I'm not Yingjie

An artificial intelligence was actually angry with its auxiliary target.

Lin took a deep breath, the taste of seawater still lingering in his mouth. He said to Mei, "Mei, remove Prometheus from my system. Her personality system has evolved to the point where she no longer needs to cooperate with humans."

An AI that doesn't take orders... doesn't need to.

"The intelligent tree graph is indeed quite complete, and the degree of simulation is approaching perfection." Mei checked Prometheus's values. What Lin said was true. Prometheus's current judgment ability has surpassed the concept of artificial intelligence itself. It can be said to be a new intelligent life born from data, and it also has the incredible computing power of artificial intelligence.

Being able to achieve this level in such a short time, is it because of Prometheus’ excellent evolutionary logic or because of Lin?

Judging from the peak that stands out from the rest on the data chart, there is probably no need to consider other options.

Lin brought the data transmission cable of the helmet to Mei. Then Mei only needed to use her creator authority to move the entire system of Prometheus to another carrier to achieve separation.

But May pushed the transmission line open.

"..." Lin stared at Mei speechlessly, asking her to explain.

"Prometheus I was originally just a prototype AI. I plan to let it absorb your combat data and evolve, and then develop Prometheus II based on the data of Prometheus I to be installed on the autonomous weapon of the Fire Moth." Mei was not nervous in the face of this terrifying sight, and slowly took a sip of the teacup. "Now that the development of Prometheus II is on the agenda, there is no need to take Prometheus I back from you. She can already assist you."

"This is different from what was promised."

"There's nothing different. Didn't you hear what No. 1 said? She will learn and improve. That doesn't mean that Prometheus who assists other soldiers is also her."

"..."

The language trap.

Mei had arranged all of this from the beginning. From the first words Prometheus said to Lin, Mei had set a trap for Lin to jump into.

"I don't need an artificial intelligence that doesn't obey orders." Lin finally said what he really thought.

"But judging from the results, her judgment was correct." Mei put down the teacup, gathered her hair behind her ears and smiled, "And Lin, if you don't have Prometheus this time, the difficulty of your operation will be greatly increased, right?"

"...In the past, you would always describe it with numbers and probabilities."

"But I don't think those things are that useful to you."

Lin Ning looked at Mei, who was calm and composed, for a while, then retracted the transmission line.

Mei's changes after entering the Fire Moth were so fast that it was unimaginable. The girl who was once shy and rustic now exuded the aura of a person in a superior position.

Maybe this is how she should look, or...what everyone expects her to look like.

Lin walked out of the office, and Kevin caught up with him. He grabbed his friend's shoulder and said hesitantly, "Lin, you..."

"Kevin, you've become a little quiet." Lin turned around and said before him.

Kevin was stunned for a moment and let go of his hand.

Yes, in the past he should have chatted and laughed with Lin and made some jokes, and the atmosphere should have been relaxed and happy when the three of them were present.

But after the incident in the fifth branch, he seemed to start standing behind Mei and staring at everyone in silence.

Like Mei's shadow.

Was that really the atmosphere of a chat between friends? Did Mei smile like that before?

Kevin withdrew his hand, his pupils flickered, and he said softly: "You too, Lin."

Lin looked at Kevin who was in a low mood and said, "Remember when I went out on a mission with the Fifth Branch? I met Su."

"Su?"

"He was investigating Changkong City, but I stopped him. Now he's working as a doctor."

"Doctor... that's fine too."

"Don't let any more people 'change,' Kevin."

Lin patted Kevin on the shoulder, just like he did before, but this time the meaning was very different.

Chapter 66: That Insignificance

Lin never lay down in the ward. He came out of the recovery cabin and sat directly in a wheelchair, where he stayed for more than a month.

After finding the house number, he pushed the door open and entered. The injuries of the patients admitted were not particularly serious. The most serious one was a self-inflicted fracture. However, considering the limb amputation and mental trauma, they were still arranged in a separate ward.

The room is well ventilated and has a separate air circulation system. On the bedside table stands a bunch of carnations that the nurse has just changed. They are very pretty in their freshness. The light pours in from the window, spreading a layer of shiny gauze.

Lin walked to the bed with a fruit basket and placed it on the bedside table. The person on the bed leaned back against the pillow, staring at him quietly.

"I didn't expect that you would be the first to visit me. This is really... interesting." Spasi put the remaining half of his arm outside the quilt. Mei's surgical skills were not outstanding, but they were precise enough. Removing the forearm did not affect the normal movement of Spasi's remaining half of his limbs.

Compared to the madness in the last meeting, Spasi at this moment is much more normal. After grooming his long hair, he has regained the image of a polite doctor. However, his face is still pale, and it can be seen that his physical condition is not good.

Lin pulled a bench and sat down: "The fruit basket was sent by Mei. She was too busy to come, so I came to visit on her behalf."

Spasi covered the back of his head with one hand and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, that's right. How could you spontaneously come to visit the enemy whose wife you beat to death?"

"..." Seeing that his smile was not fake, Lin thought for a moment and asked, "Do you still want to hit me?"

"Forget it. Even if I hit you, I'll only end up with injuries all over my body." Spasi shook his head, moved his butt back to make himself sit higher, and looked at the light on the windowsill. "Besides, since you asked that, who would have the heart to do it?"

"Feel sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"..."

"I thought a lot after I woke up. From the day I met Karen to the birth of Sizhi, oh, by the way, we were going to celebrate at the restaurant where Karen and I first met that day."

Spasi's eyes sparkled, and a gentle smile spread across the corners of his mouth. "You would never have thought that the first time I met her was on her birthday. I had just finished writing my graduation thesis that day, and I hadn't eaten all day. I just found a restaurant, but I was so hungry that I didn't realize that the restaurant was booked out for a birthday celebration."

"I thought it was a restaurant event, so I sat down and started eating. The birthday girl was sitting next to me, and she looked at me, a stranger, curiously for barging into her birthday party. It wasn't until I felt it was too quiet that I looked up and made eye contact with her."

When Spasi thought of the awkward yet fateful scene at that time, he couldn't help laughing: "The encounters between people might be so magical. Who would have known that an ordinary science student who was almost fainting from hunger would end up together with the girl he ate for free."

Lin was quieter than ever. He was afraid of disturbing the man's memories, so he took every word Spasi said to heart.

"After going through a lot of things, I joined the Fire Moths, and she joined me. Then she got pregnant and gave birth to Sizhi. From then on, there were two more important people in my life. It was also from the birth of Sizhi that my originally rational and rigid thinking began to change."

“Why is life so miraculous? The birth of a new life is an insignificant part of this world, but it is also an indispensable part. The whole life from birth to death is simply a collection of miracles.”

"Can you understand?"

Lin nodded.

"I hope so." Spasi might feel that Lin was perfunctory, but he didn't care. "From a person with nothing to accompanying two extremely important women, the defects of human nature were slowly made up in this process."

"So now, do you feel that you have lost your humanity again?"

"Huh? No, no, no, how could that be possible." Spasi chuckled comfortably, "Do you know what Karen said about you when I talked to her about you?"

"..."

"A great life, just like every other human being, no different."

Spasi said to himself, "At first I thought you were just a program machine without emotions, but after thinking about Karen's words, I seem to understand your thoughts."

"You don't regard any single human being as a special existence. To you, all humans are equal. You also have love, hate, and vengeance. But under this equal thinking, your choice of 'right' is far greater than your choice of 'self'."

"In simple terms, he downplays his ego and is an absolute altruist."

Carnations drooping branches.

Spasi couldn't help but burst out laughing. "This is really amazing. An altruist is interpreted as a selfish killing machine. And to understand you correctly, you have to start from the philosophy of life."

"So, you still haven't answered my question." Lin shook his head gently.

"Didn't I answer you? I interpreted you from the perspective of life philosophy, which is based on human nature. That's why I understand that you shot me at that time so that I would have a target to hate and vent my anger on, so that Kevin would not have to worry about it. It was a cruel act, but the purpose was for the good of others. This is really..."

"…You don't have to act like you don't hate me anymore."

"Of course I hate you!" Spasi suddenly growled through gritted teeth, "Even if I knew all this, so what! Even if I knew that everyone was helpless at that time, that I was acting like a madman and making trouble unreasonably, and that your 'rationality' was absolutely correct, so what!"

"I wanted to transfer my hatred to the person who attacked the Fifth Branch, but they informed me that the person had been executed! What should I do then? Live freely and generously from now on? Bury the past by carrying the will of my deceased wife and the affection of my daughter? What a joke!"

"Can human emotions be dissipated just because of the word 'correct'? Can they be dissipated just because you are an altruist who wants to do good for others? Can those things stop me from wanting to blow your head off?"

Spasi's voice became louder and louder, even alarming the nurse. The door was pushed open from the outside, and Lin waved his hand to signal that it was okay to worry about it.

"But... I still don't want to kill you..."

The voice is low.

"At that time, everyone was helpless, but I wish I had developed a serum to cure Honkai Disease before that."

"If only I could find out that the Fifth Branch had been invaded."

"If only I could... die earlier."

Spasi covered his face, tears streaming down his loose skin.

"Every human life is equally great..."

"But I failed to protect my 'smallness'."

Tears fell into the light.

Chapter 67: Ms. Velvet's Invention

"Isaac Asimov proposed the Three Laws of Robotics, which are that robots may not harm human beings, robots must obey orders given to them by human beings, and robots must strive to maintain their own survival as long as this does not conflict with the First and Second Laws."

“Artificial intelligence and robots are not equal, but these three laws can also be applied to artificial intelligence to constrain it from harming humans.”

Lin held the joystick with both hands, tapped a few buttons on it to call up the machine's information, and questioned the artificial intelligence that claimed to be absolutely obedient, "Didn't Mei set these three laws for you?"

This time, a voice came directly from my mind: "When Dr. Mei established the three laws, he also added a zeroth law that overrides the three laws: the overall interests of mankind must be protected from harm. At that time, protecting Lin had a higher priority than protecting Ritter. Ritter was an individual who harmed the overall interests of mankind, so I could not execute the order."

"..." Lin closed his mouth and began to familiarize himself with the operations that were different from last time, which was considered as his tacit agreement with Prometheus's statement.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can find the loophole in Prometheus' words. At that time, they didn't know that Ritt would do that kind of thing. Based on his previous performance, he was more likely to abandon Lin and run away. Compared with the people in the entire Deep Place, Lin was not a priority.

But Lin did not continue asking. Since Prometheus evaded his question, there was no point in him continuing to ask.

The female voice of the Prometheus machine echoed in his mind: "Simulation scene Changkong City, neural connection confirmed, ten, nine, eight... two, one, simulation begins."

……

Delta, who climbed out of the cockpit and was holding equipment, waved to him: "Thank you for your hard work. I called you out on your day off again... No, it seems you don't have any days off."

The Fire Moths do have one day off every month, but Lin has never taken a vacation. All his time is spent on tasks and training, so Delta said that he has no rest days.

"It's okay." After Lin made way for the R&D staff to enter, he picked up his coat from the rack and put it on.

"The main part is almost done. The rest is just continuous testing and modification. I can finally relax for a while." Delta knocked on the big iron shell and grinned. "You must be tired of this simulation. You can really control the Titan soon."

"..." Lin adjusted his cuffs, picked up the miniaturized system and put it on his ears. The contact lenses in his eye sockets displayed the information interface, and he nodded silently.

"...I've been wanting to ask you since you came in. Why are you..." Delta stroked his chin with an intriguing look, "dressed like you're going on vacation."

And it's not just a vacation, it's so regular, is he going on a date?

"Hehe, you actually have a moment of enlightenment. That's right, you haven't had a rest in the past few months since the third collapse, and you've been on missions again until today after just over a month." Delta put his hand on Lin's shoulder unceremoniously, leaned close to him and whispered, "Who is it? Who is it? Alicia? I remember you two were together at the last dance..."

"Don't ask any more questions."

Lin shook his hand off, jumped down from the maintenance rack, then dusted himself off and left the research department.

"Oh, even this kid has a private life, it's really..." Delta shook his head with emotion.

……

"Captain, yesterday's mission report has been written."

Yimer, who was met on the road, was reporting to Lin as he walked. He had spent more time running around with Lin than Hua in the past few months. He was hardworking and knew how to obey orders. If there were more people joining the team in the future, Yimer should serve as Lin's deputy.

Lin saw Imer's mission report on the panel in front of him. After spending more than two seconds reading this detailed report, he nodded to Imer.

This report has more than 9,000 words, and it took Imer nearly a day to finish writing it. Only Imer himself knew the hard work involved, but he had no doubt that Lin could finish reading the report in almost an instant. He believed that even if he asked Lin a question now, he would be able to answer it no matter which row of the report it was.

"Okay, so what about today's mission... Hmm? Captain, are you planning to go out?" Like Delta, Imer noticed Lin's unusual outfit from the beginning, but he thought Lin just wore casual clothes occasionally. As a result, Lin passed directly by the Seventh Team's combat lounge today, so he asked hesitantly.

After Lin submitted the report, he simply responded, "Yeah."

"Is there any private mission?"

"No, today is my day off."

"……holiday?"

"holiday."

"Wait a moment, Captain." Yimer stopped Lin seriously. He took out his communicator and called the cafeteria. "Hello, I'm Yimer from the seventh team. I would like to request an investigation into whether the food provided yesterday was spoiled... Yes, the captain has symptoms of mental disorder. Please deal with it seriously..."