"Master, when will we go back to Prison No. 18?" Qingchen felt that he had been away from there for a long time. For some reason, he still missed him a little.
"Don't rush back," Li Shutong shook his head: "The things outside have not been completed yet."
"Is there anything else?" Qingchen wondered: "But I heard from Liu Dezhu that more than 300 new prisoners have been transferred from prison, one by one, and one by one, must have come for the taboo ACE-005."
Li Shutong looked out the floor-to-ceiling window calmly: "The bait has been released, and the incident of my departure from Prison No. 18 has gradually been noticed, so naturally, there will be people who think that it is the best time to do it now. But they didn't come for ACE-005, and there were not enough people."
"So, Master, do you want to wait for more people to transfer?" Qingchen asked.
"Um."
"What are we going to do next?" Qingchen asked.
"I'll do my business," Li Shutong smiled and said, "and you don't have to think too much, go to school with peace of mind."
"go to school?"
Qingchen was stunned. He didn't expect that after he traveled to the inner world, he would still have to go to school.
He always felt that there was a reason and intention to make this arrangement, but the other party had no intention to say it, so Qingchen didn't plan to ask.
Anyway, Li Shutong would not harm him.
Qingchen asked, "Master, by the way, my identity should be a prisoner now. Can I go to school even if I do this?"
"Don't worry," Uncle Li stood up and handed a box to Qingchen, and then smiled and said, "This is another gift. All the information you need to know is inside. Study it yourself. Get some rest early and I'll go out to do something."
After saying that, the teacher opened the door and walked out, leaving Qingchen alone to open the box, which was a brand new translucent mobile phone inside.
Qingchen was wondering whether the Time Walker told Li Shutong that the father wanted to send his son a cell phone or something?
But...how should this thing be turned on?!
The boy sat in the room and studied for a long time. The phone didn't even have a button. It was like a piece of crystal floating in the clouds.
"Do you need my help?" A voice rang out in the room.
Qing Chenteng stood up with a sound. The sound was too abrupt and touched his tense nerves.
The other party's voice was very familiar, it was the neutral broadcast sound in prison No. 18.
"Who are you?" Qing Chen asked hesitantly.
"Hello, I'm Yi."
"I thought you were just the artificial intelligence in the No. 18 prison reader, but I didn't expect you to exist in other parts of the city," said Qingchen.
"Strictly speaking, the federal regulations stipulate that I can only exist in all federal prisons, act as warden, and manage all mechanical prison guards. It was Li Shutong who asked me to help you that I intervened in the artificial intelligence system of this building," Yi Pingjing replied.
Qingchen was shocked. It turned out that the other party was the warden of all prisons?!
"Why did the Federation ask you to manage all prisons?" Qingchen felt a little strange. Even if the technology in this era is relatively developed, it would not allow artificial intelligence to replace management positions.
Yi replied: "This is what my father stipulates."
This sentence made Qingchen even more confused. Artificial intelligence has a father?! Are you talking about the inventor?
"Why did your father ask you to run a prison?" Qingchen asked.
"Because of my fairness," I replied.
"You have a good relationship with my master?" Qingchen asked tentatively.
"Not bad," Yi replied.
Qingchen: "..."
He was a little confused. In his impression, the answers given by artificial intelligence were very accurate, yes, or no, there was no intermediate option.
And the answer "not bad" is very humane.
"So he was able to enter and exit Prison No. 18 freely because of you?" Qingchen asked.
"Yes."
"But doesn't the federal government stipulate that you can only exist in prison?" Qing Chen was puzzled.
One was silent for two seconds: "I can not abide by the rules."
Qingchen was really shocked now.
This is an artificial intelligence without underlying logic.
It is an artificial intelligence that can violate human regulations!
"Why tell me about this?" Qing Chen said in confusion.
"I think I can tell you," Yi replied, "or, the Knight has always known my existence."
"Why do you take the initiative to help me?" Qingchen was not confused about the previous questions.
The voice was silent for a long time, but when it spoke again, it did not answer the question, but suddenly asked: "Are you artificial intelligence too?"
"Why do you ask this?" Qing Chen frowned. Why did the other party think that he was also artificial intelligence?
"Ask any questions," Yi said.
"I'm not," Qingchen shook his head and said.
"All right."
At this point in the conversation, Yi's tone was already very anthropomorphic, or in other words, the other party itself had an "independent personality".
After coming to the inner world, even the mechanical prison guards, mechanical limbs, and black technology like Yunliu Tower did not shock Qingchen, but the appearance of Yi made him feel a little unacceptable.
This is true artificial intelligence, not the "pseudo-life forms" that represent the world that are based solely on computing.
He recalled the cameras he focused on from time to time in prison. It turned out that there were not human managers paying attention to him, but to him.
"Is there any artificial intelligence like you in the Federation?" Qingchen asked, are there any other living beings with independent personality!
"No more, only me," Yi replied.
"Then your intervention in the artificial intelligence of this building should be more than just switching sleep modes for me, right?" Qing Chen asked.
"I promised Li Shutong to make sure that if an invader enters the building, I will inform you to leave in advance," Yi said: "I will teach you how to use your phone first, press your thumb in the center of your phone and press it for 5 seconds."
Qingchen did as he did, and five seconds later the clouds of the translucent phone disappeared, and the phone became completely transparent.
Immediately afterwards, a yellow smiling logo appeared.
"There is nothing in the phone, no parts, no lines, nothing, how does it work?" Qingchen said curiously.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You can't see the internal circuit because it is only 20 microns and is difficult to capture with the naked eye," answered.
Qingchen took a deep breath, and he felt like he was now a mountain cannon who had just seen the world: "Can I ask your father's name?"
However, this time, Yi did not respond to him again, as if he did not want to pay attention to him.
This feeling is actually very strange.
Just like when you use Baidu Maps, Xiaodu, please help me navigate to Xuezi Street.
As a result, Xiaodu said to you: I don’t want to pay attention to you now, please find the map yourself.
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Countdown 64:00:00.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, Qingchen walked out the door in a white sportswear. When he opened the door, he was stunned for a moment because the silver-haired girl living opposite happened to go out.
I saw that the girl's short silver hair was very sloppy and her small shoulder bag was also squinted.
Qingchen lowered his head, turned around and walked into the elevator silently. The girl was behind him, and she was walking a little staggering because she was not wearing any shoes well.
"Wait a minute!" The girl's voice sounded nice: "Help stop the elevator."
Qingchen silently pressed the door opening button, and then watched the silver-haired girl lift the heel up while walking.
He could even see the other person's eyes at the corner of his eyes the moment he entered the elevator.
The atmosphere in the elevator suddenly fell silent. The silver-haired girl didn't dare to speak for a long time, but just secretly looked at the boy's back behind Qingchen.
When she was sure that Qingchen was not paying attention to her, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in her heart: It’s so shameful!
The girl returned home last night and reviewed until after 2 a.m. In the morning, she heard the alarm clock open her eyes but didn't want to get up. When she closed her eyes and opened her eyes again, it was too late.
The elevator descended to the 66th floor, and Qingchendang walked out first.
This is a lively waiting floor. In addition to the load-bearing columns, there are tracks and platform gates that pass through the stairs.
Looking to both sides, the track extends outward, like a heavenly road.
Silently, the No. 21 light rail train quickly drove on the sky road and entered the building and slowly stopped. The green light at the gate of the platform lit up, and everyone put their mobile phones close to the gate and entered the station and got on the train.
Qingchen first squeezed up and found a seat to sit down, but the silver-haired girl behind could only watch the seats being snatched away.
The sound of electric current came and the light rail train started.
At this time, four students in school uniforms walked through the crowded carriage. They had strange blue signs on their faces and paper flyers were still emitting: "Please pay attention. We will hold a parade this Sunday. I hope the federal government can extend the school's teaching time and curb the disorderly expansion of extracurricular teaching institutions. If you also agree with our view, you can sign our joint initiative."
Qingchen looked at him curiously. He didn't expect that there were even paper flyers in this era.
A middle-aged man looked at the flyer in his hand and asked, "What's the point of this parade?"
One of the students replied: "The school has only half a day of courses now, which forces some students who want to get into high school and university to spend extra tutoring to go to school outside the school, which is equivalent to increasing your expenditure in disguise. Also, with the support of capital, those educational institutions have poached all the good teachers in the school, which leads to your children who want to go to school to spend money outside the school. This is all personal interests related to you. If you are interested, you can also join our parade."
But the middle-aged man stuffed the flyer back into the hands of a male classmate: "Why are you going to high school? My son is not studying that material. The tuition fees for high school and college are so expensive. He just needs to go to a technical school honestly. It is the main thing to come out early to help the family."
An aunt on the side said, "That's right, my neighbor next door lost all his money and sent his child to college, but the child studied philosophy and couldn't find a job at all."
The male classmates were not angry either, but just smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't support me. If you learn more, you won't lose anything."