Artificial Intelligence and Human Intellectual Disability

I'm afraid he recognized an ancestor?Contribute money and efforts, but also have to constantly confirm the eyes.

Shen Ye took the bought nutritional cream from Baisite, thought about it and handed the bag back: "Take it."

Baxter suppressed his smile and saw Shen Ye turning to the community on the side of the road.It's time to get home. I didn't expect his living environment to be quite... unique!

Baxter has seen in his travel notes that Muxing cannot realize large-scale farming and planting because of the composition of the surface soil, and the precipitation after the transformation is all regulated by the artificial atmosphere, so there is no natural environment like the greenery and flowers on Earls. environment.

Along the way, after walking for half a day, it was easy to see some greenery. There was a kind of surprise for desert travelers who discovered the source of water in the oasis. It seemed that even the air was much fresher.

It's just that the stretches of pine forests and the low-rise houses in the shade reminded him of a kind land, the Yuanwang Garden where he "sleep forever".Songtao is silent and heroic is immortal.

"This is an upscale community." Baxter let out a rainbow fart.

Shen Ye's bowel sounds soundtracked him at the right time: "It's okay." The voice resonated loudly through the hollow clothes that made him look fatter.

Baxter felt a little hungry when he heard that: "I'll make you a supper later, is there any taboo?"

Shen Ye: "I don't want to eat cake."

Baxter: "That's a pity, the muffins I bake are top-notch!"

Shen Ye: "Especially Muffin."

Baxter: "..." Are you sure it wasn't aimed at me? AI is not angry, not angry with brats! "Let me guess which is our home."

The houses in the needle pine forest are scattered and scattered, which are quite different from the horizontal, vertical and uniform architectural style of other communities in Evening Star, but all the houses have a common feature, which is short.

There are no buildings with more than three floors here. Compared with the bustling city of Earls Star a hundred years ago, it is very rural and idyllic, and the floor area ratio is also ridiculously low.

"Football doesn't look like that, is that a pumpkin cart? What a creative idea!" Baist dazzled, "Pomegranates and donuts are not for boys who live alone, snail shells? Mushroom houses? Mushroom houses! Am I right, Lego Also a possibility……"

"This way!" Shen Ye impatiently pulled his glowing hand, it was cold, "How much battery do you have?"

"It should be almost done by the time the supper is cooked, and maybe I can wash the dishes." Baisite was a little wary of the sudden concern, and had a premonition that it would be better not to listen to the next words.

"Take it easy, the electricity bill has just gone up. Being quiet will save electricity, right? Humans burn calories when they talk."

really!Young people these days are so impolite.Baxter chuckled: "Master, did you lose weight by talking? 30 calories an hour?" He, an AI, couldn't understand how to taunt, because he was forced to do so.

Shen Ye squinted at him, walked through the forest path, and stopped in front of a dead tree.

The trunk is too thick, as thick as 20 people's arms, seven or eight meters high, and the rough skin is poked there. The crown of the tree seems to have been struck off by lightning, leaving only broken branches with jagged teeth.

Baxter turned his head to look at the mushroom house and the newly completed castle enviously, and tried hard to accept the reality: "It's cool."

Shen Ye led the people in, and when he took off the hood, he took off his curly golden hair: "..." He even took off the three layers of fat clothes.

When Baisite saw the "Erha" rushing over, he felt something was wrong. Maybe this guy had evolved a little in the past 100 years, and his eyes were not so dazed, but rather attractive.

When he was a policeman, he often came into contact with working dogs, and his family also adopted stray dogs. Although he had never challenged a professional house demolisher, they were all fur kids. They were easier to get along with than the impolite child Shen Ye.

"Oh~" Baxter knelt down, combed the dog's jaw lightly with his fingers, and learned to bark. "What's it called? Its eyes look like wolves."

"Wulff."

What a wolf!

Shen Ye gave Wulf a reunion hug: "Get acquainted, the newcomer, Best, he will live with you from now on."

"???" Baxter looked around. Not only did the house have a strange appearance, but the internal structure also showed no signs of weakness. The entire first floor was [-] square meters by visual inspection, except for the kitchen and bathroom, the rest was open.

At least one guest bedroom and one cloakroom were lost, and the C position was not occupied by a sofa but by a kennel. It was foreseeable that his position here—a human being is not as good as a dog.

The floor, walls and even the ceiling are all dark brown walnut color, especially dark at night when there is insufficient light, as if you are really in a tree hole, without even a window.

This design is astounding.

"No electricity?" Shen Ye stood at the wooden stairs, as if he was about to go upstairs.The wooden staircase clings to the wall of the hall and almost blends with the wooden wall.

Baxter's expression was sluggish: "Supper is okay."

Shen Ye hummed like a master: "It's cooked and delivered."

Baxter went into the kitchen and started cooking. He turned on all the lights, ventilation fans, and the TV along the way, and turned up the volume so that he could hear the program clearly in the kitchen.

Shen Ye's kitchen is more complete than he imagined, with all the electrical appliances that he has learned on the Internet before, just open the refrigerator... only milk in each layer.

Therefore, the only available ingredients are two pieces of nutritional cream. Baisite finally found a pack of flour that was about to expire in the cupboard, and several bottles of unopened seasoning. The entrance exam questions for the AI ​​housekeeper are really difficult.

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Shen Ye on the second floor was just about to read a book for a while, when there was lively cheers from downstairs, it seemed that there was a whole rock band performing passionately.

Shen Ye: "..." This house has excellent sound insulation. Even if the whole house is full of mouths singing in chorus, the sound heard by the neighbors will not be noisier than a mosquito buzzing.

He didn't expect that the source of noise pollution was brought home by himself, leading wolves into the house.

Woolf ran upstairs wearing the new look, folded his ears to plug his ears, and hid his face in a helpless expression.

Shen Ye intends to go down to exercise the master's rights, at worst, confirm that his eyes disable his interactive entertainment function again, but he can distinguish the faint sound of pots and spoons bumping against the noise of the TV, and there seems to be a song humming out of tune with the band .

He stopped, and sat back on the floor with the dog in his arms: "Little wolf, help me keep an eye on him and see what tricks he's going to do?"

In the very long past in his memory, he lived with his parents in another distant community. It was not the single-family house in Muxing, but a high-rise building with many residents in it.

There are two children in the neighbor's house. The girl is four or five years older than him and has already started school. The boy is about the same as him and is sent to kindergarten every day.

At that time, the sound insulation of the floor was not good, and I could often hear the laughing and crying of the children next door when sitting at home. It may be that the siblings were fighting for something, or playing a game where the father took turns tossing them and catching them...

Neighbors who are very present, but not annoying.

After leaving there, I have never heard this sound again, and suddenly there is a trance that goes back in time.

Baisite, who is tossing around downstairs, can't really do any tricks. Who can make a cocktail with plain water with flour nutrition cream and seasoning?

The problem is that he hasn't eaten for a long time, and the bad boy upstairs has been dragging him for four or five days.Although the enhanced nutrition injection he injected before was enough to survive for 15 days, but he felt that his metabolism was about to collapse, so he had to eat some.

I really don’t know who invented this anti-human food like nutrient cream. It is like a brick, with different textures, soft like congealed snot, hard like the sole of rubber shoes, no raw materials can be seen, and the taste is the same and soulless , I am ashamed to say that I have 99 kinds of cooking methods, and I can also eat nutritional shortcuts directly... I dare not brag about instant noodles and self-heating rice.

Baxter doesn’t hate cooking. A hundred years ago, he had a family of four that was not rich but very warm, including his parents and younger brother. Whether he was studying or working, he would cook for the whole family whenever he was free.

As for cooking, as long as you put your heart and hands into it, it won't be too bad if you cook more times.

Now he cooks a lonely meal, and no longer has family members waiting to taste it.

The TV program switched to the evening news, and the high-frequency words "Hemu", "Psychic", "Hypnosis", "Judgment" appeared without any surprise...

This case has been known to the entire alliance recently. The above-mentioned entries dominate the hot search list, and the discussion on people with abnormal psychic powers is unprecedentedly intense. As a result, several demonstrations/parades and revenge injuries have indirectly occurred.

As a former policeman, Baxter naturally paid attention to this case.

Specifically, on December 12th of this year, the Sheriff's Office in District C of Evening Star received a report from a 7-year-old girl named Hemu Solagoncha, claiming that she had been sexually assaulted by Judd Smith, the bakery owner she worked for/ invade.

The Sheriff's Office immediately took coercive measures against Judd and obtained surveillance footage that might have been obtained inside the bakery and nearby roads.

According to the monitoring content, at 12:6 on the evening of December 22, Judd had a ten-minute conversation with Hemu, who was about to get off work.

Although there is no sound on the monitoring screen, judging from the expressions and movements of the two, there was no conflict in this conversation, it was just a relaxed exchange between the boss and the employee before get off work.

While cleaning the empty cupboards in the bakery, Hem talked to Judd, who was leaning on the cash register, and his expression became more relaxed and happy as the conversation went on, even smiling happily at Judd twice.

At 22:23, the two walked out the back door of the bakery together. Judd was wearing a winter coat with a hood and pulled his hat on as he walked out of the bakery.

This kind of cold-proof robe is very common in Evening Star, and the styles are similar. Manual workers and people who are not well-off are the main consumer groups, so they prefer to choose colors that are resistant to dirt, gray and black, dark blue, dark green... Shen Yejin This is the mouse gray one I wore at night.

The fabric of the winter gown is a synthetic material that is tough and wear-resistant. There is an airtight plastic film in the interlayer, which makes it difficult for the heat generated by the body to dissipate. Although it keeps warm, it is not breathable and the comfort level is not high.

And no matter who puts on this kind of clothes, they are all dusty, and it is not easy to accurately judge the other person's figure and temperament.

Thinking of this, the back of a chubby, fat fufu penguin came into Baxter's mind, walking with short legs while holding a heavy wooden box.

Best withdrew his attention from being abducted.

The other party, Hemu, didn't wear a cold-proof gown when she went out, although she also had one and often wore it to and from get off work recently, in order to be safer when walking at night.

Hemu was tall and strong, so he would probably be regarded as a man if he wrapped himself in a cold-proof robe, which would save him a lot of trouble.

But at that time, she didn't put on her outer robe, she only wore the overalls of Honey Bakery and went out with the boss. No one was moving on the surveillance screen in the shop, only the empty cabinets, tables and chairs, and a lonely packing bag on the small table .

室外的交通监控没有拍到两人走出小巷，案发时间被锁定在12月6日22点25分至22点55分这半小时里，因为面包店老板娘声称自己的丈夫是在23点回到家中。

According to the informant, Hemu, Judd tricked her into violating the warehouse across the alley on the pretext of asking her to help her fetch butter and flour for the next day.

She fought back, kicking, scratching and yelling for help, but Judd was stronger and soon pinned her down, gagged her mouth with an empty flour sack and bound her ass. hands and feet.

Judd warned her after the fact, better be smart and not mess around, or he won't let her and the cripple in her family go; he has money and connections, no one will believe a nigger mentally retarded nonsense, tell her There is no benefit at all; if she is more obedient, he will treat her better in the future, give her a raise, and an extra day off every month.

Hemu cried bitterly in the dark and cold warehouse alone. She shouldn't have disobeyed Tang's advice and agreed to work the night shift in order to make more money. She shouldn't have trusted anyone other than Tang so easily. She shouldn't be walking away with something she's always cherished... She's such an idiot!

Now not only was she ruined, but Tang could also be implicated, Hemu thought, it was all his own fault, but he must not let anyone hurt Tang.

Tang always told her to pay attention to safety, but she was not obedient enough.

Hemu remembered that when she was about to reach puberty at the age of eleven or twelve, Tang, a big man, was embarrassed to tell her about the various physical and psychological changes that the girl was about to face.

Tang had no choice but to find relevant information from books and the Internet, sorted out and copied them into Hemu's electronic notebook.

The content he recommends includes popular science books, some essays and novels related to youth growth, and some real crime cases reported by the media.

Tang was also worried that the content of those cases would scare Hemu, so he often inserted his own comments on the page, a few words of inspiration or safety advice, and small jokes purely to make her relax.

Hemu remembered a sentence written by Tang: Hemu, my brave girl, no matter what happens, I will always do my best to protect you!

Hem Soragoncha walked into the District C Sheriff's Office alone in the early morning of December 12. She said: I want to call the police. Judd Smith, the owner of the Honey Bakery, violated me. I have him on my body. evidence of crime.