Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, at around seven o'clock, Zhang Qian was woken up by the ringing of the phone, and when he took it, it turned out to be a call from the intelligent housekeeper.

"Sir, the time is almost up, Miss Carla's plane will arrive at the New York International Airport in half an hour. ”

"Got it. ”

Zhang Qian hung up the phone and began to wash, secretly sighing that the intelligence of the smart tube is getting higher and higher.

He told the intelligent housekeeper last night that he was going to pick up the plane, and asked it to wake him up early the next morning, and then when he was sleeping, he turned off the brain information interaction system.

This is nothing on the surface, but it is actually a small test of the intelligence of the smart housekeeper.

Because Zhang Qian did not explain how much time he should wake up earlier, this requires Ah Fu to grasp the proportions himself.

Of course, this is not really the point of the test, because it is not very difficult.

As long as the intelligent program is based on the speed rhythm that its owner is used to, it is easy to calculate the specific amount of time advance by integrating the current road traffic conditions in New York, and finally putting the distance and speed into it.

For a standard intelligent program like Afu, it's actually not difficult.

However, Zhang Qian turned off the brain information interaction system, which means that the information receiving function is turned off, and the intelligent program cannot directly communicate with the owner.

As a result, it did a pretty good job, directly hacking the Hilton hotel service switchboard and acting as a smart alarm clock for the host on time.

It's called flexibility.

For humans, this degree of flexibility seems to be very inconspicuous, but for the rigid and rigid AI, this degree has actually broken through to a certain critical point and crossed the critical point of intelligence, and the degree of intelligence is not much weaker than the red queen who fell into the space mezzanine, and it is definitely much more advanced than Stark butler Jarvis.

Jarvis, an intelligent program, is never 'self-proclaimed'.

In the original, it watched its owner take the reactor on its chest, without any warning, to see how rigid it was.

Zhang Qiangang lamented that his intelligent AI had grown up, and when he was thinking about when to fulfill his promise and get it an 'exclusive mobile server', he didn't expect that there would be a surprise next.

In silence, Fauber automatically turned on the communication mode: "Sir, do you need to see the news? ”

Well?

Zhang Qian nodded: "Okay, let's see what they say." ”

When the smart program took the initiative to turn on the TV and filter the channels, he asked casually: "By the way, Ah Fu, I remember that I didn't set this initial function for you, what is the reason why you want to take the initiative to communicate with me and put it into practice?"

“......。 ”

As if this was a big problem, the intelligent AI was suddenly silent for a few seconds, and finally said with some doubts: "I don't know, I just suddenly had this idea, and I couldn't find the source in the self-test...... Master, I'm not going to break it, are you're going to format me?"

Originally, it was said well, but the intelligent AI suddenly changed its tone, and even the title changed from 'Mr.' to 'Master', as if it was really worried about its own safety.

This time it was Zhang Qian's turn to be silent.

He didn't know if Ah Fu was really worried about formatting it and killing him, or if he was just just making proper simulated feedback based on the locale.

"Hehe, Ah Fu, I'll check the source code for you when I go back, if this is your real chaos feedback, congratulations, you will get the movable body I promised. ”

"Really, master, can I choose the type myself?" the smart program was full of surprises.

Interesting, Zhang Qian asked rhetorically: "Oh, what do you want?"

"I would like to have a sufficiently powerful organism as a body, preferably human, male, around 30 years old, with facial features that are in line with my current image. ”

Zhang Qian smiled: "Yes." ”

Isn't it just the human body as a server carrier?

This is not difficult for Dr. Zhang.

For his current level of technology, the biological brain is also a natural carbon-based server, although the form of program operation is quite different from that of a silicon-based server, but it is only a little troublesome.

Zhang Qian has even thought about the transformation method, and it is more difficult to transform the program architecture of Fuber, so it is better to transform the human brain 'hard disk', make a body, and transform the brain thinking storage and extraction mode to become completely like a computer, but it is enough to be compatible with Fuber's core programs.

Well, this is Dr. Zhang, and the reflection is very different from most of the time-travelers.

In the face of the housekeeper Fubo, who broke through the boundary, he didn't worry that his intelligent program would rebel at all, but was sincerely happy.

The current situation is that as long as he is willing to pull the discipline to his ankles, he has no shortage of computing resources in this world, and it is no problem to want as many fast servers as he wants.

Think of billions of human brains being modified and then connected to the grid...... It's too ghostly and unappetizing.

Zhang Qian is an old antique, he doesn't like the sci-fi collapse apocalyptic wind, he prefers to eat some delicacies with all kinds of poisons, and occasionally when he is free, he can also find celebrities...... Women, let's talk about it and cultivate our sentiments.

Wouldn't it be more beautiful to be so beautiful?

At this point, the smart program finally selects a channel that it deems appropriate.

The BBC talk show began to be broadcast on TV, and the host was discussing the hot topic of last night's 'New York incident' with several experts in law, finance, military and political circles.

The guests were Truss, chief barrister from Tennessee, Helms from Wall Street, Major General Francis from a secret base, and the mayor of New York.

The host looked sad and asked solemnly: "According to the results released by the FBI, last night's tragedy all stemmed from a dangerous out-of-control experiment by the military, because of the irresponsibility of a certain major general at Hudson Base, who insisted on going his own way, which ultimately led to this tragedy." What do you think about that? How much credibility is there?"

Mr. Helms, the elite Wall Street in the financial world, first said: "I don't know how credible this incident is, but I think that a certain major general who has not been named must be held accountable for this incident to the end! Because of this tragedy, the direct economic losses have reached $17.5 billion! Indirect economic losses...... Immeasurable. ”

"That's right, someone has to be in charge to the end!"

The mayor of New York very much agreed with the former's words, held up a stack of papers, and said: "Everyone, please look at the information in my hand, according to preliminary statistics, New York City has destroyed a total of 136 houses and 417 vehicles in this incident, and as of 6 o'clock in the morning, the death toll has risen to 2,197! A total of 312 people are still lying in the intensive care unit and are not out of danger of life......

This is a bunch of war disasters! Not an adjective!"

"I very much agree with the words of His Excellency the Mayor. ”

Chief Barrister Truss took over the conversation: "From a legal point of view, the New York incident is obviously not simple, in my opinion, not only a certain military major general needs to be held accountable for this, I am afraid that even Dr. Zhang, who claims to be righteous and brave, cannot stay out of the matter!"

"Oh, why do you say that?"

The host is interested, and when he encounters this kind of guest who is not afraid of death and has the courage to challenge the powerful, of course he can't let go of this topic, and he chases after him: "Can you tell me why?"

The barrister nodded slightly, indicating that there was nothing that could not be said, and after looking around, he said: "I will not tell you about the specific laws and regulations here, lest the audience in front of the TV think that I am fooling people with professional knowledge, I will tell you: In the real world, there are no 'vigilantes'! There should be no vigilantes, because they are all lawless!"

Uh, okay, to the point.

Zhang Qian sneered and turned off the TV.

Of course, he knows that most of the so-called heroic behaviors of superheroes are illegal, and they are not said in the comics, mainly to take care of the reading habits of children.

When superheroes appear in reality, the final result can only be the same as the Avengers deduce - government regulation.

The civil war of superheroes is doomed, because the final result must be that some people obey the government's arrangement, and some people will not accept it.

But what does this matter to me?

Zhang Qian smiled, if you have the ability, come here, if you can bite off one of my hairs, you will win.

Although he didn't think about taking the initiative to cause wind and rain, it doesn't mean that he can tolerate others stepping on his head.

Truth be told, Dr. Chang was capable enough to rule the world, but he didn't do it;

Taking a step back, he doesn't even intend to change the world.

In his view, it is better for the world, whether it is political or economic, to develop freely according to the current model.

With Zhang Qian's ability and technology, in this world, it can actually be regarded as something that can be taken and desired.

The combat power is still second, and what really explodes is his title of 'Master of Illusions'.

With this ability, money is really just a string of numbers in his eyes, and the pinnacle of power is at his fingertips.

However, in the end, he chose to be a hidden boss, and the reason was just that he didn't want to work hard.

Anyway, what resources are needed, even if you get them when the time comes, will anyone else be able to stop themselves?

Hulk, Ant-Man, or the world-famous purple sweet potato monster?

Hehe......

If it weren't for the fact that it wouldn't be so ugly and affect the harmony of the world, Zhang Qian would even want to save the company's commercial operations, and finally insisted on doing so, most of the reason was that he wanted to establish a reputation and recruit talents.

Uh, some people ask why do you want to 'recruit' talent?

Zhang Qian said he couldn't.

Because interfering with a person's mind can cause the brain's thinking to work poorly, the more you feel, the more severe the effects become.

Turning others into ideological slaves, although it will not make a genius directly become mentally retarded, is very likely to become a mediocre talent.

What's the use of having more of them?

Speaking of geniuses, there are only two of them waiting for him downstairs.

Zhang Qian went downstairs, called the two doctors and professors who had just woken up and looked confused, packed the mobile armor into the car, and the group went straight to New York International Airport.

Halfway through, he identified himself, stretched out an olive branch, and turned over coercion and temptation, the point was that 'you have caused a great bad impact, and this matter will definitely not be settled without me'.

The two poor dicks looked at the devastated New York, what could they do?

After achieving his goal, Zhang Qian began to enter the role of the boss and asked, "Professor Smith, how did you copy the blood of Bulus?"

Mr. Lan...... Professor Smith felt a little inexplicable, but he still replied honestly: "His blood has an energy field contagion, and a single drop can infect 5,000 milliliters of first-class mutant blood. ”

Such a simple question to ask? Smith was a little puzzled.

It's that simple?

It turns out that it is not a copy of blood...... Damn, wait for the dark, it's definitely dark under the lights!

Dr. Zhang grimaced and tilted his head to the side, indicating that he had never asked the question.

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