Chapter 361: Lost Soul

It's still the place just now, it's still the white coat just now, and it's still the same people just now. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sometimes I don't understand a thing, you know." A researcher looked at the various data on the screen and said to the man in a suit next to him.

"What's the matter, you say." The man nodded, and a magnetic baritone pierced the screen.

"We should be relatively complete in research on artificial intelligence now." The researcher looked at the flickering screens of light and data in the room and said, "Then why did you bring this thing back?" ”

"I don't think this kind of old-fashion stuff can be used now, and it takes a lot of time and effort to fix it, doesn't it?"

The man looked at him and waved his hand.

"Not really." His eyes were on the box that was being repaired, "Through upgrades, we can improve her intelligence, and through repairs, we can also stitch her broken body together, besides, although we can do a lot of things that are better than the artificial intelligence at that time, there is one thing that these newborns don't have, and what we need is this kind of thing." ”

"We need ...... What the? The researcher's tone was cautious, he didn't know what the man was going to say next.

"Experience." The man let out a long breath, "The AI in this box, and the experience she has are incomparable to many of our current AIs, otherwise how do you think that car accident was caused?" ”

"Wait...... You mean to say that this box contains a killing machine? The researcher pointed to the box in disbelief, surprised. When the researchers standing next to them heard this, they also turned their eyes to this side, paying attention to the progress of the conversation here.

However, the middle-aged man did not speak, nor did he nod.

"Gentlemen." He was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, "What is your definition of a 'killing machine'?" I'd like to hear your insights. ”

Killing machines?

The researchers fell silent when they heard this somewhat surprising question.

"I know that this is not a problem for you talented students." The man shrugged, "I also know that you can answer this simple question of language definition in an instant. ”

"But." Then he changed his words, "You can't answer me, can you?" ”

"You can't answer me, not because you're too stupid to understand and can't express, or because you're hard to describe, but because you're so clever that you can immediately understand what I'm trying to tell you when you come up with the answer."

The man walked around the table with the iron box, speaking to the surrounding researchers.

"Because the definition of the word killing machine is designed for human beings." His eyes lit up.

"A warrior who has achieved a hundred and a thousand on the battlefield can be praised as a killing machine for his bravery and the ability to take the lead in slaying the enemy."

"A murderer who ignores the iron law and kills many innocent people brutally, such a murderer, we can also call him a killing machine."

"But there's one thing, guys." The middle-aged man glanced back at all the researchers present.

"All the adjectives we just mentioned exist only for human beings, only for us." He said slowly, "Then I ask you, if such a machine can learn to kill, it can only learn from us humans." ”

"So, that's why you're silent, right?"

The researchers standing around were afraid to speak, but they all nodded in agreement.

"But at the same time, I think you understand what that means." The man laughed, and a hint of cunning flashed in his fierce gaze just now.

"Of course, sir." The researcher replied, "The AI in this iron box has the ability to learn autonomously. ”

"Well, of course you do." The man nodded, "So, from now on, all of you stop your work and focus your attention on this box." ”

"My request to you is to repair the data in it within a month, and extract the intelligence in it for me, if you don't do it well, don't say in front of me that you are a first-class team in the future."

The middle-aged man left a sentence and turned around and walked towards the door of the research room.

Then the door closed softly as everyone in the room looked at each other.

"It seems that this man is quite polite." The Guardian looked at what was in front of him and suddenly muttered to himself.

Then the screen goes dark again.

The next light lit up as usual.

These rays of light are like a story dressed in a series, slowly moving from back to front along the track of time, telling a mysterious story to the Guardian.

While the Guardian knew that the story was all about one point, she didn't know what that point meant.

She felt that only by continuing to read could the ending give her an answer.

So, without the slightest hesitation, she quickly floated to the next light that lit up.

After all, in this place where the concepts of time and space are relatively vague, she can't find anything else to do other than this one, and even if she wants to get out, she lacks a specific method.

And most importantly, she is still in a state of amnesia at this time.

She now remembers nothing but that she understands that she is an AI.

That light is her only sustenance, and it is also her only reliance now.

The brilliant light unfolded into a screen before her eyes, showing her what happened next.

……

The scene on the screen is still the same as the previous one, and the researchers are now working day and night.

But one thing is different.

The table with the iron box in the previous picture is now a 3D stereoscopic projection.

The projection is clear and indistinct in the picture, but I can barely judge that the projected thing is a human form.

"How's the restoration going?" The familiar baritone reappeared.

"It's almost ready to be done, and now we're working on the final steps of the restoration." "Once the repair is complete, we'll begin extraction work as soon as it's complete." ”

"That's good, it's pretty fast, I really didn't misunderstand you, keep coming back."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and walked out the door.

The blurry 3D projection flickered silently twice.