What kind of place is a transit station?

In the eyes of the "Prophet", one sentence is enough to describe how she feels about this place - she doesn't want to leave when she comes.

Needless to say, the privileged environment is more important, and the seclusion of the transit station is much safer than the abandoned bar in the underground street where they usually live.

From a distance, it is just a sea of garbage, but peeling back the electronic parts on the upper layer, the construction of the lower level of facilities is no less than that of any large company.

When Lu Xiang arrived, Miss Snake Ji, the artificial intelligence housekeeper, was experiencing the free repair work of the research facility, and Ge Fu used the infected technology to repair the damaged parts of her body little by little, and in less than half an hour, the wounds on her body due to the perverted hobby of the unified military executives were repaired.

The dust on her body was also cleaned, and the facility provided her with a change of clothes.

Now she looks like she's been restored to factory settings.

The "prophet" who witnessed the whole process widened her eyes because these people were working in a way she had never seen before.

"As you can see, in addition to transit and replenishment, we can also provide services such as repairs here."

Seeing Lu Xiang's arrival, Song Lan asked Medell and Ge Fu to continue to serve as the guides of the two artificial intelligences.

When they heard that the visitor might bring them a research team to recruit, they freed up the whole day.

"Talent circulation and recruitment market, huh?"

Lu Xiang stared at the distant back of the "prophet", she felt that Song Lan's thoughts had to go further than all of them every time, and when all of them were concerned about the threat posed by the "pseudo-human" to social stability, he had already regarded the anomalous artificial intelligence as a human resource to fight for.

"Uniting all allies that can be united is the key to development."

"You're referring to moving AI from one company to another?"

At today's meeting, she happened to hear a lot about artificial intelligence from experts, and the main application area of artificial intelligence at the moment is all kinds of production plants, their average working hours are 22 hours, all year round, until the moment when it is completely used.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the number of home-based artificial intelligence as a drop in the bucket.

Experts firmly believe that anomalous artificial intelligence has been invaded by a virus, and in any case, they are unwilling to admit that these tools have the possibility of awakening free will.

"I guess they don't want to go back to work."

"It's not about the labor, it's about who it's for."

The "king" provides a new identity for those "malfunctioning" artificial intelligences, turning them into humans by allowing them to replace others, but in Song Lan's view, that is not the real path to freedom.

Sooner or later, the disguise will be recognized, and this freedom is nothing more than stealing someone's life, and it is necessary to live it step by step and trembling.

"But with us, they have the right to make their own choices."

Every time Song Lan said a word, Lu Xiang's eyes became more and more suspicious, and she never dreamed that Song Lan still had so much research on the word "labor", so that what he said just now sounded no different from those entrepreneurs who poured chicken soup and painted big cakes.

"I thought the word 'labor' was the natural enemy of salted fish."

"Not really, it depends on who you're working for."

This is Song Lan's principle all along, if he realizes that this matter is for those big companies or big families to work and strive to be a model employee of the coalition government, then he will lie down more thoroughly than anyone else, but if it is to change the situation of their future lives, he is still willing to work hard.

"So let's talk about some practical matters, with our current financial situation, we are not enough to recruit AI in large numbers, unless you are like those company bosses and make them willing to work for us for free."

Lu Xiang feels that no matter how beautiful the ideal is, it will eventually return to reality.

The most practical problem is that their financial situation is limited, and the government funding and the funding of the Twelfth State are barely enough to keep the research facilities running.

"That's another reason why I'm looking for you, recruiting artificial intelligence is the entry point to solve our financial problems, you must know that our products are very competitive in the market, Medell and Dr. Andre have developed a batch of new drugs by extracting phagocytosis cells, which are far more effective than the first aid sprays on the market, and can quickly treat trauma."

The Devourer is a great treasure in its own right, and it can be a revolutionary change in many other areas than war.

"The current samples have been able to repair fatal injuries and even regenerate severed limbs, the only problem is that the research team has limited energy and is unable to produce this drug in large quantities, and once the pharmaceutical team is formed by artificial intelligence, the first batch of finished products can be produced."

"This new drug is sure to get the attention of pharmaceutical companies."

"Princess Lieyang is very interested in these products, and she is willing to be the first buyer of this batch of drugs."

"You've even found a buyer?"

"The Twelfth is a very important trading partner for us, and these drugs will give a huge boost to their military, and once this trade relationship is formed, we don't need to count on funding and appropriations from others."

Lu Xiang was persuaded.

Or that she didn't intend to oppose Song Lan from the beginning, but this conversation made her feel like she had changed from the head of an enforcer's department to a businessman.

After hearing the news of the completion of the new drug research, she also had a strange feeling in her heart.

She felt like a tree had been planted in the past, and the tree had finally produced its first fruit today.

"Then do it."

……

Follow-up communication with the "prophet" and the AI butler went quite smoothly.

That night, the Devourers carved out a separate space beneath the research facility, a kilometer away from the research facility, where the Relay Station, known as the Home of Artificial Intelligence, would become their future home.

Then, another unexpected thing happened.

Artificial intelligence has its own unique set of communication methods, which are much more efficient at disseminating information than human language.

In just one afternoon, the story of the "Friends of Artificial Intelligence" spread among the artificial intelligence of the 17th District.

It's not a simple title.

In the evening, Song Lan stood downstairs and fell into deep thought as she watched the three bottles of drinks rolling out of the beverage machine.

It's a little strange to say, but every time he passes by these AI drink machines, they call them over, and these vending machines are like real people, and they all want to ask him for a drink.

"Director."

Song Lan was carrying a bag of drinks, these were the products of hospitality, "This shouldn't be considered stealing public property, right?" ”

Rest for a while and code another chapter in the evening!

(End of chapter)