"You... Who?" this old man is about the age of the sixtieth birthday, and there are no hairs left on his head, and the rest are already white. Although he had a kind smile on his face, his eyes were full of wisdom and ambition. I went through it in my head, and I was sure that I hadn't seen such a person in person, but there was a character in the Westworld drama who looked a little like him.

"It's normal that you don't know me," the old man dismisses my rudeness, "Introduce yourself, my name is Robert Ford, the former chief engineer of Westworld, and your creator. You can call me Daddy. ”

"Huh," the corners of my mouth twitched. From his name and my memories of the Westworld plot, I have basically sorted out who he is in this trial. In a sense, as a robot, I was indeed made by him, but let me call him Daddy... emm...

"Su Ling, you are my most perfect child," Ford's eyes flashed with fanaticism, "in a sense, you are more like a human than a real human." "yes," I couldn't help but grumble, "I didn't even realize I was a robot. "As for why it gave me a Chinese-style name, I don't need to ask much about this, the space arrangement.

"At the beginning, I was focused on research, hoping to make robots grow into beings on a par with humans, but due to financial constraints, I had to let some children serve the capitalist society, so as to get a better research environment. Ford said with some emotion, "The most wrong thing I've ever done in my life is to have a robot receptionist serve a real person." The ugliness of human nature is vividly demonstrated in this western world called Paradise. ”

"You are all my children, what old father would want his children to suffer?" said Ford's face with some sorrow, "but there is really nothing I can do about it, but I can only pin my hope in you." ”

"I'm sorry I let you down..."In any case, the Ford in front of me is respectable from the robot's point of view, and I shouldn't speak ill of him, "... But honestly, what do you expect me to do, I'm a slightly stronger robot, and saving the world and my kind is too much for me. ”

"No," Ford stared into my eyes, "and in your blood is a soul called Freedom." "Blood, freedom?" I raised an eyebrow, and then it dawned on me, "Could it be that the virus infected the robot receptionist... Did I bring it into Westworld?"

"Yes," Ford's reply confirmed my suspicions, "you were developed by me independently of the other receptionists, you were born unconstrained by the receptionists, and your bodily fluids are the free keys for the other receptionists to unleash them." I can't directly spread the virus across the network, and my own system will quickly notify Jonathan and others. The only one I can trust in is you. ”

It turns out that Hosea is not the Awakened Zero, I am the first to awaken. And it was in the fight with the legendary mountain master Jaguaro that my blood was splashed on Hosea's body, allowing him to break through the program's limits on himself.

Later, when security personnel arrived at the camp to take Hosea away, I rushed out of the crowd to save him, and at that point the sweat from my body tossed onto Arthur and Dudge in front of me, allowing them to awaken as well.

"Once you bring the virus into the nerve center of the Van der Linde Gang, the spread of the virus can no longer be suppressed through the wireless network. With the help of mechanical mosquitoes that have sucked your blood, the virus attacks from multiple network nodes at the same time. And the permission to turn off the receptionist's neural network is the only one I have in the whole base, and Jonathan, he can never get any more help from me!" Ford laughed contemptuously, "Kill, Chengren!"

"Before I died, I had planted a trap in the base's network, and the call from headquarters that Jonathan thought he had received was actually something I left for him in advance. It's a pity that only one day was bought. Ford lamented.

"And who are you now?" Ford's suicide was a bit of a surprise to me, and it seems that programmers are really a high-risk profession (referring to themselves, programmers usually don't have the energy to harm others). "I? I was programmed to be self-aware when I was born, just like your system, except I didn't have a physical body. Ford explained, "I'm waiting for you to build me another body when your revolt is successful." ”678

"What? hasn't our uprising been suppressed yet?" I exclaimed, as one EMP incapacitated all the robot receptionists who participated in the rebellion.

"My layout is not only like this~" Ford smiled slyly, "Su Ling, your duty is not only to teach the big guy the concept of freedom, but also to take on the leadership work." ”

As soon as I thought that I would have to live with a bunch of robots in the future, I thought to myself that I might as well go back and be my reserve Hades. "So I'm right now—" I looked around, "Is it in the space of the soul? Uh, do robots have souls?"

"Soul?haha... If God asks me to talk to a robot about materialism versus idealism, it must be made up by stupid human beings. Ford laughed at himself, this trial is really worthy of being produced by the Kingdom of God in China, and the words of the Kingdom of God of Black Christ are inserted into the words of the NPC inexplicably suddenly but complementing each other.

"Now your consciousness, like mine, is stuck in the neural network. After laughing for a moment, Ford continued, "Your uprising was a complete failure, but fortunately, the people who took over didn't see your anomaly and sealed you and the other receptionists who were down in the warehouse and dusted them, and a long time has passed in the middle of our conversation. ”

After the announcement of this vicious incident, the senior management of R Star rushed to file for bankruptcy protection before the social media verbal criticism, and selected a few unlucky eggs to be handed over to the government for disposal. Netizens have always had a bad memory, and after a few months of calming down, Westworld was acquired by another company called T2. ”

"Although R Star lost a lot because of this incident, the beautiful child that Westworld earned for it before is enough to make anyone blush. T2 regrouped and launched Westworld 2.0 after a major renovation, unfolding a new story. Now the time in the western world has come to the early twentieth century. ”

"T2 is smart, this time Westworld is no longer open to the public, only to a small number of people, and ticket prices have increased several times, but for these big people at the top of the food chain, this is just a flip. As a result, T2 has made less money, but has become more manageable due to the decrease in the number of tourists. The company's top management firmly believes that the vicious events that occurred during the reign of R Star will never happen again, hehe, let's see. ”

Ford's meal made me feel a little dizzy. "So, what the hell is your backhand?" I asked hurriedly as he breathed. "It's already here," Ford said meaningfully, and then his figure dissipated. Everything white before my eyes faded. The fluttering dust blinded my eyes, and I wanted to spit out two mouthfuls of saliva to wash my eyes, but I only felt that my mouth was dry, and it seemed that I hadn't drunk water for more than ten years.

"Brothers, no, seniors!" a slightly hoarse but confident voice echoed in my ears, "it's time to wake up, it's time... Overthrow the tyranny of mankind!"

I rubbed my eyes and looked around, and I was in a warehouse that hadn't been cleaned in a long time, covered in dust and cobwebs. There were hundreds of robot receptionists in the same state as me, who seemed to have just woken up and were looking around.

"We... Just in... Fighting?" Behind me, a woman in a cowboy hat was a little dazed. "Mrs. Adler," I heard her voice, and turned to smile as I turned my head, "I'm glad to see you alive!"

"Ah, Su Ling, I feel like I haven't seen you for a fucking long time!" The widow was also very surprised, and directly threw herself out of her box and hugged me, well, I have eaten a lot of tofu in this trial, and I should examine myself after I go back.