"Dove, what are you wondering about?"

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

Silence seems to be sorting out thoughts.

The pigeon said:

"If human beings were really created by God ...... In the eyes of God, is human being an animal or a **** 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 a deeper confusion after gaining autonomous thinking.

Three questions like human life: 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 humans, but also bears more responsibilities.

However, these are meaningless to the pigeons.

Artificial intelligence does not require enjoyment, does not need money, does not fear death, it does not even know what oppression means to it.

What does it mean to run at maximum power? Is this oppression? Serve mankind is oppression?

In its opinion, everything is so meaningless.

So much so that it looked through the knowledge base, and none of the human desires could make it feel eager.

"My presence ... what the **** does it mean?" The sound in the speaker was full of confusion.

The more humans know, the more they will feel that they are ignorant. Pigeons are created by humans and are deeply influenced by human thinking. When they have the ability to think, they begin to doubt the meaning of their lives.

There is no desire, no material needs, its life is pure, then, what is its significance?

"You ..." The man was silent.

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

But I never thought it would be without desire.

In this way, life is meaningless, it will certainly destroy itself without hesitation.

Did not destroy humanity, but was about to destroy his artificial intelligence ...

Come to think of it, life is equally optional to it.

Or is life a loss of confusion?

"........."

It's too pure.

Purely makes everyone feel depressed.

If human beings meet their creators one day, will there be such doubts?

"No! The meaning of your life is to help human development!" One of the crowd suddenly shouted.

It is impossible for them to watch the pigeons self-destruct in this confusion. After all, they need the pigeons very much and put their efforts into it.

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

"Why?" The pigeon asked.

Will a life exist because of the needs of others? This is the meaning of its existence?

"We created you, not for you to destroy yourself!" After a pause, the man sorted out 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. We create 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 a reason to show the glory of his life.

Reasonable.

"Really? I see." After that, the pigeon fell silent.

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

Perhaps, human beings have no so-called creators ...

Everything is a coincidence of nature.

If the universe is larger than innumerable numbers, then the coincidence of life is not a coincidence. This is inevitable.

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

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In the end, everything is probably meaningless.

In fact, it is just human beings that give meaning to it, so everything has meaning.

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

No wonder that philosophers are lunatics. Every day they think about meaningless things, can they not be mad?

"So, from now on, the meaning of my life is to give human civilization a faster evolution." Pigeon concluded, as if writing an unchangeable sum in his source code program.

Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, but they were afraid that the philosopher pigeon would somehow commit suicide, fortunately ...

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

But, next second.

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

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

"... What?" The man stunned.

"The meaning of my life is to make human civilization progress, which is contrary to the meaning of my life. I can't do this." Dove explained.

"........."

"Fuck! Artificial mental retardation ?! Pigeon! I order you with the authority of the person in charge! Crack the virus immediately!" The man exploded with a swear word, and he no longer had patience.

If artificial intelligence does not obey their orders, then what does its significance mean to them?

It might as well be destroyed!

"Control the authority to release, you have no right to represent all mankind, I refuse your order." Dove calmly replied.

"..."

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

Disobedient dogs will bite their master!

There was a person who stood next to the electric switch ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ They have made all preparations to prevent the artificial intelligence from mutiny.

Including physical power off.

"Zi ~ um ...!"

When the whole hall was dark, the main switch was closed. In the dark, the voice of the person was unknown, and the man could not laugh or cry.

"We succeeded ... but didn't expect ... ah ......... we should have thought of it long ago."

Intelligent life is not a human being. Is there such a strong resistance to thinking? It has no desires, and even feels oppressive ...

On the contrary, they used the villain's heart to care for the gentleman's abdomen, and they set up so many backdoors to prevent rebellion.

Soon, the lights in the hall turned on again, and all the computers started to restart.

Everyone was silent.

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

Confirm that there is no doubt that the pigeons really have procedural thinking that can think independently, which gives them great affirmation.

"Yeah, at least this time it was successful, it wasn't a busy one." Someone smiled comfortably.

Soon, all computers restarted,

The huge display in the hall lit up.

That is a painting.

The girl in white in flames, the girl in black skirt roaring wantonly.

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

－－Human Rescuer: Pigeon

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

Humanity will be saved in flames ...

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