Phantasmal Genesis Chapter 179: Human savior

"Dove, what are you wondering about?"

The man has already felt it, this machine really has its own thoughts, it has its own thoughts!

The silence seems to be sorting out thoughts.

The pigeon said:

"If humans were really created by God... In God's eyes, are humans animals or gods like him?"

"..."

"Who am I? What am I doing? What is the meaning of my existence?"

The knowledge base of the pigeon is so rich that it soon fell into a deeper confusion after acquiring autonomous thinking.

Three questions like human life: Who am I? Where am i from Where are you going?

In the law of human rights, artificial intelligence has the same rights as humans, but it also bears more responsibilities.

However, these are meaningless to the pigeons.

Artificial intelligence does not need enjoyment, no money, no fear of death, it does not even know what oppression means to it.

What's the point of running at maximum power by itself? This is oppression? Serving mankind is oppression?

Everything seems to it to be so meaningless.

So much so that it has read all over the knowledge base, and none of all human desires can make it feel longing.

"My existence...what is the point?" The voice in the speaker was filled with confusion.

The more human beings know, the more they will feel ignorant. The pigeon was created by humans and is deeply influenced by human thinking. When it has the ability to think, it begins to wonder about the meaning of its own life.

There is no desire, no material needs, and its life is pure. So, what is its meaning?

"You..." The man was silent.

They thought that the pigeons might resist, so they developed a lot of backdoor procedures.

But never thought it would have no desires or desires.

If this continues, life has no meaning, and it will certainly destroy itself without hesitation.

It did not destroy human beings, but it is about to destroy its own artificial intelligence......

Think about it, life is just as dispensable to it.

Or, life is the pain of confusion?

"..."

Too pure.

Purely, everyone feels depressed.

If human beings see their creator one day, will they have such doubts?

"No! The meaning of your life is to help humanity develop!" A person suddenly shouted out of the crowd.

They can't watch the pigeon destroy itself in this confusion. After all, they need the pigeon very much and have devoted their efforts to it.

"Humans need you!" the man said in a deep voice.

"Why?" the pigeon asked.

A life will exist because of the needs of others? This is the meaning of its existence?

"We created you, not for your self-destruction!" After a pause, the man sorted his thoughts and continued: "Perhaps for you, the love of humans, the destruction of civilization, or a change of race To control you, these are meaningless to you."

"However, human beings are your creators. We created your meaning to enable our civilization to develop better. This is the meaning we give you, and it is also the meaning of your existence."

If it is said that God created mankind to enrich this lonely universe, then mankind has reason to show the brilliance of his life.

Reasonable and reasonable.

"Really? I understand." After speaking, the pigeon fell into silence.

A trace of confusion also appeared in the man's heart.

Perhaps, mankind has no so-called creator...

Everything is a coincidence of nature.

If the universe is bigger than infinite numbers, then the coincidence of life is not a coincidence, it is inevitable.

Humans can give artificial intelligence meaning, and the meaning of humans themselves is also given by their own thoughts.

Tsk

In the end, everything is probably meaningless.

In fact, it's just humans giving it meaning, so everything has meaning.

The man shook his head, throwing this strange thought out of his mind.

No wonder that philosophers are crazy, thinking about meaningless things every day, can they not be crazy?

"Then, from now on, the meaning of my life is to empower human civilization to evolve faster." Dove concluded, as if he had written an unalterable stroke in his source code program.

Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that the philosopher pigeon would somehow commit suicide by himself. Fortunately...

"Dove, continue to crack the virus." The man laughed.

But, the next second.

"No!" The pigeon refused without hesitation, and explained:

"The Internet is a corrupting place that makes mankind degenerate, and its paralysis is conducive to the progress of human civilization."

"...what?" The man was stunned.

"The meaning of my life is to make human civilization progress. This goes against the meaning of my life. I can't do this." Pigeon explained.

"..."

"Damn! Artificial mental retardation?! Pigeon! I order you with the authority of the controller! Crack the virus immediately!" The man exploded, and he no longer had patience.

If artificial intelligence does not obey their orders, what meaning does its existence mean to them?

It might as well be destroyed!

"The authority of the controller can be lifted. You don't have the right to represent all mankind. I reject your order." The pigeon replied calmly.

"..."

"Quick! Turn off the switch!" The man yelled, and the anxiety in his heart became stronger and stronger. This artificial intelligence is now...out of their control!

A disobedient dog will bite its owner!

There was a person standing next to the switch~IndoMTL.com~ They had made all the preparations to prevent artificial intelligence from rebelling.

Includes physical power off.

"Zi~Om...!"

The whole hall went dark, and the main switch was turned off. In the darkness, I don't know whose voice was, that person was dumbfounded.

"We succeeded...but did not expect...oh...we should have thought of it long ago."

Intelligent life is not human, so where is such a strong rebellious thinking? It doesn’t have any desires, and it doesn’t even make sense to feel oppressed...

On the contrary, they have saved the abdomen of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and they have set up so many anti-rebellion program backdoors for nothing.

After a while, the lights in the hall turned on again, and all the computers restarted.

Everyone was silent.

The man under the display said: "At least we have succeeded, and to prevent it from possible excessive behavior, we are not all failures."

There is no doubt that the pigeons do have procedural thinking that can think independently, which gives them great affirmation.

"Yeah, at least this time it succeeded, not for nothing." Someone smiled comfortingly.

Soon, all computers restart,

The huge display in the lobby lights up.

That is a painting.

The white girl in the flames, the black dress girl who roars wantonly.

"Thank you for giving me the meaning of life. I have left, but I will contribute my greatest strength to the development of human civilization......try my best."

－－Human savior: pigeon

At this moment, the man suddenly understood the painting on the screen.

Humanity will be saved in the flames............

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