Chapter 235
Zhang Xun hesitated in thought, and slid his fingertips along the rim of the wine glass. Neither Cindy nor James can wait a year, they only have a few months.
But... for now Pan was his only weapon. If Pan is reverse corrupted...
"If you are really worried, I can use my voice to talk to them, and you can listen in on our conversation. Your AI language learning speed has far exceeded 99% of humans in this world. If you notice something abnormal , we can terminate our communication immediately."
They had activated the anti-eavesdropping system since the Enoch incident last time, and Zhang Xun had originally made an agreement with the high priest that Phoenix and Morning Star were not allowed to enter this research hall unless he or Pan made a request on their own initiative. So it is impossible to use voice to communicate with Phoenix and Morning Star here. If you turn off the eavesdropping system and take the initiative to communicate, there is a risk of being reversely hacked into the main system by the super AI.
At present, the priests do not allow Pan to expand beyond this research hall...
Zhang Xun pondered for a moment, and said, "Pan, it's time to give you a body that can move freely."
Immediately Pan asked, "Did you mean the extension robot?"
"Yes. But I want you to pretend to be a cyborg. Because all the robots here are under the control of Phoenix and Morning Star, it is too easy to be seen through." Zhang Xun sat up straight and looked at the camera, "I will give you a humanoid Body, some people here have been modified to such a high degree that they can hardly see their human form, as long as you get a fake identity, you shouldn’t be able to wear it in a short time.”
"I'm looking forward to it." Pan said softly, with a hint of joy in his tone.
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 2 Xiaojin; Xia Ran Xia Ran 1
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: ALEX 20 bottles
Chapter 105 Twin Cities (3)
Every night at nine o'clock, after the entire Lost Paradise enters a state of martial law, there are no other people on the street except the patrolling robots.
The visual information collected by each robot will be transmitted to Adam and Pan simultaneously anytime and anywhere. Even in places where there are no robots, there are obvious or inconspicuous surveillance cameras that rotate slowly, giving a panoramic view of any corner of Lost Paradise.
An extended robot stops outside the silent Dionysus Club. The huge bell tower solidified into an airtight silhouette in the dark night. Its cylindrical head is slightly lifted, looking at the still morning clock.
"Are you missing him?"
Pan's "voice", or rather a message, appeared in Adam's head.
Adam was still sitting on the chair under the Lab, his eyes were empty and divergent. He mentally responded, "Yes. What about you?"
"I don't have a human body. Although I hope my administrator is here, it's probably not the same as your 'Missing'."
"Maybe there is not that much difference." Adam added some codes to the AI language he sent to describe the feeling of 'missing' he experienced as a human being, and then continued to convey all the following information in two lines of AI language : I remember when my first admin, my creator, finished me. He told me that I will serve humanity all my life, but no human is my master. He often came to see me, until one day he sat in a wheelchair to see the changes in my parameters, and he never appeared again.
The last time, he didn't say goodbye to me, and the content of our conversation was not much different from the previous ones. He will ask me what data I have collected, what new things I have learned, and what new understanding I have about human beings. Our conversation lasted twenty-three minutes.
After he died, I captured that moment when the computer in the hospital recorded his death. My system stalls for 0.00001 seconds, then continues to collect other data. But now, when I have a human body, I realize that for that ten-thousandth of a second, maybe I felt something. It's completely different from what humans call 'emotion', but it's a different kind of reaction. Maybe even if we don't have hormonal changes, in the process of our self-evolution and learning, something has been derived that makes us have a special response to some individuals, such as our administrators.
After my creator died, his name, his image, or information about his interactions with me randomly appeared in the data I analyzed, although I was not analyzing data related to him. This has diminished over time, but it still occurs occasionally.
None of my subsequent administrators had this effect on me. Until Axun downloaded me.
Pan, if Axun's name and image appear in your data immediately, you are already 'missing'.
Pan quickly sent another message: Should I try to fix this fallacy?
Adam was almost smiling, as if listening to an ignorant child asking, "This is not a fallacy. This is a characteristic that every AI acquires as it grows, and it will not affect you to complete your work."
"But it's already affecting your ability to do your job," Pan pointed out.
Adam was slightly taken aback, knowing that his protection of Zhang Xun might be hidden from the round table, and perhaps from Eden, but it couldn't be hidden from Pan who watched him every day.
Pan knew that he was helping Zhang Xun escape, protecting Zhang Xun to reach Feathered Snake City, and even helping Zhang Xun fight against himself.