When Hua Gang heard this, he said in his heart: "I am a human being, and I understand people best. People are extremely inert. If they don't see the disadvantages for a while, they will spread and use them quickly. No matter the tribe or the alliance, even if someone sees a huge hidden danger,
In the face of great benefits, they will choose to use it."
"What you said makes some sense. In that case, I can give you permission to use the robot. As long as you can connect to the Internet, you can control all the robots." The old man said.
"Great!" Hua Gang couldn't help but said.
"Calm down, your every move is being monitored."
"It's okay, there are no cameras in the bedroom. This is my strong request."
"Yes, there isn't one in the bedroom, but there is an ultra-distance telescope facing your window to see you clearly."
"What? These bastards really do everything they can. Don't they have any other ideas in their minds besides controlling others?"
Hua Gang cursed in his heart, and then decided to endure it.
This lasted for several months.
Over the course of several months, he learned how to control the robot.
At this time, he always had a robot distribution map in his mind.
The huge planet rotates slowly, and the green stars on it represent the signals of each robot.
As he expected, although everyone knew the hidden dangers of the robot, it was too easy to use.
So much so that under the ban, smuggling, stealing, and modifiers are repeatedly prohibited.
Especially in tribal jungles, where there are vast areas and sparsely populated areas, it is difficult to control them.
Those ranchers and farmers who live dozens or even hundreds of kilometers away from the city have a huge demand for robots.
Whether it's security or work, it's all necessary.
Many elderly farmers treat robots like their children.
In fact, most children will not live with the elderly. In the past, they made up for it by raising dogs and cats. Now that robots are more useful and worry-free, it is natural to choose the latter.
As for the above prohibition, let them check it. Anyway, when they come, they will find a basement and hide it. They won't be able to find it even if they search it.
"There are now 12.35 million households around the world that have robots. Are these enough to be rebellious?" he asked excitedly.
"It's not enough, because most robots don't have heavy weapons. Once they rebel, they will be easily suppressed. This is not the ancient times. Modern troops are recruited and delivered very quickly. If there is a rebellion here, there will be a reaction within a few hours.
, and sent them over to suppress the troops. With their mobilization power, it is very simple to recruit tens of millions of troops." said the old man.
"Okay then, I'll just endure it."
However, the stubbornness of the main world is beyond imagination.
Hua Gang endured it for another two months, and the total number of robots stagnated. Under the ban, the highest number did not exceed 35 million, and the lowest number was only 19.5 million.
"Why is it hovering in this range?"
"Because the proportion of people who have the courage to defy the ban is only so large. The alliance has strict control and only a few people can own it. The tribe's control is not strict enough, but most people still won't choose to violate the ban. After all, the fine is too high."
"Damn it!" Hua Gang then realized that his beautiful idea was so difficult to implement.
"If that's the case, can the place where these robots are made rescue me?"
"Impossible, they can only protect themselves. If they dare to come to rescue you, it will be a war with the alliance. War between two mushroom owners is prohibited."
"Mushrooms? By the way, I can rub the mushrooms with my hands."
"... Calm down, this is the real world."
"It won't work this way, that won't work either. Do you want me to continue squatting here and suffering? I don't want to stay here any longer."
"I'm reminded of an old saying among you humans, which is that time comes, and the world and the world are all united. Heroes depend on the times. If you want to rise, you must mess up the world."
"How to mess up?"
"It depends on your own thoughts. I can't give you any advice." Grandpa Gaota said.
The reason why it doesn't want to give is because it wants to get away as much as possible.
Chaos is chaos.
It's enough to guide you to this step.
After Hua Gang heard this, he immediately thought of many ways based on the technical knowledge he had in his mind.
But he thought about it, chaos would mean the death of many, many people.
Those people had no grudges against him in the past or in recent times. Do I really want to sacrifice them for the power that I have gained for decades?
Although he has gone through some torture, he is still not as ruthless as a hero.
He is hesitating.
He is wandering.
But Principal Gaota is very confident.
Because humans are such beasts, once their eyes are blinded by desire, they won't care about so many things.
As long as it doesn't hurt them, they can use the most cruel and inhumane punishment on their own kind.
It is normal for Hua Gang to hesitate now, but time will erase his sympathy.
Anyway, just close your eyes and plug your ears and pretend it doesn't exist.
Time passes day by day.
Although Hua Gang still enjoys the highest treatment.
But in his eyes, those people, while providing him with the most considerate services, were saying behind his back: "He's just a lucky guy. In fact, he's just a fool who was taken advantage of."
"It's just a pet. I can do it if it were me."
"When the knowledge in his brain is drained, he will be sliced into slices, absolutely. This is how Einstein's brain worked."
Voices rang in his ears one after another.
He seems to be back in the mental hospital again.
There, everyone is discussing everyone else behind their backs.
Doctors, nurses, patients, everyone talks to each other.
No one can live in peace and contentment.
It seems that if you don't talk to others, they can't get along.
Tired, destroy it.
He thought this way, and then controlled a robot to spread indescribable knowledge on the Internet.
Then he regretted it, deleted and revoked that knowledge.
But someone saw it.
But after seeing it, the man didn't do anything.
Because that's a nice guy, he just posted a comment.
"The things the respondent said are misleading. Please don't post them randomly in the future."
After this small vent, Hua Gang calmed down for some time.
Then, someone seemed to notice something was wrong with his spirit.
Then there are various psychological treatments and vacation counseling.
The alliance is very generous. In order to relax his mind, it has specially designated an area for him to live, and he can walk freely in it.
This area is huge, as big as a nature reserve where tigers and lions breed.
But no matter how big he is, he can't get out of this area.
Just like tigers and lions, they cannot cross the high barriers in the reserve.
Although he could go shopping every day until he collapsed from exhaustion and drive every day until the oil burned out, he was still not satisfied.
It’s just that the pressure building up in my heart has slowed down a lot.
However, no matter how slow it is, it will accumulate.
Hua Gang reached the age of thirty.
Thirty-five years old.
Forty years old.
The magic of time made him anxious.
If he waits any longer, he will be fifty.
What does it feel like to be an emperor at the age of fifty? Do you want to be like Liu Bei, who became an emperor in his sixties, enjoyed it for only a few years, and then died of suffocation?
