Chapter 83 Ai Technology On The Battlefield

• That night, after the phone call, I threw myself back into work. The blue glow of the computer screen cast long shadows across my face. My AI model was nearly complete—just one last series of tests remained. By the time I finalized the last parameter, it was already nine in the evening. The code pulsed softly, almost like a living thing, and for the first time that night, my mind cleared a little.
• Then Joe called.
• “Want to go out for a walk?” His voice carried a hint of a smile, like he knew exactly what I needed.