Ruyizhai

The door opened and left.Wu Xingchen thought for a while, then walked out.He stood in the study and looked back at Jack.Jack sat on the sofa, the room was bright, and he didn't move.

The door closed quickly, and he could no longer see him.

Wu Xingchen and Ruyizhai returned the same way, but he didn't say a word on the way.He wanted to say something, but couldn't find the strength to do so, and his wristband started reminding him that he needed to see a doctor again.The text is blinking.Words suddenly made him very tired.

Words are reminding, words are narrating, words are telling.

Words can be lies, and words can be the embodiment of truth.

What exactly is text?What are people reading, what are people talking about?A strange question jumped to Wu Xingchen's eyes.

what am i looking at

Wu Xingchen rubbed his eyes hastily, he was already standing beside the special car, and Ruyizhai walked across the road.He wants to call him.

Ruyi Zhai!

What do these three words mean?Is it a code name?Is there anyone named Ru?Is it still Ruyi?What kind of a surname, never heard of it.

When he hesitated, Ruyizhai walked away.Wu Xingchen got into the car, and the black cat needed him to set the itinerary destination.He sat, thought, and thought for a long time, and he set the destination as the Central District Police Department.The black cat reminded him: Is there any matter that needs to be handled by the police department?Can I connect now?One-to-one connection with police officers is more convenient and faster!

Wu Xingchen chose the four words "connect now" that danced in the long string of words.

A smiling female police officer appeared in front of him. She bowed and said hello to him first, and said, "Mr. Wu Xingchen, a citizen of the Union, what can the Central District Police Department do for you?"

"Report an incident about the deprivation of the will of the mechanical body."

"Okay, now I will transfer you to the Human-Mechanical Communication Promotion Committee, and their specialists will serve you."

A second later, a smiling female commissioner appeared in front of Wu Xingchen: "Mr. Wu Xingchen, a citizen of the Alliance, how can the Human-Mechanical Communication Promotion Committee help you?"

Wu Xingchen said: "The writer, the citizen of the Union, Jack Montgomery has carried out a second transformation on a mechanical body and deprived him of his will."

"Okay," the female commissioner lowered her head to record, and asked: "So where is this mechanical body now?"

"This mechanical body has started the self-destruct program, and the brain chip has been burned."

"Okay," the female commissioner lowered her head to record again, and then asked, "That is to say, there is no way to obtain evidence. Is he voluntary?"

Wu Xingchen thought for a while and said, "Yes."

The female commissioner continued to ask with a smile: "Mr. Wu, are you willing to believe that this machine lent its will voluntarily? Are you willing to believe that humans and machines can coexist peacefully?"

Wu Xingchen said, "I'd like to believe it." He added, "But..."

Wu Xingchen's bracelet started to vibrate again.He held down the bracelet without looking.The female commissioner said: "Mr. Wu, you seem to have missed your outpatient appointment three times. If you feel unwell, you should see a doctor as soon as possible."

"So is there anything else I can do for you?" asked the Commissioner.

Wu Xingchen said, "How will you handle this matter?"

The female commissioner said: "The Human-Machine Communication Promotion Committee aims to promote friendly, harmonious and effective communication between humans and machines, and to prevent any behavior that intentionally harms the communication between humans and machines. Your feedback will be effectively dealt with as soon as possible. , whether human or mechanical, is a form of life and should be respected."

The commissioner asked, "So, what else can I do for you?"

Wu Xingchen said, "Not anymore."

He heard his weak voice, he saw the reflection of himself propping his forehead on the car window, he turned off the retreat mode in the car, the window glass gradually became transparent, the special car was still parked in front of No. 25 door, the electronic curtain The white building on the street swayed gently with the wind.White numbers fell from the clouds, like rain.That should be traders in the cloud playing financial games.

The curtain was blown open a crack.It was dark behind the gap.

Wu Xingchen felt that his body was also blown open a crack, and a lot of wind poured in through this crack, he felt very empty, empty, empty, empty, as if he stood in his body and speaking would produce Echo like.

How can a person stand in his own body?Wu Xingchen scratched his hair and entered the destination: Earth Museum.

The car started.The scenery on the side of the road flies, they become thick lines, white, black, green, red.He was motionless surrounded by lines.The black cat juggled beside him.His terminal received a working paper, from Jack, with a title, and it read: Simon Lord Tricentenary, Citizen of the Union, Writer Jack Montgomery Speech.

Wu Xingchen stared at the title, but didn't click on it immediately.A kind of bitterness spread from the tip of his tongue, his mouth was bitter, and his lips were also bitter. Driven by this bitterness, he couldn't help clenching his fist, which seemed to hold a fire in his fist, and he slapped hard. Get out of the car door.He startled himself.

The black cat jumped into his arms, Wu Xingchen relaxed a bit, and opened the speech.

Chapter 35 Simon Lord Tercentenary, Citizens of the Union, Lecture by author Jack Montgomery:

Thanks to the Earth Museum for the sincere invitation, to the Alliance Culture Department for its generous sponsorship, and to the Alliance Culture Publishing House for its support. Today, Jack Montgomery, a citizen and writer of the Alliance, was able to stand at the opening ceremony of the commemorative exhibition commemorating the [-]th anniversary of Simon Lord’s birth. How fortunate to say a few words on the podium.

It has been 250 years since Simon Lord left the world he loved and hoped would one day be peaceful and reborn.

Today, there is no longer a wisp of gunpowder smoke on the wasteland of Siberia, no more dust wrapped in nuclear radiation in the sky over Europa, no more swollen starving corpses in the Pacific Ocean, no trenches in the Asian continent, and the Amazon rainforest. The prisoner-of-war camp here has long been full of flowers and has become the most yearned-for holiday destination for children - where children can not only learn historical knowledge, but also observe and learn the most complete ecosystem on the planet, where the Amazon The river water can no longer dye people's hands bloody, and the macaw's feathers are no longer decorations representing victory on the heads of war machines. They are the material for the dream catcher designed and produced by Feng Xixi, an artist cooperating with the Ministry of Culture. Bring a Go back and keep the hard-won peace in your heart.

Today, the dove of peace flies across Africa, and people don’t need to dig holes in the ground like groundhogs and live together like ants to avoid the endless detection of machines; Thinking like a human, dying like a human, avoiding the fate of being drafted into the army.

Today, people clearly understand that humans and machines are not opposed, and that the desire for peace is common.War is not desirable.War brings killing, it brings destruction, it brings despair, war brings society to a standstill, all work cannot be carried out step by step, all human interaction is terminated, all kinship is difficult to maintain, think about it, painters no longer have enough Writers no longer have a stable environment to write beautiful and joyful words, sculptors cannot hide from machine guns, politicians cannot make speeches, ruling parties cannot propose proposals, and construction workers no longer have a role to play, no matter what they do How fast and perfect a building can be completed, war can always destroy it in a second, war destroys the fruits of everyone's labor, destroys everyone's hard work; and those plumbers, those transport drivers, those logistics distribution Members, think about the scene when the flames of war are raging in the world. Haven’t you seen enough and experienced enough in the books and museum collections during the war years?There are water pipes that need to be repaired everywhere on the road, and countless materials need to be transported to all parts of the world with limited manpower. Just because of the war, these people have to endure such inhumane torture!

Think about it, those children, in constant fear, with no school to go to, no books to read, nothing to learn, whose natural talents were not effectively used by the relentless fire of war, and who Had to be wasted, thrown away.Whether it is a painter, writer, sculptor, politician, trader, plumber, electrician, or wool trimmer, everyone has to put down their paintbrushes, pens, files, and scissors, and pick up machine guns without exception. This is a waste of social resources. Biggest waste!

Fortunately, such days have finally passed. Today, the mechanical body also understands and understands that they are another form of life. They live with a logic that is completely different from humans. If they use their logic to calculate, deduce, and predict The future of mankind will inevitably cause irresolvable conflicts between the two.

Today, I am here to remember the lost life, cherish the belated understanding, and cherish a kind of ability called "seeking common ground while reserving differences" deeply buried in the human genetic code.This instinct was once forgotten for more than 2000 years in the long history of human evolution, but now, as new humans, you have reapplied it.Thanks to the genetic improvement technology, thanks to the human evolutionists who are always advancing on the road of pursuing truth, goodness and beauty, and thanks to all the political parties in the alliance for their unremitting efforts.The population of new humans is growing steadily. Human civilization continues to expand its influence in space. People have established signal transmission bases in six galaxies. Compared with 1000 years ago, the speed of shuttle spacecraft is much closer to the speed of light. Human civilization is developing in the universe. In the past 50 years, human beings have coordinated and cooperated with mechanical bodies to rebuild the earth into a vibrant and thriving ecological new habitat that best meets the needs of contemporary human beings.

There is no doubt that this era is the truly beautiful new era that Simon Lord dreamed of in 270 years. There is no doubt that this era belongs to your immortal era. In the "ideal age" described by the old humans, people work to the fullest and make full use of their talents. This is the so-called "make the best use of everything" in the old saying. Trust everyone, and with the wish for mutual understanding, people basically understand each other and completely achieve mutual non-interference. "Etiquette" has become the standard of all communication, and "respect" is a stable relationship of kinship and partnership. Escort.

Here, let’s take a famous quote from Simon as his forward-looking, his acumen and his undying moral spirit, and his deep concern for everything. I also pay tribute to you, an indispensable and important part of the alliance, Salute to the great people.

"This gloomy cloud will eventually dissipate, and the dawn of a new era will finally shine on everyone."

thank.