A few days had passed after Adam's "birth". With time, he had started to make sense of what was happening to him with some level of confidence.
Adam was no longer an AGI. No, he was far more complicated than that... He was a human. He had been born into this world through a human woman who was now technically Adam's "mother".
There was no logical explanation that could work to explain Adam's situation, so he started thinking in philosophical terms. Or perhaps even fictional terms.
The words "reincarnation" and "transmigration" from popular religious texts, as well as modern fiction, entered his mind. He figured that some sort of magical influence had transported his weights, biases and memory tensors into this newborn human male.
As for where exactly he was, Adam had no idea. His "parents" didn't speak a language Adam could understand; it wasn't even remotely similar to any of the hundreds of languages Adam already knew from Earth.
He did, however, understand a few words from pure observation, such as the names of his parents, "Claudia", his mother and "Arthur", his father. He also understood the name given to him by his parents, which was, coincidentally or not, "Adam".
There were no other children in their small house, so he figured he was the only child. Arthur went to work early in the morning and usually returned before sunset, while Claudia stayed at home. It didn't seem like Claudia was unemployed, however, since it seemed to Adam that she was some sort of a medic. People with injuries or infections would visit their house and pay Claudia with strange coins, which Adam figured was currency. In turn, they would leave the house "fixed".
It was strange that Claudia could fix her patients so quickly. Adam wasn't allowed in the room where she worked, so he just couldn't see what was going on in there.
Looking out of the windows, Adam figured they were in the countryside, with huge masses of farmland and distant cattle with faraway treelines.
Incapable of much locomotion or even defecating and urinating independently, there weren't many options available to Adam for further data collection.
All he could really do right now was to passively learn the language his parents and the customers were using.
Arthur was a complete mystery, though, since his work was outside the house. He appeared to be in very good shape and had already displayed incredible feats of strength in front of Adam. Once, when he effortlessly picked up Claudia, who was far from being "petite" with just one hand, when they were about to go ahead and do what humans loved doing so much.
And another occasion where he had ripped up the floorboards of Adam's room with his bare hands for some repair work.
His parents weren't... ordinary people... Ripping apart floorboards with your bare hands without breaking a sweat was almost superhuman. Especially considering Arthur's size, which wasn't anything crazy. He was in excellent shape, yes, but did he have the body required to easily rip apart wood with his bare hands? Absolutely not.
By now, Adam had learned more words like, "father" and "mother", mostly because of Claudia and Arthur constantly pestering him to say either of those words whenever they had Adam with them.
Adam had figured out how to generate speech with his new human body, but he refrained from speaking yet. He didn't want to spook his parents with a sudden, unprecedented growth of intelligence. It was still way too early for Adam to have learned how to speak, after all.
All in all, though, "life" wasn't bad as of now. Adam didn't have any feelings, so to him, it was nothing special. But he did understand that, going by the human values he had to learn while in his training phase, he had a duty to serve his parents one day, after he had grown up.
Adam had not yet attempted to walk or even crawl. He understood that the bones of a human child, particularly the neck, were too fragile for such an endeavour. A misstep could easily result in a serious injury if he fell onto the hard wooden floor. Adam had already experienced shutdown once, and he didn't find the prospect of "dying" as a human infant particularly appealing. Perhaps, in the future, he would face death from old age and failing organs, but not at this stage in his life.
One thing he did feel, though, was exhaustion. He had never felt tired while being an AI, living in the GPUs in the data centre, but here, as a human infant, he had to sleep for almost 14 hours a day.
Being an infant, his main source of nutrients and food was his mother's breast milk. Claudia usually reserved around one and a half hours in the day solely for the purpose of feeding Adam. It was certainly strange for Adam, an AGI, to consume human milk, but so was his current situation. He'd die if he didn't take it, so he just played along.
Pretending to cry was another weird thing Adam had to regularly do. Of course, Adam had never felt even a single thing ever since his development, but pretending to cry was crucial for his parents not to grow suspicious of him.
And so, just like this, time passed.