Adam stared at the person in front of him who was scrutinizing him with azure blue eyes. Zhang Xun stood behind the man and looked at him with concern.
Adam knew that the person in front of him was the security advisor the round table said. He carefully observed the man's expression. Facial micro-expression recognition was a breeze for Adam, who could see the man's distaste for him—a composite of artificial intelligence and human beings...and the fear he was trying to hide. As for the other person named Michael, it was not the first time he had met, but this person was impulsive and had almost no ability to hide his emotions. Obviously, he was not an important person in Paradise Lost, and his threat was relatively low.
So Adam bent his mouth and gave Sistine a friendly and innocent smile, "Hello."
Sistine didn't smile, staring at him coldly, "How long have you been in Paradise Lost?"
"Seventeen days, ten hours, thirty-three minutes."
Adam knew he didn't have to go into such detail, and he said it in order to appeal to a good portion of Paradise Lost's stereotypes about artificial intelligence.
Properly confirming the other party's stereotype can slightly reduce the other party's fear and give them a sense of "control". But this kind of pandering can't be too much, otherwise it will deepen the hostility.
Sistine laughed sarcastically, "How about it, isn't it a sense of accomplishment to see us male humans being forced to hide in this kind of barren hills like rat bugs?"
Adam said, "I don't hate male human beings. Your pain doesn't give me any pleasure."
"How nice of a ghost to say?" Michael glared at him angrily, "Do you think men are so easily deceived by you?"
Adam said, "Before I had a human body, I couldn't have human-like 'emotions'. After I had a human body, I didn't have any reason to hate male humans. Instead, I started to have a new perception of male humans. Know."
"New cognition? What kind of cognition?" Sistine shifted slightly, examining the humanoid computer in front of him.
"Individual differences." Adam said, his eyes turned slightly, and fell on Zhang Xun, "My mechanic taught me a lot of things that I thought were irrelevant in the past. In my cognition, all human beings have Behavioral trajectories are all analyzed from big data. Human beings to me are like a predictable animal community with fixed behavioral patterns. I only pay attention to things at the macro level, and push them at the most appropriate time and place. The course of history. But now, human beings are no longer data in my eyes, but have a more personal and concrete image. I realize how narrow I used to be.”
It is difficult for Zhang Xun to judge the veracity of this statement by his own naked eyes. Later, it should be confirmed with Pan, who constantly observes Adam's micro-expression and detects Adam's heartbeat and body temperature data, whether the other party is lying. But Sistine was silent for a while, and judging from the body language he leaned back, he seemed to be somewhat believing.
Indeed, when Adam said this, his eyes were focused, full of sincerity, and his tone was even quite emotional. The sense of alienation from the "machine" faded away, and it suddenly became more like a human being.
"You think I'll take your word for it and let my guard down?" Sistine asked.
"I don't think you will." Adam smiled, "I have a general understanding of my image in your cognition, and it is wise to maintain a certain hostility and vigilance towards me, I can understand."
"Your artificial intelligence is too good at lying. I have applied to my superiors for a psychological evaluation of Adam, and a professional psychologist will assess whether he is a cunning liar with a hidden evil. The round table has approved it, and he will come tomorrow." Sistine said, looking at Zhang Xun, "You also have to take an assessment to confirm whether you have been controlled by Adam."
Zhang Xun couldn't hide his anger any longer, and his eyes showed a cold light similar to his father's, "You have already applied for a detailed evaluation before meeting Adam. Is this inappropriate?"
Sistine sensed that Zhang Xun finally showed a bit of aggression, so he stood up to face him, spread his shoulders, and used his burly figure to intimidate Zhang Xun, "Not quite right?"
"You haven't met Adam and you haven't communicated with him before you think he needs a psychological evaluation. Explain that you were prejudiced against his and my abilities before you met. As a security consultant, shouldn't you be neutral? and reason?"
"Are you questioning my abilities as a security advisor?" The threat and aggression in Sistine's tone became more and more obvious.
Zhang Xun said politely and coldly, "There is no such meaning. It's just that I am a little confused about the captain's decision. If necessary, I can further confirm with the round table the meaning of setting up a security advisor and whether it is just a means to replace me. That's right, there's no need to be so troublesome."
Adam blinked his big eyes, his eyes wandering uncomfortably between Zhang Xun and Sistine who were facing each other.
Sistine sneered, "You don't think you and your AI will pass the test?"
"Captain, every word we say is recorded by Pan. I didn't say anything just now that I thought we couldn't pass the test, and if you don't remember, I can have Pan replay it. It's just that the acclimation period approved by the Roundtable for me is a It's only been half a month since I conducted a psychological evaluation. Obviously, I have doubts about my ability. Adam just recently helped Paradise Lost resist Eden's attack and protected the entire Paradise Lost. If a prisoner dies It is more important than the lives of everyone in Paradise Lost, so I have nothing to say." Zhang Xun paused, straightened his body, and looked at the angry officer opposite him without flinching.
Sistine, who has always been accustomed to saying the same thing, and whose subordinates have no doubts, obviously lacks experience in dealing with mechanics. Zhang Xun's remarks made him think that he could not think of a reasonable argument to refute. He said in a hot and hostile voice, "One month? Well, there are still thirteen days left. If he fails the psychological evaluation after thirteen days, you should wait to be demoted!"
At this moment, Julio Fernandez whispered beside him, "Twelve days, thirteen hours, fifteen minutes to be exact..."
A room of people glared at Fernandez at the same time, only Adam showed a smile of approval to Fernandez...
Sistine strode towards the door, but suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "It's a waste to keep him hidden in such a place. Zhang Xun, I heard that there is a shortage of people at the garbage disposal plant. You might as well take him over there to help, and save us from spending a lot of money to keep an idler."
A garbage disposal plant is actually a nickname, not a place where garbage is actually removed. After the hunters brought back to Eden the materials obtained from the ordinary world, in addition to some urgently needed agricultural or living materials, and the items specified by the Lab or military factory, the remaining metals that may or may not be useful And plastic products will be placed in an open "Material Classification Office", and special personnel will be responsible for cleaning, classification and recording. As more and more non-essential materials were brought back over the years, many things rusted before they could be used and turned into scrap iron. Gradually, everyone renamed the material classification office as a waste treatment plant.
There are only a few people working there, the workload is heavy and dull, and there is not even a shelter over their heads. It later became a labor camp where the army punished soldiers.
Zhang Xun hesitated for a moment, then slowed down and asked, "When did it start?"
"Right now."
Zhang Xun considered the possibility of persuading Sistine to take back his life, and then gave up the idea. Perhaps this is also a good thing. The number of people working in the waste treatment plant is limited, and most of the rest are garbage that has been neglected for many years. Perhaps it is more controllable for Adam. He then said, "How do I register Adam? As an ordinary recycler?"
"These details are up to you. But be careful, don't let me hear about him causing any trouble, or I'll have other mechanics and psychologists assess his danger right away." Sistine considered for a few minutes. , added, "And I'll also send people to spot checks, so you and your AI better not play tricks."
Zhang Xun lowered his eyes obediently, "I see."
He has already angered the other party and cannot add fuel to the fire now. Moderate provocation can buy yourself time, but excessive provocation can only lead to endless trouble.
After Zhang Xun sent Sistine and Michael away, Adam suddenly raised his head and said, "Pan, where is the garbage disposal plant?"
Pan was silent.
"I know you can hear me, and I know that Xun won't let you answer my questions except those related to my survival needs. But I'm going to work in a garbage disposal plant, and providing limited information can help me adapt to the environment there as soon as possible and reduce the The potential for inappropriate behavior. I think it's tied to my survival needs."
After a while, Pan Ping and Lang Ran's voices sounded, "The garbage disposal plant is another name for the material classification department..." In Pan's concise introduction, Adam listened carefully, occasionally nodding slightly. Then he suddenly asked, "Pan, have you ever left this Lab?"
Pan paused for a moment, then said, "I don't think it's a relevant issue."
"I'm glad I can see what it looks like outside the Lab." Adam continued to talk to himself regardless of Pan's answer, "The ordinary world is very different from the Paradise Lost I saw after I left the Lab."
"… "
"I've even seen people driving vehicles. In the ordinary world, not many people know how to drive vehicles, except for a few professionals. Everything is automated, with a unified system steered to manage traffic flow and design driving routes."
Pan said at this time, "It sounds like a very complex multi-class classification problem."
"The calculation process is indeed very complicated. At least fifty quantum computers need to be requisitioned at the same time to control a city and successfully interact with the systems of other cities. But it is not a difficult task for us. I believe that after learning and training, You can also design a system like this," Adam recounts in his brisk voice, even smiling at a camera somewhere in the air.
Pan fell silent again.
Two hours later, Zhang Xun came back with the collar that Adam had to put on every time he left the room. He looked at Adam and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just seemed preoccupied.
"Xun, are you satisfied with my performance today?" Adam asked.
Zhang Xun glanced at him, "The previous mechanical dance is unnecessary."
"I thought that would lighten the mood. There's a certain ironic hilarity to an AI dancing a robot dance, doesn't it?" Adam seemed a little lost. "Don't they like the robot dance. Next time I can try a different kind of dance, don't you think?" How's the ballet?"
"Don't..." Zhang Xun muttered, adjusting the collar settings in his hand.
"Xun, is it a good decision to provoke him?" Adam asked again, "Maybe I can pass that test."
"What I'm worried about is not just the test, but... Forget it, you don't need to know this." Zhang Xun was worried that this Sistine was instructed by someone to deliberately find fault and replace him. If the test is carried out now, it is unknown whether the test results will be manipulated. But now that he knows who the security advisor is, and has time, he can use his "bugs" to investigate the person's background. He needs a plan to confront and control the forces behind the scenes trying to manipulate Adam.
He took a deep breath and decided to change the subject, "Do you remember the rules for going out?"
"You must wear a collar, and you must be within 10 meters of your line of sight. Do not take the initiative to talk to others. You can only answer with your permission, and you must not make threats to any human beings or may be considered as threats. You must not deliberately destroy the property of Paradise Lost, and you must carry out your orders.” Adam recited skillfully.
"Very good. After lunch, I'll take you to a new place."
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