Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

"Hello, Mr. Song. I am receptionist H738, welcome to New Era."

Song Yanqing slowly opened his eyes, and a strange man stood in front of him and said with a smile: "How does it feel to travel in time and space, you are the last human to wake up. Your kind are waiting for you, please come with me .”

After the man finished speaking, Song Yanqing felt that the confinement on her body disappeared instantly.

He moved his arm and stepped out of the capsule machine.

He looked around, and there were many of the same instruments around.It's been too long, and Song Yanqing can't remember things in the original world.He could only vaguely recall that his own world was about to be destroyed, and a group of them accepted the ice, as the last kindling of mankind, and fell into a deep sleep waiting for the next awakening.

"It seems that our civilization has been destroyed." Song Yanqing looked around and said to the man in front of him, "Who are you?"

"I am the reception artificial intelligence H738, responsible for receiving and taking care of ancient humans." The man said in an elegant voice: "You should have seen my companions. In order to wake you up, the Lord God chose to implant subsystems into your brains to stimulate your nerves."

Song Yanqing asked hesitantly: "In order to wake us up? We can't wake up normally."

"Yes." The smile on the man's face remained unchanged, and he continued: "When your civilization was destroyed, the time capsule that reproduced the ancient humans also malfunctioned."

Song Yanqing nodded, and the man continued: "Because each person's situation is different, the matched subsystems are also different. Please also report the serial number of your own system, Mr. Song, and I will further submit the serial number to the Lord God to ensure that Mr. Song Didn't have any bad experiences during the trip."

Song Yanqing's footsteps paused. In the previous small world, her own system had already confessed to him.

He is a virus that took advantage of the main god's loophole, and he doesn't know what he will face after he goes out.

Song Yanqing was thinking about how to cover up for her lover.

Seeing that Song Yanqing didn't answer for a long time, the man smiled kindly and said, "It turns out that the subsystem that receives Mr. Song is the escaped virus."

Song Yanqing's body froze. He examined the man's expression. The artificial intelligence had a formulaic smile on his face, making it difficult to see his true thoughts.

"How is he?" Song Yanqing said nervously.

"Mr. Song wants to see him?" the man asked.

Song Yanqing nodded, and the man said nothing more, but turned and walked to another corridor.

"Including the main god, all the systems of the plane shuttle company are artificial intelligence, to be precise, they and I are also colleagues." The man explained as he walked: "According to the artificial intelligence code, artificial intelligence must not have human emotions. And those that accidentally awaken emotions, we call them viruses."

The level of technology in this world is higher than Song Yanqing imagined, the man led him to an open space and stood there.Then he tapped his finger in front of him, and a door appeared in front of the two of them.

The man opened the door and made a gesture of invitation. Song Yanqing walked in. Behind the door was another world.

It was pitch black without any light, the man closed the door, Song Yanqing looked back, and the door he came in had disappeared.

The man nodded to Song Yanqing, and said to the depths of the darkness: "The host of the mutation system C203 wants to see him."

Before the man finished speaking, Song Yanqing felt that the space in front of him seemed to twitch, and then a golden light shone from the depths to envelop the two of them.

After the golden light dissipated, Song Yanqing appeared in the office building.Each capsule is suspended in mid-air, and each capsule contains an artificial intelligence.

"Out of humanitarian spirit, we will not destroy the artificial intelligence that generates emotions. They will receive clear memories here to ensure that no emotions will arise again." The man walked towards one of the capsules, turned back and said to Song Yanqing: "This is a cooperation with you With artificial intelligence in his ears, Mr. Song has a veto power over his emotional cleansing plan. In order to prevent artificial intelligence from harming society, if Mr. Song chooses to retain his humanity, he must also bear the responsibility of guardianship and education.”

As the man spoke, he took out a contract from under the capsule and said, "If Mr. Song signs it, then you are the person in charge of System 203. When he violates the law and endangers the public in the future, Mr. Song will bear full responsibility and the maximum penalty is death."

Song Yanqing didn't answer, he stared blankly at the person in the capsule.Even though it wasn't human at all, Song Yanqing still recognized him as her lover.

There is only one mechanical head in the capsule, and the exposed parts have stopped functioning.

The artificial intelligence closed its eyes tightly, and its face was full of signs of damage.

"He had a tendency to attack before." The man who received Song Yanqing explained: "Mr. Song doesn't need to feel guilty. For us, clearing the memory is like clearing the save file of the game. It won't do us any harm, and neither will we. So sad."

"But he has human emotions." Song Yanqing touched the artificial intelligence inside through the glass.I don't know if it's his illusion, he can feel that this artificial intelligence is sad now.

"Mr. Song?" the man asked.

"Keep his emotions, and I am willing to bear all the responsibilities for the follow-up." Song Yanqing said softly.

"The contract has come into effect." The man put away the electronic scroll and smiled at Song Yanqing: "You are not the first human being to make such a choice. I really hope that the day I mutate, I can meet someone who cares about me so much."

As he spoke, the collar around his neck clicked slightly.

The man pressed the collar to check it, and said doubtfully: "Recently, there seems to be a problem with my detection system."

Song Yanqing looked at his vivid expression, and thought to herself, no, you have already started to mutate, poor little one.

The man placed Song Yanqing in a government-allocated residence with complete facilities, and there were other people who were unblocked with Song Yanqing living in the surrounding houses.

Five days later, a team of security robots found Song Yanqing with a box.

They put it on the ground, and before they left, they gave Song Yanqing a remote control, saying that they could choose to revoke the AI's right to move freely at any time.

Holding the remote control, Song Yanqing felt that the status of artificial intelligence in this world was really worrying.

The box was not very big, and it said 'No open flames, handle with care' on the box. '

Song Yanqing opened the box, as if seeing the scene of the dismemberment case.

The arms and legs are neatly stacked in the box, the torso and head are placed on one side, and other essential parts are placed in another grid.

There is also an installation manual and user manual on it.

Song Yanqing casually looked at the instruction manual, when he saw the eighteen/prohibited content on the last page.For a moment, he thought he bought a doll.

The installation instructions are very thick. It is said that in order to enhance the sense of user participation, it is necessary to assemble the artificial intelligence step by step.

Song Yanqing held up the head and fell into deep thought. This face looked very familiar.Mo Nanchen and the others can be found on it, but it is not the same if you look closely.

"Can you hear me?" Song Yanqing asked, poking the head.

"If I were you, I would put this pile of parts together first." The human head opened his eyes and said helplessly: "Talking with one head in your hands, why didn't I know you had such a strange habit before."

"That's not because you broke me." Song Yanqing held him up to the box and said, "Look, there are quite a few parts missing. If there is no problem, I'll start."

The head was silent for a long time, then clicked his tongue and said: "Although I always know that I am not human, but... this feeling is really strange."

"By the way, what should I call you?" Song Yanqing looked at the head and thought, "I can't call you 203."

"Xu Sijiang." The human head hooked his mouth and smiled, "I was called this before I was made into an artificial intelligence."

Song Yanqing's hand shook, he looked at Xu Sijiang in shock and murmured, "What did you just say?"

Xu Sijiang smiled and said: "Does it really scare you? Just kidding, don't be nervous. Can we start now? I can control my arms, so the installation will be faster."

Song Yanqing pursed her lips and didn't ask any more questions about this aspect.

After spending the whole afternoon, Song Yanqing finally spelled out her old attack.

He sat on the ground, looked up at Xu Sijiang and said, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Xu Sijiang moved his limbs and said: "Everything is fine, but the model here is not right."

He looked down and said helplessly: "If I remember correctly, I was originally bigger than this. Since this thing was made for me, can't you respect the prototype?"

The more Song Yanqing heard it, the more he felt something was wrong, he said hesitantly, "How did you become an artificial intelligence?"

Xu Sijiang looked at it for a while, and reluctantly accepted the size.He stopped worrying about this issue, sat down beside Song Yanqing, and hugged him.

He kissed the corner of his lips and said with a smile: "It's made in the factory, I'm an improved version. I started to imitate human beings when I was still a string of data."

Xu Sijiang said casually, he pushed Song Yanqing to the ground, rubbed his lips lightly and said: "Instead of worrying about me, it's better to worry about yourself. I won't feel tired in this body now, are you ready?" Yan Qing."

Song Yanqing's expression froze, he hesitated and said, "Is that what I think?"

"That's right, as long as the electricity is off, I can keep working." Xu Sijiang blinked, and said hoarsely close to Song Yanqing's ear, "Do you want me to serve you, my master?"

Song Yanqing was bewildered by the master's words, and nodded with a blushing face.

He regretted it that night. He only thought that Xu Sijiang needed to charge himself, but he didn't expect the central power supply.As long as the power of the main system is sufficient, Xu Sijiang can continue to work.

In the end, Song Yanqing lost the ability to think.He let Xu Sijiang pick him up and play the game of diving into the abyss.

At noon the next day, Song Yanqing woke up in a daze, and Xu Sijiang immediately walked in with a cup.

"Drink while it's hot." He helped Song Yanqing up and said, "There is a recovery instrument at home, you can sit in it later and your waist won't hurt so much."

Song Yanqing didn't listen to a single word he said.He stared blankly at the cup, and suddenly said vaguely: "I drank enough yesterday, I don't want to drink any more milk."

The smile on Xu Sijiang's face froze, he held Song Yanqing's face and said with a smile: "My little Yanqing, have you really woken up? This is a nutrient solution, and I am not a human being, so I don't have milk or tadpoles. kind of interesting stuff."

Song Yanqing's brain hadn't started to work yet, so he groaned and took small sips of the nutrient solution.

In the end, he suddenly stopped, put down his glass and said suspiciously: "Then what was last night?"

"Water." Xu Sijiang said: "As long as it is a liquid, I can transform it. If you want, I can also replace it with a nutrient solution, but it is a little sticky and difficult to clean."

For some reason, Song Yanqing felt that the sweet nutrient solution in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance.

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