"The quality of intelligent robots is not good? 》

Photos of the robot's damage, as well as some articles, appeared on the web. As soon as these reports came out, they immediately caused waves and attracted the attention of the marching ant company.

"It's really a wave of unsettled, and a wave of rises."

Zhao Min couldn't cry or laugh, since the robot went on the market, a lot of things have not stopped.

However, it is also normal that the emergence of robots means that the way of life of human beings will undergo greater changes in the future.

The more things happen, the more humans are adapting to the presence of robots.

In the past, I always fantasized about robots entering the new life of human beings, but now that robots appear, I am a little worried. Whether Ye Gong is a good dragon or the fear of the unknown, intelligent robots have indeed appeared and will continue to exist in the future.

"What about him?" Zhao Min looked at Xiao Yu.

"He's in Building One, looking for the cause of the damage to those robots." Xiao Yu said.

"How did you get damaged?" Chen Mo carefully looked at the robot lying on the maintenance table, and after activating it, he asked.

This week, fourteen robots were abnormally damaged and sent back for repairs. Such a large amount of abnormal damage caught his attention. If the robot was in normal use, it would not have been possible to fail so quickly.

He has been using the robot for so long, and the data collection has long been complete, which is definitely not a quality issue. Looking at the traces on the robot, it is man-made damage.

Now there are some voices on the network that the bots are not of good quality.

As the designer of the robot, he had to find out the cause of the robot's damage. Otherwise, public opinion on the Internet will become more and more noisy. The current online world, whether at home or abroad, is in a deformed stage, and a little news will be hyped by the bottomless media.

After destroying five trolls last time, it stopped for a while.

Now the water army company does not dare to touch the taboo of the marching ant company, but the self-media may not say.

"Sir, I don't remember how it was damaged." The robot on the maintenance desk looked at Chen Mo.

For Chen Mo, all robots call him Mr. because he is the creator of all robots, and the internal program defaults.

A second-generation robot walked up to Chen Mo and stopped, and then spoke: "Brother Mo, it damaged the data of that time and was deleted." This also happened to several others, damaged during that time, and the usage data was deleted"

"Isn't the data automatically saved in the cloud when you use it?"

"No, they were damaged during that time, they were not connected to the network. However, I found that inside a robot, there is some special data. ”

"What data?" Chen Mo asked.

"Fighting techniques."

The second-generation robot's hand pointed to the screen next to the maintenance table, a video of fighting, a video of kung fu teaching, and the fighting technical data that the robot learned independently.

"I really have the idea to let the robot learn fighting skills."

After Chen Mo saw the data, he was amused. It's a bit rough to make the robot learn, but it's useful.

"Call up all the information of these robot owners."

"This is all the information of the owner of the robot who sent it back for repair." On the screen next to the maintenance desk, more than a dozen documents popped up: "They have one thing in common, they are all rich people." ”

"Nonsense." Chen Mo smiled: "Make a statistic and analysis of the places they have been to in the past few days." ”

These people are all in different places, distributed in various provinces and cities in China, but he is sure that there must be some kind of connection between the damage of these robots.

"The dots are integrated by the positioning system within the robot, the lines are the position integration of their mobile phones, and the dots of different colors represent different people."

A map pops up on the screen, marked by different lines and dots.

Usually, he will not look at the information collected by these positioning systems, he will not pay attention to it, and will only use it to find the robot when the robot is lost. Now the situation is special and can only be investigated in this way.

"Enlarge the map of Tokai City." Chen Mo pointed to the place where the lines and dots converged: "This is here, where is this convergence place?" ”

"Freedom Clubhouse."

Cai Liang looked at the clubhouse in front of him at night, with curiosity.

In the driver's seat of the car sat a yellow-haired man, a rich second-generation friend of his. This is a high-end private club, and those who usually go in and out of here are either rich or expensive, and they are the most powerful people in Binhai City.

In recent times, there has been a new show here that has attracted a lot of interest.

"Huang Mao, are you sure that Blue Girl can do it?" Cai Liang glanced back at the enchantress robot in the back seat.

"Yes, sure." Huang Mao said firmly: "I have won a few times and earned a lot, five hundred yuan, but now my robot has been sent back to the marching ant company for maintenance, so I trained your robot, and I will come here tonight." As long as they don't find out this secret, they can definitely make a lot of money, and it is not a problem to buy another robot. ”

"Okay." Cai nodded and sat calmly.

The car slowly entered the venue, stopped in the parking lot, and the two got out of the car. Immediately afterwards, the robot also got out of the car and followed behind Cai Liang.

After the two and a robot appeared, the reception staff also greeted them.

"Huang Shao, you're here." A female supervisor looked at Huang Mao with a smile on her face: "This is?" Then he looked at Cai Liang.

"He's Brother Liang, my best friend, bring him to play." Huang Mao smiled.

"Then let's go in." The female supervisor led the two into the clubhouse, entered a stairwell, and turned to the basement: "Huang Shao, the next show won't start until half an hour later, do you want to do your hair first, or learn some foreign languages?" ”

"It's free to do hair, and I'm still a little interested in learning a foreign language, but I'm not a fast gunner, I'll talk about it next time." The yellow-haired man swept the female supervisor with a wicked smile.

"What about Brother Liang?" The female supervisor looked at Cai Liang.

"There are many foreign languages to learn here, Japanese, Russian, English, Korean, Vietnamese, Hindi."

"No need." Cai Liang next to him rolled his eyes, he didn't have much interest in these, he came over today, just to see what the special program Huang Mao was talking about.

Following the female supervisor, the two quickly entered the basement.

A shout came from behind the closed door, which made Cai Liang slightly surprised.

"Next, I'll take you to a world you haven't been exposed to." Huang Mao smiled at Cai Liang, followed behind the female supervisor, and pushed the door to enter.

The hustle and bustle, the excitement, the blood, the shock, is the atmosphere inside the door. Perfume, cigarettes, wine, food, hormonal flavors are mixed, full of decaying and decaying smells.

On the seats, rich businessmen dressed in revealing girls, suits and leather shoes, children dressed in ostentatious clothes, urban white-collar workers who are usually cold, and bejeweled celebrities all shouted towards the iron cage in the center of the venue.

How serious you are usually, how crazy you are now. Everyone had excitement in their eyes, as if they were cathartic. The woman also lost her usual nobility and coldness, and was completely immersed in it.

Cai Liang secretly spoke, there are many people here who make him familiar, and they are all serious entrepreneurs outside, but he didn't expect there to be such a side.

On the iron cage in the middle of the field, two strong men are fighting, every move is fast and accurate, completely solid, and one move can subdue the other party.

Black Fist?

Cai Liang was secretly surprised, he didn't expect that there was an underground black boxing place in a high-end club with a bright surface. The two were ushered into a small room with a glass overlooking the arena.

"Wait a minute, someone will notify you later, this is the number." The female supervisor handed a number to Huang Mao, smiled charmingly, and left the room.

"Does it feel fresh?" Huang Mao asked.

Cai Liang rolled his eyes directly.

"I still don't come to this kind of place very often, but I still like bars in comparison."

"I was racing or clubbing some time ago, but there's been something new here, so I'll come over and have fun, and I'll take you to play by the way." Yellow fur grinned.

Ten minutes later, a big man was beaten to the ground with his face covered in blood and fell to the ground, and mocking boos rang out from his seat.

The cage was cleared, and a host walked into the iron cage. Everyone in the audience fell silent and looked at the host.

"Next, it's tonight's theme: robot fighting."