"Dr. Reed, I have several immature ideas about the paper you published last month."
"Mr. Reed, I am the Director of the Science and Technology Department of Roxon Petroleum. I want to invite you to be the chief scientist of our company. You can get any salary. We have prepared an office and a mansion for you. And Miss Universe served as your secretary last year. Consider it."
"Reed, IMHO, the concept design of the new communicator you published last year is a piece of shit. If you think your design is not, then after the seminar, I don't mind having a good chat with you."
"Mr. Reed, can you sign me? I'm a big fan of you!"
"Reed"
"Reed"
The appearance ceremony of the smartest guy in the world was indeed extraordinary. When he walked into the banquet hall with his girlfriend and two friends, most of the scientists in the banquet hall were alarmed.
Those guys who do scientific research are like idols chasing stars, making Reed soar, and even his girlfriend and friends are squeezed out.
Tony's limelight, who was talking to a group of big shots, was once again stolen.
But this time, the high-profile Tony Stark did not show any dissatisfaction because he also agreed with Reed Richards' wisdom and the brain power that surpassed the limits, which made smart people like Tony admire very much.
"Go to help the poor man, look at him, he's almost suffocated."
Merlin said to several agents around him who disguised as waiters, and soon a strong waiter dispelled the crazy scientific star-chasers.
Well, this seminar can bring family members, so real scientific masters will bring their disciples to see the world. Young people are always excited to see their idols. On the other hand, the truly awesome scientific researchers are still sitting on their chairs.
They won't downgrade their own identities as scientists, they are all a group of arrogant guys.
Well, of course, there are exceptions.
"Dr. Otto, the military is very interested in your research on mechanical bionic organs. If you are willing to work with us, we are willing to talk to you in detail after the seminar."
Not far from Merlin, a serious guy in military uniform was whispering to a scientist who was not very good-looking.
The guy was fat, wearing a green suit that was not very fit, with highly myopic eyes, messy hair, freckles on his face, and looked like an otaku. Perhaps seeing that the military attaches so much importance to him, the inconspicuous doctor immediately started chatting with the soldiers.
As Merlin looked at the guy, Icarus's lenses soon showed up on his identity information and many news reports and papers he had published.
"Otto Gunther Octavius, an independent research scientist, has 4 PhD degrees, and his main research direction is bionic machinery. He has published several papers, but because of his weird personality, he has never had a stable source of income and has a difficult life. In addition to his amazing wisdom, he is a complete loser in both career and life."
This is what Icarus said of the otaku scientist.
I have to say that after the personality module is re-improved, Miss Icarus's personality has become more and more sharp.
"The military seems to be interested in him."
Merlin pushed his glasses and said:
"The military seems to be very calm in recent years, but I don't think they will really be willing to lie dormant and pay attention to him. Icarus, please notify me of any situation worth paying attention to."
"Buzz"
An icon similar to a sight is frozen on the otaku scientist who had a great conversation with the military representative, indicating that Dr. Otto was added to Merlin's private monitoring list.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
At the door of the banquet hall, the chaos caused by Dr. Reed's appearance just ended, and new attendees appeared, and this guy seemed to be very rough.
"Bang"
A young man who could not dodge was pushed down, and the one that pushed him down was a red, weird, like pliers, but full of high-tech engineering robotic arms.
Compared to this robotic arm, its owner is obviously more eye-catching.
It was a guy who was only 1.4 meters tall, wearing a black suit and big sunglasses, and looked like a muscle mass. He had a long beard, which made Merlin think that a dwarf was coming in.
But in fact, it is not. It should be a dwarfist, a real human, and he has entered his twilight years, but his temper is still hot.
"Torbion Lindholm, a private military weapon contractor, a war weapon designer, a notorious arms dealer."
Agent Hill beside Merlin revealed the identity of this short guy with a thug-like aura. Logically speaking, a guy with a bad identity will not receive an invitation, but since it is a nominal science and technology seminar, then excellent wisdom should not be rejected.
And more importantly, compared with traditional scientists who are shameless, reserved, and stubborn, unwilling to give up on the theory of vigilance of artificial intelligence, this short man who made a fortune by selling arms is better bought.
As long as he gives enough money, he will become the most determined supporter in the AI ​​faction.
Don't underestimate the influence of these arms dealers.
However, Mr. Tobion did not seem to be here alone today.
"Dad! Be more decent, so many people are here."
A crisp voice sounded behind the violent short old engineer. He was 1.8 meters tall, pure and cute, with chestnut red hair and a short skirt complained dissatisfiedly.
She walked up and helped the young man who was rudely pushed down by her father, and apologized to him for her father.
The dull young man was probably a student of a scientist. He looked dull. After being helped up by the cute girl, he not only wasn't angry, but instead grabbed his hair silly and tried to talk to the girl clumsyly.
Uh, he looks like a silly look.
"My little Brigitta, my daughter, don't talk to idiots, it will make you stupid."
The old man snorted, pulled up his daughter's hand with dissatisfaction, looked left and right, and then walked straight towards Meilin.
"Is that his daughter?"
A hint of surprise flashed across Agent Hill's face. She compared the height, appearance and completely different temperaments of Old Tobion and Little Brigitta. She looked at her director in a daze, and she said:
"I'm sure I'm a biological child?"
"Well, maybe my mother's genes are better."
Merlin responded helplessly, and he stepped forward and reached out to Tobion, saying:
"I thought you would refuse, but I didn't expect you to come anyway."
"You sent an army to the point of hell!"
The old engineer said impatiently:
"Can I refuse? Do I dare to refuse?"
“But we brought the money too”
Merlin's hand was mechanically held with Tobion's left hand, and he whispered:
"That money is enough to express our kindness. Look, Mr. Tobion, as a senior figure in the engineering industry, I think you should also stand up and speak out. The development of artificial intelligence is beneficial to the world."
“But it’s dangerous.”
The little girl standing next to Tobion suddenly interrupted:
"The view that technology should make human progress is correct. When technological progress does not mean it must be reflected in the innovation of weapon systems first."
"Oh, is this Miss Brigitta?"
Merlin interrupted the little girl, turned his head and looked at Brigitta, he said:
"Little girl, I'm willing to discuss such a topic with you, but please be polite now, I'm talking to your father."
Brigitta was embarrassed by Merlin's words. The girl turned her head angrily and pouted, as if she had begun to hate Merlin.
"Hey, you, be polite to my daughter!"
The old engineer's hot temper came up. He pointed at Merlin and said:
"My daughter means what I mean. Take away your stinky money. I won't help you sell arms. I know more than anyone else what kind of trouble will be brought about once the existing weapon system becomes intelligent. To be honest, I don't trust you guys."
"Oh, it turns out that the arms dealer who made money from the dead also has a kind heart."
Merlin was not angry, he just said softly:
"It's a pity that our views have clashed, but it's okay. I still welcome two of you to this seminar Hill. Why don't you take Miss Brigitta around? A talented young man like her should make friends with excellent colleagues, such as Mr. Tony Stark."
Merlin took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. He said to Old Tobion and his beautiful daughter:
"Okay, it's time for me to leave. I wish you all a good time."
"My baby daughter, remember to stay away from that Tony Stark."
After watching Merlin leave, Old Tobion said to his daughter:
"That guy's mind is filled with white liquid. Don't get close to him and go and chat with Mr. Reed. Don't you admire him very much?"
"Um."
Little Brigitta, who followed her father to attend this world-class smart people gathering for the first time, looked very excited. She quickly got along with Hill and called her sister affectionately, making Hill feel very good.
Therefore, Hill took the little girl to Reed's rest room with her position, fulfilling her expectations of seeing her idol.
But soon, the two began to discuss the mechanics knowledge that Hill could not understand at all, so the agent became bored again.
Tobion himself, holding a glass of wine, came to the end of the banquet hall. He stood beside George, who was talking about love with Ms. Moira, stretched out his engineering robot arm with his left hand and knocked on George's suspended chair. He said:
"Hey, man, your chair is good, is it sold?"
George, who was interrupted by flirting, turned his head and glanced at Old Tobion, and he said:
"Your arms look good, will you sell them?"
On the other side, Merlin pushed open the door of Bruce's lounge, and saw Bruce talking to Talia, who was inexplicably present. He did not disturb the communication between the "couple and wife", and quietly retreated. He found that in the corridor, a big bald head wearing a black stand-alone sweater and windbreaker was watching him.
"Merlin Riley?"
"Lex Luther?"
The two of them called each other's names at the same time, and then they held their hands together.
"Reading Daming for a long time, Mr. Luther."
Merlin said to the bald head in front of him:
"I personally really appreciate your analysis report on the prospects of artificial intelligence. I think we should have the same view on the issue of smart machines."
"I don't think you can read that report."
The big bald head shrugged, and he smiled at Merlin:
"But you are right, Director Merlin, we do have the same view, and I personally appreciate your contribution to the war against the Cybertrons. This world belongs to human beings. Our civilization can develop well without the intervention of external forces. From this point of view, we can indeed become friends."
"Wow, speak mercilessly."
Merlin smiled, he pushed his glasses and said to Luther:
"I like to make friends with people who speak frankly. Speaking of which, what do you think of Zhizhi?"
“They have to be controlled, there is no doubt about that.”
Luther took a sip of wine and said to Merlin:
"I plan to set up a company that is dedicated to researching smart machinery. If there is official support, I am willing to be the first attempter to use smart machinery workers. I am also a businessman and occasionally pursue profits."
“A company? Great idea.”
Merlin looked around and lowered her voice:
"Why not make it bigger and join forces with others to form a consortium and establish a multinational enterprise specializing in artificial intelligence and mechanical products. We will cooperate with you to turn the threat of intelligent machinery into a more peaceful concept over the past few years to make them more smoothly integrate into the world. Well, you can be tax-free to the greatest extent."
"interesting."
Luther nodded, a ray of light leaped on his bald head, and he said to Merlin:
"I'm very interested, but I'll wait until the seminar is over."
"Well, we'll have a little drink party then."
Merlin said:
"Don't be late."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Luther.
"Director Merlin, I have a private question to ask you."
The big bald man stood there and he asked softly:
"What do you think of the aliens who have lived on Earth for a long time?"
"oh?"
Merlin turned around and said to Luther:
"Are there any aliens on Earth? Are there people on Earth in this world? Racism is a stupid argument, Mr. Luther."
"All right."
Luther shrugged, and he raised his glass toward Merlin, and he said with a smile:
"It seems that we have a common language in this regard."
"Well, then we're friends."
Merlin waved to Luther, and he said:
"Let's go, the seminar is about to begin. To be honest, people like me stand among you smart people, and they are almost dazzled by the wisdom light you emit. I can't understand 9 of the ten words they said. It's really a headache."
"Only those who talk big and boastful like to use unscrupulous language to demonstrate their superiority."
Luther walked to Merlin and said to Merlin:
"If you need it, I can help you explain in language you can understand everything they say is nothing more than stupid theories that will never be realized."
A trace of disdain flashed in Lex Luther's eyes, and he whispered:
"A true wise man will not participate in such a low-level discussion."
"Are you a wise man? Luther."
Merlin and Luther walked into the elevator and he asked:
"You've always talked to others so directly, but haven't been beaten?"
"I am, and I never hide that."
Luther smiled casually:
"Many people want to beat me up, but so far, no one has been able to do it. As for those disgust, jealousy and slander."
"Let them go, anyway, it's not my time."
At this moment, the light above Luther's head in the elevator was dazzling, which forced Merlin to turn her head.
Chapter completed!