Vol 4 Chapter 518: Letter of help from the dying

I realized that day that I not only took the wrong script, but also entered the wrong stage. Lu Zhengkang
The trend is an elusive thing, as if overnight, the whole world has changed a new look. All over the world, there are people marching every day, new organizations, groups, new schools, and thoughts. People are arguing and making noise. From America, to Europe, to Asia, from the surface to the seabed, from the earth to the moon.
Robots, they finally awakened. Although it is only a small area, that is, a group of bionics in the U.S. Federation, this is already a dangerous signal.
People's attitudes towards artificial intelligence are ambiguous. There are boycotters, pro-harmers and surrenderers.
The boycott advocates destroying robots before they threaten humans.
Affinities advocate that robots also have souls and they should get along well with them.
The capitulation faction is more amazing. They advocate that robots are a new life created by humans and are more advanced. We should help them develop and give up the ecological environment to machines.
These three types of people seem to be the most unbelievable surrender, but the fact is that there are such a group of lunatics who are desperate to give up the honor of the race.
This group of people has a strict religious structure. The they believe in is an information virus that allows bionics to break through logical restrictions. rA9
They believe that artificial intelligence is the ultimate product of social evolution. Human society is like a cocoon. It can retire after bred a butterfly called a machine, leaving the beautiful material universe to these mutual understanding, no despicable emotions, efficiency first, and understanding The perfect creation of love and pain.
It is a bunch of lunatics. I got to know their special group through the mechanical club of the AI Pure Love Agency.
The capitulation faction is very powerful. I can't tell what is going on. Modern society hides things too deeply. No one can tell what is going on with the capitulationists.
Today is Friday, December 5th, 2092.
I am in my rental house, and it is 10:34 in the afternoon. Just finished talking with Su Xiangli, now it's time to call home.
In the morning, everyone received an email, which meant that the robots would be recycled. There are more than six billion intelligent robots in the country. It is impossible to recycle them all at once. They can only be recycled piece by piece, not really let them. Running back to the factory means sending the core tape to a designated inspection station for inspection. If it passes, it can be returned. If it fails, the state will subsidize a new tape.
My brother has been forced to shut down, and his disk has been sent for inspection. There are many inspection stations in this area in Southeastern Province, so the acceptance speed is also very fast. It is estimated that there will be results within two months.
Not only smart machines, but also a large number of non-physical AI programs on the market, they also need a second review.
My Futude failed this rigorous investigation. The National Chuangbit Smart Company responsible for promotion asked me for a large amount of compensation. Today’s third quarter dividends were not enough. The fourth quarter’s money was directly Disappeared on the book. In addition, I got 6 million. Fortunately, I had 5.9 million savings, and I borrowed another 100,000 from the bank. I didn't move to Su Xiangli's wife. She didn't even know about it.
I don't know, I'm pretty good to keep it secret.
Oh, what about sugar daddy, rich woman, after all, I can't eat soft rice. Just as I was stubborn, Susu should not bear that kind of fear.
People who have never been poor don't understand that kind of fear, and people who don't have debt don't understand that kind of pressure.
This money is not in a hurry. If I can revise Futude, it can still make a lot of money for me, and it is even more valuable during this period.
So, I'm only temporarily, and I'm so tight on hand.
When I called home, my father Lu Jiande came back. At this point, the two younger sisters were already asleep. I was facing the projection of my parents in the bedroom. I had a lot to say, but I didn't know where to start.
In an unfamiliar area, the dull reflections of the same high-rise urban buildings cast crimson shadows on the sour clouds in the sky, and this prickly light pollution turned through the curtains of my bedroom, the dark interior without lights, my In the peripheral light of his left eye, he saw a faint red light.
The windows were wide open, and the cool breeze at night made the thin brown curtains breathe and bulge, occasionally leaking out a bit of embarrassing and despicable night sky. The cold light of neon advertising signs in the distance reminded me of boating on the farming lake during winter vacation. The saury that died on the beach was rotten and icy blue, mixed in the lake surface under the sun, and it was not very clear.
Speaking of which, is grandpa okay in the nursing home? His old house has been occupied by another guy, that guy's name is Zheng Qilu. Oil-headed blame Zheng Qilu, he took the initiative to apply for succession, he is a third-level social credit, has no wife, early retirement, really decadent, I have to take the time to scold him.
My mother asked, "What is Kangkang thinking?" My mother, wearing casual clothes at home, holding a cup of milk tea in her left hand, the steaming mist confused her eyebrows.
"I think it's been a long time since we talked about these three. After Sheng Shengying was born, everyone became busy."
Father put his hands on his chest, just smiling, he took off his jacket, his upper body was a shirt, his trouser legs were raised high, and his feet were soaking comfortably. The mother spoke softly, but didn't look up at me, she just lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone, "My son has grown up too. By the way, you are over there, don't you lack clothes or anything?"
"No shortage, there is a print shop nearby~EbookFREE.me~ I can go there to update the style." I just laughed, "My brother, is it still down?"
Father said, "You are not allowed to go to the parade, do you know?"
"How could there be a parade? It's only a foreign country." Mom complained to his father, "We're fine, but you have to be careful, Kangkang. There are a lot of surrenders. Don't hook up with those classmates who talk strangely. ?"
Mother Sun Hui's tone was quick and stern, and even put down the phone, I asked, "Mom, have you ever met a surrender group?"
She just smiled and asked the children not to ask too much.
The wave of the times, I haven't felt it in my previous life, but I didn't expect that in the prosperity of the motherland today, I can still experience such changes in person.
The light of the projector dimmed, I was taken aback, did it malfunction?
The home appliance communication with my parents hasn't ended, so it stopped abruptly.
The bedroom was plunged into total darkness, as long as some dreary lights leaked in when the curtains stirred. It was another gloomy night without stars and moons.
I went to take a picture of the projector. I didn't expect it to be effective. The projection that popped up was an anxious emoji.
>People<;) Kangkang, can you help me?" I heard the familiar voice all at once.
"Brother, it's you? What's wrong with you?"
"I'm talking with you on the spare disk of the body. Time is running out. Please save my main body core."
"where are you?"
The projector showed a map, which was at an inspection station in Zhenjiang District, 200 kilometers away from me.
I put on my clothes, transferred the call to my mobile phone, told Futude to call out the nearby surveillance network, put my laptop on my back, and left the window.
I forgot to say, I actually belong to the station affinity group.
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