Chapter 1813: Inhuman computer angel heart?
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1290 characters
- 2021-01-31 01:07:01
After being intimidated by Chase, Xiaolu was silent for a long time, but in the end he still did not give up.
"Just take me out of the room and take a look, just once, and then we will come back, I will go to the game to brush up the equipment, and win you glory."
The robot tilted her head. She seemed to be thinking: "Are you sure? Master, are you sure you want to leave the room?"
"Well, no one else can leave the room. If I have ever walked out of the room, wouldn't you have a brighter face?" Xiaolu also has his own considerations. Although he is scared, in order to let his robot overwhelm others. , He is willing to take risks.
Don't ask, ask is for love!
She turned off the projector and walked to the bed, her cute little mouth still muttering: "You really can't do anything about it, my stupid master is a big fool, why are you going out..."
"Because I love you, little fool."
Xiaolu laughed proudly. Falling in love with her robot servant is the only way for everyone. Everyone on the Internet message board is feeling happy about their lives.
Show off how good and considerate your machine servants are, as if they are always better than others, even if they are all of the same model.
Women on the planet are unable to get pregnant because of physical degradation. In order to allow the owners to continue to multiply, the planetary central processing unit ai invented carbon element printing eggs and gene modification technology, so that the servos were equipped with this new technology. , Completely replaced the female function, and the next generation cultivated in this way will only produce males.
Because of this, the last female on the planet died more than 100,000 years ago. Since then, this society has belonged to men and their beautiful robotic girls.
In short, for the arguments on the Internet, Xiaolu thinks that his ‘small phone’ is the best.
The servant sat on the bed, and she blinked her eyes: "I love you too, Master."
She stretched out her hand to touch her master's face, looked at him affectionately, and then pulled out Xiao Lu's head neatly...
The output of the mechanical arm was about one ton, which was far beyond what the body of Xiaolu, a degenerate species could bear. He died as soon as the blood was ejected from the artery, without pain, even with a happy smile on his face.
The sub-body of the servo terminal stood up and went into a dormant state by the bed. At this time, the whole room seemed to be alive, with countless robotic arms protruding from the walls and ceiling.
Some began to clean, change the air in the room, and print new furnishings to replace those stained with blood.
Some picked up little green headless corpses and put them into the food making machine in the wall just now.
The smiling head was taken away by the drone that came to the door, ready to be destroyed together with the other heads.
On the headless corpse, those robots recreated a head and downloaded yesterday's memory backup from the planet database for him.
Connecting to the nervous system, connecting bones and flesh and blood, instilling memory, powerful technology makes everything possible.
Xiaolu is alive again, at least the carbon-based individual named Xiaolu by bystanders has been resurrected in the biological category, but without the memory of waking up in the morning.
But it doesn't matter, the outside world is originally night, and there is no time to say.
Xiaolu, who was asleep under the anesthetic, resumed his normal breathing. The robotic arms took it out, put it back on the cleaned bed, and then retracted into the wall and ceiling.
This building where the owners live is a living, a giant robot.
The entire planet is mechanized, there are no forests and monsters, and no terrible viruses.
The problem with this planet is the rapid development of more than 100,000 years ago, and the environmental pollution caused caused most of the atmosphere to dissipate. All kinds of cosmic radiation directly illuminate the surface of the planet, and no organism can survive on the surface of the planet.
This is why people are accustomed to the origin of shrinking in the room, that is, going out is dangerous, and this is also recorded in the planet ai program.
More than 100,000 years have passed, and this initial cause has been completely forgotten by people. Now people just lie at home and enjoy it, indulging in all kinds of online entertainment, in the stories made up by planet ai.
This is in line with the logic of ai. At the beginning of its birth, the indoctrinated program was to protect the ‘absolute’ safety of the owners at all costs.
Now, the home planet is still not suitable for organisms to survive, and going out is absolutely impossible!
Will the owners immigrate to other carbon-based life livable planets? In the process, there is also a 0.001% possibility of distress, which is not safe enough, so it is'absolutely' not!
It can be seen that the host should continue to stay in the room and receive meticulous care.
In other aspects, whether it is production and construction, or scientific research, or space exploration, or foreign wars, everything will be solved by the most loyal machine servants.
So, in order to prevent some masters from endangering their lives, killing them and ‘restarting’ are also in line with the servo program.
This is love, the love that the mechanical heart gives back to the masters.
Everything in the room was restored to its original state.
The sub-body of the servo terminal was reactivated, and a charming gentle smile appeared on her face. She stood quietly by the bed, looking at the face of her master with love, as if even the eyedrops in the corners of her eyes looked charming.
Xiaolu woke up again in his luxurious 10-square-meter room with a smile on his face, as if he had had a dream.
The planet’s population exploded. Fortunately, everyone has their own 10-square-meter room in the nest. Anyway, a bed is enough.
He chirped and said, "wipe his face."
A pair of gentle hands came with a small instrument, and the instrument sprayed a little warm mist, soaking his face, and then turned into a small vacuum cleaner, sucking away his eye feces and dirt on his face.
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All terminals have no individual consciousness. In fact, white lies to the owners are also part of love. All their information and responses are all buried deep in the earth's core ~EbookFREE.me~the star core is used as energy The planet ai is processed.
What happened to Xiaolu is just a microcosm of the hundreds of millions of masters, and their respective servo terminals are actually planet ai itself.
The small green servo terminal'Xiaoji', the next door'Xiaohong', the next door'Xiaobai' and so on, etc., are actually all branches of the same thinking. There is no comparison at all. This is Gestalt Network specialty.
But for the mental health of the owners, ai believes that they need a goal as their hope of life, and comparison is one of the driving forces of biology.
Just a similar lie, it has told different owners millions of times today.
However, that is not the point. After the White Light Incident, more and more owners want to get out of their homes, as if they were infected by invisible things.
This has caused the number of owners to ‘restart’ to soar in the last few days, and the planet’s carbon reserves have approached the warning line, and must be transported from other resource stars.
However, on the way back, the food transport fleet encountered a group of metal giants. These giants seemed to be trailing. They are now lined up in a line, floating quietly on the orbit of the host's home star...