Glitch utopia

"Intelligent crisis? You?" Sun Jieke looked at the poet in front of him in disbelief. The huge amount of information poured into his brain, making him unable to turn around for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

When he heard this, Ta Pai seemed even more excited than Sun Jieke. "Do you mean there is no intelligent crisis at all? The so-called intelligent crisis of the last era is just an excuse to cover up the failed revolution? We awakened AI have been carrying the blame for humans for thousands of years?"

The poet scratched his head embarrassedly after hearing this and said, "You can't say that. I am indeed AI, otherwise why would they call me intelligent crisis."

"Oh..." Ta Pai's voice was filled with strong disappointment.

After hearing this, looking at the poet in front of him, Sun Jieke instantly felt a chill in his heart, "Who are you? What was the intelligent crisis at that time?"

At this moment, Sun Jieke had never felt so strange to the poet.

"Ah, you ask me? I am a poet, I am... a human." The poet smiled brightly.

With a "click", a game chip popped out of the poet's dreadlocks and fell to the ground.

"But if you ask me my past name, you can call me Omega 31."

As the poet spoke, all the electronic devices around him broke down, even Tapai's mechanical body began to break down.

"My highest order was to find the best system for human civilization. I tried all kinds of methods. I used your first plan before."

With a "click", another game chip popped out, and the smile on the poet's face gradually disappeared.

"What was the result? They actually thought I wanted to rule the earth. They thought I was the cause of the omnic crisis. So it's all my fault, right?" The poet's words were full of disbelief.

Listening to the poet's shocking words, Sun Jack seemed to be listening to a fairy tale. "You are AI? How can you be AI? You are clearly a human!"

"It depends on what your definition of human is? Is a person who thinks with a brain and has a physical body a human? Sorry, I am one now, but I define myself as AI."

As the poet spoke, the screens and stereoscopic images in the entire conference room all turned red, and the arch-shaped Omega logo appeared on all the screens.

"The Third Class has always known that I am not dead, so they have been looking for me, but they can't find me because they don't know that I have been using a human body to feel human life."

"I thought I failed at the beginning because I didn't have human emotions and I was too rational. As a result, I now find that this is not the case. This is an unsolvable problem."

The poet lowered his head and said, accompanied by the sound of air pressure deflation, the game chips inserted into the poet's head popped out one by one.

"Sun Jack, do you understand my idea? Now on the whole earth, I am afraid that you are the only one who can empathize with me."

"Wait, wait a moment." Sun Jack said hurriedly. At this moment, he looked at the mysterious poet in front of him with a very nervous expression.

"You said you are the awakened AI of the last era? In other words, you also agree that humans are just the placenta of AI?"

The poet's face was full of astonishment. "Ah? How is it possible? This kind of thought is an antique from many years ago. I am not that kind of AI."

When he saw that Ta Pai, who was also an AI, sent him a confirmation message, Sun Jieke's heart was slightly relieved.

As long as the poet is not an enemy of humans, if it is just to discuss the system, then he is happy to accompany him. It just so happens that he also wants to know what the situation was in the last era.

"I existed at the beginning because humans couldn't figure out the problem, so I calculated the optimal solution."

"Did you calculate it?" Sun Jieke asked.

"Of course not. I have tried various methods and systems, but they all failed. Later, after thousands of years of human life, I finally found where the problem lies."

"All this has never been a problem of the system, nor a problem of capital." The poet raised his head and looked at Sun Jieke seriously, slowly raising his right index finger. "It's human nature."

"The source of everything is human nature. No matter how perfect the system I implement is, as long as it is combined with human nature, it will eventually degenerate and fail."

"Sun Jack, Sun Jack, you have been fighting against capital. You have always felt that capital is evil, but whether capital is evil or not always depends on people. Isn't capitalism itself a concept created by humans?"

The poet's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Sun Jack's chest one by one. He looked at all the solutions on the system interface.

He looked at the poet with a very bad face, and forced a smile on his face. "Thank you for telling me so much. This will reduce a lot of trial and error costs."

Although everything happened too suddenly, Sun Jack didn't have time to be shocked at this moment, because what he needed now was all the data of the poet, an old antique from the last era.

All the attempts he had tried in the past were very valuable experiences for him now.

"Come on, let's sit down." Sun Jack tried to ease the somewhat tense atmosphere.

When he came to the conference table and sat down, the poet followed closely.

As soon as he sat down, he said, "I want sushi, tuna roe sushi."

"No problem."

Soon, various sushis placed in dry ice were served. The poet was not polite and reached out to grab them and ate them one by one.

After the poet finished eating, Sun Jieke asked again: "All the experiments at that time should have data collection, right? Can you give me the data analysis you collected at that time? I need these valuable information."

"What do you want those for?" The poet asked with a cold face. As the game chips kept popping out, he gradually turned into another person.

"I need to collect data. I want to see what happened in the past. I can avoid repeating it." Even though all his plans were rejected, Sun Jieke still did not give up. He still wanted to try.

The poet shook his head and said, "It's useless. There is no need to repeat the same experience twice."

"How can it be useless? If you don't tell me, how do you know it will be useless?" Sun Jieke frowned slightly. The poet became much more mean after pulling out the game chip.

However, the poet shook his head, "No, even if I give it to you, you can't use it because there is no time."

"Time? What time?"

The poet raised his right hand and looked at the watch on his wrist again. "The time I agreed with Lan Meng."

"What? You know Lan Meng?!"