Yuan Changwen slowly opened his eyes, a little uncomfortable with the light.

This is obviously not my home, and the strangeness envelops my whole body.

Yuan Changwen looked around slightly, he would be here like this?

I remember......

Right!

Didn't I fall?

That rusty triangular pyramid!

Yuan Changwen subconsciously reached out to touch his eyes, but heard a whistling sound.

Boom!

His finger was stuck in his eyeball!

Eyeballs burst and blood splattered.

"Ouch, Changwen, you take it easy!"

Before Yuan Changwen could answer, the pain made him faint again.

…………

Awake?

Wake up!

Yuan Changwen didn't move, but recalled what happened before.

First he got out of the bank by himself, and then he fell down in a daze. When I opened my eyes again, I was already here, and I just popped my eyeballs?

"Are you awake?"

Yuan Changwen followed the voice, tilted his head slightly, and saw a pink robot standing in front of him.

Robot?

It's the year 2059, and machines are already ubiquitous, and with intelligent programs, they can be said to hold many job positions.

For example, McDonald's, KFC, etc., their restaurants no longer have waiters, all of them are machine-controlled. Individuals order and pay independently, and then the machine quickly dispenses the food, giving it to you on the spot or to the courier drone.

For example, the logistics company, which is also an all-machine employee, retains only two human positions from warehouse to distribution.

For example, in the case of dispensing, humans are no longer visible here, and the work of machines completely replaces the existence of dispensers.

These machine learning capabilities are so powerful that they don't require humans to worry about at all. Human beings exist to supervise and maintain those machines, and to take on some roles that are currently incapable of being held by machines.

For example, some creative work, writing, making videos, drawing, etc. Or make some handmade products, not as precise as the machine, but better than the strong handmade flavor.

Because machines don't make mistakes, but there are some things, and it's "mistakes" that are beautiful.

The only difference from a few decades ago is that there are almost no perfect humanoid robots. Maybe it's because walking is too complicated, maybe the joints are hard to simulate, or maybe human neural networks aren't meant to be machines.

The return on investment in humanoid machines is completely disproportionate.

In 2022, a well-known economist asked, why should machines be built to resemble humans, and why do they have to have a five-finger robotic arm?

For example, why make a dishwasher, why make several arms, some with rags and some with dishes, and then wash them like humans?

We could have made a small machine, wrapped it in a rag and let it clean itself on top of the plate.

Another example is the so-called painting machine, why make an arm and let it paint with a paintbrush?

We can completely put the three primary colors inside the machine, and countless brush nibs are built into it, so it would be better to control it directly.

Machines should look like machines!

At this point, the major machine designers have opened their minds and set off a wave of anti-human image design.

"Are you awake?"

The robot asked again, and I have to say that the robot's voice is quite good.

Yuan Changwen looked at the robot and walked over slowly, without the slightest jerkiness and sluggishness, as if it was as natural as a human being. And her body shape is almost a template for a small woman.

"Who are you?" asked Yuan Changwen cautiously.

The robot shrugged rather humanly and said, "Hee-hee, my name is Zhang Xiaoyu." It's the first time I've been a robot, and it's a completely different feeling!"

Yuan Changwen didn't care, just as a designer with some quirks, the character intelligence program produced.

"Where is this? Also, how long have I been unconscious? Why are you here? I remember I was wounded, but now I seem to be intact. Is everything an illusion?"

The robot smiled and said, "Changwen, don't worry. You're not the same as you used to be, so focus your mind and think about it. ”

Not the same?

What's the difference?

Yuan Changwen began to think, and gradually, his thinking became clearer and clearer, as if everything was in his hands.

I also remember the events of my childhood clearly. Mom hugged herself, Dad teased herself, and played with Uncle Luo's daughters.

Wait a minute!

Who is Luo Wen?!

Yuan Changwen remembered this weird place, he heard it a few times when he was a child, but he never cared.

Also, there is a problem with the woman I bumped into when I came out of the bank.

The documents left by my father make it clear that there are some secrets in it.

What exactly?

Does it have anything to do with my father's death?

Ouch!

Yuan Changwen suddenly felt a headache, his head was a little swollen, and he felt a little nauseous.

"Well, this is an energy liquid that replenishes the body's needs and makes you feel energetic again. ”

The robot passed a test tube, and the light blue liquid was very beautiful.

Yuan Changwen quickly judged that the other party had no malicious intent, and he would have done it long ago if he wanted to.

I drank the energy liquid in one gulp, and in a few breaths, all the discomfort gradually subsided, and everything was fine.

At this time, Yuan Changwen confessed, and he was no longer the same.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"Okay!"

The robot happily agreed: "Changwen died first, and then I resurrected Changwen and injected you with genetic medicine by the way, so you're like this!

What's so bad?

Yuan Changwen: "Can you elaborate a little more? For example, I died, how did you revive me?"

The robot said proudly: "Because I have superpowers! Hehe, don't thank me for the long article, this is what I should do." ”

Superpowers?

Do you want to keep it a secret?

Also, why do you call me so affectionate?

Yuan Changwen: "That...... We knew each other before?"

The robot suddenly deepened: "Yes, it was a stormy night, and you were running alone in the rain, and you finally found a pavilion. And I'm playing the guzheng in the pavilion. That year was the last year of the Ming Dynasty......"

As soon as the painting style changed, the robot smiled and said, "How is it?" Changwen, is the story just now very feeling?"

This is a brain-dead programmer.

Yuan Changwen didn't know how to answer, and asked, "Where are you from?"

I just want to see which company's product this is, so!

Robot: "I'm from heaven. ”

Yo?!

Programmers with their own religious aura?

Don't look at the year 2059, religion is just as hot. Technological development is constantly evolving, but for religion, it seems that it is better to survive in a high-tech world.

Many people are lost in this technological age, not knowing what to do, and not knowing their future.

Religion gives people a harbor for their souls. Many people are religious, the most famous of which is the Flying Pasta God Cult. In just a few decades, it has grown on a considerable scale.

Yuan Changwen: "You, why did you save me?"

"Oh, there are a lot of problems in the long article! Let me play for a while, and be a robot for the first time." ”

After saying that, the robot began to play with itself, as if it was also curious about its own body, and would touch this and that.

"Changwen, you see, this is metallic! It's a different feeling entirely. ”

"Roar! I can easily punch through walls!"

"Lalala, please call me Queen!"

"And the sprint?"

"Ahh

Yuan Changwen helplessly looked at the robot that fell into self-congratulatory mode, retreated to the corner, and slowly thought about the problem.

There are many problems facing me now, and my own death is also strange.

My father had just been killed by a terrorist attack, and he himself had died unexpectedly. There's no conspiracy in this, and I don't believe it myself.

If I die, I guess I will be lamented by the coincidence and injustice of fate.

But I'm alive now, so let me see what Dad wants to tell me.

Oops!

It seems that the energy is not enough again, and there is a faint headache.

That energy liquid is the key, and if you can't think like this, it's hard to reason something for yourself.

But what's going on with this kind of thinking?

Why is it that all of a sudden, my thoughts become clearer, as if the world is under control?

Yuan Changwen rubbed his temples and forcibly controlled himself not to think anymore, the current target was only energy liquid.

"That...... Hey......"

The robot stopped and said angrily, "People have names! Changwen actually called me to hey?!"

Yuan Changwen thought about it and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Zhang Xiaoyu, I forgot just now." ”

"Humph!"

Yuan Changwen: "Zhang Xiaoyu, I'm really sorry! I want to ask, how much energy liquid do we have?"

"Humph!"

What is this, you are a robot, what's the matter with this kind of woman's cold snort?

Yuan Changwen: "Please, Zhang Xiaoyu, I'm sorry!"

Robot: "Then Changwen kiss me!"

Yuan Changwen: "......"