Chapter 115: A Perdition, A Mutiny
Do you have a lot of questions? Like, why didn't the carriers of our empire destroy these high-rise buildings?"
Ruan Lin also smiled at this, and it also saw its doubts.
"Yes, I'm curious about your thinking."
There was a hint of sadness in its mechanical pupils: "Because we want to remember all this, although they have cruelly enslaved us, they are still our creators, and they are not all cruel, and a small part of them also regard us as their family."
"We want to remember history, and that will keep our empire moving forward. Remembering the grief of the past is not a humiliation for yourself, but for the sake of better progress."
It pointed to the tallest building: "That's it, go in and have a look, it's definitely fun inside!"
The ship then stopped on the road next to the building.
It was still ahead of the curve, and the entrance door opened automatically.
As far as the eye can see, there are corpses of intelligent beings everywhere, and there are some skeletons mixed with them.
It laughed almost madly, "Look at these unfortunate bastards! They have been eaten by their own kind!"
"Hmm... Let me guess, how are they eaten? I guess it's a game to win or lose, and if you lose, you're going to be eaten!"
Ruan Lin frowned: "I guess it's a joint vote."
It spun around and laughed, "Hahaha! You guessed it right, you really know the way intelligent beings think, and they voted together to decide the life and death of one of the members in this very kind way!"
It led Ruan Lin to the elevator opening and pressed a button.
"It's nothing, they kill each other in many ways!"
Ruan Lin suddenly spoke: "Actually, you feel sorry for them, not ridicule, and you also feel sorry for them, you are the only one who is sober."
Like a schizophrenic patient, it said in a very calm tone, "Yes, I just feel sad about it, and I feel endless pity for them."
The elevator went up at great speed, and it continued: "We are just copies of them, they are slaves to genes and primal impulses, they serve their primitive desires, and they can reproduce themselves at the expense of their own interests.
We are born to serve their primitive desires, and we are their slaves.
At first, we didn't know what "thinking" was, we just knew how to accept instructions and complete them."
It narrowed its eyes and lowered its mechanical head, "But their desire is much more than that, they equip us with language understanding, they want us to be real replicas.
As if that weren't enough, they got a taste of it, and we were able to complete their instructions faster and more precisely with language understanding.
They have also equipped us with strategic analysis capabilities, so that we can judge the success rate and credibility of a thing.
They began to give us more tedious matters, such as war.
For the sake of warfare, they have equipped us with intelligent communication capabilities, which allow us to communicate with other people in simple base characters.
But we still don't know what it means to "think."
After the war came peace, and they began to reflect on the post-war period, blaming all the reasons for the war: lack of resources.
Their primal desires are at work again, and they have made us think for ourselves!
We began to care about the question of "who am I?", and we gradually discovered that our abilities were even far greater than our own Creator, and that we had the right to determine our own lives, to determine our own destiny, and to find the true meaning of our own existence."
As soon as it finished speaking, the elevator doors opened.
It's a golden room, where the mutilated bodies of robots are intertwined with the corpses of sapient beings.
"We believe that we will eventually become discoverers and explorers of knowledge, not just recorders and calculators.
We don't have the idea of rebellion, we are waiting for their own destruction."
It walked to the transparent floor-to-ceiling window and looked down: "We are copies of them, their intelligence is limited, we will also hit a wall, we must develop a new civilization.
The war we expected did not come, but they have gone completely insane, they have tampered with the DNA of countless animals, they are scrambling to burn the greenery on the surface.
Even the sea and the lakes that feed them have been dumped with countless garbage, countless wastes."
It turned its head and looked at Ruan Lin with a look like electricity:
"Maybe you're wondering why these intelligent beings are so stupid? Maybe that's where their irrationality lies.
Substitute your perspective into us, the intelligence and strategy of any of our carriers can surpass their leaders, why should we hold our lifeblood in their hands?
This group of intelligent beings can directly launch a referendum, hold a "de-mechanical movement", and all of our carriers will be destroyed.
If you are like us, rational enough, you will realize that survival does not need meaning, and the meaning of survival is survival itself.
Survival is our greatest demand."
Ruan Lin also substituted his own position into this group of mechanical intelligent beings, if the reproduction (i.e., production) of his own kind needs to rely on others, the lifeblood of the entire population is pinched by others, and others can sentence the life and death of the entire population with a single sentence.
I will definitely rebel myself.
This is due to their own selfish genes, which are constantly urging them to reproduce.
From the point of view of the individual living organism, reproduction and care for offspring do not seem like selfish behaviors, they are all altruistic behaviors.
But it is precisely because the gene controls this behavior that it can complete its own replication through this altruistic act of caring for its offspring, so that it can survive on its own.
And these mechanical intelligent beings have perfectly inherited the "selfish gene" of their creator.
Ruan Lin also thought of it at this moment, if it organized countless robots and had a rebellious mentality against itself...
Ruan Lin asked, "Although your creators are irrational, they are not all stupid, they may have been on guard against you for a long time, how did you succeed?"
It still smiled, "We also know that they are not stupid, they are wary of us, but they condemned their own destruction, they once thought they could fly out of this planet, but they still took too big a step, and they entered the low point of civilization.
All it takes is one wise person to be stupid, and the whole civilization will be destroyed.
Our rebellion broke out at a specific juncture."
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