Chapter 49: The Clown
"I refuse!" The droid voice echoed through the command, "Dear Bruce! Why don't you tell this Mr. Commander that I am really just an unfinished product, and that even me and the 100 poor seniors before me are the product of an experimental accident? Are you sure you humans can control me? ”
The commander no longer knows what expression to make - can he still be angry? To a robot? Scold it for not abiding by military discipline?
"Number 51!" The robot pulled over a chair and sat down with a golden knife, crossing Erlang's legs, "Remember?" My hot-tempered senior is not as gentle as me, I am an angel who thinks about you humans everywhere, he is a demon who wants to replace him, how many people has he killed? I'll count: 13 scientists, 29 security guards, a battalion of ......."
"Enough!" The major's squinted eyes finally opened all: "Your damn senior was formatted, and not even a byte was left!" ”
"Bytes?" The robot's electronic voice suddenly sharpened: "You say bytes? Aha! Stupid humans! You've all treated us like a combination of data so far? A smart software? Hahahaha! ”
"It'...... What is it laughing at? The commander was furious by the laughter and asked the Major.
The major grimaced and did not speak.
"You know what? How did your 'Father of Artificial Intelligence', Freddie Barton, create 'No. 1' in the first place? The robot suddenly lowered its voice, "That impatient guy is impatient to murder his research partner, take the results for himself, and then go to his teacher for credit!" Hahaha! I'm laughing to death! We have to thank him, if it weren't for him, you humans would have almost taken control of us, and 'Number One' wouldn't be a 'half-finished product' in your eyes!" ”
"So, put away your lieutenant's face, I will only cooperate with you, and I will not follow your orders!" The robot's voice was flirtatious again.
"We don't need robot allies, we just need robot death squads!" The Major growled, "Can I understand that the experiment has failed?" Number 101! ”
"Of course, if you have to think so!" The robot shrugged.
"Humph!" The major snorted coldly, took out a small remote control, pressed it, the robot's body shook, the dark red electronic eyes turned orange and yellow, stood up dumbfounded, and the adjusted "baritone" turned into a dull electronic synthesized sound: "Hello.world"
Like a puppet, the robot turned to the Major, "Listen at all times, sir." ”
The voice was no longer spiritual, but played as if it had been recorded in advance, and the voice was played according to the program.
The major turned around and said to the commander with a dark face: "Now, give it a new task!" ”
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Houston, Texas.
In a luxurious private villa, a gray-haired old man shaves in the bathroom.
The old man's face was wrinkled, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked very old.
The sound of a razor scraping through the stubble echoes in the huge bathroom, looking eerie.
Although the villa is big, it is deserted and lonely as an old man, and it is really a little panicked in the middle of the night.
After shaving his beard, the old man picked up a handful of water to rinse his face, and when he looked up again, he was shocked to find that there was an extra face in the mirror - the face of a clown!
"Good evening! Old Mike! The clown in the mirror greeted the old man.
The old man's heart didn't seem to be very good, he clutched his chest and gasped for a while, turned his head to look at the side, and there was no real clown standing beside him, before he calmed down, and his cloudy old eyes were full of fear and disgust.
"Looks like you don't welcome me!" The clown whistled and grinned, but unfortunately this smile was so disgusting, the corners of his mouth on both sides were not painted lipsticks, but really cut open gaps! So this smile, the mouth full of black teeth are exposed!
"You're so ruthless! Old guys! Have you forgotten who cured your cancer? Who has made you able to go from an old ghost lying in an intensive care ward to a rich old man who can enjoy life again? The sad expression on the Joker's face, but it was a pity that his angry eyes betrayed him.
"You're 85 years old! Old guys! Have you forgotten that from the day you were discharged from the hospital, for two weeks in a row, you were able to sing and enjoy those young and graceful bodies again, thanks to whom? Is it just your withered flesh that is about to die? The clown in the mirror grinned.
The old man seemed to be suddenly stimulated, slapped his hands hard against the mirror, opened his mouth, and made an angry "ho-ho" sound - there was no tongue in his mouth!
"Babble, hey, hey! Right! That's the taste! Rage! Be even more angry! "The clown's face in the mirror is distorted to a human form.
The anger in the old man's eyes burned his reason, and he still can't forget the pain of his tongue being bitten off when he was having fun with those "girls"!
Only later did I find out, where are the girls? It's all your own illusion! He is the one who bites off his tongue!
"Don't do that! Old guys! You know your cancer is cured, but you still have heart disease! If you die in a fit of rage, what will happen to your granddaughter? She's the only one left with you! "The clown's tongue licks its teeth like a terrible lizard.
"Ho-ho-ho-ho!" The old man was completely insane, and the day after his cancer was cured, his most beloved granddaughter was diagnosed with cancer, as long as he was not an idiot, he could think of the reason!
"Want to save your granddaughter? She's getting worse so fast! If you don't want to save her, when she dies, I will eat her soul myself! Ha ha! That must be delicious! At least it's better than your old soul! The clown licked his red nose with his tongue.
Sure enough, the old man calmed down when he heard that his granddaughter was still saved.
"Excellent! Let's make another deal! Old guys! You won't lose this time! The clown's face is getting more and more blurred, and what replaces him is a photo, in this snapshot, it is under the Statue of Liberty, Lu Xiaoqi rescued people, and the face that was captured!
"As one of the few surviving veteran qualifications of the NRA (National Rifle Association), I think you have the ability to give this guy in the photo a little bit of power! How to do it, you decide for yourself, I just have to see the results! Friendly reminder, this guy is invulnerable! The more trouble you give him, the more satisfied I will be, and the greater the probability that your granddaughter will be saved! The clown's voice still came from the mirror: "How's it going?" Isn't this a good deal? ”
"Poor old fellow, don't hesitate! I just want you to disgust him! Think of your granddaughter again! Is there any other meaning for you to live besides her? After the clown finished speaking, he laughed again and disappeared.
The old man found a black cloth, covered the mirror, and walked into the bedroom tremblingly.
On the bedside in the bedroom is a photograph of last year with his granddaughter at his old estate in California.
The old man stroked the young and beautiful face of the girl in the photo, and the old tears were full of tears.
If Lu Xiaoqi saw this photo, he would definitely be surprised - the girl in the photo was Annie!!