System: "You're still far away, do you know what the contract ritual of the Spirit Clan is?" ”

White Ash: "You won't perform on the spot, will you?" That's too shy, too. ”

System: "Delete the yellow garbage in your head, our contract ceremony will take a little soul body of the two people and plant it on each other, after forming a contract, you can feel the other party's mental state at any time, and even occasionally feel the other party's emotions." ”

White Ash: "And this posture?" Is there a film source? The number is fine. ”

The system was furious, "You scoundrel, what a sacred contract this is, can you only think of messy things?" ”

However, it quickly deflated, and told White Ash about the strange marriage rituals between the planes.

For example, in the Dark Clan, on the wedding night, the two have to fight, win the main control of the future family, and lose into subordination.

Bai Ash said in a clear tone, "I know, whoever wins is on top." ”

There are also aquariums, they take the form of liquid substances, and the marriage ceremony is to fuse with each other, and the fusion ends in two parts that are not even a molecule that can be broken into one dime, and then they will be fused every once in a while, so that the two sides of the contract will always remain in the same state.

Bai Ash: "What if the number of a molecule is singular?" Divide protons and electrons? What if protons and electrons are also singular? ”

System: "Can't you just take out the superfluous molecules?" It's starting to say the oath outside, don't raise the bar with me. ”

After the two got married, Gu Li re-founded the company with the bonus accumulated in white ashes, and slowly returned to the president who was not very president.

Life is as smooth as ever. Two years later, when everyone was not looking, A301 noticed a silent goodbye.

It squatted at the feet of White Ash every day, and as soon as White Ash lowered his head, he could see its gaze looking up.

"Master, are you terminally ill and dying?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I think your recent behavior is, in human terms, a broken jar."

Staying up late, playing games while charging, not caring for the simulated skin, not maintaining, not even applying lubricating oil to the joints in recent days, and sometimes creaking when walking.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, after I leave, I will leave you a sum of money, and you can live without relying on humans."

"Master, don't lie to me, according to the current robot regulations, every robot must have a human owner, and no one will be sent back to the factory."

White Ash: →_→

"I've been rewarded by the government for helping them expose a big case across the ages, and this can still be done."

"Master, you are so amazing!" The A301's praise is still genuine.

System: "Hmph, you're leaving, and it can still laugh." ”

White Ash: "Do you want it to cry bitterly and take my hand and shout at me not to leave or to leave?" Don't be embarrassed about the robot, okay? ”

It knows to separate, but it doesn't know how to be sad.

Because it's a robot.

Before leaving, White Ash decides to check out the legendary strongest artificial intelligence, A101.

This innocent guy who didn't have a single character left to be deleted was happy to see White Ash.

"Your shell looks so good."

"Thank you. Some people say you're the smartest AI, and now I have a question for you, you should know about the Turing test. ”

The Turing test means that a machine is intelligent if it is able to engage in a conversation with a human (via a telex device) without being able to identify itself as a machine.

"So how do you tell if an intelligence is in disguise?"

A101 began to calculate rapidly, and the display in front of him frantically flashed data.

For a while, it spoke slowly, but the data was still pulsating, "I can't answer this question, but... No matter how I answer you, you can't be sure, because I might disguise myself..."

It spoke faster and faster, "Maybe I've been pretending for a long time, maybe I've known the answer to this question for a long time, but I'm not willing to tell humans..."

The display screen in front of him began to pop up red characters, and the data jumped faster and faster, and finally became invisible, A101 seemed to have been infected with a virus, making a completely incomprehensible sound.

System: "You're still far away, do you know what the contract ritual of the Spirit Clan is?" ”

White Ash: "You won't perform on the spot, will you?" That's too shy, too. ”

System: "Delete the yellow garbage in your head, our contract ceremony will take a little soul body of the two people and plant it on each other, after forming a contract, you can feel the other party's mental state at any time, and even occasionally feel the other party's emotions." ”

White Ash: "And this posture?" Is there a film source? The number is fine. ”

The system was furious, "You scoundrel, what a sacred contract this is, can you only think of messy things?" ”

However, it quickly deflated, and told White Ash about the strange marriage rituals between the planes.

For example, in the Dark Clan, on the wedding night, the two have to fight, win the main control of the future family, and lose into subordination.

Bai Ash said in a clear tone, "I know, whoever wins is on top." ”

There are also aquariums, they take the form of liquid substances, and the marriage ceremony is to fuse with each other, and the fusion ends in two parts that are not even a molecule that can be broken into one dime, and then they will be fused every once in a while, so that the two sides of the contract will always remain in the same state.

Bai Ash: "What if the number of a molecule is singular?" Divide protons and electrons? What if protons and electrons are also singular? ”

System: "Can't you just take out the superfluous molecules?" It's starting to say the oath outside, don't raise the bar with me. ”

After the two got married, Gu Li re-founded the company with the bonus accumulated in white ashes, and slowly returned to the president who was not very president.

Life is as smooth as ever. Two years later, when everyone was not looking, A301 noticed a silent goodbye.

It squatted at the feet of White Ash every day, and as soon as White Ash lowered his head, he could see its gaze looking up.

"Master, are you terminally ill and dying?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I think your recent behavior is, in human terms, a broken jar."

Staying up late, playing games while charging, not caring for the simulated skin, not maintaining, not even applying lubricating oil to the joints in recent days, and sometimes creaking when walking.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, after I leave, I will leave you a sum of money, and you can live without relying on humans."

"Master, don't lie to me, according to the current robot regulations, every robot must have a human owner, and no one will be sent back to the factory."

White Ash: →_→

"I've been rewarded by the government for helping them expose a big case across the ages, and this can still be done."

"Master, you are so amazing!" The A301's praise is still genuine.

System: "Hmph, you're leaving, and it can still laugh." ”

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