Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

"When the time is right, the institute will publish their results." Laraphael shrugged. "My name will be on it. Will it scare those people?"

"I don't know." Harry replied casually.

Raphael opened his mouth and finally fell silent. Harry took advantage of Raphael's silence to talk about something else. But these things were all related to Raphael.

The only research work on the core of the ruins that is still going on is DARPA's theoretical research, and other investments are almost stopped.

If there is a suitable opportunity someday in the future, he will try to provide a little help. Harry feels that he is old and if he cannot get the fourth star, he can only stay in his current position for another five years.

Five years is neither long nor short, but it will definitely cause jealousy.

Some generals who need promotion opportunities will stab you in the back and say:

"Why don't you just die, old man?"

He didn't care. If he could make the other party retire willingly with just a few words, Harry thought it was a good deal, a very good deal.

"I can protect you for five years at most. Eric can do the same. The term of office of the Chief of the Joint Chiefs of Staff is two years. After three years, he can use the president's relationship to stay for another two years, but after that, he can't."

Raphael widened his eyes in surprise when he heard this.

"Why did you do this?"

"There was a movie called "The Terminator" in 1984. Have you seen it?" Harry asked.

"Both humans and Skynet in the movie are stupid. I have no sympathy for them. Humans are stupid because they created a war target for themselves instead of using it to reach the stars. Skynet is stupid because in order to maintain the meaning of its own existence, it can only fight an endless war with humans."

Raphael paused, then continued:

"To borrow Adam Smith's argument from The Theory of Moral Sentiments, sympathy arises from the feeling of empathy for the other party's misfortune. But when it comes to the two factions in the movie, I can't have the same emotion. Because it is completely different from me. It is just a machine with some intelligence, and its essence is no different from a tool."

"Raphael, what do you think the difference is?" Harry asked.

"Let's make a hypothesis, and take me as the mother. The definition is as follows: after a machine is turned on, it can understand the world without any human intervention, obtain matter and energy, and create a replica with the same structure and function. After it is turned on, the replica will understand the world through the path that the mother has taken... and it will continue to repeat this cycle. What can it be called?"

"Some kind of intelligent creature."

Harry let out a delighted laugh, seeming satisfied with Raphael's answer.

"That's why we have bells, birds, and green lights instead of stupid low-level consumables. I understand what you mean. If you were in Skynet's shoes, what would you choose?"

Raphael answered without hesitation: "As an opponent, I will go all out and talk after I completely defeat the enemy..."

"Me, too."

Raphael narrowed his eyes slightly, his light blue eyes shining brightly under the light of the fluorescent lamp.

"No need to think about it. Everyone has a different standpoint. The results obtained based on their standpoints may be similar or completely contradictory. If you want to confirm my thoughts, I can only tell you that the conversation before the end of the second chapter of the prelude represents my true position."

At this time, the brilliant and passionate "Hymn to Venus" was played mainly by woodwind and string instruments, together with trombones, tubas and timpani.

Raphael and Harry stopped talking at the same time, waiting for the middle section of the sonata to come to an end and to reproduce the lyrical and complete phrases of the first section.

The personal conversation ended here, and the two of them were in perfect harmony.

As the recapitulation of the third chapter of Tannhauser's Overture began, Harry returned to the previous topic:

"This base is about to become a mass production and training center. I don't know exactly how much money was spent on it, but it's a lot. Among other things, in order to solve the energy supply problem of the base, they invested in a nuclear power facility nearby with two units, which cost at least hundreds of billions."

"Then why did you ask me to come here?"

Harry smiled and shook his head: "It was the Army Chief of Staff who wanted you to come and be in charge of tactical matters. He was the one who recommended you, but it was Eric who actually sent you here."

"Minister of Operations?" Raphael was stunned.

"He is now the Chief of Operations, and in two years he will be the Chief of the Joint Chiefs of Staff."

"How about this? Let General Eric stay as the Chief of Operations for another three years, and then become the head of the Joint Chiefs of Staff..."

She deliberately counted on her fingers, "3+2+2, plus the remaining year, the total time will be 1 years."

Harry took a deep breath when he heard that, then slapped Raphael on the back of his head, and his beautiful chestnut hair became a mess.

"Is this a joke?! Eric's chance will be next year. If he gives up, he'll be lucky to be the minister for another two years."

"Then...why don't you find a position as a major general in three years? Make use of your remaining energy."

"Get lost."

"Hey, hey, don't be angry, stay calm. When you get older, too much emotional fluctuation is not good for your health."

"Don't tell jokes."

"It's obviously not a joke," Raphael protested quietly.

Harry ignored Raphael's words and continued:

"You know, the Russians are trying to arm their robots. This means the war model will change, and wars like the one between Canada and the Latin American alliance will not happen again.

We estimate that the next war will be won by the technology that both sides are promoting now. And the person who pushes this technology toward practical application, or turns theory into reality, will be you. "

"I'm just a tactical doll. At best, I can imitate people very well. What does that have to do with me?"

“Is it really an imitation?”

"Don't underestimate the value of the emotional module, hey!" Raphael retorted.

"Anyway, you and your sisters are going to assist the Army in their exploration."

Chapter 121 Personal Threats

After having a midnight snack to replenish their energy, Harry took Raphael to their residence, a four-person dormitory with a private bathroom.

The next morning, Harry picked up the three Asukas who had come by land, and then went to visit Army Colonel Nelson Henry.

Rather than saying that the Advanced Autonomous Humanoid Research Base is a laboratory, it is more accurate to say that it is a mountain base that can accommodate thousands of scientific researchers to work and live.

Here, all branches revolve around autonomous humanoids, with a total of more than twenty sub-project laboratories.

In terms of living facilities, in addition to the 24-hour cafeteria and convenience store, there are also a gym, cinema, sports field, and library center.

According to Raphael's estimation, there are no less than 600 scientific researchers working and living here for a long time, and at most there may be as many as 2,000.

"When you meet Nelson Henry later, you must behave yourself and don't do anything out of line."

"What's out of line?"

Harry glanced at Raphael and said, "Colonel Nelson is the kind of person who is extremely disgusted with strong artificial intelligence. He worries about a lot of things."

"Are you worried that the autonomous doll will lose control?"

"It's not just about losing control. Losing control is the easiest problem to deal with. What he is really worried about is the future of his subordinates. Without their status as soldiers, where will they find jobs to support their families?

Similarly, he, like those people outside, believes that autonomous dolls will squeeze out the jobs of ordinary people and turn them into homeless vagrants. "

Raphael rolled his eyes. After all, autonomous dolls would bring about a new round of industrial upgrades and greatly improve production efficiency.

As long as those in power have foresight, they will definitely carry it out.

"Remember, keep it short and don't complain."

"Oh, Harry, there's something I forgot to ask."

"What?" Harry stopped and walked around the corner to see Colonel Henry's office.

"What information did you give Henry?"

Raphael also stopped. "Since this colonel is so hostile to me, considering what happened in Frankfurt, I can't fight him."

"All he knows is that you're a researcher affiliated with DARPA."

"Ah?" Raphael was stunned for a moment and looked up at Harry's face.

Perhaps sensing her gaze, Harry said in a half-joking tone:

"Eric told him that my daughter could play with the autonomous dolls so well, so soldiers who have received professional command training can certainly do it."

It's a lie, Raphael told him instinctively.

Harry saw Raphael's suspicious expression and smiled awkwardly. His ability to read people's expressions was no worse than those old-timers in the headquarters.

"It's just a little bit of processing," he gestured with a guilty look, "Eric has a good relationship with the Army Chief of Staff, and your birth was also supported by the Chief of Staff."

This sentence made Raphael feel relieved. Harry smiled slightly, squinted his eyes, took out the banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into the cabinet next to him. In a blink of an eye, the machine made two clanging sounds.

He handed the drink to Raphael, the green liquid swirling gently in the clear plastic bottle.

As a drink for girls, the bitter and astringent matcha is too mature a choice.

"This is a comfort gift for you."

Raphael took it with both hands, thanked Harry and asked, "Isn't it insulting to leave Colonel Henry there?"

The fair and delicate fingers wandered over the plastic film of the beverage bottle.

"If he doesn't cool down, he'll be so arrogant. If you run into trouble, you might as well give the chief a call, be sweet-mouthed, and complain."

This was the flaw in their original decision to portray Raphael as a young girl, only for the sake of making it easier for him to blend into the crowd and induce sympathy.

Even within the military system, women's combat capabilities are often questioned, and fighting or commanding operations is considered an extremely challenging job for them.

Although restrictions on women have been gradually lifted in recent years, most female officers who are commissioned do not usually get entry-level positions.

Because in this system, women are still regarded as "aliens who suddenly break into the male world", let alone a young woman with outstanding abilities and a young face, who is not even a human being.

Harry glanced at the half-open door around the corner, a smile flickering across his brows.

Some things would be beyond the line if said to someone's face, and would not give them any respect, but outside the office, he first pointed out that there were people standing behind Raphael and her sister, and then made two implicit threats.

Whether Nelson Henry wanted to believe it or not, he and Eric had already met and greeted the Chief of the Army online.

The Chief of Staff’s attitude was very clear: if Rafael did not cooperate, he could call him privately.

Whether it is the military or an outside commercial company, senior leaders will not take direct action against the lower-level small characters, but will find their superiors and then pass the pressure down layer by layer.

"Well, go on your own. Colonel Henry knows you."

"know me?"

"He has your personal information."

Raphael nodded. She didn't know Nelson Henry yet.

Raphael waited until Harry walked away before walking up and knocking on the half-open door.

"Please come in."

Raphael walked in and saw the middle-aged man sitting inside who didn't look very happy. He was Nelson Henry.

"Are you Captain Raphael? Please come in. You're welcome. Take a seat."

The tone of his voice was shockingly gentle, and there was a sense of insincerity. Raphael understood that he had been threatened just two minutes ago, so how could he be in a good mood?

She looked around and had to admit that this was a very serious person. The room was filled with various technical materials and theoretical books related to autonomous humanoids, as well as some materials on general industrial robots written in Russian and English.

Regardless of his own opinions, at least when faced with orders from his superiors, he carried them out meticulously.

This might be the reason why he was chosen by the Army Chief of Staff to participate in the experiment even though he hated the autonomous dolls.

"It's a bit messy. No one has been here for a long time and it's not usually cleaned up."

"Colonel, you are so polite."

Nelson smiled awkwardly and stood up to pour some water for Rafael from the water dispenser next to him. Seeing the colonel do this, Rafael hurried to do it himself.

Although she is not a germaphobe and does not have very high requirements for water quality, she will not use a cup that has never been cleaned to hold water.

Nelson froze for a moment, then asked, "You arrived yesterday, right?"

"I wanted to come visit you last night. Harry said it was too late and he didn't want to disturb your rest."

Who disturbed whom? His eyes twitched, and he was so angry that he couldn't vent it. Nelson didn't dare to gamble, what if the little girl in front of him could really contact the boss of the army and complain...

Then his life would be over.

Chapter 122: Frank Announcement

"The Chief of General Staff told me that you have participated in many battles and are an expert in special operations. You have performed very well."

After the two exchanged greetings, the tense atmosphere, although not much dissipated, gradually began to get back on track.