"Smart mecha?" Xu Qingyang raised his head slightly, focused his attention for a moment, and asked: "When you talk about smart mecha, do you mean that the mecha is completely intelligent and can fight independently? Or what else do you mean?"
Gu Xiaoqi said: "The mecha we are driving now is a mechanical tool, which requires us to inject spiritual power to give the mecha combat effectiveness. However, I think we can give the mecha a sense of autonomy and give it vitality.
This can save our mental energy and help us fight."
Xu Qingyang chuckled, and his eyes returned to their original insouciance.
He said: "This is not the first time someone has proposed this idea, but in Xiaoqiu, people who generally propose this idea are new to mecha manufacturing, or people who have not made much achievements in mecha manufacturing. Do you know why?
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Gu Xiaoqi shook his head.
Xu Qingyang: "The intelligence of the mecha means that the mecha has its own thinking and is no longer a simple tool. This may be a disaster for humans. More importantly, according to what you said, assuming that in some kind of
Under certain conditions, if the mecha's decision is different from that of a human being, what will happen?"
"Humans are higher animals and have wisdom. In addition to defeating the enemy, the most important thing for soldiers is to obey orders. But when we have no choice, we will choose a suicidal attack to obtain the maximum benefit with the minimum harm. What do you think?
What choice will the intelligent mecha make? Is it willing to die?"
Xu Qingyang concluded: "And, with current technology, intelligence is something that is simply impossible to accomplish."
Simulation robots are extremely common in the interstellar world, and can even be fake to the point of being real, but this is completely different from intelligence.
Gu Xiaoqi's eyes dimmed for a moment.
Xu Qingyang reached out and rubbed the other person's head, and said in a calm but inexplicably doting tone: "It is true that intelligence cannot be achieved with current technology, but don't think too much."
"If you want to make such a mecha by yourself, then I will teach you. But if you just want to have a unique mecha of your own, I can definitely make you the best mecha in the galaxy."
Gu Xiaoqi's heart felt warm, and he subconsciously rubbed the hand on his head, smiled softly and sweetly at Xu Qingyang, and said, "Father, can you do me a favor?"
"Say." Xu Qingyang stopped poking Gu Xiaoqi's obviously red face and started rubbing the other person's head.
"I want to have a mecha manufacturing room in school, the kind of mecha manufacturing room that only I can enter and no one else can enter." Gu Xiaoqi thought for a moment and said without hesitation.
Xu Qingyang was a little surprised, but with how much the school valued him now, it was a piece of cake to go to the school and ask for a mecha manufacturing room in his own name.
He agreed directly and said, "If you need anything, just come to me."
The atmosphere between the two was extremely harmonious for a moment.
Gu Xiaoqi asked casually: "Father, how is Xiaojiu doing now? Is he suitable for the institute?"
Xu Qingyang paused and asked: "You...are you talking about Gu Xiaojiu?"
"right."
Xu Qingyang searched hard for relevant information and said dryly: "The institute attaches great importance to Gu Xiaojiu."
Gu Xiaoqi raised his head and asked, "Is it gone?"
"No more..." Xu Qingyang looked at Gu Xiaoqi with deep eyes. This girl had never asked him if he was comfortable with the surrounding environment.