But the other possibility was a slap to the face. How could it be? How could she be… an AI!
Lu Jia'er went back to her bedroom after greeting Amy upon returning to her apartment.
She locked her bedroom door and stepped in front of the full-length mirror mounted on her closet. Slowly, she took off all her clothes. She examined herself in the mirror. She had a nice hour-glass figure with smooth, fair skin. Starting from her neck and shoulders, she reached out and stroked every single inch of her skin, attempting to locate that so-called switch found on AI.
However, Lu Jia'er's search yielded nothing. Next, much like what the female characters would do in the movies, she pinched the skin around the waist with quite a bit of strength. But, instead of lifting up any skin, the pain made her frown.
Lu Jia'er stared into the mirror again. She was not convinced that she was an AI because she could find all the characteristics of an average female on her.
