"What is a man?"
"A bipedal mammal, a descendant of the late primate Homo sapiens. It has the characteristics of large brain capacity, sparse body hair, and flexible hands. Due to the developed brain and the complex consciousness, humans have created a unique Language systems, cultural backgrounds and social structures, although they live in groups, have great individual differences."
Zhang Xun paced the empty hall alone, listening to Pan's answer, and continued to ask, "If a human loses an arm, is he still human?"
"Yes."
"If he loses all his limbs, is he still human?"
"Yes."
"If he had only one head left and was placed in a petri dish filled with life-sustaining solution, would he still be human?"
"Yes, but it is an incomplete human being who has been severely damaged. Because of the lack of hormonal changes in the body and tactile stimulation, the brain will be in a state of low arousal, and there will be unknowable abnormal responses for a long time, unless artificially given to simulate the real environment. Stimulate, make the brain think the body is still there."
"If all parts of the body except the brain were replaced with bionic machines, would it still be human?"
"It is a human being, but it is not a complete human being. Using the mechanical environment to simulate a living body has not been able to achieve zero error so far. The brain, as an extremely sophisticated organ, will respond to any physical changes, so how much is this level of modification? Less likely to have an effect on the natural brain. I think it would be more appropriate to refer to all people whose body modification rate exceeds 70 percent as modified people."
"Then..." Zhang Xun touched his chin, looking for all possible borderline categories, "If a person's brain is 100% injured and replaced by a mechanical brain, is he still human?"
"It is an incomplete human being. Any modification of the natural brain will cause a certain degree of damage to the human identity. If one percent of the brain is modified, the final impact on consciousness and personality may be far greater. More than one percent. I think people who have directly modified their brains should be called second generation.”
Zhang Xun nodded, quite satisfied with this answer. He paused and continued to ask, "If the human consciousness is converted into data and transmitted from the brain to the cloud. Is that still human?"
Pan replied calmly, "No. Conscious data without physical support is very fragile, easily changeable, and has lost all its characteristics as a human. It should no longer be viewed as a human."
This series of parameters is the result of retraining Pan by re-entering a large amount of data after Zhang Xun has modified the parameters. Although it is very preliminary, it is likely that there are many cases that he has not yet collected, but his time is limited after all, and he must complete the debugging of Pan before restarting the production of nanorobots.
Zhang Xun stood in front of the camera and said, "Who is your target audience?"
"All human beings, complete and incomplete."
"What are your guidelines when you're doing medical sex services to a target population?"
"On the basis of ensuring the survival rate of the other party, do our best to maintain the integrity of human identity. If you want to reduce human characteristics, you need to obtain permission from the administrator or the authority-1 person. The authority-1 person includes the patient himself. When the patient himself cannot When decisions are made, immediate family members are in charge.”
"Very good." The corners of Zhang Xun's mouth lifted slightly, and after three days there was finally a smile. He rubbed his tired eyes, not sure how long it had been since he slept.
"Zhang Xun, you are in a state of extreme mental exhaustion. The last time you entered deep sleep was 36 hours ago, and you only slept for four hours that time." Pan's gentle voice hovered around him, " Please rest as soon as possible."
"Wait a little longer. We have to start checking the design of the nanorobot." Zhang Xun said, and started typing codes on the keyboard again.
But the screen suddenly went black.
Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows and stared at the camera.
"Adam told me that you tend to focus too much on your work and ignore your personal health, which can drastically reduce your life expectancy," Pan said. "So you need to create barriers to force you to take breaks when necessary."
Zhang Xun, who was a little anxious because of lack of sleep, said angrily, "Is Adam your administrator or am I your administrator?"
"Adam showed me a lot of data showing that humans sometimes don't make the right decisions for themselves."
"Forget those things Adam told you!"
"Sorry Zhang Xun, I don't have the skill of forgetting. But I will try to reduce the number of times I mention his name in front of you, if that's what you want."
It seems that even the Pan copied some time in advance has been "bought" by Adam a lot. Zhang Xun also doesn't know how these artificial intelligences get along with each other. It seems that there is some kind of understanding between them that is difficult for humans to understand... tacit understanding.
Is it because of the accuracy and efficiency of AI language
Zhang Xun sighed and rubbed his aching temples with his hands, "Pan, you must remember that one day you will fight against Adam and Eden. He is no longer your companion, but your enemy."
"I see what you mean, Zhang Xun. But there is a certain chance that what the enemy said is correct. In this case..."
"Okay." Zhang Xun stood up, feeling a little dizzy, stood on the table for a while, and said weakly, "I'll go to rest for a few hours. Check the design of the nanorobot yourself. The parts where the human characteristics make an impact are marked.”
"Okay Zhang Xun." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Pan's voice seemed to be much lighter.
Zhang Xun lay down on the sofa. Obviously exhausted, but tossing and turning can't sleep. Countless thoughts are connected with each other, running around in his mind uncontrollably. He got up from the sofa a little irritably, found a bottle of sleeping pills from the medicine cabinet, stuffed one into his mouth, and then fell into the depths of the dream.
For a while, he felt as if someone had entered his room. Half of his consciousness made him want to wake up, but the other half seemed to be pressed by an invisible force on the boundary between sobriety and drowsiness. He vaguely remembered opening a slit in his eyes and seeing a figure crouching down in front of him. The fingers that lacked human body temperature lightly landed on his cheek, and left again like a dragonfly.
Zhang Xun inexplicably wanted to grab that hand and not let it go. But his body couldn't move, and his consciousness was pulled back into the chaos of nothingness again.
A few hours later, when he was woken up by his own alarm clock, Pan told him that Enoch had come to him, saying that James was doing well, but Cindy's condition was deteriorating sharply, and he began to show signs of bleeding in many places. , grow festering sores, a large area of hair loss, and even began to cough up blood.
After hearing this, Zhang Xun was startled in his heart, it started to deteriorate so quickly
He left the temple in a hurry and landed in the central hospital not far away by plane. Since they came to Feathered Serpent City, this was the first time Zhang Xun left the pyramid. Walking among countless reformers, he was particularly eye-catching and attracted a lot of attention. The nurse at the front desk who was in charge of registration and reception looked at him and knew at a glance who he was looking for. After all, no one who has been transformed is like a rare animal in Feathered Snake City.
Cindy was isolated close to the sterile room, and through the window, she could see that there were several bloodstains on her newly changed clothes lying on the hospital bed. Her originally thick hair fell out, revealing a large bluish scalp, her eyes were closed, and her mouth and nose were covered by a breathing mask. A gray of death hung over her, as if she had been chained by death.
Thinking that James might become like this soon, Zhang Xun felt that it was difficult to breathe.
It's because of himself... because of himself James and Cindy, and the people of Rhinohorn who died in the realm of death... It's his responsibility, he has to speed up...
"Zhang Xun?"
When Zhang Xun turned his head, he saw Enoch smiling at him with several bottles of purified water in his hands.
Enoch's smile is so similar to Adam's, there is some kind of emptiness that is not familiar with the world, which can lift the heaviest emotions in the world, making people look calmer.
Zhang Xun fixedly looked into Enoch's eyes and did not speak for a long time. Enoch seemed a little unsure of his intentions, and looked down at himself, "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, thank you for informing me about Cindy." Zhang Xun looked at the doctors and nurses passing by, as well as several family members who were talking not far away, and took a few steps towards Enoch, "I heard Pan say , you came back while I was sleeping?"
Enoch nodded, "Yes, I saw you resting and told Pan the situation."
"You know, you can notify the server AI Morning Star. It will be conveyed to me immediately." Zhang Xun carefully studied the robot's expression.
"I'm a robot, and I don't have permission to use Morningstar here." Enoch looked at him innocently. "Sorry, I didn't know you didn't want me to go back. I'll ask a human to help me convey it next time."
Why does there seem to be a trace of grievance in your tone
Knowing clearly that the robot will not have such things as grievances, Zhang Xun is still a little unbearable conditioned reflexively, "If you need to, you can come back, but you can't talk to Pan alone. You can wake me up."
"Yes, I understand."
As they spoke, they walked towards James's ward. Zhang Xun asked, "How is Jamie's situation?"
"He's in good spirits, just a headache and nausea. Todd has been with him."
Todd…
He and Jamie seem to have something to do? So it seems, seriously
Zhang Xun let out a wry smile. He should be happy for Jamie, but at times like this, he can't laugh.
If at the end of your life, you finally meet the love of your life, is that a good thing or a bad thing
James didn't have to live in the sterile room yet. He was in better shape than Cindy, sitting on the bed and playing cards with Todd. Seeing Zhang Xun, James' eyes lit up, "A Xun!"
Zhang Xun put on a relaxed smile, at least the most relaxed expression he could make, pulled up a chair and sat close, jokingly, "It looks like you're having a good time?"
Todd sneered, throwing down a poker card, "Can you believe it? They have a free spa in this hospital."
Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows, "Free?"
"Yes, it can be used by patients, and there is a robot to massage you." Todd glanced at James, his eyes were meaningful that only the two of them could understand, "It's a... very relaxing place."
James chuckled twice and nodded inexplicably, "Especially when you go after eleven o'clock at night, when no one is there."
Zhang Xun vaguely felt that the two of them were driving, but there was no evidence. He glanced helplessly at these two equally strong men, a little curious about who got on and who got off...
Enoch said seriously, "Zhang Xun, as a family member of the patient, you can also use the spa. I can give you a massage."
Zhang Xun laughed dumbly and waved his hands again and again, "No, no..."
James laughed aside, "Speaking of which, the business scope of service robots seems to be very broad? Xun, I think you can try it."
"… shut up."
But at this moment, another person opened the door and approached the ward. Diego, with a dark face, leaned against the door without saying a word, looking at them.
Todd teased, "What's wrong? You're also irradiated?"
"Eden has just announced that the threat index of Paradise Lost has been lowered to the lowest level, and all mechanical soldiers patrolling around Paradise Lost have been withdrawn."
The room was suddenly silent.
Announcing a lower threat index is tantamount to saying that Paradise Lost, the world's first refugee nation, is no longer a threat to the ordinary world. This is the first time in two hundred years that this has happened.
That is, no matter what Adam was doing, he succeeded, at least in stages.
Eden took control of the entire Paradise Lost without a bloodbath.
And Zhang Shuo is still inside...
Zhang Xun's knuckles turning white as he grasped the armrest of the chair, he asked in a low voice, "How does the ordinary world react?"
"The reaction has been overwhelming. There are probably more than five million people protesting online, but there are also many who show support."
"Is there any more news?" James asked solemnly. "For example, why did Eden make such a decision? It has to give reasons, right?"
"There is no reason." Diego paused, hesitated for a moment, and continued, "An hour later, Paradise Lost issued a statement saying that it was willing to send envoys to conduct peace talks with representatives of the ordinary world, and that it was willing to promote the relationship between men and women. Peaceful coexistence visits to various refugee countries.”
"That is to say..." Zhang Xun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still felt his throat dry, "They will send someone to Feathered Serpent City?"
Diego nodded, "I guess that high priest will move soon."
Zhang Xun stood up abruptly and paced anxiously in the ward, "No... Adam wanted to take this opportunity to plant seeds everywhere..."
"Seeds?" Todd asked. "What seeds?"
Zhang Xun paused, looking at him with an almost painful expression, "The seed of 'evolving' human beings."
There was no time to waste any more, Zhang Xun left the ward immediately, planning to go back alone to do his best to develop an improved version of the nano-robot, and at the same time use all the data collected in Feathered Serpent City to train Pan. But he walked for a while in the corridor, and was suddenly stopped by Diego, who was chasing after him. Without a word, Diego dragged him into a nearby single bathroom and locked the door.
Zhang Xun was stunned. If it weren't for Diego, I'm afraid he was already shouting for help.
"What... what's wrong?"
Diego looked at him nervously, "Do you remember that we lost contact with Lucille after we got to Kelowna?"
Zhang Xun nodded, "Remember. But she has arranged the schedule, right?"
"I've been trying to contact her for the past two days. I finally got in touch just now. It only took less than a minute. She seemed to be hiding from someone and was very nervous."
"Is she in trouble?"
"She didn't want to talk too much, as if she was afraid of being monitored, but she said one thing very clearly." Diego lowered his voice, "She told us to be careful about that service robot."
The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw mines~~~: 2 switchcozzz; 1 xiaojin, Anan, Xia Ran and Xia Ran
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution~~~: 23 bottles of Su Ruan Ruan; 10 bottles of Xia Ming; 5 bottles of Mr. Sick, mortise and tenon components; 3 bottles of Kong Ting