Chapter 202

Poor quality of intelligent robot? 》

Photos of robot damage, as well as some articles, appear on the network. As soon as these reports came out, they brought waves and attracted the attention of marching ant company.

"It's just a wave of ups and downs."

Zhao Min can't stop crying and laughing. Since the robot went on the market, a lot of things have never stopped.

However, it is also normal that the emergence of robots means that human life style will change even more in the future.

The more things we do, the more we are adapting to robots.

In the past, I always dreamed of robots entering the new life of human beings. Now when robots appear, I am a little worried. Whether ye gonghaolong or the fear of the unknown, intelligent robots do appear and will continue to exist in the future.

"And he?" Zhao Min looks at Xiaoyu.

"He's in building one, looking for the cause of the damage to the robots." Xiaoyu said.

"How did you damage it?" Chen Mo carefully looked at the robot lying on the maintenance table. When it was activated, he asked.

This week, 14 robots were sent back for repair due to abnormal damage. Such a large amount of abnormal damage attracted his attention. If the robot works normally, it can't break down so quickly.

He has used robots for so long, and data collection has been complete for a long time, which is definitely not a quality problem. Look at the traces on the robot. It's man-made damage.

Now there are some bad robot voice on the Internet.

As the designer of the robot, he must find out the reason for the damage of the robot. Otherwise, the public opinion on the Internet will get louder and louder. Now the Internet world, both at home and abroad, is in a deformed stage. If there is a bit of news, it will be scrambled by the media with no bottom line.

After the destruction of five naval companies last time, it stopped for a while.

Now the Navy companies dare not touch the taboo of marching ant company, but the self media may not.

"Sir, I don't remember how it was damaged." The robot at the maintenance desk looks at Chen mo.

For Chen Mo, all robots are called Mr. He, because he is the creator of all robots, and the internal program is default.

A second-generation robot came to Chen Mo's side and stopped, then said: "brother Mo, it damaged the data during that period, and was deleted. In other cases, this happens. During the period of damage, the used data has been deleted "

" when using, has the data not been automatically saved in the cloud? "

"No, they were not connected to the network during the period of damage. But I found that inside a robot, there was some special data. "

"What data?" Asked Chen mo.

"Fighting technology."

The finger of the second generation robot is pointing to the screen next to the maintenance platform. There is a section of fighting video, Kung Fu teaching video, and fighting technology data independently learned by the robot.

"It's a real idea to let robots learn fighting skills."

When Chen Mo saw the data, he was amused. Although this method of learning for robots is a little rough, it is really useful.

"Transfer all the information about the owners of these robots."

"This is all the information about the owner of the robot that was sent back for maintenance." On the screen next to the maintenance desk, a dozen materials pop up: "they have one thing in common, they are all rich people."

"Nonsense." Chen Mo smiled and said, "make a statistics and analysis of the places they have been to these days."

These people are located in different places, distributed in various provinces and cities in China, but he is sure that there must be some connection between the damage of these robots.

"Dots are integrated with the positioning system in the robot. Lines are integrated with the location of their mobile phones. Dots of different colors represent different people."

The screen pops up a map, marked with different lines and dots.

Usually, the information collected by these positioning systems will not be seen or paid attention to, and will only be used to find robots when they are lost. This is the only way to investigate.

"Enlarge the map of Donghai city." Chen Mo pointed to the place where the lines and dots converged: "here, where is the converging place?"

"Freedom club."

Cai Liang looks at the club in the night with curiosity.

In the driver's seat of the car sat a yellow haired man, who was one of his rich second generation party. This is a high-level private club. The people who usually go in and out of the club are not rich or expensive. They are all the most influential people in Binhai city.

Recently, there is a new program here, which attracts many people's interest.

"Yellow hair, are you sure blue girl can do it?" Cai Liang looks back at the monster robot in the back seat.

"Yes, certainly." Huang maoduding said: "I won several times and made a lot of money, 500 yuan, but now my robot has been sent back to the marching ant company for maintenance, so I've just taught your robot, come here tonight together. As long as they don't find out the secret, they can definitely make a lot of money. It's not a problem to buy another robot. "

"All right." Cai Liang nodded and sat quietly.The car slowly entered the meeting hall, stopped in the parking lot, and the two people got off the car. Then, the robot got off the car and followed Cai Liang.

After two people and a robot appeared, the receptionist also came up.

"Huang Shao, here you are." A woman in charge looked at Huang Mao with a smile on her face. "Is that it?" Then I look at Cai Liang.

"He's brother Liang, my best friend. Bring him to play." Yellow hair said with a smile.

"Then go in." The female supervisor led the two people into the club, into a stairwell, and turned to the basement: "yellow is less, the next scene will start half an hour later, do you want to do a hair first, or learn a foreign language?"

"It's free to do hair. I'm still interested in learning a foreign language, but I'm not a fast shooter. I'll talk about it next time." The Yellow haired man swept the female director, with a bad smile on his face.

"What about brother liang?" Female director looks at Cai Liang.

"There are many kinds of foreign languages to learn here, including Japanese, Russian, English, Korean, Vietnamese and Hindi."

"No more." Cai Liang, next to him, rolled his eyes. He didn't have much interest in these things. Today, he just wanted to see what Huang Mao said about the special program.

Following the woman in charge, the two quickly entered the basement.

A cry came from behind the closed door, which surprised Cai Liang a little.

"Next I'll show you a world you haven't touched." Huang Mao smiles at Cai Liang, follows the female supervisor and pushes the door in.

Noise, excitement, blood and shock are the atmosphere inside the door. Perfume, cigarettes, wine, food, the delicacy of hormones, and the smell of rotten decay.

On the seat, the rich businessmen dressed in exposed girls, suits and suits, the grandiose children, the usually high and cold urban white-collar women and the jewelled celebrities all shouted towards the iron cage in the center of the venue.

How serious you usually are, how crazy you are now. Everyone's eyes are excited and seem to be cathartic. The female also did not have the usual noble Lengyan, completely immersed in it.

Cai Liang is surprised. There are many people here who make him familiar. He is a serious entrepreneur outside. I didn't expect that there is such a side.

On the iron cage in the middle of the field, two strong men are fighting each other. Each move is fast, accurate and ruthless. They can subdue each other in one move.

Black fist?

Cai Liang was surprised. Unexpectedly, there were underground black boxing places in the high-level club with bright surface. The two were taken into a small room, through the glass of the room, overlooking the stadium.

"Wait a minute. You'll be informed later. Here's the number." The woman in charge handed a number to Huang Mao and left the room with a charming smile.

"Does it feel fresh?" Asked Huang Mao.

Cai Liang turns his eyes directly.

"This kind of place is still rare. By contrast, I like bars."

"I was in a car racing or a bar a while ago, but there's something new here recently. I'll come here and play with you by the way." Yellow hair grinned.

Ten minutes later, a big man was beaten with blood on his face and fell to the ground. Only then did the jeering hiss sound from his seat.

The cage was cleaned and a host walked into the cage. Everyone on the court is quiet and watching the host.

"Next, tonight's theme: robot fighting."