Chapter 7: Autonomous Driving
Lime has no appetite to eat, full of loneliness, wandering the streets of the old world.
"What is the difference between 'killing' today and an executioner......" Thinking of this, Lime quickly shook his head and drove the thought out.
Human fundamentalists are running and shouting in the streets, and Lime sees only that it is ridiculous and boring.
Robots are robots, and it's really idle to be alarmist with a few specially customized super robots. Most of them are just machines implanted with a thought and stupid beliefs. Created by human needs and dyed by human needs, they are ultimately nothing more than a pile of broken copper and iron.
"Life is all about endlessly creating anxiety and then solving the anxiety ......"
Lime sat down in a tavern and ordered a plate of shredded seaweed and a pot of soju. Muttered to himself, "It's like the mechanical bear that was smashed when I was a kid...... If it's broken, it's broken! Mass production batch destruction, well, that's it. β
A few glasses of soju went down, her face was hot, her internal organs were hot, there were manpower police in the old world, and she was drunk and afraid that no one would send her home, Lime hurried out vigilantly and ran back to the parking lot. As soon as the hood was opened, he vomited into the car, but fortunately he didn't vomit on the road, otherwise he would have been fined.
"Clean up!" Lime snorts and the cleaning system turns on automatically. There was a faint scent of orange wafting from the car.
"Go home!" Lime closed his eyes after speaking, automotive technology has long solved the problem of autonomous driving, and of course you can drive after drinking.
The bicycle was parked under the apartment building on the other side and automatically called his neighbor Xu Yi.
Xu Yi pulled the lime out of the car, "How much have you drunk?" β
"A little, a little!"
After the two went upstairs, the bicycle automatically drove into the parking lot.
"Hey...... If you write brain programs, you should create some mythological stories for robots, such as the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the Jade Emperor, and the Seven Fairies, so that they can also have dreams to do......"
"Those naΓ―ve myths and humans don't even look at them, they're really drunk!"
Xu Yi helped Lime to the bed, "You are really idle, you still have time to drink." β
"You're creating brains, not like I'm just a face!" Lime hugged the pillow with an aggrieved expression.
"When you were in school, you weren't very proud, saying that you have the best portrait aesthetics in the world, and you know Hongchen's emotions best, and you can endow the soul of the robot with your face in the world."
"Alas......" Lime closed his eyes, and the scene of the expression on the robot's face instantly dissipated after the probe was pierced in his mind, which was the result of the instant failure of the facial expression code that controlled it. A dead face with no emotional temperature.
"I want to drink sour jujube tea...... Lime cried softly, and the small water dispenser at the bedside automatically started brewing. Lime opened her eyes and looked at the teacup at the head of the bed, too lazy to reach out, "As soon as the thought moves, it's just in the stomach." β
Struggling to get up, "What have you been up to lately?" β
"You don't understand, medical robots have long-term high energy consumption, too much information storage will cause inefficient information interaction, and brain chips need to be replaced.
"Okay, good, that's amazing!"
"Are you there now?"
"I had nothing to do, so I was transferred to the garbage disposal department to help......"
"Huh......" Xu Yi pouted and left.
The wine slowly dissipated, and Lime got up to take a bath.
"Human fundamentalism is a blind organization, if doctors are also done by humans, can they still be healthy and jump around, it will really only take advantage!"
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