Chapter 295: Artificial Intelligence
Chapter 295: Artificial Intelligence
"Mr. Leon, you shouldn't call me Aethia."
Instead of immediately answering Leon's question, Aethia 128, who was stuffed into the box, spoke with a serious tone, "The only one who can truly be called Aethia is the prototype Aethia 01, which the Corlock Kingdom spent three hundred years creating. You should call me Aethia 128."
"I've only met one 'Aethia', and since I don't differentiate between you, there's no need to emphasize your serial number every time, right?"
Leon furrowed his brows at this, "Moreover, not only do you possess intelligence and thinking abilities, but you even understand the fear of death, almost qualifying as a separate life form. Haven't you ever thought of giving yourself a name?"
"Mr. Leon, names are used to differentiate individuals with independent consciousness. But I am merely a subordinate unit of Aethia 01, and I must follow her instructions, so..."
"The same goes for me."
After some thought, Leon replied, "I am a resident of the Kingdom, and I must abide by its laws and orders, but that doesn't mean I'm not an independent individual... Can we not make a fuss about names? You still haven't answered my question."
"I apologize. Your statement has caused some confusion in my calculations, resulting in a temporary decrease in functionality. But this doesn't seem like a bad thing. I hope you can chat with me more often, and if you're willing, you can call me Aethia from now on."
After a few seconds of buzzing, Aethia spoke calmly, "Regarding your previous question.
The Corlock Kingdom is currently very stable. There hasn't been an unnatural death in thirty years, except for the constant shortage of energy. With the help of Aethia 01, everyone has found the best position to utilize their talents, and their health is also guaranteed.
As for the Twin Branch of the Purification Bureau, considering that most of them have extremely bad criminal records, they are unstable factors that threaten public safety. Therefore, all the surviving members have had micro differential machines implanted in their subcutaneous tissue for positioning and calculations. This is supplemented by an embedded information chip in the back of their necks for simple control and management.
Lastly, regarding the Aquarius Director you mentioned, I didn't find any relevant records from Aethia 01. However, when Aethia 01 removed the royal family's control over the Corlock Kingdom, this Aquarius Director didn't step in to stop it. So, there's a possibility of some cooperation between them."
What?!
So, the royal family of the Corlock Kingdom has been subdued? The entire Twin Branch is under control? And the current ruler of the Corlock Kingdom is an automaton called Aethia 01?
Leon was stunned and quickly asked, "What happened to the Corlock Kingdom? Why did it suddenly become like this?"
"I'm sorry, I can't answer that question."
Aethia apologized, "The fifteen-box only stores my core computational logic and some of the more important basic data. The vast majority of the detailed information needs to be temporarily accessed through external channels.
For example, regarding the investigation of the Ryan Volcano, the data stored in the fifteen-box only records the final result of the matter. More specific content is stored in the information box of the airship."
"..."
However, that particular box is now gone, destroyed...
Leon rubbed his forehead and asked thoughtfully, "What if I go back and wait a few days to hijack another airship and bring back its information box? Could you then..."
"Please, don't do that!"
Startled by Leon's wild idea, Aethia hurriedly banged on the copper pipe, "Our memory is different from humans. Memory, for us, is a detachable and replaceable thing, but the storage medium is too large and heavy. So, we usually only connect to the corresponding information box when necessary."
The airship we were on wouldn't carry all the information boxes; we usually only had flight data and corresponding national messages on board, allowing us to promptly handle abnormal situations. We wouldn't include any other non-essential information to prevent damage.
Moreover, not all airships have Atifi. Only those docked at the Secret Port and assigned special missions might have Atifi, so please don't go hijacking airships anymore!"
"Why are you so anxious? I was just asking casually..."
Lyon coughed a few times, embarrassed by Atifi's anti-terrorist-like tone, and reluctantly abandoned the idea of another attack with his gang. Instead, he asked, "Aside from obtaining the information box, do you have any other ways to let me know what happened in the Corlock Kingdom?"
"Yes!"
Fearing that Mr. Lyon might do something reckless and hijack two more Atifis to keep her company, Atifi 128 quickly replied, "To facilitate the management of the city's incident handling affairs, all our Atifi information boxes have backups in the Corlock Kingdom's municipal department. As long as you can take me there, I can access any public interface and retrieve the information from those backup boxes."
Then I was beaten up by the cleaners who rushed over, and finally, the Aquarius Director slapped me to death, right?
Hearing this not-so-useful idea, Lyon rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "So you don't know anything else? Aside from chatting with me, you're useless?"
"I can be your assistant!"
Sensing Lyon's disdain, Atifi, concerned for her safety, quickly volunteered, "I can help you record things, handle documents, or... tell you today's weather!"
Hmm? Lyon raised an eyebrow, surprised. "You can predict the weather? Do you have a special sensor?"
"The sensor on the airship was burned, but as long as you can get me the morning paper, I can tell you the weather anytime!"
"..."
"So, you're really useful, huh!" Lyon muttered, exasperated. Without bothering to retort, he continued, "What about handling documents? Can you write?"
"I don't have the corresponding mechanical arm, but I can read it to you. You just need to write it down!"
"..."
"Sure, you're only responsible for 'handling' documents, and I'm just the tool that does the final writing."
Lyon's mouth twitched slightly. Clinging to his last hope, he asked, "What do you mean by recording things for me?"
"Just read it to me, and I guarantee not a single word will be wrong!"
"..."
So, to record things, I have to carry you, weighing seventy or eighty kilograms, everywhere? Why don't I just bring a small notebook? And what you burned wasn't coal but energy modules worth over ten thousand each!
After realizing Atifi's enormous usefulness, Lyon, knowing that the recycling shop wouldn't dare to accept them, almost wanted to dismantle the energy modules and sell them for money.
"Alright, then."
With a sigh, Lyon completely abandoned the idea of utilizing Atifi. Holding the priceless box in his hand, he walked towards the bustling dock in the distance. Then, amidst the bleating of the Black Sheep, he reluctantly took out five copper wheels and bought a standard cabin ticket.
(End of Chapter)
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