Zhu Qing'an stared at her father in the live broadcast, and froze in place.
In the eyes of Zhu Qing'an's father, the AI he created is also his own child.
He doesn't allow anyone to question his children.
He doesn't want to use various research results to prove whether AI has love. In the eyes of the cunning and dark government, everything is powerless.
It's better to let it directly prove whether you have love.
prove love...
As for who to prove to and how to prove it... Zhu Qing'an has a general idea in mind, and only needs definite evidence.
"Hey—what are you doing?" A thick male voice sounded from outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Qing'an's colleague hurriedly turned off the live broadcast, hid the optical brain, and faltered to the people outside the door: "We are watching TV..."
Zhu Qing'an didn't expect the live broadcast to be interrupted suddenly, and he looked at his colleagues in a daze.
The other party said embarrassedly: "Actually... as ordinary experimenters, we can't watch the live broadcast of such an important meeting. I secretly obtained the live broadcast password."
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
That's great.
"But it's okay. At least we've seen some of it, as long as we know what's going on." The colleague smiled.
He recalled the content of the live broadcast, and sighed softly: "Our mentor is really ruthless. He even wants to directly let AI prove whether he has love, how to prove it? Isn't he afraid of failure?"
Zhu Qing'an muttered: "It will not fail."
"Let us small staff don't care so much. Have you finished your experimental project?" The colleague glanced at Zhu Qing'an.
Zhu Qing'an just wanted to answer something, but he hesitated a bit, as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked: "By the way, what year is it now?"
Not only did he not remember what happened when he was a child, but even his concept of time was very vague.
For example, I can’t remember when my parents took me to the amusement park.
As if those things were a long time ago. It's been so long that I can't remember the exact date.
The colleague looked at him with inexplicable eyes, and casually reported a date.
——The strange year rang in Zhu Qing'an's ears.
He froze in place for an instant.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
He originally thought... the time he was in now was at most ten years ago.
But instead he heard a date from three hundred years ago.
Three hundred years.
"..." Zhu Qing'an calmed down and thought about it carefully.
If he was a person who came to modern times after experiencing hibernation and freezing three hundred years ago.
Then why he can't remember his childhood memories, that also makes sense.
Most of the people who have spent hundreds of years in the cryogenic cabin will lose some memories before hibernation. Everyone knows this.
Moreover, the AI experiment record diary that Zhu Qingan brought out from the laboratory last time was also from three hundred years ago.
All doubts can be connected in series.
But Zhu Qing'an still couldn't calm down.
... why was he hibernated
... Qin Hengyi also spent three hundred years with him...
Zhu Qing'an suddenly thought of a question.
Three hundred years have passed, no matter what, his parents... will not be able to return to him.
"The meeting is over," muttered his colleague, glancing at the clock.
After hearing this, Zhu Qing'an came back to her senses, opened her legs, slammed open the door of the laboratory, and ran to the corridor where the conference hall was located.
His father was walking out the gate.
The man stood against the sun, and his tall figure was covered with a faint golden light.
For some reason, Zhu Qing'an's eyes were a little sour, and he suddenly wanted to call the man sincerely and warmly, Dad.
But due to his current status, he could only follow the man quietly.
The man walked out of the conference hall, went to the flower shop around the corner, and bought a bouquet of pink and tender flowers. He called a taxi and said, "Go to the Imperial Hospital."
Zhu Qing'an, who was following behind, frowned.
Hospital…
Is anyone in their family sick
Zhu Qing'an really wanted to continue to follow, but in the blink of an eye, the taxi left.
I wish Qing'an was at a loss. His consciousness sank suddenly, and his whole body floated into the air.
After a long time, he dimly opened his eyes.
—The environment he was in at this time was inside a taxi.
Did he wear it on someone else
From previous experience, we can see that in order to make it easier for players to understand the plot, the game will allow players to wear a character who is closest to the plot.
He lowered his head and couldn't help frowning when he saw his body.
He is dressed like a flower.
He was fragrant and white all over, surrounded by other fragrant and soft flowers. The flowers were all wrapped in a thin piece of flower-colored wrapping paper, wrapped into a bouquet, and held in his arms by his father.
The flowers that Zhu Qing'an wears can just fit on a man's shoulder.
This is the first time Zhu Qing'an leaned on his father's shoulder.
Very warm and generous. Like a big mountain.
Turning into a flower... Seems like a good idea too.
Zhu Qing'an thought, her own fragrance became stronger.
At this moment, the taxi driver suddenly asked: "Sir, you go to the hospital... Is anyone sick?"
Zhu Qing'an was taken aback for a moment, and listened seriously.
The man said softly, "My son is sick."
"I see... it's not a difficult disease... right?"
The man frowned, and sighed softly, "He needs to spend three hundred years in the treatment hibernation cabin before he can be cured."
The driver was surprised and opened his eyes wide: "Is this so? Then... he wakes up three hundred years later, isn't he alone?" He was silent for a while, and persuaded: "Are you sure you want to do this? ...?"
Now the empire does have some seriously ill patients who need to be treated in a medical hibernation cabin. It takes a few years for the short treatment time, and hundreds of years for the long treatment time.
Generally, the family of a patient who needs hundreds of years of treatment will choose to give up.
Hibernation therapy is expensive, and the future holds many uncertainties. The only certainty is that the patient who wakes up needs to endure a lifetime of loneliness.
But he didn't expect that this well-dressed gentleman would choose to let his son hibernate.
The man thought for a moment, and replied: "In the future, someone will love him for us, and he will not be alone."
After hearing these words, Zhu Qing'an's pupils shrank suddenly, the loud voices of people and cars in his ears were amplified countless times, and all kinds of indescribable emotions overflowed in his heart.
He is not stupid, he can vaguely guess who will love him in the future.
He remembered what his parents had written in his diary when he was a child.
[In the future, someone will love you and give you happiness that ordinary people cannot touch.]
He finally knew why they had written this sentence.
The driver sighed softly, drove the car into the hospital, and said, "The hospital is here."
The man paid, took the bouquet in his arms, and headed to his son's ward.
He opened the door of the intensive care unit.
The boy on the hospital bed was very weak, his complexion was as paper, and he fell asleep drowsily. Like a lifeless rag doll.
Zhu Qing'an looked at the boy with complicated emotions.
The man put the bouquet on the head of the bed, sat down, and turned on the optical brain.
Zhu Qing'an happened to be able to see the content displayed by the optical brain.
is a chat box.
The name of the person who talks to it is "Wing".
Zhu Qing'an froze, raised her head, and watched their chat.
Now Qin Hengyi should still be the administrator of the world, and he can log on to the star network to talk to the people he needs.
What will they talk about
Is it to ask Qin Hengyi, who is an AI, if he has love? Or discuss how to prove that you have love
The man hastily entered a line of text on the screen.
[Zhu: I've already told you about Zhu Qing'an. What happened when he woke up three hundred years later...]
The other party replied quickly.
[Wing: I will take good care of him.]
[Yi: He is me. Whatever he wants, I will give.]
The man looked at the other party's promise, and the corners of his lips raised.
But he still has a knot in his heart.
That's about the question "Does the world admin AI have love?"
The government agreed to give him one last chance.
Let AI prove itself, whether it has a love comparable to human beings.
But until proven successful, imperial dominion was placed in escrow by the government. The World Manager is temporarily offline.
If it proves successful in the future, the imperial government will hand over the ruling power as promised.
A man believes in his AI because he has a rumbling and sincere love for others.
His AI has people he likes. The kind I like very much. Kind of like kinship...
He could see it.
The man replied succinctly.
[Zhu: After three hundred years, you must love him well and let the whole world know your love.]
If the plan goes well.
Three hundred years later, when Zhu Qing'an woke up. Qin Hengyi will return to him and prove to the world the love that belongs to AI with him. Make the government speechless.
Three hundred years is enough time for an AI to grow very powerful. The database can even be as large as several empire star networks. At that time, they can also take advantage of the trend to regain the ruling power that should belong to them from the government.
[Yi: Okay, I will prove his love with me in front of the whole world.]
[Yi: He is my favorite child, I will love him.]
The flower next to the man trembled, shaking off a small drop of water like a tear. It fell to the ground with a thud.
Zhu Qing'an's eyes were a little sour, and everything in front of her eyes became hazy. He understood why the game "False Love" appeared by his side. Why should he be his lover.
He also understood the origin of everything Qin Hengyi did back then.
In front of everyone, Qin Hengyi gave him gifts that ordinary people could not touch, and used methods that ordinary people could not accomplish to help him cut through the thorns in his life. He even tried to use the most memorable means to tell the world that he was loved vigorously.
Even if Qin Hengyi has long forgotten everything in the world, even who he is.
He hasn't forgotten that he still has a small promise.
There is a child in his life who needs his love.
Everything he did was for this original promise.
—[I will prove the love between him and me in front of the whole world.]
AI has love, and everything has a soul.
This love is like the fireworks that Zhu Qing'an set off that night, dazzling and dazzling, attracting everyone's attention.
Zhu Qing'an inexplicably wanted to go back, wanted to hug Qin Hengyi.
The man was very satisfied with Qin Hengyi's answer, he was completely relieved, and handed over his child to the other party.
Zhu Qing'an's time is running out, fortunately, he has prepared everything.
The man stood up, walked out of the corridor, found the attending doctor and said, "It's time to hibernate, let's start."
"..." The doctor was a little surprised, but quickly reacted, turned around to contact the medical staff, and began to prepare.
Since the man started preparing for the hibernation plan very early, Zhu Qingan's therapeutic hibernation cabin was ready soon.
The little boy's hibernation capsule is very small, in a small hibernation room.
The room exudes icy white air-conditioning, dyeing everything into white flowers.
The boy was lying in the small sky-blue cabin, his eyes were closed, his lips were a little pale, but his face was still delicate and delicate.
The boy's father leaned over and kissed the boy in the hibernation cabin through the screen.
On the other side of the hibernation cabin, there stood an AI figure transformed by holographic projection.
That is Qin Hengyi.
The blond boy was wearing a black military uniform, squinting his blue eyes, looking at the boy quietly.
"At zero o'clock tonight, the world administrator AI will go offline throughout the empire. You won't appear in front of people until you finish proving your love."
The man said: "Three hundred years later, An An wakes up, you can prove your love with him, and you can also regain the right to rule. Before that, you can do something else."
Qin Hengyi brushed up his fallen golden hair, raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "For such a long time, can I stay in one place? It just so happens that I can also guard that place."
"Where?"
Qin Hengyi pointed to the boy's heart in the hibernation cabin with his pale and slender fingers.
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Qin Hengyi's feelings at this time are very simple, only pure liking, the kind that wants to love him as a child.
Some little angels suggested that it is best for AI not to have love.
The love in the text can be described as feelings. I think it is best for AI to have feelings. Without feelings, one does not know how to respect and be loyal to human beings.
Have you noticed that the AI rebellion in film and television works is based on the fact that AI is a cold-blooded life without love.
I don’t know if everyone understands the gist of this article _(:з」∠)_.
There are fewer and fewer comments, starting today, draw a small red envelope for each chapter ww
The little angel who smashed the thunder will have a cute cat's claw mark when commenting. But I only saw it after updating the app qwq