Super Fantasy Big Bang

"Pigeon, what are you wondering about?"

The man has already sensed that this machine really has a mind of its own, it has a mind of its own!

Silent, seems to be sorting out his thoughts.

Pigeon said:

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

"..."

"Who am I? What am I going to do? What is the meaning of my existence?"

The pigeon's knowledge base is so rich that it soon fell into deeper confusion after gaining independent thinking.

Just like human beings, life asks three questions: Who am I? Where do I come from? Where are you going?

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

However, these are meaningless to the pigeons.

AI needs no enjoyment, no money, no fear of death, it doesn't even know what oppression means to it.

Even if it runs at maximum power, what's the point? This is oppression? Serving humanity is oppression?

Everything seems so meaningless to it.

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

"What is the meaning of my existence?" The voice in the speaker was full of confusion.

The more humans know, the more they 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 doubt the meaning of its own life.

There is no desire, no material needs, its life is pure, so what is its meaning?

"You..." The man was silent.

They thought that the pigeons might resist, so they made a lot of backdoor programs.

But it never occurred to me that it has no desires or desires.

If this continues, life is meaningless, and it will definitely self-destruct without hesitation.

Artificial intelligence that did not destroy mankind, but was about to destroy itself...

Come to think of it, life is also dispensable to it.

Or is life a misery of confusion?

"..."

It's so pure.

Purely made everyone feel depressed.

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

"No! The meaning of your life is to help mankind develop!" In the crowd, a person suddenly shouted.

They couldn't watch the pigeon destroy itself in this confusion, after all, they needed the pigeon badly and put their heart and soul into it.

"Humanity needs you!" the man said in a deep voice.

"Why?" asked the pigeon.

Does a life exist because of the needs of others? That's what it's for?

"We didn't create you for you to destroy yourself!" After a pause, the man collected his thoughts and continued: "Maybe for you, human love, the destruction of civilization, or another race to control you , these are meaningless to you."

"However, human beings are your creators. The meaning we created you is 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 human beings to enrich this lonely universe, then it is reasonable for human beings to show the brilliance of their lives.

reasonable.

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

There was also a trace of confusion in the man's heart.

Perhaps, human beings do not have a so-called creator...

Everything is a coincidence of nature.

If the universe is larger than infinity, then the coincidence of life is not a coincidence, it is inevitable.

Human beings can give meaning to artificial intelligence, and the meaning of human beings is also given by their own thoughts.

Tsk

In the end, everything is probably meaningless.

In fact, it is only human beings who endow it with meaning, so everything has meaning.

The man shook his head,

Get this weird thought out of your head.

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

"Then, from now on, the meaning of my life is to give human civilization a faster evolution." Pigeon concluded, as if he had written an unchangeable stroke in his own source code program.

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

"Pigeon, continue to crack the virus." The man smiled.

However, the next second.

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

"The Internet is a corrupt place that degrades human beings, 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, which goes against the meaning of my life, and I can't do that." Pigeon explained.

"..."

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

If the AI ​​doesn't follow their orders, what does its existence mean to them?

It would be better to be destroyed!

"The authority of the controller can be lifted. You have no right to represent all mankind. I refuse your order." The pigeon replied calmly.

"..."

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

A disobedient dog will bite its owner!

There was already a person standing by the switch, and they had made all the preparations to prevent the artificial intelligence from mutinying.

Includes physical power outages.

"Zi~ um...!"

The whole hall was dark, the main electric switch was turned off, in the darkness, someone's voice was unknown, and that person couldn't laugh or cry.

"We made it...but didn't expect...well...we should have thought of it earlier."

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

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

After a while, the lights in the hall came back on, and all the computers started to restart.

Everyone was silent.

The man under the display said: "At least we have succeeded, and prevented it from possible excesses. We are not all failures."

Undoubtedly, pigeons do possess procedural thinking that can think independently, which gives them great affirmation.

"Yeah, at least it's a success this time, and it's not a waste of time." Someone smiled comfortingly.

Soon, all computers restarted,

The huge display in the hall lit up.

That is a painting.

The girl in white clothes in the flames, the girl in black dress roaring wantonly.

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

——The savior of mankind: the pigeon

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

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

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