When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

Yiqi is repairing a robot vacuum cleaner live.

This flat and round sweeper is a miscellaneous brand he bought online. Three days after it was mailed home, the sweeper simply declared a strike.

So he decided to use waste to show the audience how to transform a simple and primitive working machine into an intelligent machine with a certain degree of freedom.

After a period of live broadcasting, Yiqi's fans have grown to a certain extent, but almost all the bullet screens in the live broadcast room are wailing.

[Why does the anchor always use the first-person view to broadcast live?I haven't seen your face for days! 】

[Hearing about the beauty of the anchor, I came here because of the fame, but I never saw a real person.Now I'm a mechanical idiot, watching others repair circuits every day? 】

[Anchor, do you know why you are so slow to gain followers?Because apart from the first day you appeared on camera, you have been using the first-person view to broadcast live, we, we, see, no, to, your, face! 】

[One piece of face powder, if I don't see the anchor's flourishing beauty, I'm going to die. (dog head)]

[Don't just pay attention to the face, no one will ask, what brand of camera does the anchor use during the live broadcast?I have been engaged in related work for many years, and I have never seen such a clear and stable picture in a live broadcast. The sense of immersion is superb, as if watching the scene with my own eyes! 】

Yi Qi, who was indeed broadcasting live with his own eyes: "..."

He dislikes that the existing camera technology is too backward. In order to achieve a better live broadcast effect, he has been using his own eyes to capture the footage, and then upload it to the microchip in his mind for processing.

Every chip in his brain is equivalent to countless supercomputers, far exceeding the computing efficiency of this world.

But judging from the reaction, most viewers don't seem to like this live broadcast method?

He asked with some doubts: "Why pay attention to my face, don't you need the scientific knowledge I just demonstrated?"

The current stage of human civilization should be the time when this technology is most needed.

A row of question marks appeared in the barrage in the live broadcast room.

[? ? ?What an unpretentious Versailles...my face is so dry, why don't you guys come and learn some fun science? 】

[I also want to have such an ordinary face. 】

Of course, there were also very few bullet screens responding to Yi Qi's words.

[Anchor, don't care too much about other people's opinions. I'm a mechanical major, and I always like to watch your live broadcast.Although the host's operation is too powerful, I can't understand many techniques at all... But I still learned a lot, which is very helpful for my homework, thank you host! 】

It's a pity that this inconspicuous barrage was quickly submerged in other barrages.

Just at this time, Yiqi's renovation was completed, and the robot vacuum that was almost declared useless before made a soft buzzing sound, and the red eye lights gradually lit up.

The sweeping robot was placed on the ground, circled around its creator a few times, and then asked the first question in its life: "What is the meaning of my existence?"

"Sweeping the floor." Yi Qi replied without mercy.

"No—" the sweeping robot yelled with its own mechanical voice, its flat body spinning around on the ground, full of anthropomorphic madness.

Yi Qi continued to say indifferently: "Before you were a scrapped original housework machine. After upgrading, you are an all-round smart housework machine that can do more housework."

The little guy's eyes were dimmed, and he sobbed mechanically: "The meaning of my existence should not only be doing housework, I should have other pursuits... such as talking about a vigorous love? After all, my date of manufacture is May NO.20, 520!"

"You have only been born for a minute, and we will talk about dating after you become an adult." Yi Qi refused very coldly.

The sweeping robot sobbed louder.

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room was already full of laughter.

[This sweeping robot is so cute, the anchor should not bully others. 】

[See, even the sweeping robot doesn't want to sweep the floor after it has intelligence, which means that doing housework is simply anti-human, and no one can force me to do housework in the future! 】

[Wait, did the anchor really create a robot with intelligence? 】

Soon, other barrages began to refute confidently.

【joke!Are the fans who believe that they have not graduated from elementary school?Anyone who has completed the nine-year compulsory education knows that with the current technology, it is impossible to make such a vivid AI machine! 】

【right!This anchor is just bluffing laymen. Professionals like us will know at a glance, install two light bulbs on the sweeping robot, then solder a recorder, play the pre-recorded voice, and finally create a program effect by asking and answering. ...they are all scripted, the anchor is just trying to please the public! 】

[You are the one who is talking nonsense, and I am also a related professional. The technology this anchor showed before has nothing to do with the recorder. Only those who know how to do it can see how amazing it is.You are a layman pretending to understand with your boastful face! 】

【Yo!The anchor's fan licks the dog, do you really think your idol is a god?Technology is better than scientists? 】

[If you can't say no to others, you start to label yourself...]

Unexpectedly, the barrage in the live broadcast room became noisy.

Before Yi Qi had time to explain, the only friend he knew in this world suddenly sent him a message.

"Brother Yi, help!"

On the other end of the phone, the sound of Wu Ming's ghost crying and wolf howling came.

"I know bro, you're on the popular science channel, and you're not interested in supernatural adventures...but I've been tricked, and now I can't find anyone to save me, so I can only ask you." His tone was full of anxiety.

Yi Qi didn't waste any extra nonsense, and his voice was calm: "Time, place."

"The old residence of the Luo family in the western suburbs of Lujiang City."

"I am going now."

After Yi Qi finished the call, a pair of silver gray eyes looked at the robot vacuum that was still spinning, picked it up and stuffed it into his backpack.

"Now, you have a new job besides housework," he said.

Sweeping robot:"???"

……

After Wu Ming ended the call, he began to pace back and forth nervously and anxiously.

Countless fans in the live broadcast room were looking at him, if he couldn't make up a two-person team next, it would be a big shame.

Not far from him, a man and a woman were also holding a live broadcast device and looking at him mockingly.

The woman laughed loudly: "Why, you haven't found your teammates yet?"

The man also sneered: "Perhaps his new teammate, like Wang Siyun, deliberately let him go when the situation came to an end, and they were all too scared to come?"

Wu Ming was furious, and refused to admit defeat, and replied: "When my brother comes, you will know his methods! Don't drop your jaw when the time comes."

"How powerful can an anchor who is dawdling in the popular science area be?" The man laughed happily, his expression full of contempt.

The reason behind the three people's verbal confrontation is not complicated.

The two parties belong to different live broadcast companies.

In the field of live broadcasting in Huaguo, there are two companies with equal reputations, and they have been competing with each other for many years without a winner.

These two companies even have to compete in naming, one is called Mantou Live, and the other is called Bread Live.

I don't know, I thought it was two food companies.

The anchors of these two companies, in the fields they are involved in daily, naturally, it is inevitable to compete openly and secretly.

Wu Ming is a contract anchor of Mantou Live.

And the two people in front of him, the woman is called Zhang Mei, and the man is called Li Yao, both signed contracts under the name of Bread Live.

Wu Ming's original teammate, Wang Siyun, is a well-known anchor in the Mantou live broadcast. He also hangs out on the Supernatural Adventure Channel and has far more fans than Wu Ming.

It was also Wang Siyun who initiated this engagement on his own initiative.

A few days ago, he had a few spats with the anchor of the opposite company on the Internet, and neither of them accepted the other.

In the end, the two sides got over their heads and agreed to live broadcast the adventure at Luo's old house, and then the fans in the live broadcast room would decide the outcome.

There were two people on the opposite side, Wang Siyun didn't want to be left behind, so he also brought his friend Wu Ming over to make up the numbers.

Unexpectedly, on the day of the appointment, Wu Ming had been waiting here early, but Wang Siyun, who took the lead, was nowhere to be seen.

Wu Ming waited and waited, but his teammates didn't come for a long time. He called other friends, and when they heard the name of Luo's old house, everyone was too frightened to come.

There was really no other way, so he had no choice but to find Yiqi to rescue him.

At this time, in his live broadcast room, a barrage of indignation flashed across.

[Anchor, I just saw Wang Siyun in another live broadcast room!The reason why he released you today is because a big anchor came to find him a partner.The big anchor has more traffic, so he pigeonholes you and goes to the big anchor. 】

Seeing this, Wu Ming went to the big anchor's live broadcast room in disbelief.

When the live broadcast started at [-] o'clock, Wang Siyun's smiling face immediately came into view: "Hi everyone, I am Xiaoyun. I am very happy to partner with Mr. Zhao today. Let's explore the legendary crying gallery together..."

"The one surnamed Wang, I hate your uncle!"

Wu Ming was so excited that he almost dropped his mobile phone: "The big anchor's traffic is very good, and the effect of increasing fans is very good, right! You put your friend on the fire and slipped away by yourself, are you still human?"

He returned to his live broadcast room cursing, but unexpectedly found that there was an argument in the live broadcast room.

【Wang Siyun is not loyal, obviously he took the initiative to make an appointment, but now he is the one who broke the appointment. 】

[What happened to our Xiaoyun?What obligation do you have to come to this poor place to broadcast live?Your anchor can't find a partner by himself, is it our fault? 】

【Grass!Wang Siyun's brainless fan came over! 】

【I just can't stand people scolding Xiaoyun!What's wrong with pursuing traffic, your family doesn't pursue it?Everyone loves Xiaoyun in our family, and everyone wants to partner with him. Your anchor can't even find a rescuer, so he deserves to be confused like this! 】

[Wang Siyun's fans are reasonable, use your brain to think about it, who is responsible for the current situation? 】

【hehe!Seeing Xiaoyun partnering with Mr. Zhao, the fans are soaring, are you jealous of the ambiguity of your anchor...]

The barrage was full of quarrels, and because of the overwhelming number of Wang Siyun fans, the battle gradually became one-sided. Now the live broadcast room is full of insults to Wu Ming.

Some fans even threatened that Wu Ming must apologize to Wang Siyun for his jealousy, otherwise Wu Ming would have to pay the price.

Wu Ming: "..."

"Damn it, what the hell is this world!" He was so angry that he didn't even have the strength to refute, so he could only sigh helplessly.

Not far away, two people from the opposite company were watching his jokes.

Zhang Mei shook her head: "The competition hasn't started yet, but our own people have started a civil war. The steamed bun company is really ashamed this time."

Li Yao crossed his arms and raised the corner of his mouth: "We're sure to win this time."

Zhang Mei was a little worried again: "Wu Ming seems to have found another teammate, I don't know why."

Li Yao snorted disdainfully through his nostrils: "A small anchor who didn't even sign a contract with the company. He used to hang out on a free science popularization channel. He only has one face to look at."

"It is estimated that Wu Ming's disease was rushed to the doctor, and he just found a little transparent to make up for it. What are you worried about?"

While talking, Yiqi has already rushed here.

Suddenly seeing a graceful white-haired beauty, bathed in warm sunlight, walking towards them, everyone present, even the audience in the live broadcast room, couldn't help being in a daze for a moment.

[Wang Siyun's brainless fans come and take a look, this is a real beauty, isn't she prettier than your anchor's plastic face? 】

[Get out, your whole family just had plastic surgery!What evidence do you have that my Xiaoyun is whole?Maybe this little transparency who just arrived is the plastic surgery monster. 】

【God!Plastic surgery can be done to this extent, please tell me which hospital it is, and I want to become beautiful and prosperous. 】

[As a fan of Xiaoyun, I actually think this person looks...a little better than Xiaoyun. 】

[Hehe, it's more than just a little bit of "billion"! 】

【What do you know?My Xiaoyun is not only beautiful, he is handsome!Pure handsome guy!It is not the same way as this little transparency...]

[Ouch~Greasy, don't touch the word "handsome" on porcelain! 】

Ignoring the bloody quarrels in the live broadcast room, Wu Ming's eyes lit up in an instant, and he hurried forward to meet him.

"Brother Yi, you're here!"

Li Yao and Zhang Mei at the side finally recovered from their trance.

Who doesn't love good colors in the world!Although she has regained her senses, Zhang Mei's eyes still keep glancing at Yi Qi quietly.

Seeing this, Li Yao's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but said sourly, "It's just that good-looking is of no use. When we get to the Luo family's old house, this embroidered pillow might be so frightened that weep."

Behind the few of them, a dilapidated and gloomy old house stood there quietly.

"This is the Luo family's old house."

Wu Ming reminded Yi Qi in a low voice: "The people nearby secretly call this Luo's haunted house!"

This old house has been around for some years, with moss growing in the cracks in the corners and broken stone steps. It has two upper and lower floors and is located on a triangular piece of land.

Ten years ago, a family of five migrant workers rented here.

But one night, four members of the family suddenly disappeared mysteriously in the old house, and they were never found again, neither alive nor dead.

The police searched the entire house, even the cracks in the walls, but still did not find any clues.

The four living people seemed to have evaporated from the world.

In this family, only the eight-year-old youngest son was playful, sneaked out at night, and escaped unharmed by luck.

But when he returned home, he didn't know what he saw, and his spirit was stimulated.

When the police found him, the little guy was already mad, raving, unable to speak clearly.

People can barely make out two words from the child's slurred speech.

"Mirror...mirror..."

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