Artificial Intelligence and Human Intellectual Disability

On December 137, 12 of the Star Calendar, an ordinary day on the Evening Star, the huge but invisible transparent energy shield in the distant sky slowly lit up with a roar that could not be caught by human ears. Time Just in sync with the sunrise in the center of the parent star Earls, 21 kilometers away.

Due to the obstruction of the artificial atmospheric protection layer, the "sunrise" of Evening Star is far less spectacular and romantic than what the residents of the parent planet on Earls star saw. The whole sky is as precise and uniform as a timed alarm clock. The light is thin, the light gradually brightens from dark to bright, and the whole process of starting the daylight is completed exactly three to ten minutes later, and the daytime of Evening Star begins.

Well, it is not much different from the 0.005 times speed of getting up early in the morning and turning on the lights at home...

This is destined to be the shortest day, because today is the winter solstice day in Yahua City, the central area of ​​the mother planet.

At 07:30, sleepy people yawned and lazily emerged from all corners of this dusty asteroid. Most of them had drooping brows, sluggish feet, and were wrapped in warm gray robes of different shades. , the soles of the boots were crushing the wet mud, and the whole body was covered with a heavy atmosphere that was born and grown in the soil.

That's right!This asteroid, which is less than half the age of its parent star, looks like an unlucky child who is prematurely aging in front of the parent star, which is in its prime of life. The thin soil produced is useless except to pile up garbage and collect ashes, so people give it a nickname - SUn1 Galaxy Waste Recycling Station.

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The Honglei motorcycle, carrying a young man in black, slid out of a steep arc and turned into the expressway into the city. Unfortunately, even the heavy-duty locomotives couldn’t get up on the expressway in the morning rush hour. Annoyed gasping.

Someone in the blocked car looked out inadvertently, looked behind the lens inlaid with thin metal edges, and scanned the back of the motorcycle youth back and forth.

The young man is slender and wears clothes made of good cotton, maybe imitation cotton, who knows?Young people are somewhat vain, and it is not uncommon for them to be dressed in "high-end goods" to support the scene.

The slim black windbreaker is supported by a well-balanced skeleton with neat lines, winding down from the shoulders and narrowing at the waist, and the unfolded hem hangs on a curved right leg.

The other leg of the young man stretched out obliquely to step on the road. He doesn't look tall, but his figure is well proportioned. His legs are slender and straight, and the back view left obliquely behind is very eye-catching.

The appearance of the young man cannot be seen through the car window and the lens, not only because of the angle of view, but also because the young man is covered with a glass-like helmet, and the jelly-like clear curved surface reflects the not-so-good scenery around him , Protect the entire head of the locomotive owner tightly.

There is a fingernail-sized cross shield logo on the ear of the helmet. It is a good thing. It is rare to see this thing on Evening Star. [-]% of it is smuggled from Earls. The specialty store in Yahua City is five figures larger. One top, local high imitation is not easy to do.

And that car, with its heavy metal body and aggressive lines, deliberately made an old retro industrial style, but the details are exquisite, and the rear tires are wider than ordinary cars...

When the red light in front turned green, the young man on the motorcycle raised his hand and brushed against the glowing cross shield, hit the accelerator and jumped out, with sparks faintly bursting out of the tail smoke.

The drivers in the car lined up step by step and squirmed forward, waiting for the self-driving smart cars in front of the convoy to run slowly for safety confirmation from time to time.

This terrible morning, it seems that everyone is waiting in line to be put into the coffin as reluctantly.

The owner of the line of sight snorted, lit a cigarette and leaned back on the seat back. His smart car had just reconfirmed the operating environment and started with a beep, and moved forward slowly. The golden star on the corner of the windshield held up the microphone and shone .

Men of Asian descent habitually analyze and weigh in their hearts. Asian men are more likely to grow such a slender figure with a youthful look. They should be young when they play motorcycles. Looking at their clothes, they should be the young masters of rich people.

but……

The rich second generation on Evening Star, as everyone knows, is roughly equivalent to the silly son of the landlord's family in the early days of the mother planet, walking a dog around the village entrance to the end.

The man is smoking a Dahua brand soft mouth electronic cigarette, looking at himself in the rearview mirror. Today, when the average life expectancy of human beings has increased to 120 years, he is obviously very young in his 40s.

With his free hand, he brushed his forehead hair, tilted his head, grabbed it forward, and then pulled it back... The advantage of Asian blood, unfortunately...

The man was very convinced that this gave him a certain sense of superiority over the enemy with one move. The boy who seemed to be good in all aspects just now was actually... Well, let's be more civilized, he is a mentally handicapped person.

A braindead.

The scarlet gemstone on the right earlobe flashed red with the tilt of his head. The man glanced across the dashboard without moving his hands. The LCD screen had already opened the current news broadcast interface, at eight o'clock.

The movement of the young man with the motorcycle brushing against his ears just now should also be turning on the radio to listen to the news. A mentally handicapped person has to operate everything manually, and life is really inconvenient.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up in pity, and his eyes were cold.

At the same time, heavy locomotives and smart cars turned in opposite directions at different intersections, and the morning news broadcast from the alliance's first media "Xinghai Media" came from the car audio and helmet headphones at the same time.

"...A few days ago, the 'Hemu Case', which was transferred to the prosecution agency by the C District Police Station for prosecution, happened again on the eve of the trial...

The suspect in this case, Hemu Soragoncha, after using special mental power to influence the victim Judd Smith in the aforementioned case, used mental power to influence the prosecutor Princetin again during the investigation stage. Fortunately, he was discovered in time and did not cause serious damage. as a result of……"

"According to Princetin's own statement, he was conducting a routine interrogation of Hemu himself with another colleague at that time, during which he and Hemu had a brief eye contact...

'Suddenly there was deep sympathy and pity for her in my heart. The feeling was very strong and impulsive, and it happened for no reason. I seemed to be a different person... I really wanted to help her go home immediately, and even turned around to go to the office to get a coat. Going to drive downstairs...I'm sorry, oh, bad experience, luckily Lucky stopped me just in time...'”

"The incident happened around [-]:[-] last night. The prosecutor said that he was very afraid and blamed himself. He should follow the interview process and take strict precautions. After all, he has never dealt with this kind of case before..."

"Cases related to people with special psychic powers have rarely occurred in recent years. The dramatic reversal of the 'Hemu case' and the suspect's repeated use of psychic powers have once again attracted widespread attention and even panic among the people of the alliance..."

Shen Ye twisted the accelerator hard, and the Honglei motorcycle roared and sped up, like a nimble fish swimming in the slow-flowing car river, it slid into the gate of Chunhui Hospital not long after.

The young man's fingers covered with leather gloves pressed and held on the cross shield for three seconds, the light went out, the front and back of the helmet were folded in the middle, and it was harvested in the shape of a retro headset. He tore off the padlock and put it in the on the handlebars.

The long legs drew an arc in the air, Shen Ye stepped off the motorcycle, and shook his head vigorously, the black hair that had just been crushed by the helmet fluffed up again, revealing a young fair and handsome face.

Different from the heavy metal locomotive and the cold and flamboyant attire, Shen Ye has a gentle face that doesn't look aggressive. The eyes are narrow and long, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised. When the head is slightly lowered and the thick eyelashes half cover the eyes when stepping up the steps , a white neck protruding from the neckline, slender and obedient.

In just a dozen or so steps, he completed a visually deceptive soul-wearing drama in an instant with his sense of growth from a middle-schooler to a docile youth.

"Good morning, Doctor Shen!" A sweet greeting like dew was inserted into the sound of leather boots hitting the ground. The little nurse Dorothy's cheeks were dyed with a morning glow that did not exist in the sky, and her face was like the top of a drink can. The fresh peaches are printed, and the "tentacles" worn on her earlobes are in the shape of transparent water droplets.

Shen Ye raised his eyes: "Morning."

His voice is light and clean, and the smile on the corner of his lips can only be seen with a bit of imagination, as if there is a half-way gaze rubbing the end of the eye and sweeping out a hook, like a spider's silk, so that people can't tell where it itch It also scattered invisibly and intangibly, leaving some dangerous illusions of being bound out of thin air.

Dorothy stepped forward quickly, controlled the elevator with mental power to stop on the first floor and opened the door, turned around, and Dr. Shen's leather boots had already knocked along the steps to the second floor.

"..." The girl folded her hands on her chest to catch her falling heart, and her sight was cut off by another figure, she bowed slightly, "Shen... Dean Shen, early—"

The gentle and refined middle-aged man returned her a warm smile, then turned his head meaningfully to look behind him, shrugged his shoulders, and added a bit of apologetic narrowness to his smile.

His son, Shen Tongzhou, is also his student and subordinate, but this...he really can't control it.

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The door of the doctor's office was pushed open with a bang, and he was nestled in the swivel chair, facing the holographic light screen, shaking his hands, and the light screen suddenly went out, and the man wiped off the eyepiece that was originally on his forehead. Like rolling to the ground.

He saw clearly that the person behind him was Shen Ye, he let out a long breath and pushed the eyepiece up again: "Scare me, brother, it's not time for shift change..."

"Mother Tia is resting now?" Shen Ye tore off the leather gloves and threw them on the table, squeezed the disinfectant gel and rubbed his hands carefully, and rubbed the round ulnar styloid process with his fingertips along with his muscular wrists.

Tatanuka squatted on the chair like a monkey again. He was a thin boy of African descent, less than 1.6 meters tall, with a skin color like that dipped in chocolate sauce, condensed, and with small dirty braids all over his head.

He grinned and showed a mouthful of neat and dazzling white teeth: "Mom has been waiting for you for many days, and you didn't go to see her. Why are you suddenly filial today?"

The boy rolled a pair of wax gray eyes, which seemed to be out of focus when looking at people, and even the pupils were much lighter than ordinary people.

Shen Ye changed into a white doctor's uniform, and straightened the collar of his shirt: "Why don't you go back to sleep after the night shift? Don't keep playing games, or you will really go blind one day."

Tatanuka grimaced at him and put on the eyepiece. His forehead was broad and flat, and the black "wisdom eye" protruding from the mirror made him look like a big mung bean fly.

The mung bean fly took off the dark grass green nurse uniform and put it on the mouse gray long jacket indiscriminately, not forgetting to buzz in Shen Ye's ears: "Mother Tia always misses you these days, and asked me to bring you milk cakes , she is the most eccentric! I only got two bananas...you look at yourself again, it's a few steps from one floor to the next, and you just dragged on for ten days and a half months without seeing her..."

"By the way, the smart machine butler she sent you has arrived, have you gone to the port freight station to pick it up? I'll know if it hasn't been specified yet!"

"That's an excellent thing. Earls is using it in many homes. You can have a personal maid immediately, do laundry, cooking, chatting, and enjoy the feeling of a noble master. That's what the advertisement says... I can go to your house to see it How about a moment? Kneeling to hand slippers or massage before going to bed... Hehe, some of them can change clothes."

"If it were me, I would order a muscular man! Let him call me Dad... Hehe!"

"Tia's mother spent a lot of money, it must be a high-end product! This thing is like a private car, there are tens of thousands of second-hand goods, and there are also hundreds of millions of limited editions. I can hear Mr. Kane talking to her It's..."

Just as Tatanuka showed an exaggerated expression, the door panel slammed shut in front of his eyes, and a gust of cool wind brushed the tip of his nose.

Hajiu, he sneezed with his mouth wide open: "...300 million is so expensive! Three, one hundred, ten thousand!"

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The author has something to say:

The little AI brother worth 300 million: I brought money into the group, but I don’t deserve to appear?Would you like to kneel down and change clothes by your imagination?Why do I want to celebrate the New Year at the cargo terminal?When will my wife pick me up?I... have full attack power and super long standby time!