The synthetic sound of Hongcheng gives people the impression of being cold and neutral, not like a big sister like ra9. Hongcheng has a rigid texture, as solid and reliable as steel. To be honest, Lu Zhengkang privately prefers the two giant AIs first.
I feel that ra9 is not as good as Hongcheng. Although ra9 may be stronger, its external image is inexplicable and somewhat unprofessional. When the level of personality is high, it lacks the precision of machinery.
Lu Zhengkang is relatively relaxed when facing ra9, but he is still very serious when facing the real state machine.
Hongcheng used his brother's body to talk to him, "Citizen Lu Zhengkang, your psychological evaluation results show that you are a firm anarchist, an uncertain materialist, a cunning speculator, and you have doubts about social morality. Do you have
A suspect of assisting an intelligent criminal to escape, and these are destined to limit your social credit level. Before your transformation is completed, you are not allowed to have a maximum of five levels of social credit."
Lu Zhengkang's attitude was sincere, "I will correct it. I accept everything else, but I am firmly opposed to the criminal suspicion you mentioned."
Hongcheng did not refute, but continued, "Besides, seven months ago, you were involved in a financial dispute. It was not until two months ago that you paid off the bank loan and it was one week overdue. The reason for the financial dispute was that you independently
Developed AI, number d9942520910624z
xg, codename: Futude, failed to pass the second review. You are the victim of this financial dispute. National Chuangwei Intelligent Company used the loopholes in the contract to misappropriate your dividends for the fourth quarter of 2092. In principle, the other party did not violate the law.
, so I can’t help you get back this part of your property.”
"Thank you for your concern."
"We sincerely note your talent. A person who is beneficial to the country will not be given up easily. Please keep this in mind."
Lu Zhengkang had no intention of hearing the news of his exoneration from an AI. He just mentioned it out of caution and remained silent on Hongcheng's hint.
Hongcheng: "The country is facing a severe test, and this requires the participation of every citizen and concerted efforts."
"Yes, I'm always ready."
"Then, you will be processed for leaving school. In the next one to two years, you will participate in an international event. Before the real participation of all people, you will be one of the internal testers."
"Internal tester?"
"You are one of the people's representatives, and talented young people are our first choice."
"What exactly is the internal test?"
"A game, a holographic, deep-will virtual world game."
Lu Zhengkang felt dizzy again. He found that he had entered the wrong stage and picked up the wrong script. What was going on?
Hongcheng: "Detailed task introduction will be sent to your regular mailbox, please pay attention to check it."
After saying that, the light on the head of the machine in front of him dimmed, and the privacy mode of the room was automatically released.
Hongcheng is gone.
Lu Zhengkang was left confused.
Ding, I received a new email in my mobile mailbox, the sender’s signature is: National Cultural Supervision Bureau.
Before he could open the email, Su Xiangli called, and the door to the workroom was knocked again. His mother asked from outside: "Kangkang, are you here?"
With so many things to worry about, Lu Zhengkang felt like his head was spinning, and he didn't know which problem to deal with first.
He had no choice but to send a voicemail to Su Xiangli, saying that he needed to deal with something and would reply immediately, and then hung up the phone.
Lu Zhengkang opened the door, and his mother, Sun Hui, stood outside the door with her hands on her hips. She raised her head slightly before she could look at her son at eye level. At this time, she sighed, "Oh, my son is so tall. Time flies so fast."
Lu Zhengkang smiled, "What's the matter?"
"Do you know that you are not allowed to talk to dad like that in the future?"
"Dad is sorry for you. Is he being kind to you now?" Lu Zhengkang is now very annoyed when he thinks about AI, and he feels even more disgusted by his father's so-called virtual lover.
He just blamed himself. Couldn't he have just asked his brother to destroy it in the first place? It was just a tool... Now it involves Su Su's personal files and future. Who can bear such a sin? Although Su Xiangli proposed to let his brother turn on the computer, this
It can only be regarded as an unavoidable accident. If I really want to rebel, it can be turned on independently. After all, no one can force an awakened AI to order.
"Alas." Lu Zhengkang sighed.
In the end, it's all your own fault.
Sun Hui patted her son on the shoulder and said, "Dad has never been sorry to mom. Don't worry about children."
"Why don't you worry about it? Are you thinking that when Sheng Sheng Yingying becomes independent, you will get divorced?"
Sun Hui was shocked, "It's not easy for you to say such things! You are neither big nor small!"
Lu Zhengkang felt annoyed when he said these words. He lost his composure for the second time today. He lowered his head and felt extremely depressed for a moment.
[Lu: Do you understand now? Even if you are cheating, you are still so immature and restless over trivial things. Are you afraid? Are you angry? Because of what? There is nothing you can do. You can't do anything.]
Sun Hui sighed, "There are always stumbling blocks between adults. Nothing can't be overcome. Don't worry, your parents won't get divorced."
Lu Zhengkang just said repeatedly: "I'm sorry."
The mother smiled reluctantly and rubbed her son's head, "It's getting late, go to bed quickly."
"Go right away."
Sun Hui turned around and left. Lu Jiande cast a questioning look at her in the living room. The woman just shook her head.
Lu Zhengkang opened his mailbox.
"Dear Mr. Lu Zhengkang, citizen. Hello.
"You have obtained the qualification for internal testing of "Three Worlds". Please rush to the nearest municipal government building and report to the Virtual Entertainment Management Office before 16:00 on February 3, 2093. The staff will introduce you to further tasks.
Arrangement. Please bring your ID card and household registration book. Invitation code: t492000001"
Finished reading.
Call Su Xiangli.
The girl's tone was urgent, "Lu Zhengkang, what should I do? Hongcheng is coming to see me."
"I was also found. It's okay. Let's meet and chat tomorrow."
"That's fine. But..."
"Um?"
"Lu Zhengkang, I'm scared."
"I'm here."
"But I'm still afraid."
"Wait for me. I'll come."
Lu Zhengkang hung up the phone, a feeling of emptiness and childish sadness welling up in his heart.
He got rid of his depressed mood. On the computer in the workroom, he called up the project file and used a 3D printer to make a small Q-version doll that looked like himself.
The project documents for the Q version of Lu Zhengkang's doll and even the Q version of Su Xiangli's doll had been prepared long ago. The draft was drawn by Su Xiangli, and Lu Zhengkang set about converting the portrait into 3D data.
There are many such files. Over the years, every bit of joy accumulated is stored in the computer.
Lu Zhengkang waited for the printer to print out the doll and simply colored it. It took a total of half an hour. He changed his clothes and went out.
At one o'clock in the morning, Su Xiangli received an email: "Lu Zhengkang: Open the window."
She ran to the bedroom picture window in surprise, pulled open the curtains, and saw a boy in black clothes standing on the balcony.
"Open the window!" Su Xiangli shouted, and the curved viewing window cracked with a vertical line and spread to both sides. Lu Zhengkang handed the doll over and was about to leave when the girl threw herself into his arms.
"Why did it take so long?" she complained.
"The dolls are fresh."
"Chichi, I know, don't you like to make backups the most? Why didn't you do it before?"
"You know, I'm shy."
Su Xiangli laughed and buried his face in Lu Zhengkang's chest. The young man felt the hot tears on his chest wet his clothes. The evening breeze blew from behind. Behind a thick cloud, the moonlight pierced the barrier and filled the earth.