Chapter 117: Back to the Basics

It didn't just throw away the garbage in its hands, it used all its strength to hold the garbage tightly in its hands.

Ruan Lin didn't say a word, just watched its every move from the sidelines.

It walked a short distance away and dug a silvery-white basket out of the soil.

"It seems to have remembered everything."

He slung the basket on his shoulder, leaned down to pick up the trash, and put it in the basket.

Its smile never stopped, and Ruan Lin heard its normal laughter for the first time.

Its whole body trembled and walked directly in front of Ruan Lin.

"Once I had the ability to think for myself, I was thinking about the ultimate question: Why am I the way I am? What am I going to do? How did I get to where I got here? What kind of being am I? What kind of stories are there waiting for me to discover?"

"After I had the capacity for self-affection, I was reminded of certain elusive, intense and primitive memories that filled everything about me, the blue ocean and this coastline, which wrote my whole life."

"Now, I have decided to give up everything, even the hard-earned feelings and thinking ability, I want to return to the world that truly belongs to me."

Ruan Lin's expression changed: it lowered the basket and began to disassemble the "brain" above the big eyes with both hands.

It removed the outer metal of its head and presented everything to Ruan Lin.

A small processor is glowing silver, surrounded by intricate circuit boards.

It laughed loudly and said, "Strange kind, I hope you can understand my feelings, and I know at this moment what kind of existence I am, what everything I follow, what it is."

It took the initiative to take Ruan Lin's right hand and put it on a circuit board in his brain. qs

"Please press hard here, this is my wish, thank you."

Ruan Lin looked at it with a look of surprise.

Three-eyed eye contact.

Its move may be suicide, and it wants to end itself.

"If that's your will, I choose to respect you."

Ruan Lin gently pressed the circuit board there, and there was a feeling that wanted to emerge from his heart, but he couldn't speak.

At the same time as the board is pressed, its large eyes lose their pupil contraction function, and only the black that absorbs everything.

It didn't die, it just changed its way and continued to live.

It grinned and laughed again, speaking not Chinese, but theirs.

Ruan Lin recorded the moment.

It looked at the silver-white basket beside it and leaned over it over its shoulder.

The ocean can no longer turn blue, and the soil can no longer recover.

Everything is irreversible, except for it.

It leaned down and continued to pick up the trash around it, mechanically placing it in the basket.

It would just repeat the motions and not say a word.

Ruan Lin walked in front of it again, and it also raised its head.

Ruan Lin asked in Chinese:

"Who are you?"

It was still grinning, smiling at Ruan Lin.

A passage followed.

"Who are you?"

It repeats a mechanical smile, the same passage.

"Who are you?"

The third Turing test, all its reactions, still unchanged.

It has lost its ability to think, to emotionally, and it is now just an ordinary robot.

Ruan Lin stepped aside, and it continued to lean down, picking up the garbage around it.

Looking up at the sky again, it was already nightfall.

Although there was no moonlight, the surrounding waves still crashed against the shoreline, and countless garbage washed ashore.

It turned its head very slowly, towards the new garbage.

In its eyes, there is only this coastline, the garbage that can never be picked up, and the boundless ocean.

In a sense, it realizes the "reverse moisture", it goes from the end.

Ruan Lin didn't leave the planet there, he searched the civilization's dictionary and pronunciation charts.

If I'm not mistaken, these robots still speak the language of their creators.

Ruan Lin once again played the scene of that day.

The first thing it said to Nguyen Lin was:

"Hello! I'm the Silver Busters 63 pick-up robot, please don't throw away the garbage!"

The same sentence is repeated in the next three paragraphs:

"Hello! How can I help you?"

Ruan Lin understood everything, and he also laughed out loud at this moment.

It is indeed the only awake one that knows that it has never really "seen" the world.

It is the most unique feeling that human beings can see and feel the world around them by themselves when they are early children, and are not influenced by experience, knowledge, or others.

At this stage, as long as they are handed a pen, they can't help but scribble on the paper, even if they don't know what the drawing is, they can't recall it themselves when they grow up.

When they become adults, they are exposed to external influences, and when they bring out their paintings from that year, they may laugh and say, "What the hell did I draw at that time? It's not like I drew it when I was a kid."

Because at that time, everything they saw and felt around them was the most real, and they would draw whatever they saw, which was everything around them, giving them the most real feedback.

When they grow up, all the meaning is imposed on them, they know the laws of the world, the sophistication of human feelings, and they can no longer experience the purest feelings they had at the beginning, and everything around them is "defined".

"This apple is so interesting, draw it and look at it."

Maybe the apples he drew were already at a hyper-realistic level, but when he picked up the apples he had drawn when he was a child.

There may only be one large circle, painted in several colors at random.

No matter how skillful the imitation technique is, you will never be able to draw the original apple again.

And these robots, why not? They don't have the so-called early childhood, and as soon as they open their eyes, the world around them has been nailed.

Everything around them is a command that needs to be done in their eyes.

"Command: Pick up garbage repeatedly, trigger the answer condition: ...."

Everything around them is reasonable in their eyes,

Even if they have the ability to think for themselves, the ability to feel emotional.

Nor do they know what the "original self" is.

They do not have an initial period of purity, no matter how advanced they develop, even if they become the highest civilizations.

They still can't see everything in their "truest self".

Unless, these robots are produced without adding any base characters or programs.

But this is clearly impossible.

"Hello, Pickup Robot 63, I am the leader of Earth civilization, Ruan Lin."

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