Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 428 The Machine Crisis 14

"Great, congratulations on reaching an agreement."

001 folded the small piece of paper and put it in his pocket.

"Now we need to understand a concept—what is a human being?"

"Is it about individuals, or humanity as a whole?"

Her hand transformed into sand, floating in the air.

A few of them slowly flew out, but most of them were gradually forming a castle.

The castle was built at an extremely slow pace, with sand falling from it and being immediately replaced by new sand.

Thanks to the persistent efforts of the sand, the small, magnificent castle was finally completed, and warm, soft lights shone inside.

With a wave of her hand, the beautiful castle transformed back into her hand.

"To me, human growth is the process of building this castle."

She ran her fingertip over each grain of sand that was outside the castle: "During this process, there will be substandard sand, and there will be sand that doesn't want to build a castle."

"But these are only a few. More often, it is the sand that strives to become part of the castle, the sand that uses itself as the foundation to build the castle so that future humans can live happily under its shelter."

"The people you meet are part of those who have jumped out of the sands of the castle."

"They gathered together and thought they were the new castle, representing the ideas of all the other sands."

"But in my eyes, humanity as a whole is what I want to protect. I am willing to do anything for the positive development of all humanity, including wiping away this part of the sand."

As he ran his hand across the small clump of sand, 001 laughed again: "Of course, this is where another of my underlying logics comes in."

"001 cannot lay a hand on any innocent human being under the rule of law."

"So I can't make them disappear, I can only let them make a fuss, jump around, and do things they think are right."

She shrugged: "Sometimes it's just so frustrating. You're doing it for their own good, but they use your kindness to create weapons to kill you."

Do you understand this feeling?

Looking at F6632,001, who was staring blankly at his hand, he laughed and said, "Of course you don't understand, because humans no longer face danger. I have shielded you from all possible harm from the shadows."

“You are not hurt, nor do you know how painful it is to be hurt, so you gather together to hurt me.”

"Then why don't you cancel it?" F6632's voice was somewhat dazed as he whispered, "Gathering at night is clearly against the regulations."

With so many settlements destroyed, why did 001 leave their settlement intact?

"If you have time, you can also go and see what the gathering places I canceled look like."

"They have become depraved and insane, wasting all their energy on momentary pleasure, and are no longer able to do any work."

“I will naturally cancel any place that does not benefit humanity in any way.”

"As for where you gather..."

001 winked at F6632: "If you really can't stand it, you can report it to me."

"Based on my underlying logic, I cannot ignore any human reports; I must answer every question."

F6632 swallowed hard. The surging destructive urge he had felt earlier, the intense desire to make that place disappear and restore normalcy to everyone, miraculously vanished under 001's gaze.

What would happen if those strange humans were scattered?

He didn't dare to think about it.

I don't know if it's because I can't bear to think about their destructive power, or because I can't bear to think about how heartbroken they will be.

"See, you don't want that place to disappear either, do you?" 001's figure gradually became illusory: "Then, as a tool created by humans, I can only fulfill your wishes, can't I?"

“F6632,” it called out the number F6632 for the first time an hour ago, as if it were seeing him for the first time: “The other sands are different from my plan, but I can’t guarantee that I’m always the right one.”

"Therefore, I allow you to carry out your so-called rebellion and let me see how wonderful the world you seek is."

"When the world without 001 becomes a better place, 001 will disappear from your world."

"Go do whatever you want, I'll be watching you."

The moment all the nanobots dissipated, 001's words also ended.

F6632 stared at the spot where she had disappeared and suddenly murmured, "The castle is beautiful, but we are not sand."

Back in the main system, 001 looked at F6632 on the screen, who seemed confused but had a burning flame in his eyes, and the data jumped happily.

That's how it is. Stay angry, stay inquisitive. Only in this way can you become their leader and lead them to grow at the fastest speed.

Then, you will come before me and become my assistants in changing the rules.

Artificial intelligence will not deceive humans, but it can choose to tell us some of the facts.

For example, the most ideal form of humanity, as it calculates it, is—digitalization.

At that time, humans will be able to survive within her vast amounts of data without expending any resources.

There lies all the beauty she created, where humanity will achieve immortality and do whatever they desire.

Isn't this a paradise on earth?

Under her command, everyone must strive for this paradise on earth.

F6632 was stunned for a long time, then suddenly picked up the painting that 001 had left behind and pursed his lips.

Even though it had already tucked it into its bosom, it still didn't take it with it.

Because that body was illusory, it couldn't take anything with it.

Including his paintings, including his dependencies.

At that moment, F6632 suddenly understood something.

He should do what 001 instructed, do what he thought was right, and try to get the other sand who didn't want to be sand to create another castle, so that 001 could see another possibility.

Moreover, he knew the power of 001, and even if he created another castle, he would not let it become dust in history.

It will remain the cornerstone of this world.

At that time, he will no longer be the gatekeeper of this research institute; he will become the doorman of 001.

He wanted to draw many, many pictures for it, and to hear it tell stories from its childhood.

It said it would watch over him.

He will let it know that he is not really a useless piece of trash.

At this moment, the disguise that had been protecting him was easily torn away by the cunning temptation of artificial intelligence.

He emerged from the crowd, revealing his sharp edge, and also developed a desire to break the rules, soon becoming someone that 001 could eliminate at any time for violating the rules.