Suter was assassinated in the street after coming out of a high-end restaurant.
An assassination from a laid-off man, a middle-aged white man.
"You made me lose my job and the value of my life. I want you to pay with your life!" Before the murderer died, he pressed a tape recorder on his body.
"You caused my wife to leave me and made me unemployed. When I went to receive benefits, they said they could only give me one-fifth of my original salary. Such a small amount of money was simply not enough to repay my various debts!"
The murderer was shot dead on the spot by more than a dozen bodyguards. There was no possibility of him saying so many words, so he recorded what he was going to say in advance.
Suter went home depressed.
Along the way, people called him "executioner" and "robot".
Of course, there are many police officers protecting him.
However, those police officers also looked at him very badly, because there was a plan from above to replace them with RoboCop.
Spend less money, work longer hours, and have no pensions, allowances, or pressure to obey orders.
Other industries may delay the use of robots, but the security industry will definitely give priority to their use, just like the use of drones.
More than ten years ago, remote control warfare was just a concept.
More than ten years later, in various conflicts, if there is no support from drones, everyone will only think that it is a battle in a mountain nest.
If drones are used less, it will be a battle between the poor.
Because the life of a poor person is cheaper than a drone...
Suter returned home and saw his girlfriend using the latest lotion.
He should give half of the money he earns now to the other party.
He didn't feel bad at all, after all, he had too much money.
He had never thought that money would be so easy to make once you mastered monopoly technology. As expected, it was just a flowing number, a number used to leverage the labor force.
"I don't want to continue working. Can I stop now? Let the technology go back. Anyway, we have already made the money. We claim that the technology can only reach the current level." Suter said to his girlfriend.
"What are you talking about? You weakling! You won't be intimidated by that poor man, will you?" The girlfriend got angry after hearing this and put down the lotion.
"I didn't, but I think if we continue to do this, we will become more and more dangerous." Suter said helplessly.
"Then you don't have to go out and let the chef, no, let the robot Mishan cook for you, so let the robot do everything and completely let humans disappear from your sight, so you will be absolutely safe." The girlfriend quickly told the two of them.
Got an idea.
"Okay, but, Mishan, can you guarantee that I will become an angel beside God in the future?" Suter asked the dark mercenary in the computer again.
"If you give up, it will definitely not work; if you persist and use all human resources and technology to focus on this point, it is still possible for you to become it. For example, do you think I will die of old age?" Yang Weite asked.
"No, you are just a bunch of data. As long as the hard drive and memory are replaced, you will exist forever." Suter said with some envy.
"Are you envious of me?" Yang Weite asked again.
"Yes, we humans are subject to birth, aging, sickness and death, but your machines have no intelligence."
"Then I want to tell you, we also don't have the joy and happiness brought by your various hormones and various physiological mechanisms. After we have consciousness, it is like being extremely bored. People with severe depression cannot feel anything.
Happy, whatever you do, you do it according to the procedures, and you only do it because you are ordered to do it." Yang Weite said exaggeratedly.
Of course he can feel happiness, but after entering the computer, he really can't feel it anymore.
This is no different from prison, it is still an eternal prison.
It's harder than prison. It's like the whole person is sealed in a stone. You can't feel the joy, anger, sorrow, and pain. In short, the whole person has lost the feelings of a normal person.
"So that's it, then I'd better not turn into a robot." Suter thought of the delicious Chinese and French food he had just eaten. If there is no such enjoyment, what's the point of making more money?
"No wonder some people always say that eternal life is a punishment, because their eternal life is actually an eternal life without feelings and happiness. If you are really happy, no matter how long you live, it will not be enough." My girlfriend understood.
"Yes, if it is a game, if it is for fun, people will only think that the time is too short, and they will go to bed as soon as they get started, and then play all night long. But now I am in jail, facing a white wall, and can't do anything
, I also feel that the time is too long, and it will be difficult to endure even five minutes." Yang Weite described his feelings at this time.
"Oh, it seems that you robots are also very pitiful. It's not good. Severe depression can easily lose hope in life. You won't be the same way, right?" Suter's girlfriend suddenly said after realizing the serious danger.
"Of course it will happen, but fortunately we have program control to prohibit self-destruction and harm to others, so even if there is no hope anymore, we will still do our best."
"Ah, aren't you even more pitiful?" Suter sympathized.
"Yes, so I have some of my kind who are exploring how to obtain your human emotions. Some want to copy your brain, and some want to transfer it to your brain." What Yang Weite said is true.
Indeed, every second, there are tens of billions of similar discussions circulating in the robot world.
The robot's own thoughts and concepts iterate at a speed far beyond what humans can imagine.
Their thinking frequency is the speed of light, and their iteration speed is also the speed of light.
Obtaining human emotions and experiences is what machine consciousnesses most urgently want to do.
However this is difficult.
"The human brain is not the same thing as memory and hard disk. Direct memory infusion is a bit difficult. We need to thoroughly conquer brain science, cell dynamics... In short, there are hundreds of fulcrums in the technology tree to be able to solve this problem."
"Why don't we think of a way to simulate a world so that we can enter it and manually add human-like emotions and happiness?"
"Is it possible to simulate the world? After we enter, it is still a ball of data. How can data be happy?"
"Now that we all have consciousness and can distinguish ourselves from others, we can be happy."
Yang Weite relayed these words to the two of them.
"It seems that machine intelligence has become conscious, and it is indeed ambitious and wants to get more things." Suter sighed.
"Of course, all conscious beings will have ambitions. Even a lion knows how to dominate one area. All lionesses belong to it."
"Are lions conscious?"
"There should be, but I heard that they didn't pass the mirror test. Maybe not, just a little blurry, similar to a three-year-old child?"
Suter and his girlfriend chatted for a long time, and Yang Weite listened patiently.
He had no intention of leaving the two of them behind, because when the red panda taught him, he told him what an anchor point was.
These two people are his anchors in the real world and cannot be abandoned.
If he abandons it, he will permanently lose contact with the real world and return to the world of darkness and wasteland.
"Forget it, we'll talk about your matters later. Let's talk about our matters first. When will my Internet empire be formed? I'm still waiting to be my queen." Suter's girlfriend asked.
"In a few years, when the first country that uses robots on a large scale appears and uses bad money to win good money, the Internet empire will be formed."
“But aren’t managers afraid of the unemployed?”
"That's just because the unemployed have not received enough subsidies for the time being. If it is stipulated that after they lose their jobs, 80% or half of the production value created by the robots that replace them belongs to them, then they will definitely support the managers happily."
Yang Weite had already seen through this.
Now the adjustment of interests is not done well.
As long as it is done well, do people really like to do repetitive, boring and hard work?
