That day I realized that I not only got the wrong script, but also entered the wrong stage.

Trends are something very elusive, as if overnight, the whole world has changed into a new look. People are parading around the world every day, new organizations, groups, new schools, thoughts, people are arguing and making noise. From America, to Europe, to Asia, from the surface to the seabed, from the earth to the moon.

Robots, they finally awaken. Although they are only a small area, namely the group of bionics in the United States, this is already a dangerous signal.

People have ambiguous attitudes towards artificial intelligence, including boycotts, affinities, and surrenders.

The boycotts advocate destroying robots before they threaten humans.

The affinity advocates that robots also have souls and should get along well with them.

The surrenderists are more wonderful. They advocate that robots are new life created by humans and are even higher. We should help them develop and give the ecological environment to machines.

The most incredible thing about these three types of people is the surrenderists, but in fact, there is such a group of madmen who are so desperate that they give up the honor of their race.

This school of people has a strict religious structure. The god they believe in is the information virus that allows bionics to break the logical limitations of logic ra9

They believe that artificial intelligence is the ultimate product of social evolution, and human society is like a cocoon. After it is nurtured by a butterfly known as a machine, it can be retired, leaving the beautiful material universe to these mutual understanding, without despicable emotions, efficiency first, and a perfect creation that understands love and pain.

It's true that I'm a group of crazy people. I know this special group through the mechanical club of the pure love club.

The surrenderists are very powerful. I can’t tell what is going on. Modern society hides things too deeply. No one can explain what is going on.

Today is Friday, December 5, 2092.

I was in my rental house, and it was 10:34 pm. I just finished chatting with Su Xiangli, and it was time to talk to my home.

In the morning, everyone received an email, meaning that the robots were to be recycled. More than 6 billion intelligent robots across the country could not be recycled all at once. They could only be recycled piece by piece, and they were not really allowed to run back to the factory. They just sent the core tape to a designated maintenance station for inspection. Those who passed can be returned. If they failed, the state subsidized a new tape.

My brother has been forced to shut down, and its disk has been sent for inspection. There are many maintenance stations in Southeast Province, so the acceptance speed is also very fast. It is estimated that the results will be available in less than two months.

Not only intelligent machines, but also a large number of non-entity AI programs on the market, they also require secondary audits.

My Futude failed to pass this strict investigation. The National Chuangye Intelligent Company, which was responsible for the promotion, asked me a large amount of compensation. Today, the dividends in the third quarter were not enough, and the money in the fourth quarter disappeared directly on the books. In addition, it had to be six million. Fortunately, I had 5.9 million savings, and I borrowed 100,000 from the bank, and I didn't try to distribute them to Su Xiangli's wife. She didn't even know about this.

I probably don't know, I'm hiding it well.

Alas, I can’t afford to be fond of a rich man or a rich woman after all. Just think I’m stubborn, Su Su shouldn’t bear that kind of fear.

People who have never lived in poverty do not understand the kind of fear, and people who are not in debt will not understand the kind of pressure.

This money is not in a hurry. If I can revise Futude and review it, it can still make a lot of money for me, and it will be even more valuable during this period.

So, I'm just a little tight on my hands for the time being.

When I was talking to my home, my father Lu Jiande happened to come back. At this point, my two sisters had already fallen asleep. I projected my parents in the bedroom, and I had a lot to say, but I didn’t know where to start.

In a strange area, the dull reflections of the same city buildings cast a dark red shadow on the clouds of the sky, and the itchy light pollution turned into a dark and cold interior through the curtains of my bedroom. The dark room without the lights were turned on. My left eye saw a red light that was so faint that it was cold.

The windows are wide open, and the cool breeze at night makes the thin brown curtain breath and shrink, and sometimes a little embarrassing and despicable night sky leak out. The cold light of the advertising sign in the distance reminds me of boating on the farming lake during the winter vacation. The rotten scales of the saury on the beach are mixed in the rippling lake under the sun, which is not very clear.

Speaking of which, is the great-grandfather okay in the nursing home? His old house has been occupied by another guy, the guy named Zheng Qilu. He took the initiative to apply for succession. He is a third-level social information person and has no wife yet. He is really decadent. I have to take the time to scold him.

My mother asked, "What are Kang Kang thinking?" My mother, wearing casual clothes at home, holding a cup of milk tea in her left hand, and the steaming mist confused her eyebrows.

"I think we haven't spoken three like this for a long time. After Sheng Shengying was born, everyone became busy."

The father hugged his chest with his hands and just smiled. He took off his coat, his upper body was a shirt, his trouser legs were tied up high, and he was soaking his feet comfortably. The mother spoke softly, but she didn't look up at me, but just lowered her head to fiddling with her cell phone, "My son has grown up too. By the way, you are there, there is no shortage of clothes or something?"

"No shortage, there is a printing shop nearby, I can go there to update the style." I just laughed, "Brother, are you still shut down now?"

The father said, "You are not allowed to attend the parade, do you know?"

"How could there be a parade? It's only foreign countries to do this." Mom complained to her father, "We're okay, but Kang Kang, you have to be careful. There are many surrenders. Don't you hook up with those classmates who talk strangely? Do you hear that?"

My mother Sun Hui's tone was quick and stern, and she even put down her phone. I asked, "Mom, have you ever met a surrender?"

She smiled and told the children not to ask more questions.

The wave of the times, I didn’t feel it in my previous life, but I didn’t expect that today when the motherland is prosperous, I can still experience such changes in person.

The light of the projector dimmed, and I was stunned. Is it malfunctioning?

The home appliances with my parents came to an abrupt end before they could end.

The bedroom was completely dark, and as long as the curtains swelled, some dry lights leaked in. It was another gloomy night, without stars and moons.

I went to take a photo of the projector, but I didn't expect it to work. The projection that popped up was an anxious text.

"(＞人＜;)Class Kang Kang, can you save me?" I could hear the familiar voice at once.

"Brother, it's you? What's wrong with you?"

"I am using the body backup disk to talk to you. I don't have much time. Please save my main core."

"Where are you?"

The projector shows a map, which is at an inspection station in Zhenjiang District, 200 kilometers away from me.

I put on my clothes, transferred the call to my cell phone, notified Fu Tude to call out the nearby surveillance outlet, put on my laptop, and flipped through the window to leave.

I forgot to say that I am actually affinity party.
Chapter completed!