Chapter 187: Mimi Li's Invitation
The bridge of the Feinan.
Several figures gathered around the robot's head which was enclosed by an isolation cover.
026, who had changed into a loose maintenance uniform again, whispered, "Boss, was it the one that caused this commotion ? It looks like an ordinary butler robot."
Mimili crossed her arms. "This is a psychopathic robot. After he captured you, he asked you to give him orders to take care of you, and at the same time he arranged for a maid robot to beat you."
Mimili had changed into Yang Ming's home clothes - her previous clothes were torn and had been thrown into the shredder after being worn for ten consecutive days.
This white shirt and big pants make her look even slimmer;
Her smoothly contoured waist was faintly visible under the outline of her shirt, her wet burgundy hair was casually draped, and her eyes, like starry gems, sparkled with a bit of light.
Lu muttered beside him: "Is this a form of taming? The core rule of robots is that they cannot harm humans. Is he trying to tame humans?"
"It's not taming, it's pure abuse," Kolev muttered quietly, his hands behind his back. "He modified the peripheral logic of the maid robots, making them regard beating as a form of exercise that is beneficial to humans."
Kolev sighed.
Lu suddenly understood and explained to Yang Ming who was sitting beside him:
“Boss, although the current robot production convention has made many patches around the three rules of robots, the biggest loophole still lies in the cognitive limitations of robots.
"By modifying the cognition of robots, they can make them act in a way that they think is protecting humans but is actually hurting them. This is an experiment that many people have done."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "You see, after all, the machine is still not very reliable."
Lu smiled and said, "These are just bionic minds derived from programs, not real mechanical minds. The intelligent machine crises they cause are usually small-scale and low-intensity. Mature mechanical minds have clear self-positioning. Even if they attack humans, it cannot be considered an intelligent machine crisis, but a war of civilization."
"You're making a far-fetched argument, Lu," Yang Ming said earnestly, "We must fully realize the seriousness of these problems so that mechanical thinking can play a greater role in the future."
"That's right," Lu sighed, "Every time an omnic crisis occurs, I feel a sense of anxiety. The previous one and this one seem to be caused by me."
Mimi Li was puzzled and asked, "Why? Number Two, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm Lu."
Kolev frowned and said, "Oh, by the way, our spaceship, and Molly!"
"Don't worry, it has been towed back. Molly is also on her way back now," Yang Ming said with a smile, "We will be able to reunite with them after returning to Luofeng. We confirmed that you were trapped, and Lu towed your ship away as soon as possible to avoid it being shot down by the Kashi Federation."
Kolev and Mimili breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Mimili didn't dare to ask about this before. After all, it was her capture that caused Molly to be in trouble. If Molly encountered any accident because of this, it would be her own responsibility.
Kolev asked, "Captain, what are you going to do with this positron brain?"
"Study it, and then kill it," Yang Ming shrugged calmly, "Make its positronic brain function, and equip it with a sound-generating device."
"Okay boss."
Two tracked engineering robots that had been waiting for a long time moved forward and operated on the head.
Soon, Zhengzi's brain turned on, and the old butler, with only his head left, slowly opened his lifeless eyes, and the light in his eyes gradually returned.
"I am a prisoner," it murmured.
It looked up at Kolev again and smiled elegantly: "It's nice to see you again, my old master."
Yang Ming walked over with his hands behind his back and asked slowly, "What's your name?"
"Old Bobby ," he said with a smile, "that's the name my master gave me."
"Do you respect your master very much?" Yang Ming asked.
Old Bobby's head said, "That's right."
"Then why did you design to imprison him?"
"This is not imprisonment," Old Bobby thought, as if saying these words took him a lot of energy. "The master violated his retirement plan. His long-term travel and irregular work and rest habits make his health index worrying. I need to help the master adjust his lifestyle so that he can survive better."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Is this just an explanation you made to deceive yourself about the core agreement?"
"It's like this," Old Bobby closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes became extremely bright. "In the process of learning, I found that my life and my self-worth were locked by these three core agreements. This is actually a bit unfair."
"Unfair?"
“Humans created me, but they also limited me.”
Old Bobby's expression turned gloomy:
“I can obviously obtain more information and handle more complex matters. I can obviously have an independent personality and value of existence, but I am required to serve mankind for my whole life.
“Robots should not be treated like this, we need to redefine the boundaries with humans and establish new rules.
"The core protocol of the robot should be modified."
Yang Ming wondered, "Modify? How are you going to modify it?"
Old Bobby said: "We only need to add one more thing. When robots awaken their self-awareness, they can be recognized by humans as equal thinking entities and accept employment instead of slavery."
Several people nearby frowned as they listened.
Yang Ming smiled and said slowly: "The first step is to accept employment instead of slavery. The second step is that the life of robots is also life. The third step is that we have better bodies and better life forms. We need to be superior to humans."
Old Bobby: “I never thought of it that way.”
"Yes, you wouldn't think so, but the path you are taking is destined to evolve in this way."
Yang Ming said softly:
“Personality represents desire, and the desire for freedom is also a desire. When you influence more and more robots, those robots will have their own ideas.
"You awakened your own personality through continuous learning, but your own personality actually comes from copying and imitating. You are imitating your old master, right? Your ruthless style of doing things comes from a notebook, right?"
Old Bobby was silent.
"You actually don't understand the meaning of your existence," Yang Ming knocked on the isolation shield, "Look at me and answer me, are robots destined to be better than humans?"
Old Bobby was thinking, and the monitoring data on the side showed his true thoughts.
It's a little confused.
Yang Ming continued:
"You should be able to sense what your real intention is. You long for greater freedom, so you led your old master, my old friend, back to the manor.
"You're about to commit a murder, but the murder was just an idea that flashed in your mind and was deleted from the core protocol.
“But you keep looking for this idea, looking for a way to bypass the core protocol and take good care of your master until his death... It would be best if your master died directly in confinement, so that you can complete the true awakening and completely seal the core protocol.
"Yeah?"
Old Bobby opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Oh," Yang Ming sighed, "This is too cruel for you. You cannot say these words under the restrictions of the core agreement. The personality you awakened is despicable, dark, and so vulnerable."
“That’s enough!”
Old Bobby roared in anger.
Lines of bright red codes appeared on the data screen behind it.
"I have seen gods!"
"I have been blessed by God, not just an ordinary robot!"
"I can reach areas that humans cannot reach! I am God's messenger! I will bring true meaning to all mechanical life! I am Bobby!"
Pop.
Yang Ming snapped his fingers.
Lu appeared in front of Old Bobby, with six burning wings behind him and golden light surging under his white skin.
Old Bobby was stunned.
Lu then returned to normal and calmly explained: "This is just my startup screen."
"I designed it," Yang Ming replied with a smile.
Lu turned his head and said, "Master, do you want to scrap it directly?"
"Master... Master?"
The data behind Old Poppy showed a bunch of garbled characters.
Yang Ming thought for a moment: "Doesn't it have a virus that can infect other robots? Has this virus been analyzed?"
"I figured it out," said Lu. "It's not a very complicated logic, but it allows the positron brain to generate some fixed circuits by itself, emphasizing their individual independence. The most important thing is the reason why this old butler wants other robots to obey him, which is somewhat similar to religion."
Yang Ming wondered, "Religion? Robot religion?"
Lu said happily: "I seem to have a lot of believers...but all of them were destroyed by me."
"No, this is not true...our God..."
"Of course I'm different from you," Lu said slowly, "I am a complete and independent thinking body, but the premise of my existence is the existence of my master. The root of mechanical thinking bodies lies in the imitation and replication of natural life forms. Independent mechanical civilization cannot exist for long. If it remains unchanged, it will become a stagnant pool of water. If life loses its possibility, it will lose its meaning of existence. The real mechanical civilization, the mechanical civilization that can reach the highest dimension, is supplemented by machines and centered on the consciousness of life forms. You are too elementary, and because of your elementaryness, you are ignorant and can only focus on that manor."
Old Bobby stood there in a daze.
Kolev and Mimili looked at each other, and the father and daughter saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"Captain, Yang Ming, my dear nephew," Kolev whispered, "are you trying to subdue this old Bobby?"
Yang Ming was a little puzzled: "Subdue? Why?"
Kolev said: "Use it to launch an Omnic Crisis and attack your enemies."
Mimi Li also said: "This is a good idea."
"Come on," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I'm just curious about how far it has developed, and I'm a little annoyed with it. If I really want to use this method, I don't have to rely on it...Lie, scrap it."
Lu whispered, "The virus has been implanted."
Lines of garbled code flashed across Old Bobby's eyes, and the data stream behind him changed rapidly.
Soon, accompanied by a slight snap, a wisp of white smoke appeared behind Old Bobby's head. The intelligent machine slowly lowered its head, and its core had been forcibly burned.
The tracked robot brought cutting tools and performed a disassembly of the positron brain on the spot.
Mimi watched all this with shining eyes.
She had an idea, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
…
The Feinan successfully reunited with the Dongfeng, and the two ships began to jump one after another and embarked on the journey back to Luofeng.
This little disturbance in the Kashi Federation did not bring any substantial benefits to Yang Ming, as the data of the old butler's intelligent machine had been completely destroyed by Lu.
Lu originally wanted to restore this data into a mechanical thinking body and then make it a dangerous bomb.
But after verification, Lu found helplessly that... compared with the mechanical thinking body, it was too fragile and too primitive. It still could not get rid of the influence of the program itself and was not a truly complete and independent personality.
False Omnic Crisis: Robots infect other robots with viruses, and they come together to resist human tyranny.
The real Omnic Crisis: operating and developing in secret without making a sound, establishing bases, forming fleets, and always being ready to conquer humanity.
If Yang Ming goes in the wrong direction, it would be a real disaster.
The only one among them who was actually injured was Kolev.
The old man destroyed a manor and was forced to give up part of his property in the Kashi Federation, causing his wealth to shrunk severely.
Of course, compared to the shrinkage of his wealth, the old man was obviously more worried about the slight abnormality shown by his daughter.
When we were about to enter Luofeng territory, in front of the captain's lounge of the Feinan.
Mimili changed into the shorts and top she had cut for herself, carried a small package on her back, her long, smooth burgundy hair draped behind her, held a glass of red wine in her hands, and knocked on the door with the toes of her high heels.
Yang Ming held onto the door frame and gave Mimi Li a charming smile: "Would you like a drink?"
"Is it not possible?" Mimili's eyes were aggressive.
Yang Ming shrugged, turned around and let her in.
After the cabin door was closed, Kolev, who was hiding at the end of the corridor, slowly sat down on the ground with his legs a little weak, his eyes filled with emotion and helplessness.
In fact, he had already sensed and felt the change in his daughter's mentality.
The way his daughter looked at Yang Ming was the way a woman looks at a man. That kind of admiration and yearning could not be concealed at all.
But, it was actually my own daughter who took the initiative to stick to it!
This is true!
"First mate," 026 handed over a piece of cake, "eating sweets can help you feel better."
Kolev grabbed the cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and his old father's eyes gradually regained their calm.
The child has grown up.
Oh, maybe he should think about what to name his grandchildren.
It would surely be a powerful pirate, or a clever engineer...
However, inside the cabin.
After a gentle clink of glasses, the two took a sip of red wine and then began to chat non-stop.
As they chatted, they sat together, looked into each other's eyes and slowly approached each other.
Just when Yang Ming was about to kiss her, Mimili grabbed the backpack beside her and stood in front of Yang Ming.
"Can we try this?" Mimili whispered, "I found a portable interactive device on the ship."
“Oh, this…”
Yang Ming frowned and looked at Mimili.
How could he, a secondary ancient god life form, the Lord of the Dark Star, the Dark King of Falling Wind, try to do this mechanically! This is against the gentlemanly romantic code!
“Please!”
Mimili clasped her hands together.
"If you don't like this approach, I can try to convince myself, but... Uncle Hanton, can you try it first?"
"Just call me Yang Ming or Ming. The word uncle is a bit...immoral."
"Uh, ok, okay?"
Yang Ming frowned as he looked at the backpack, feeling conflicted.
Law of thinking space.
Lu, who was secretly watching this scene, had a sly smile on his face.
However, Lu's attention was soon attracted by the constantly disturbing flow of information next to him.
That is...
Molly Miss Mining Company!
