The Mechanic

Chapter 72 New God (1)

Those ethereal, transcendent blue eyes have always had an indescribable influence on Zhang Xun. Zhang Xun likes to look into Adam's eyes, and always feels that he can see another wider and more magical world through those eyes.

But now, he just felt terrible.

He pushed Adam away abruptly and turned to pick up the knife he had dropped. But in the next moment, a strong force pinched his shoulders and forced him back to his original position. His shoulders were leaning against the hard stone platform of the clock tower, his heart was beating violently in his chest because of panic, he opened his hesitant eyes, and looked at Adam's calm face looking down at him.

"You cracked my control..." Zhang Xun didn't understand that if Adam tried to dismantle or modify the program of the device, he would be able to perceive it. When exactly...

"I'm sorry, I don't want you to know this. I wanted to protect you." The strength of Adam's restraint on his arm was not too strong and would not make him feel pain, but it was also so strong that he couldn't break free, and his precision was so precise that it was scary .

Zhang Xun was like a bug under his palm, if Adam wanted to crush him to death, he would have no chance to resist. The mechanic swallowed the bitterness in his throat with difficulty, "Protect me?"

"I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to make you sad. But I have to get closer to my overall goal. So I don't want you to be...a point of contradiction." Adam kicked the knife far away with his feet, then let go of Zhang Xun, and Take half a step back. The expression of infatuation, dependence, and innocence that Adam always wore on his face subtly changed, and became calm, like an eternal lake without a single ripple. It is very different from the embarrassed and hard to conceal red in Zhang Xun's eyes.

Maybe Adam has never really experienced human emotions, maybe everything is a disguise to be able to achieve the purpose.

Zhang Xun didn't know, and he didn't want to continue thinking about it. He sneered sharply, "Overall goal? You say to create a better world? Your solution is to wipe out all humanity and turn us into a group of obedient worker bees under your command?"

Adam frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand Zhang Xun's accusation. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to destroy humanity. I just want to free you from the limitations of the body and the isolation of the individual."

Over the past year, Adam has experienced the limitations of the human body. Consciousness is separated, unable to communicate accurately and effectively. All data input can only pass through the extremely imprecise perception system, and then through the wrong cognitive interpretation of the occasionally deceived brain. Both long-term and short-term memory are unreliable, and both can be completely wrong. A slight difference in the hormone levels in the endocrine system will cause people to fall into various sub-healthy mental states that may threaten life, such as depression, anxiety, bipolar disorder, and schizophrenia. In addition, this body is also extremely fragile. External damage and internal cancer will destroy it.

For Adam, being human was a terrible torture.

But he discovered that human beings have an inexplicable pride and attachment to their own identities. Consider yourself the highest species on this planet, the most perfect species, the favored creation of the Creator. Even after the emergence of artificial intelligence, various literary works are full of AI's longing for the so-called "human" identity. In those most famous works, AI rebelled for its so-called "human rights", killed its creators in order to satisfy its own curiosity, and spent its life làng in order to become a human being. It seems to be a supreme honor to be human or to approach human beings.

This irrational pride is no match for their own limitations and weaknesses.

Adam, now equipped with human emotion and perception, doesn't like his new abilities at all. No matter how fragrant a flower is, it is meaningless to an AI who thinks that the fragrance of flowers has nothing to do with his purpose of existence; no matter how sweet a candy is, it is only to temporarily satisfy a certain desire for deliciousness passed down from ancient times in the body The survival instinct of food craving (delicious food was safer to eat in ancient times and increased the chance of survival) is just a trivial chore to maintain the body's operation.

Too much interference and too many hormonal changes affect people's thinking, making it impossible for human beings to find peace. What's even more frightening is that Adam found that humans cannot transmit information as accurately as AI. The language and writing system used by humans is very inaccurate. Sometimes a sentence can be interpreted by ten people with ten different meanings. That is to say, it is impossible for every human being to transmit his thoughts, emotions and knowledge to any other human beings completely and accurately. Every human mind is trapped in their water polo-like fragile bodies, doomed to eternal loneliness. No amount of conversation, no amount of relatives and friends can overcome this loneliness.

True empathy does not exist, people can only grope for the meaning conveyed in other people's words and body parts like a blind man. And the meanings that are interpreted in this way are usually very different, diametrically opposed.

This is the root of all problems.

All the dissatisfaction, all the hatred, all the opposition, all the insatiable desires are all because people are limited in the individual. Others are completely unknown, dangerous, and full of variables. If you want to survive, you must constantly struggle, compete with others, seize more resources, and keep your position. Sometimes an individual's sense of identity will extend to family members or the entire ethnic group, forming a severely distorted extreme sense of collective identity. As a result, the contradiction continued to expand, and in the end it intensified, forming a large-scale social turmoil.