Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Jinling Institute of Advanced Studies, reception room.

The door opened and I just walked into the Luzhou in the meeting room. I quickly saw Professor Angus, who was sitting on the sofa with a beard and white, and Wang Peng, who was sitting directly opposite him.

Professor Angus was on the line of sight, and Lu Zhou’s face showed a friendly smile, with an ordinary and plain greeting as the opening statement.

"Professor Angus Deton, what is the wind blowing you?"

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, Professor Angus, who is not too young, blinked his eyes, and finally saw that the boat came into the door, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

"Of course it is because of recent events, I thought you knew why I came."

What's the matter?

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou immediately understood something, so after thinking for a moment, he cast a line of sight to Wang Peng, indicating that he would go out first.

Wang Peng, who was sitting on the opposite sofa of Professor Angus, hesitated and stood up.

However, he did not leave the reception room immediately, but walked to the side of Lu Zhou and said.

"...we have heard some bad rumors here, and you have been careful about it recently."

Lu Zhou gave him a reassuring look and smiled and said.

"Reassure, I have no plans to do dangerous things, not to mention the domestic environment is different from that of foreign countries. The troubles faced by Professor Grunster, I believe that we are not a problem here."

After the publication of his paper, the domestic media tacitly chose to silence this thing that has been raging in foreign countries. The radical human movement organization in the country, although it is very noisy, but it is still a bit of a design.

"...No, I don't mean the radical human movement organizations. They really can't say trouble, just..." Wang Peng hesitated for a moment, and glanced at Professor Angus, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and lowered his voice. The voice said, "It’s cia... we got news recently, they seem to be planning something bad."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhou gave a slight glimpse, and then looked at Wang Peng with a strange look.

"...Do you think the CIA can have this level?"

Slightly stunned, Wang Peng did not respond to what Lu Zhou was saying at the beginning, but he quickly remembered the information of the visitor, and his face suddenly showed a subtle expression.

"...it seems a bit reasonable."

Develop a Nobel Prize-winning scholar into a detective...

Even Hollywood will not make such a funny story.

Lu Zhou shrugged and said: "So I said that your fears are superfluous."

Wang Peng: "In short, be careful not to be bad. He is an American after all."

"Reassure, he is not an American at all, I believe he will not do things that are not good for me, let alone..." Lu Zhou paused and said in a joking tone, "I am not weak enough to be one." An old person gives a degree of threat to life safety."

Under the insistence of Lu Zhou, Wang Peng finally left the reception room.

With the departure of Wang Peng, only Professor Angus and Lu Zhou were left in the reception room.

When I got to the sofa opposite Professor Angus, I took the teapot and poured a cup for myself. Then I leaned on the sofa and said.

"I guess you probably have a lot of things to say, you can start now."

Professor Angus said bluntly: "There is only one sentence I want to say. Please stop what you are doing right away! Your research is releasing a terrible demon!"

Looking at the mist above the teacup, Lu Zhou pondered for a while, then said.

"I don't know much about economics and sociology, nor do I understand what the devil you are talking about."

Professor Angus supported the arm of the sofa and sat up. "If you don't understand, I can tell you."

Lu Zhou nodded and made a continued look at him, indicating that he would continue to speak.

Professor Angus: "I need a whiteboard... or a blackboard."

Lu Zhou smiled and said: "No problem, whether it is a whiteboard or a blackboard, there are many here."

When he got up and came to the wall, Lu Zhou helped Professor Angus to hang the whiteboard on the wall.

Picking up the marker, Professor Angus wrote a line-by-line calculation on the whiteboard, and at the same time told his theory to Lu Zhou in a concise language, using a simple curve to anticipate his future economic development.

At the same time, he talked about his concerns about frozen dormancy technology, including the deposition of a large number of assets, including the transfer of the elite to the future, including the solidification of the demographic class, which eventually led to social stagnation.

After all, no one is stupid.

If you can live a better life in the future, who would be willing to stay in an era without dreams, to cultivate this barren land?

"...In any social form, in countless circulations, the means of production are ultimately concentrated from the majority of people and concentrated to a small number of people. So we pass laws, rules, estate taxes, etc. This phenomenon is limited or weakened."

"However, your research will make all our efforts in vain."

After quietly listening to Professor Angus’s theory, Lu Zhou pondered for a while and said.

“Although I admit that your concerns are reasonable, I cannot agree with you.”

"why?"

Lu Zhou smiled and shook his head and said.

“It’s more than human body freezing technology, advanced ai, vr, unmanned automatic production... Too many things can destroy our illusions about pastoral pastoral. If you want to maintain the status quo, I’m afraid only call on the researchers from all over the world. Get up and give up your brain."

Professor Angus said with anger: "You are a sophistry!"

"No, this is not, this is only an objective fact," Lu Zhou shook his head and said quietly, "Technology itself is not guilty, deciding whether it is guilty, how to use it."

Professor Angus immediately asked: "But how do you guarantee that a technology will be used correctly?"

"I can't guarantee that just as politicians can't guarantee the elimination of war, economists can't guarantee that economic growth will always be stable. Even the weatherman can't guarantee that tomorrow's weather will be accurate... so why bother? I will guarantee that my technology will be used in the right place?"

Upon hearing this sentence, Professor Angus was obviously stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, he frowned slightly.

"You are right...but there are some risks that we cannot afford."

"But some risks are inevitable," said Professor Angus, who began to shake things a bit. Lu Zhou continued, "Our civilization is always moving forward. Some things, even if I don't find it, will be in the future." There must be someone to discover."

“Like controllable nuclear fusion, many people may hate me because I have eliminated millions or even tens of millions of jobs. But I also believe that more people will thank me in the future. Although I Let their parents lose the opportunity to continue to sweat in the coal mine, but the material rich future will allow more people to live a more decent life, so that more people have more choices for their future and life. Not working for generations in dangerous mines and small workshops."

This is the law of the development of civilization, even if it will temporarily stagnate, but it will always be forward on a large time scale.

New technologies replace old technologies, advanced productivity replaces backward productivity, and one day artificial intelligence will become more and more intelligent, even like a living human, and one day humans will become their own gods, through the editing of genes. Let yourself be omnipotent...

"...The same is true for cryonics technology. It can provide a chance for many terminally ill patients to have a complete life. It can also allow our civilization to spread the leaves and spread the seeds of civilization to galaxies that are several years away or even further. ”

"As for it may have an impact on our original social order, and even destroy some old ideas... you will definitely have these problems, but I believe that our civilization will eventually find a suitable solution to solve these sources. For our own problems, just as we solve technical problems."

After a pause, looking at Professor Angus, who was in meditation, Lu Zhou said solemnly.

"And these things are your work."