The Mechanic

At this time the door opened, and Zhang Xun came in with his tablet in his arms, and nodded to the four people in the room, "Sorry, I'm late."

Sistine deliberately looked at his watch, "Although we came here uninvited, I heard that the working hours of the Lab are from 9:00 am to 6:00 pm. According to this world, you, as the person in charge here, are still late. One minute. I hope the AI ​​you train won't be as unpunctual as you are."

Zhang Xun didn't make any excuses, just said simply and bluntly, "I'm sorry." Then he offered his hand to Sistine, "Nice to meet you, Captain Sistine."

Sistine shook Zhang Xun's hand casually, stood up slowly, and said in a mocking tone, "Let's go, take me to see this Frankenstein that took so much time and energy to make."

Fernandez added inappropriately at the end, "Well, Frankenstein is actually the crazy doctor who made the monster, not the name of the monster. Many people will get this wrong."

Sistine's face darkened again.

"Fernandez, shut up." Zhang Xun said from the corner of his mouth when he went out.

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There are two ways to enter and exit between different floors: through the elevator in the center of the rotunda at the end of the main corridor on the first floor or the escape ladder on the west side. Zhang Xun explained while leading the way, "Entering the Lab requires Pan's confirmation and authorization. If someone enters without authorization, Pan will automatically start the primary deportation procedure." Zhang Xun said while pressing the elevator button, "I just now The identity of Lieutenant Sistine has been confirmed to Pan."

"Pan is the AI ​​you made yourself, right?"

"Yes."

"Has your AI passed the safety test?"

"Of course it is approved, otherwise the round table would not allow us to use it."

"When did it pass?" Sistine didn't even turn his head to look at Zhang Xun when he said this. At this time, with the sound of gears turning, the elevator has arrived. A group of people walked into the elevator car, Zhang Xun replied, "It was passed five years ago."

"Five years ago? It's been too long. These AIs will evolve by themselves, who knows what they will become." Sistine sneered, and said, "I will report to my superiors and review Pan."

Zhang Xun's cheeks were slightly flushed because of holding back his anger, and Michael's gloating smile on the side added fuel to the fire.

Looking at Fernandez looking around as if nothing had happened, I knew that he must have said some nonsense again...

Compared with the noisy first floor where people come and go, the fourth floor is quiet, only occasionally one or two senior mechanics hurried past like ghosts. Paradise Lost is very wary of artificial intelligence, and most of them even report hostility, so only a few people with the most senior qualifications who have passed the senior mechanic assessment have the authority to enter and exit the fourth floor.

Adjacent to Adam's room is the observation room, and Adam's behavior can be observed through the one-way mirror behind the screen in Adam's room. For many nights before, Zhang Xun would spend the night here. This place is almost like his private room, with many of his personal items, such as water cups, microscopic mirror components, metal components and even simple furniture on the old leather sofa. Futon and pillows are provided. There are monitors of different sizes all over the walls, constantly updating Adam's physiological parameters detected by Pan. Michael looked around and mocked, "You sleep here with your dear Adam every night? Seeing that you are so serious on weekdays, you really have a weird hobby?"

Zhang Xun looked at him coldly, but still pressed the button, and the originally dark one-way mirror immediately became transparent.

"Michael." Sistine yelled symbolically and without pain, looking at the space behind the one-way mirror.

In the seemingly empty room, Adam was wearing linen white trousers and a top, and was doing some strange dancing movements. The legs seem to be fighting each other, and the hands are waving in the air, which looks very funny.

Zhang Xun was also a little surprised, frowning and looking at the one-way mirror.

"What is he doing?" Sistine asked in confusion.

Michael was also inexplicable, "Something went wrong?"

Zhang Xun stared carefully at Adam's serious expression, repeating some weird movements over and over again. But as the number of repetitions increased, the originally uncoordinated limbs gradually became coherent.

"He's dancing." Zhang Xun concluded, "And it's...a mechanical dance?"

Michael burst out laughing, and Sistine seemed to want to laugh too, but held back.

"Why did he do this? You taught it?" Sistine tried hard to maintain a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Xun was silent for a moment, and said, "No. But he has a lot of information stored in his brain. I think he wants to try to control the human body to practice some of his knowledge... After all, he didn't have much chance when he didn't have a body before."

"But why dance?" Michael didn't understand at all. "Don't he have better things to practice? Like fighting, wrestling or something?"

Zhang Xun shrugged his shoulders as if it should be taken for granted, "He seems to be more interested in the communication and emotional expression between human beings. But he is still adapting to the use of his own body, and occasionally he will stumble when walking .”