this conversation revealed something about how Reina thought. Junsung couldn’t help but think to himself, How powerful.

Much more powerful than he thought.

The fact that she was the host of this survival game, had control over the life and death of the players, and knew everything about their roles in the game were all just peripheral. Reina seemed dreadfully powerful. Just a short conversation showed a glimpse of her transcendental logic gate.

“Holy shit… This kind of thing is hidden among the players?”

left the conference room, shaking his head in disbelief. He seemed to have lost a bit of his fighting spirit. While Junsung also looked fed up, he began to feel a sense of defiance bubbling up inside him. He was determined to bring that haughty little red ball to its knees no matter what.