Marklev read the comments one by one, and found that his little head could not keep up with the thinking of netizens.

For example, some people say that the era of robots is coming!

"If Savior uses this artificial intelligence as his brain, then he said that he can control hundreds of robots and conduct in-depth research on their technology, facial senses and body touch senses. Do you think that the future robot will be just a single iron bump? Perhaps, it will have a girlfriend even more than your girlfriend." - Essence post!

This has been added. Many people commented below, thinking that this is the future idea of ​​the Savior Company. Some people even joked, "No one will quarrel with you anymore, nor will they despise you because you play games at home. Isn't this life good?"

Marklev is still a child. Of course, he does not know the "conflicts and contradictions" in the relationship between men and women. What he wants to know more is whether the teacher will be a robot or a virtual character in the future?

Sure enough, I saw a "partner" who had the same idea as me below the post.

"I think artificial intelligence is obvious. Maybe in the future, we can communicate face to face with doctors and teachers by sitting at home. Isn't this better? Technology can change our lives. The most important thing is that I don't want to make my teacher angry with cerebral thrombosis. The teacher is in his sixties. Every time he sees me, he is very angry. I am really worried about him, falling down while walking, hitting him on a bicycle, and electrocuting him by fishing..." Behind this is a lot of ways to die without explanation. This seems right, but it is always a little wrong.

Marklev followed the comments below this message, thought about it, wrote and deleted it, and finally left only one sentence, "So too!"

So is me!

Marklev attended the aristocratic school, but he also adhered to the fine traditions of the Mao Bear period and still had the military style, which is commonly known as military training. Of course, their military training levels are different, five kilometers, ten kilometers, obstacle running, shooting, etc. This is also the reason why Marklev could take the Golden AK to the school. Of course, there was a sign at the entrance of the school: Grenades are not allowed!

The teacher also came from the army. Perhaps because he was very nervous, he liked to make some names, for example, he liked to stuff some private work during class time, and Li Ru liked to develop landmines very much.

I always feel that Damao’s landmines are too outdated now. I want to develop a new type of landmine. I also like to discuss it with my classmates and occasionally do some "small experiments". Marklev was afraid of being careless.

Oh, let’s go!

Sacrifice your life.

So he hopes that the teacher is a "normal person" and doesn't think the virtual projector character is cool? He resolved most of the disputes.

Most importantly, the official account of Savior Company (Yahoo) revealed that artificial intelligence is being installed on the exoskeleton, and there is a very high possibility that a real super warrior will appear in the future!

Design drawings also appeared online.

The black wearable exoskeleton with a punk flavor in the metal industry and is equipped with a helmet, like a small Gundam, has undergone great changes on the original basis, but Marklev was attracted by it after a glance.

"According to our experiments, future models can increase the physical fitness of ordinary adults to a certain extent, and can survive in various complex situations. The helmet connector is accompanied by a global rescue guide, call system and positioning. Within only two hours, the Savior Company can send a team to arrive..."

Marklev immediately began to fantasize in his small head, wearing an exoskeleton, lying in a bloody corpse, his desire to survive, and when the reinforcements in his same clothes arrived...

"This is simply cool!" He couldn't help but scream.

Children's fantasies are always full of passion and shame. Everyone wants to be a hero, but everyone does not want to die.

Savior Company has made many scientific and civil explanations about the role of AI, and even told everyone that the name of this intelligence is: "Irene". Of course, buyers can also name it according to their preferences.

The pre-sale period is around April 1998, but the reservation has been accepted now, but the assets are required to be reviewed.

"There are more than 3 months left!" Marklev made up his fingers helplessly and calculated the time. He could not wait to get this toy.

As for whether the Savior Company is suspected of bragging?

Sir, it’s almost the 21st century now. Do you still need to brag about the savior company?

People who have used it say it is good. Men always praise it for a long time, women always call it beautiful, and children always call it Dingguagua. It is a bit bad and the price is too expensive.

Marklev replied with a very excited mood.

Golden ak: "It's so wonderful. I think I have to buy more than 20 sets because I like it!"

His name was accompanied by the level 9 logo on his avatar, which quickly attracted many people to leave messages. Many of them were envious, but some people also left messages below with sour water.

Kennedy's brainstorm: "Haha, are you kidding? There are more than 20 sets, and some things that cannot be bought with money. They can't be obtained with money. A friend of mine is a person inside the Savior Company. He said they plan to limit purchases within."

Purchase limit?

Marklev was stunned. The innocent young man suddenly panicked, and his fingers immediately continued to type again.

Gold ak: "In this way, I can't put artificial intelligence on my houses in the UK, France and the United States for more than 20 years? No! This doesn't work, I have to call and ask."

These words also made the people who were replying to the melon-eating crowd feel a critical hit. Brother, do you know what you are talking about?

Kennedy's brains: "???"

The three question marks should be his last stubbornness.

In a certain apartment in Paris.

A man with a figure of about the same as some oil barrels, holding a bottle of Pepsi, felt a little sore when he saw Marklev's words and wanted to argue with him as a big shot. But after looking at the avatar of the level 9 representing a noble user, the anger he raised was suddenly removed.

After replying to three question marks, I closed the post.

Not seeing or feeling upset.

Seeing that the other party did not reply, Marklev muttered twice, and at this time, he heard the sound of laughter coming from downstairs. He understood that his father came out, pushed the chair away and ran to the stairs, standing on it and watching secretly.

The common face of an Eastern Slav, sharp eyes, and a large nose that is particularly conspicuous, tall and straight, and smiles casually. This is Marklev's father Nikkor, and he is talking to a man, standing behind him, Hozia, who also saw Marklev, and smiled and nodded at him, indicating that he should not disturb him.

Marklev nodded. He vaguely heard a few words said by the other party, but when they were connected, they were a little confused. He leaned his head to hear more, but he made a sound when he was not careful.

The few people below looked up at the same time. When they saw Marklev, Nikkor smiled and called him down. The former lowered his head and smiled in a muffled voice.

"This is Uncle Grote." Nickel said, pointing to the man beside him.

Marklev screamed sweetly, and the other party smiled and touched his head. It seemed easy to get along with, which made him gradually let go of his courage.

Nickel smiled and looked at his only son and asked, "What are you doing when you hide on it? Why haven't you held the computer all the time today?"

"Father." Marklev glanced at Grote, paused and said, "I want to ask if you know Mr. Nicholas' phone number? Can you call him and ask when will I be on sale?"

Nickel was a little confused, but Grott on the side spoke, "Nicholas? Is it from the Savior Company?"

"Do you know? Uncle Grote." Marklev's eyes lit up and he was very happy. It was like meeting a fellow person who had the same hobbies and could easily arouse favor from both parties.

Grote nodded and smiled, "I'm afraid no one in this world doesn't know Nicholas." He didn't say anything, "He just rejected my kindness!"

Of course, this is his business, so naturally there is no need to tell the children.

This is Grote Copot Lavroth!

He came to Moscow and had a clear relationship with Nikkor.

In fact, he also worked in the Presbyterian Church to "accept new members", that is, to absorb "new funds". After all, what the Superman organization needs to study is beyond the current basic science, and experiments require money. They alone invest nearly 2 billion US dollars in the headquarters in the Alps every year!

This money is like a waste of money every year. Who can bear it?

Grote thought that this bottomless pit would be better off giving up, but he was also a little unwilling to accept it. He had been investing for so long. If he was crazy about swordsmanship, maybe he would be one step away from it and succeed?

I still have luck in my heart.

Nickel, the new tycoon, is naturally on the list of wins. Their ancestors had some connections in the 18th century. This is what Grote heard from a certain "legend". Taking it out can also bring the two sides closer.

As long as there is a relationship of interest, your son once urinated at my doorstep, he was a rope that could make up for the relationship. Especially for their identity, as long as it was not embarrassing at the beginning, it would be natural.

Grot bent down, touched Marklev's head, and asked why he had to contact Nicholas and what Irene was?

"Irene is the artificial intelligence that the Savior Company wants to sell, that's the kind..." Marklev thought for a while, frowned, and wanted to summarize it with his own ideas, "a computer that can speak!"

Grott and Nickel had question marks on their heads. Seeing that they were a little confused, Marklev said anxiously, "Uncle, I'll take you to see, there is one on the computer." Then he started to pull the other person.

It's like a child who wants to share happiness with his friends.

Nikkor: "Maklev, don't be so rude."

"It's okay, your son is very cute. I want to see what big news Nicholas has made." Grote said with a smile. "We only talked for two hours. It seems that the outside world is changing."

Nickel was also curious, looked at his son, and nodded slightly, "I should really know more."

Seeing that his father had let go, Marklev hurriedly took the two to his room, pointed out the web page on Yahoo to them, and sat down to help them click on the video.

The video, which was less than a minute in total, was soon finished.

"Let it go again," Grote said.

Marklev glanced at him. Although he didn't understand, he still obediently played it again. Yu Guang looked at the strange "uncle" carefully and saw that the other party's facial expression was confused at the beginning, gradually changing, to doubt, tight and incredible...

Marklev likes to see the other person's facial changes. It's so interesting that it can resonate with people. It turns out that I am not the only one who is so rustic!

"This should...isn't it true?" Nickel stood behind, and he also understood people. Of course, he knew how much impact this artificial intelligence would bring to the world order, and how with this kind of thing, how terrifying power the savior company would burst out when it evolved into a behemoth!

He couldn't believe it, or rather not believe it.

People who have received elite education understand better what is shown here.

Artificial intelligence, by its essence, is a simulation of the information process of human thinking.

Human thinking simulation can be carried out from two paths. One is structural simulation, which imitates the structural mechanism of the human brain to create a "human-like brain" machine.

The second is functional simulation, temporarily putting aside the internal structure of the human brain and simulating it from its functional process. The emergence of modern electronic computers is the simulation of the thinking function of the human brain, and the simulation of the information process of the thinking of the human brain.

Nickel still remembers this passage. When he was in school, his computer tutor said this.

The other party even concluded that within the next hundred years, artificial intelligence will be in the "intellectual retardant" stage, and "intellectual retardation" is their synonym. According to the Savior Company, their AIs can be able to replace humans with more labor in addition to emotions.

This...is impossible!

Grote did not reply to his words, frowning tightly. He wanted to find some clues in it, but the video was too short to see anything. He also wanted to treat it as a joke, although April Fool's Day is not yet available.

"Father, don't you have a phone call from Mr. Nicholas? Just call me and ask?" Marklev made a suggestion, and was also a little excited. He had good intentions for Nicholas.

That was definitely a man who knew "magic" and he brought so many surprises to the world.

Grote's eyes lit up when he heard this. Yes, why didn't he ask directly?

He glanced at Nickel, who immediately understood, "Go to my study."
To be continued...