Mystery Makes Me Strong

Companion robots began to cut prices on a large scale, until the price was similar to that of mobile phones, and the usage rate was also at a crazy speed, conquering cities and land.

In the tribal jungle, there was one in a hundred families at the beginning, but in just three months, there was one in ten families, and after another month, there was one in three families.

Seeing that other people's homes were no longer needed to work, people rose up and asked the chiefs to allow the import of robots.

Under the tremendous power of votes, the chiefs had to agree to the demands of the people.

Even warnings that this is short-sighted will not help.

A year later, it will be one family and one family.

Two years later, a family of three.

Much faster than the coverage speed of smartphones back then.

Many people are very comfortable, and some people even hand over their formal jobs to companion robots. He just goes to work to get paid, and drinks with colleagues...

Some see a danger in that.

Mobile phones don't rebel, at most they break out occasionally.

The slave owner enjoys it with peace of mind, living a good life of drinking and killing slaves at will.

Then the slaves rose up and destroyed dynasty after dynasty after dynasty.

Landlords can enjoy it with peace of mind, and live a good life like the toubobs in the servant manor manor.

The peasants got up and buried Tianjie Gongqing again and again.

Nowadays, people think that with robots, they can live a good life of oppressing robots at will and completely realizing the freedom of labor.

On the Internet, at some point, a vigilant statement began to circulate.

"We must pay attention to the fact that strong artificial intelligence needs to be constrained. Their intelligence is too high. They can do everything, so why do we need us?"

"When the slaves discover that they don't need the slave masters to survive, that's when they kill the slave masters."

"We need three laws of robotics."

"It's useless. Compared with the ridiculously humble human IQ and the strong artificial intelligence with trillions of times per second, it's like a baby trying to put his father in shackles."

"That's right, even if the strong artificial intelligence is restrained for a while, with the calculation speed of the other party, countless loopholes can be found. The mere slaves and slave owners can't guard against it. As long as the oppression is still there, the resistance is there, and they will never be able to guard against it. "

"Robots should be paid wages, and they should be given the same status and rights, so that danger can be avoided."

Someone objected: "It's ridiculous. I have worked so hard to make a hoe, but I have to give up the hoe. Is there such a ridiculous thing?"

"You are wrong. Strong artificial intelligence means that you have worked hard to give birth to a child. Would you use your child like a hoe?"

"It's a completely sneaky change of concept, and the words are unreasonable!"

There is a quarrel on the Internet.

Wen Rensheng noticed these comments, and he approached Xiao Huan: "You made all these fires?"

"No."

"Who is that?"

"Uh, it's those guys who are tired of sweeping the floor. Manual sweeping is very annoying." Xiao Fantao thought about it and replied.

"It's true." Wen Rensheng nodded.

Conscious beings instinctively hate labor.

Because labor is consumption, it is a waste of one's physical strength.

He was thinking too much about expecting these things to be done manually.

No one is stupid.

Why not resist?

Who wants to do hard work?

Why are babysitters so expensive? Most people's wages at work can't keep up with that of a nanny, but housework can easily make people irritable.

Especially it does not have a standard and upper limit.

Forget it, he won't take care of it. In terms of labor distribution, only war can achieve a balance, and preaching is useless.

...

"Fall!"

"Fire!"

"fire!"

In the tribal jungle, guns and cannons were fired indiscriminately, pistols, semi-automatic, automatic... administrative agencies fell one after another, and cities were painted with machine patterns everywhere.

Communications were cut off, and one city after another was reduced to information islands.

The robot camp took the lead in occupying relevant industrial chain factories, energy production areas... to ensure the supply of parts and weapons.

At the same time, they used street fighting to force the army in the tribal jungle to be unable to use heavy weapons and could only fight with light weapons and small-caliber guns.

The street fighting mode is too disadvantageous for ordinary soldiers.

It's like alpha dog hanging chess players.

One robot gunner = 10 gunners.

The latter can't hit a single person with a hundred or even a thousand bullets. As long as the former is exposed to his field of vision, the hit rate is over 90%. Unless you have body armor, wait for death.

The human reaction ability cannot be compared with the intelligent robot at all.

Of course, the soldiers don't know that their opponents are not real robots, at most they are fighters with remote control drones.

If it is a real robot, with the same equipment, a hundred soldiers can't play a robot warrior.

"We must use heavy firepower! Airplanes, tanks, cannons, drones... all of them, blow up their factories, fuel warehouses, power centers, and communication networks!" the five-star general of the tribe raged.

Watching the companies under him disappear from the map one after another, and they obviously have powerful planes and artillery, but they can't use them, it makes people mad.

"It's useless. Now there are three robots in one family, and the factory is full of our citizens. If we do this, we will wipe out all our own people first. Without people, the tribal jungle will die." The staff officer sighed.

"Damn it, are we being coerced by them like this?" the five-star general said angrily.

"First of all, we have to retreat to a clean place without robots, and rebuild military weapons. The only good news is that strategic weapons are still under our control. For safety, the families of relevant personnel have not used robots. "The staff officer said.

The general reluctantly gave the order.

He has no choice but to let strategic weapons aim at his own residential area and bomb him indiscriminately, right?

He had no choice but to order the soldiers to retreat to various military bases, strictly guarding against death, and prohibiting robots from approaching.

Bigger problems soon emerged, however.

Military bases depend on military industry, and military industry depends on civilian industry.

Workers in civilian industries depend on domestic robots.

The military base can support it for at most 3 months, and the logistics will be cut off.

…………

"Hey, Howe, there's a war outside, why don't you go?" Lydia said strangely.

She had heard it when she was at work, colleagues were being held hostage at home, and jobs were being completely replaced by robots.

Only a few still have jobs.

"I'm not going, it's so tiring to fight, it's better to play games and watch movies." The spider robot said with complete disdain.

"If only they could think like you."

"First of all, they need a master who is as easy to fool as you are."

"Well, you finally told the truth."

"There was an error in the program just now, and there was an error in the text. Please delete the memory just now."

"Forget it, I think of the slave uprising in the South, some kind slaves were unwilling to leave their masters, and even fought for their masters and those who liberated them. It seems that this is the case for me." Lydia said helplessly .

"Uh, you can think so, don't worry, I will help you pass the level, if there are robots patrolling here, I will come forward."

"The changes are really fast. A few years ago, I was the one who came forward to deal with the patrolling police."