Artificial Intelligence and Human Intellectual Disability

When the two returned home, Shen Ye opened the door of the basement and planned to go in to get equipment and medicine to help Bai Yang treat the wound again.

There is a small flight of stairs leading to the basement, and it is obvious that the height of the lower floor is very limited.

Shen Ye unlocked and pushed the door open, turned to look at Bai Yang and closed the door again: "No peeking!"

Bai Yang hurriedly stood up straight and retracted his gaze, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and groped with the other hand to go to the first floor: "Don't look, don't look... Woolf, come and guide me..."

Shen Ye: "..."

In fact, Bai Yang took a condescending look, and he didn't have the bottles, cans, hearts, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and brains he imagined.

The moment the sensor light inside illuminated a very tidy area, just like an ordinary medical laboratory, the floor and tabletops were clean and dust-free, and there were some instruments and equipment of unknown purpose.

Since Shen Ye doesn't allow others to enter this place, he probably cleans it up by himself, cooking is not enough, and hygiene is notable.

When Shen Ye came up, he was carrying a medical kit, and when he heard Bai Yang was communicating with the company, the other party was Sergeant Kane, and he did not shy away from talking about himself.

After receiving the news from Bai Yang, Kane sent people to the Badger Rat Market overnight to investigate secretly. The vendors and buyers are all old businessmen and regular customers of the market, so there should be no problem.

The little guy who started the fight first, the stall owner said he didn't know him, and didn't want to fall out with the customers. After all, old businessmen know how to make money with kindness. .

The little guy who got an arrow shot in the ass last night was an unemployed youth in District D of Evening Star, a mentally handicapped person who couldn't survive. He wanted to find a job in the Badger Rat Market, but he failed in many inquiries.

It happened that the boss who sold the bullet rats was cleaning the rat cages, so he offered to help without any money.

The boss is too busy, so let him do it if he thinks about it, and then give him a piece of nutritional cream and pass it away. There are not a few beggars in the badger market, and he never thought that this product would explode at all, so he went straight to work.

Now that the person is injured, the boss has to pay for the medical expenses. I really cried to death.

There is also the sleeve crossbow guy, the buyer brings money to purchase a large number of goods, fearing being robbed, so he hires a bodyguard on the Internet, and specially selects a master with a score of 4.8, code name: Charon.

This old man doesn't talk too much. He used it for two days without any problems. Of course, he called him back last night without any problems. The people and money are safe.

The buyer paid the final payment and let Charon leave. He didn't know where he was going, and the industry rule was not to ask each other for details.

Charon, obviously not a real name.The police are now trying to check him on the Black Bodyguard website, but there is no result yet.

On the surface, the whole incident looked like a simple black market conflict, with no serious consequences other than five stitches on the little man's buttocks, and there was no other person who was accidentally injured except Bai Yang.

"Five stitches?" Shen Yenahan sorted out the needles and threads from the medical box, asked Bai Yang to take off his clothes and turned around, "Let me see, it should be enough to mend two stitches, more stitches won't make you invulnerable."

He paused obviously, and his slightly cool fingertips rested on the groove of Bai Yang's spine.

This feels a little...complicated.Bai Yang turned his head uncomfortably, and asked, "What's the matter? Two stitches are not enough, you can sew more. The quality assurance doesn't require invulnerability, so it's in place. I'm not afraid of pain. You can do what you want."

Shen Ye threw the needle and thread back into the tray, changed another piece of gauze and applied medicine to wrap up the wound.

"This is the first time I've seen a human being whose resilience is comparable to Woolf's. Stitching your wounds is an insult to cells."

Bai Yang: "..." Dr. Shen's way of praising people is so clear, it translates to him being as strong as a dog!

"Then why don't we have a chat," Bai Yang closed his medicine box, pulled him up to the second floor and sat in the prison. The solemn atmosphere is suitable for discussing serious matters, "Let's explain to each other, if the group of people target It's you or me, whether it's silence or temptation, what do you think is the reason?"

Bai Yang was wearing a hotel bathrobe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his relaxed posture did not affect his solemn expression: "To show my sincerity, let me say it first."

"I was thawed and revived in Earls. At present, only a few high-level and direct contacts of 'Freeport' know about it, including Sheriff Kane. They didn't tell me the reason for keeping this news secret, but I can guess a little bit." , 'Freeport' has doubts about the crash of GS100 6818 years ago, and I also hold the same view. So the above probably think that as a witness to the accident, I can provide some hidden information, and of course some people don't want me to say anything."

"Since you have read books about Star Wars, you should know that the main force of the war is the military, that is, the 'Hive', and the 'Freeport' is mainly responsible for the internal security of the alliance. The main force suffered heavy losses and had to cooperate with the military and police.”

"The only survivor of GS6818 belongs to the Vakhari family, and their honor will be immortal for a hundred years. General Vakhari is also the commander-in-chief of the military in the Battle of the Grand Star Ring, and the only soldier among the survivors."

Shen Ye understood Bai Yang's meaning, looked into his eyes and asked, "So, what secrets can you provide?"

Bai Yang shook his head.This means I don't know whether it can't be provided, or it can't be said. "It's your turn."

Shen Ye: "I did not agree to exchange information with you, especially when you are not honest."

Bai Yang also looked directly into his eyes, which gave the illusion that he was being treated sincerely and had no other intentions: "It's okay, I can also guess for myself, it has something to do with special spiritual power, right? Hess Tia The nun is a well-known abnormal person with spiritual power, but she is not alone, Earls, Evening Star, Hongwei Er, and many other unknown abnormalities like Hemu."

"They want to find those people, thinking that the list is with me." Shen Ye gave an answer, "Actually, there is no such list. I don't have that kind of list. Do you believe me?"

Bai Yang looked back at him: "I believe you. Who do you think 'they' are?"

"Alliance Association, Beehive, Anti-Alien Group, Justice..." Shen Ye suddenly laughed at himself, "Anyone is possible, anyway, there are so many people who hate witches! So why did they send you here? ? Two dangerous people put together, will the negative be positive?"

Bai Yang seemed relieved: "There is no free port in your guess, do you believe the police? At least they didn't stop me from coming back to life."

"Maybe it's because we want the two of us to kill each other." Shen Ye restrained his cold smile, "Bai Yang, do you think I'm a strange person?"

"Whether you are or not, it doesn't make any difference to me, you are the head of the family who wants to eat, sleep and serve you comfortably." Bai Yang stood up, "Go cook, so that no one complains that AI manufacturers just make things that only cut corners goods."

"You're injured, I can go cook." Shen Ye moved his body, his legs were so numb that he leaned over and sat back. It seemed that the sentence just now was extremely insincere, "Can I just heat it up and eat it? Or cut—"

What he said later was stared back into his stomach by Bai Yang. What Dr. Shen could cut out was guaranteed not to be something to eat, and his eyes might be full just by looking at it.

Bai Yang stretched out his left hand towards Shen Ye, and Shen Ye reached for it, trying to use his strength to stand up.

Unexpectedly, the strength of that hand sent it forward along the pull, Shen Ye didn't pull it up, but fell backwards on the mattress due to shaking.

Shen Ye: "???"

Bai Yang: "You didn't sleep well last night, let's catch up on the cage sleep now, and wake you up when it's cooked."

Ordinarily, once this kind of negligent action against one's will occurs, the first reaction is to correct the mistake immediately, and get up wherever you fall, but as soon as Shen Ye's body touches the bedding, his head is pressed against the soft pillow, which is very comfortable.

Wherever you fall, just lie there for a while.

And then, on this lie, he really fell asleep.

After all, the side effects of electrotherapy have not gone away, and he went through a chaotic escape in the badger and mouse market. He was frightened and frightened, and opened a field knife that did not have medical conditions at all. He finally returned home and was forced to have a quiz ...Shen Ye's battery was exhausted, and he consciously stood by and hibernated.

Bai Yang put the ingredients into the pot and went upstairs to watch Shen Ye. It was fun for him to watch, the kid didn't even change his posture, let alone change his clothes.

He is really the most clean-spirited doctor Bai Yang has ever seen.

Bai Yang went back to the kitchen and turned the cooking machine to a slow simmer. He wanted to take a bath. He had wounds on his body and it was not convenient to rub them with a small brush. sleep.

Two quilts are placed side by side, with a narrow gap half an arm's width away in the middle, which is slightly different from the big bed room last night.

Bai Yang grabbed Shen Ye's mattress with both hands and pulled it, the gap disappeared, and the person came close to him.

In the daytime of winter, the cold is raging, and many people go out and rush around. Such a partner's leisure and laziness is simply a great respect for life.

Bai Yang used to be a policeman in a police academy, and his work and rest were rarely lax. Even when he came home from vacation, he still had a younger brother to take care of. The instinct carved into his subconscious mind kept him as regular as possible during the recovery period after waking up.

However, the wanton life of salted fish is so delicious!

The two of them slept all the way from the sun to the sunset, thanks to the fact that this house does not have a window view as a reference, otherwise the experience would be more refreshing.

Bai Yang opened his eyes first, feeling that his bones were all crisp from sleep, he turned over and looked at Shen Ye, who was sleeping into a piece of warm, fragrant milk cake, sweet and attractive.

The stomach feels hunger, and even this hunger that can be satisfied at any time causes comfort.

Bai Yang thought of an ancient saying inappropriately: rice is in the pot, but people are in the bed.

Shen Ye indulged in a light sleep and couldn't wake up, his eyelashes fluttered and struggled weakly, and his eyeballs trembled under his thin eyelids, as if he was experiencing a strange dream.

In his dream, he returned to his childhood. His father was very busy with work, and sometimes he didn’t come home for several months. His mother...mother went to nowhere.

Shen Ye, who was five or six years old, had no one to take care of him, and was taken to the laboratory where his father worked. In fact, his father didn't have time to take care of him there. The good thing was that he also had no time to discipline him.

His little one really doesn't have any sense of existence. He can walk unimpeded in the laboratory by tiptoeing to reach the badge that his careless father throws at random, with a different kind of freedom.

Shen Ye knows how to avoid the eyes of adults, those secluded, dark, narrow and old corners are always the safest places.

Fortunately he was never afraid of the dark.

He counted the refrigerated cabins glowing green in the darkness one by one, nine, ten, eleven, twelve... There are thirteen people, or thirteen corpses in total.

He heard the word corpse from one of his father's students. He said that these people had expired, and the corpses would be disposed of if they were not claimed.

Probably like an old can, Shen Ye thought.

But the faces of the people immersed in the green nutrient solution are still fresh, and some are even smiling. They must be hoping for a beautiful awakening when they fall asleep.

Sadrut Feng, 39, lymphoma

Fei Daonan, 71 years old, brain-dead in a car accident

Muhammad Agapasi Saned, 22, volunteered

……

From the beginning to the end, the little boy, although he is only five years old, has already recognized the words on the signs of all the cryogenic chambers, which are the names, ages and reasons of freezing of those people.

He silently recited them one by one in his heart, almost memorizing them.

Then, the little boy saw a familiar face, he was very handsome, with a pair of slightly sunken eye sockets under his forehead, a raised nose bridge, and slightly upturned corners of his mouth, which just moderated the sharpness of his jaw line.

He was placed in the last position, only half a meter away from the backup safety door, as if he would be the first to be discarded after the door opened.

"You're not the last one, don't worry, you'll come back alive." The little boy pulled off a cold-proof robe that someone left behind in the corner, and spread it in the narrow gap between the man and the security door. An arm rests on the hatch of the cryogenic cabin, as if to give him a little bit of insignificant warmth, although the man doesn't need it.

Bai Yang, 27 years old, Hong Xinghuan sacrificed a hero

"Bai Yang!" Shen Ye woke up suddenly, his body bounced like a fish thrown ashore, but his voice was stuck in his throat.

He opened his foggy eyes, and saw the man in his dream turning his head to look at him, with the same handsome face, the same upturned corners of his mouth, and a smile that was real and not imaginary.

"Bai Yang," Shen Ye called him this time, and laughed himself.

Bai Yang sat up as if he had seen enough of a good show: "Are you hungry?"

The rich broth wafted up the stairs, and Shen Ye replied with a solemn bowel sound.