"I come from a government-funded foundation that works to protect humanity from unknowable harm."

"Unknown harm?"

"To put it simply, improving health care policy and keeping the public safe are what we've been doing."

"But I still don't understand what unknowable harm is."

"Foley, you're a sci-fi fan."

Mussel Ling Mei smiled shallowly.

"You even know that?"

The guest smiled again, as if everything was under control. As Forlì grew accustomed to the atmosphere, he leaned back in his chair and put on a sleepy-eyed look to send the guests away.

But Mussel Lingmei is not someone who can be sent away casually.

"If I say alien creatures, unknown viruses or robots, can you understand that?"

Representative Foley didn't immediately return, his mind spun around as he remembered recent events that might have linked him to unknowable harm.

Virus? No.

Extraterrestrial creatures? Representative Foley would love to see if they looked alike. An organic mechanical body created by Giger.

Robot? Maybe the only thing that has to do with you is a robot, but how much does a robot have to do with it?

The biggest threat to robots is to have independent consciousness, but for this, Foley has always believed that a sudden rebellion will not happen, and even if the independent consciousness of robots appears, it will require an evolutionary process, although this process may evolve dozens of times faster than human consciousness, but it will not change dramatically in the day.

No matter how you look at it, it is optimistic, and Representative Foley has always believed that human pessimism and self-pity are not good for development, and individual pessimism and self-pity are meaningless to real life.

"No, you'd better be simple, I can understand it, otherwise our chat is so meaningless, and I can sleep a little more at this time."

Instead of immediately continuing the conversation, she stared at Forlì's face with her dark pupils, as if there was something strange on it.

This kind of gaze makes Forlì feel uncomfortable, and the sight of such a woman who has just passed away makes Foley feel even more weird.

"Maybe we can talk about topics related to your major, you should have done the exam on this issue and have your own beliefs."

After a pause, seeing that Forley did not refuse, Mussel Lingmei continued.

"Imagine if the machine had consciousness, if consciousness and emotion were regarded as a kind of thinking, it would be difficult to deny that such a robot was not a human being, right?"

"That's not right."

"What's wrong?"

"If the consciousness possessed by the machine is within the scope of human understanding, knowing that human beings understand things through their own existing experience, there is an unsolvable dilemma, which stems from the limitations of human cognition.

If a machine has a consciousness that humans have never encountered, then humans will not see the power of this consciousness; But if it is only consciousness within human calculation, then it is easy for human beings to think that it cannot be considered true intelligence. ”

"But it doesn't make sense."

"Yes, because no one knows."

"But what if robots know and humans don't?"

"That's what you call unknowable harm?"

"Sort of one of them."

"Good."

Representative Foley has the illusion that the Japanese in front of him reminds him of years ago arguing with Efia about whether artificial intelligence will surpass humans.

Efia is paranoid that once artificial intelligence surpasses humans, humans cannot understand it, so it can also be thought that artificial intelligence may have surpassed humans in part, but humans cannot understand it.

Representative Foley scoffs at this claim, dismissing it as plainly ridiculous.

But now he actually answered Mussel Lingmei's question with similar logic.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Representative Foley glanced at Mussel Lingmei, then turned his gaze to the kitchen door.

Mussel Lingmei has always looked at Forley squarely, and she doesn't think there is anything inappropriate about this.

Now it can be said that Foley is single, and it is not polite for a woman to look at a man like this, at least in the East. Forley thought to himself.

"Your answer is interesting, Foley." She smiled, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing her white teeth. "How do you tell if a person is that person?"

Foley repeats the question in his mind, a chill slowly rising from his spine, which inevitably reminds him of Leonard, and wonders if the appearance of this mussel is related to Leonard's death.

As the chill behind him grew stronger, he felt the sensation so familiar, as strong as the fear he had in the car on the day of Sammel's suicide.

How can we tell if a person is that person, this is a difficult question to answer.

Representative Foley was not going to answer Mussel's question. After half an hour of conversation, he believed that no matter what he answered, there were traps and conspiracies buried behind it, and this woman definitely didn't simply come to talk to him or have breakfast.

The two sat at the table, waiting for the other to speak first. In the end, it was Mussel's beautiful voice that broke the silence.

"I didn't expect this question to stump you."

"Yes." Representative Foley replies.

"Okay then."

"Let's talk about why you're here."

Representative Foley sits up straight, his eyes slightly bulging out from his grief, and although he sits in a chair, his tall figure still gives a nervous sense that cannot be overstated.

"I hope that you will listen to this with concern for your fellow kind, and after I have finished speaking, no matter how many doubts you may have, please think about your decision from the standpoint of care, your decision is very important to us and many more, I want to follow your customary saying - for the sake of the country you love, please choose carefully.

"What we're doing is the Jellyfish Project."

Representative Foley mentally repeats "Project Jellyfish." Mussel Lingmei's expression became more and more serious, "This plan may be related to whether human beings can continue to maintain a stable life. ”

"It sounds like there's a war going on."

"The analogy is good, but we don't know where the wars are happening, and we don't know what the nature of the wars is, maybe they're about to start, maybe they're starting, maybe they're already starting."

"Oh."

"The only thing that can be confirmed is that the other side did not have good intentions and could foresee the terrible consequences of the aggression, in which some people would lose their lives, and some people would lose their lives as a result."

"You call the war plan the jellyfish plan? Sounds a lot less war-like. ”

"It's a war that happens passively, Forlì. It's like jellyfish predation. ”

"That's down to its divergent neural network, an ancient creature that doesn't resemble a human brain, but has the earliest neural networks."

"Quite right." The corners of Mussel Lingmei's mouth flashed a brief rise.

"The next question you have to think about is if a machine consciousness finds that it can override human consciousness, will it do so?"

This time it was Foley's turn to keep his eyes on the guest.

"Would you do that?" Guest repeats the question.

"Is it any harm to them?"

"It's a special angle." Mussel Lingmei smiled with satisfaction.

"We don't think there's any harm to them at all, so, if there's no harm, why not do it?"

"Do one thing just because there is no harm in thinking about the good?"

"Benefits?"

"The good, damn it, it may be a good except the bad, but what's the bad, since they can do it."

"Very good, Foley, you are the right person."

"Wait, I haven't promised you anything yet."

Myokou moved her body slightly, and although Forley didn't make any promises, everything was still under her control so far, and she was slightly excited—the excitement that she was about to achieve her goal.