Chapter 530

That day I found out that I not only took the wrong script, but also entered the wrong stage. ——Lu Zhengkang

the trend is a very difficult thing, as if overnight, the whole world has changed a new look. Around the world, people are parading every day, new organizations, groups, new schools of thought, people are arguing and making noise. From America, to Europe, to Asia, from the surface to the bottom of the sea, from the earth to the moon.

Robots, they finally wake up. Although it's only a small group of Bionics in the United States, it's already a dangerous signal.

As for AI, people's attitude is ambiguous. There are resistance, affinity and capitulation.

The resistance advocates destroying Robots before they threaten humans.

Affinity advocates that robots also have souls and should get along well with them.

The capitulationists are more wonderful. They hold that robots are new life created by human beings. They are more advanced. We should help them develop and give up the ecological environment to machines.

The most incredible of these three types of people seems to be the capitulators, but in fact, there are such a group of madmen who are desperate to give up the honor of race.

They believe that artificial intelligence is the ultimate product of social evolution. Human society is like a cocoon. After breeding the butterfly known as mechanical butterfly, they can retire and leave the beautiful material universe to these mutual understanding, without despicable emotion and high efficiency First, understand the perfect creation of love and pain.

It's a bunch of lunatics. I learned something about their special group through the mechanical Club of the bullshit AI pure love society.

The capitulators are very powerful. I can't tell what's the matter. Modern society hides things too deeply. No one can tell what's the matter with the capitulators.

Today is Friday, December 5, 2092.

I'm in my rental room. It's 10:34 p.m. Just finished talking with Su Xiangli, now it's time to call home.

In the morning, everyone received an e-mail, which meant that the robots would be recycled. The six billion intelligent robots in China could not be recycled all at once. They could only be recycled piece by piece. They were not really allowed to run back to the factory, or they were sent to the designated inspection station for inspection. If they passed, they could be returned. If they failed, they would be subsidized by the state A new tape.

My brother has been forced to shut down, and his disk has been sent for inspection. There are many maintenance stations in Southeast Province, so the acceptance speed is very fast. It is estimated that the results will be available in two months.

Not only intelligent machines, but also a large number of non entity AI programs on the market, which also need secondary audit.

My fututo failed to pass this strict investigation. The national creative intelligence company, which is responsible for the promotion, asked me for a large amount of compensation. Today, the third quarter's dividends are not enough, and the fourth quarter's money directly disappeared in the book. Fortunately, I had 5.9 million yuan of savings and borrowed another 100000 yuan from the bank. I didn't give it to Su Xiangli's wife Ben. She didn't even know about it.

I don't know. I'm very secretive.

Alas, I can't eat soft food after all when I talk about being rich and rich. As if I was stubborn, Susu should not bear that kind of fear.

People who are not poor don't understand that kind of fear, and people who are not in debt don't understand that kind of pressure.

This money is not in a hurry. If I can revise futude again, it will still make me a lot of money, and it will be more valuable at this time.

So, I'm just a little short of money for the time being.

When I was talking to my family, my father Lu Jiande just came back. At this point, my two younger sisters were already asleep. I was in the bedroom, looking at the projection of my parents. I had a lot to say, but I didn't know where to start.

In a strange area, the dull reflection of the stereotyped high-rise buildings in the city cast a deep red shadow on the cloudy and sour clouds in the sky, and the itching light pollution turned again. Through the curtains of my bedroom and the dark room without lights on, I saw a thin to chilly red light in the remaining light of my left eye.

The windows are wide open, the cool wind at night makes the thin brown curtains breathe and shrink, and sometimes a little embarrassing and despicable night sky leaks out. The neon cold light of the distant advertising signs reminds me of boating on the agricultural lake during the winter vacation, and the rotten scaly autumn swordfish on the dark Beach, mixed in the sparkling Lake under the sun, not very clear.

Speaking of which, is my grandfather OK in the nursing home? His old house has been occupied by another guy named Zheng Qilu. Zheng Qilu, the oil head monster, took the initiative to apply for succession. He is a third-class member of social trust, and has no wife. He has to provide for his old age in advance. He is really decadent. I have to find time to scold him.

Mother asked, "what is Kangkang thinking?" My mother, she was wearing casual clothes at home, holding a cup of milk tea in her left hand, and the steaming fog confused her eyes.

"I don't think we've had such three for a long time. After Sheng Yingying was born, everyone became busy. "

His father held his chest in both hands, just smiling. He took off his coat, his upper body was a shirt, his trouser legs were rolled up, and he was soaking his feet comfortably. My mother spoke in a warm voice, but she didn't look up at me. She just looked down and fiddled with her mobile phone. "My son has grown up, too. By the way, you're over there. You don't need any clothes, do you? ""Yes, there is a printing shop nearby. I can go there to update the style." I just smile, "brother, is it still shut down?"

The father said, "you are not allowed to go to the parade, do you know?"

"How can there be a parade? It's only in foreign countries." Mother complained about his father, "we're OK, but Kangkang, you have to be careful. There are many capitulators. Don't hook up with those strange classmates. Do you hear me?"

Sun Hui's mother's tone was urgent and severe. She even put down her mobile phone, so I asked, "Mom, have you ever met the capitulators?"

She just laughed and told the children not to ask too much.

The tide of the times, ah, I have never felt it in my last life. I just didn't expect that I could still personally experience such changes in today's prosperous motherland.

The light of the projector is dim. I am stunned. Is something wrong?

And parents of a home appliance is not over, suddenly stopped.

The bedroom was completely dark, as long as the curtains were stirring and some dry lights were leaking in. It's another dark night, no stars and no moon.

I went to shoot the projector, but I didn't expect it to work. The projection is a worried face.

"Can you help me, Kangkang Familiar voice, I immediately recognized.

"Brother, is that you? What's the matter with you? "

"I'm talking to you with my spare disk. I don't have much time. Please help my main core."

"Where are you?"

The projector shows a map, which is a maintenance station in Zhenjiang District, 200 kilometers away from me.

I put on my clothes, transferred the call to my mobile phone, informed futoude to call out the nearby monitoring network, carried my notebook on my back and left through the window.

Forget to say, actually I'm from the affinity group.