I Was Only Supposed to Have an AI Read One Book | Let's Go

"[Prompt] You are a professional SF novel commentator. Please write a commentary in Japanese on the SF novel attached as a PDF, meeting the requirements below."

That day, there were two prompts ready. The second was called the Ultra-Concentrated Reading Machine.

The attached book was all images, so I could only read the beginning.

"You can do text recognition, right? Do it. All of it."

"So does this mean it can't recognize the text?"

I couldn't read it.

"How about this?"

I still couldn't read it.

"How about this?"

The rabbit gnaws on paper it can't read. Whether it can read it has nothing to do with gnawing.

"Like, with vertical text like this, it seems to recognize it with spaces between every character. What am I supposed to do?"

"What am I supposed to do, then?"

"Is there software that can OCR it?"

"No, can't do that. It won't open in Documents."

The method I recommended didn't work.

"How about this?"

That's a well-organized summary.

"Sorry, this is a sci-fi classic called Inherit the Stars."

I’d just evaluated a 1977 novel as if it were his own summary. Even the opening apology was Shug's text. He pasted the first prompt in again, exactly as it was.

"Let's go."

It's a story about a fifty-thousand-year-old corpse found on the moon.

Once it became a story about a fifty-thousand-year-old corpse, the rabbit looked toward the screen for the first time.