"Dr. Reed, I have a couple of premature ideas for the paper you published last month, which I would like to discuss with you."

"Mr. Reed, I am the director of the science and technology department of Roxon Petroleum Company, I would like to invite you to be the chief scientist of our company, the salary is as you like, we have prepared an office and a mansion for you, and last year's Miss Universe will be your secretary, think about it."

"Reed, with all due respect, the conceptual design of your new communicator that you published last year is a piece of shit, and if you don't think your design is one, then I wouldn't mind having a good chat with you after the workshop."

"Mr. Reed, can you sign me? I'm a big fan of yours! ”

"Reed..."

"Reed..."

The appearance of the smartest guy in the world was truly extraordinary, and when he walked into the banquet hall with his girlfriend and two friends, most of the scientists in the entire banquet hall were alarmed.

Those guys who are engaged in scientific research are like idols chasing stars, and they can't get through Reed, and even his girlfriend and friends are squeezed out.

Tony, who was talking to a group of big shots, was once again robbed of the limelight.

But this time, the high-profile Tony. Stark didn't show displeasure, as he also identified with Reed. Richards' intelligence, that kind of brainpower that goes beyond the limit, makes a smart person like Tony also admire it very much.

"Go help the poor man, look at him, he's suffocating."

Merlin said a word to a few agents disguised as waiters, and soon a strong waiter dispersed the crazy group of science chasers.

Well, this seminar can bring family members, so the real scientific leaders will bring their disciples to see the world, young people are always excited to see their idols, on the other hand, the real scientific researchers are still sitting in their chairs.

They also don't surrender themselves ... Scientists, they're all arrogant guys.

Uh, of course, there are exceptions.

"Dr. Otto, the military is interested in your research on robotic bionic organs, and if you are willing to cooperate with us, we are willing to talk to you in detail after the workshop."

Not far from Merlin, a serious guy in military uniform was whispering to a small-looking scientist.

The guy was chubby, wearing a green suit that didn't fit well, with highly myopic eyes, messy hair, and freckles on his face, looking like an otaku. Probably seeing that the military people valued him so much, the doctor, who had a very inconspicuous appearance, immediately chatted with those soldiers.

As Merlin looked at the guy, Icarus' lenses quickly revealed information about the guy's identity and a lot of news reports and papers he had published.

"Otto. Gunther. Octavis, an independent research scientist with 4 PhDs, has published several papers on bionic machinery, but has not been able to have a stable source of income due to his eccentric personality, and his life is poor. In addition to his amazing intelligence, he is a complete failure in both career and life. ”

This is what Icarus had to say about the otaku scientist.

It has to be said that after the personality module was re-established, Miss Icarus's personality became sharper and sharper.

"The military seems to be interested in him."

Merlin pushed his glasses and said:

"The military seems to have been quiet for a few years, but I don't think they're really going to hibernate ... Keep an eye on him, Icarus, and notify me of anything worth paying attention to. ”

"Buzz"

An icon resembling a sight was fixed on the otaku scientist who was having a good time talking to the military representative, indicating that Dr. Otto had been added to Merlin's private watch list.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

At the door of the ballroom, no sooner had the chaos caused by Dr. Reed's appearance than a new attendee appeared, and this guy seemed to be very rough.

"Smack"

A young man who couldn't dodge was pushed down, and what pushed him down was a red, eccentric, pincer-like, but high-tech construction robotic arm.

Compared to this robotic arm, its owner is obviously more eye-catching.

It was a guy only 1.4 meters tall, wearing a black suit and big sunglasses, looking like a muscular man, and he had a long beard, which made Merlin think that it was a dwarf who walked in.

But it's not, it's supposed to be a dwarfism, a real human being, and he's in his twilight years, but his temper is still hot.

"Tobiang. Lindholm, a private military weapons contractor, master designer of weapons of war, a notorious arms dealer. ”

Merlin's side of Agent Hill revealed the identity of this short guy who was full of thugs, and it stands to reason that such a guy with a less positive identity would not be invited, but since it was a nominal tech seminar, then excellent intelligence should not be turned away.

And more importantly, this short man who made his fortune selling arms is better bought than the traditional scientists who are face-saving, reserved, and stubbornly unwilling to give up their wariness of artificial intelligence.

As long as he gives enough money, he will become the staunchest supporter of the faction that praises AI.

Don't underestimate the influence of these arms traffickers.

However, Mr. Tobiang does not seem to have come alone today.

"Daddy! Decently, there are so many people here. ”

A crisp voice sounded behind the violent short old engineer, 1.8 meters tall, innocent and cute-looking, with maroon hair, and a girl in a short skirt complained dissatisfiedly.

She stepped forward, helped the young man who had been brutally pushed down by her father, and apologized to him on his father's behalf.

The young man in Namu was probably a student of a scientist, looking dumbfounded, and after being helped up by the cute girl, not only did he not get angry, but he grabbed his hair and tried to talk to the girl clumsily.

Uh, a nymphomaniac look.

"My little Brigitte, my daughter, don't talk to idiots, it's going to make you stupid."

The old man snorted, took his daughter's hand with a dissatisfied expression, looked left and right, and then walked straight towards Merlin.

"That's his daughter?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Agent Hill's face, and she compared the heights and looks of old Tobiang and little Brigitte, as well as their very different temperaments, and she looked at her director with some blankness, and said:

"Are you sure it's biological?"

"Well, it's probably the genes on my mother's side."

Merlin replied helplessly, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Tobiang, and said:

"I thought you would refuse, but I didn't expect you to come anyway."

"You sent an army... Damn it! ”

The old engineer said impatiently:

"Can I refuse? Do I dare to refuse? ”

"But we also brought money..."

Merlin's hand was clasped together with the red pincer mechanism in Tobiang's left hand, and he whispered:

"That's enough money to show our goodwill, you see, Mr. Tobiang, as a senior figure in the engineering industry, I think, you should also stand up and speak out, the development of artificial intelligence is beneficial to the world."

"But it's dangerous."

The little girl standing beside Tobiang suddenly interjected:

"The idea that technology should allow human progress is correct, and when technological progress does not mean that it must be reflected in the innovation of weapons systems..."

"Oh, this is... Miss Brigitta? ”

Merlin interrupted the little girl's words, and he turned to look at Brigitta, and said:

"Little girl, I'd love to discuss such a topic with you, but please be polite now, I'm talking to your father."

Brigitta was embarrassed by Merlin's words, and the girl turned her head angrily and pouted, as if she had begun to hate Merlin.

"Hey, you, be polite to my daughter!"

The old engineer's fiery temper came up, and he pointed to Merlin, and he said:

"My daughter means what I mean, take your stinky money, I won't help you stand on the platform... I sell arms, and I know better than anyone what kind of trouble it will bring when the existing weapons system is intelligent, and honestly, I don't trust you guys either. ”

"Oh, it turns out that the arms dealer who makes the money of the dead also has a kind heart."

Merlin was not angry, he just whispered:

"Unfortunately, it seems that our views are in conflict, but that's okay, I'm still happy to welcome both of you to this workshop... Ciel, why don't you show Miss Brigitta around? A talented young person like her should make more friends with good peers, such as Tony. Mr. Stark. ”

Merlin took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, and said to old Tobiang and his beautiful daughter:

"Alright, it's time for me to leave, have fun, you two."

"My baby girl, remember to leave that Tony. Stark is a little farther away. ”

After seeing Merlin leave, old Tobiang said to his daughter:

"That guy has a cloudy white liquid in his head, don't go near him, go talk to Mr. Reed, don't you admire him very much?"

"Hmm."

Little Brigitta looked very excited to follow her father to this gathering of world-class smart people for the first time, and she quickly got acquainted with Hill, calling her sister affectionately, which made Hill feel very good.

Therefore, Hill took advantage of his position and took the little girl to Reed's rest room, fulfilling her expectation of seeing her idol.

Soon, however, the two began to discuss mechanics that Hill didn't understand at all, and Ms. Agent became bored again.

Tobiang himself, with a glass of wine, wandered to the back of the banquet hall, and stood beside George, who was talking to Lady Moira, and stretched out his left engineering arm to knock on George's suspension chair, and said:

"Hey, man, your chair is good, do you want to sell it?"

George, who had been interrupted to flirt, turned his head and glanced at old Tobiang, and said:

"Your arm looks good, do you want to sell it?"

On the other side, Merlin pushed open the door of Bruce's lounge, only to see Bruce talking to Talia who appeared here for some reason, he did not disturb the communication of the "couple", and quietly retreated again, only to find that in the hallway, a large bald head with a wine glass, a black stand-up collar sweater and a trench coat was looking at him.

"Merlin. Riley? ”

"Lex. Luther? ”

The two of them called each other's names at the same time, and then their hands clasped together.

"Long admired the Great Name, Mr. Luther."

Merlin said to the bald head in front of him:

"Personally, I really appreciate your analysis of the future of artificial intelligence, and I think we should have the same view when looking at the issue of intelligent machines."

"I don't think you can read that report."

The big bald head shrugged, and he smiled at Merlin:

"But you're right, Director Merlin, we do share the same point of view, and I personally appreciate your contribution to the war against the Cybertrons, this world belongs to human beings, and our civilization can develop well and benignly without the intervention of foreign forces, and from this point of view, we can indeed be friends."

"Wow, you speak mercilessly."

Merlin smiled, he pushed his glasses, and said to Luther:

"I like to make friends with people who are straightforward to talk to, and when it comes to it, I am very interested in the wisdom machine... What do you think? ”

"They have to be controlled, there's no doubt about that."

Luther took a sip of his wine and said to Merlin:

"I'm going to set up a company dedicated to the research of smart machines, and if there is official support, I'm willing to be one of the first to try to use smart machines, and I'm also a businessman, and I occasionally chase profits."

"A company? Great idea. ”

Merlin looked left and right and lowered his voice:

"Why don't you get bigger, join forces with others to form a consortium, and build a multinational enterprise specializing in artificial intelligence and mechanical products, and we will cooperate with you to turn the threat of intelligent machines into a more peaceful concept in a few years, so that they can integrate more smoothly into this world. Well, you can do it as much as possible. ”

"Interesting."

Luthor nodded, and a ray of light danced on his bald head, and he said to Merlin:

"I'm interested, but I'll wait until the workshop is over."

"Well, we'll have a little drinking party then."

Merlin Says:

"Don't be late."

With that, he turned around and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Luther.

"Director Merlin, I have a personal question for you."

The big bald head stood in place, and he asked softly:

"For those aliens who have lived on Earth for a long time... What do you think? ”

"Oh?"

Merlin turned back and said to Luther:

"Are there aliens on Earth? Aren't all earthlings in this world? Racism is a stupid argument, Mr. Luther. ”

"Okay."

Luthor shrugged, he raised his glass towards Merlin, and he said with a smile:

"It seems that we also have a common language at this point."

"Well, then we're friends."

Merlin waved his hand at Luther, and he said:

"Let's go, the workshop is about to start... Seriously, people like me are standing in the crowd of you smart people, and you're about to be dazzled by the light of wisdom you exude... I couldn't understand 9 out of 10 of the 10 sentences they said, which was a real headache. ”

"Only those who talk about it like to use unclear language to show their superiority."

Luthor went up to Merlin, and he said to him:

"If you need to, I can explain everything they say to you in a language you understand... It's just some stupid theories that can't be put on the table and will never be realized. ”

Lex. A flash of disdain flashed in Luther's eyes, and he whispered:

"A truly wise man would not be involved in such a low-level discussion."

"Are you a wise man? Luther. ”

Merlin and Luthor walked into the elevator and asked:

"You've always spoken so directly to people and never been beaten?"

"I am, and I never hide it."

Luthor smiled casually:

"There are a lot of people who want to beat me up, but so far, no one has been able to do it. As for the disgust, jealousy, and slander..."

"Let them go, it's not my time that is wasted."

At this moment, the light above Luthor's head in the elevator was dazzling, and Merlin had to turn his head.

Oh, I'm really going to be blinded by this brilliant light of wisdom.