Chapter 147 A Moment's Rest



The events that Tu Xiaohei experienced have come to a temporary end.

It's worth mentioning here that after Tu Xiaohei followed Zog to Mars...

Earth's "blind satellites" still cannot find any trace of these two people.

Of course, that's a story for another time.

Now, we will turn our attention to China.

March 21, 2021.

After that virtual video conference, Ren Xiaobai clearly sensed that this seemingly ordinary world had secretly experienced some fluctuations.

Even stocks that seemed easy to control began to fluctuate abnormally.

This fluctuation caused Ren Xiaobai to lose several million US dollars.

This greatly frustrated Ren Xiaobai, who believed he could see through the rules of the stock market.

However, after the stock market failure, what troubled the proud Ren Xiaobai was the extremely difficult third-generation mecha he was researching.

Even though Ren Xiaobai has left behind the mundane world of morning bells and evening drums, he will not give up his research on mechs, as they are the most important weapon to protect humanity.

It is also humanity's trump card.

The envisioned new third-generation mechs will not rely solely on human power.

Rather, it is the combined power of human strength and the power of artificial intelligence (AI).

At the same time, learning from the failures of the first and second generations, it is a flawless entity in both ranged and melee combat.

If feasible, this would completely eliminate the shortcomings of the first and second generations.

It will be the prototype for all future mechs.

However, groundbreaking products cannot be developed simply by research.

One person's strength is far from enough.

Of course, even a group of people won't work.

Yesterday was another routine discussion.

Ren Xiaobai and other researchers once again had a debate.

From the smallest details like which company should produce the parts for a mecha, to the largest aspects like the scope of application of artificial intelligence (AI).

These researchers are highly experienced, and often they can give Ren Xiaobai a sudden sense of enlightenment.

However, although these people are talented, their tempers are like rocks in a latrine—stinky and hard.

Once they've set their sights on a certain direction, even the King of Heaven himself wouldn't be able to change it.

Therefore, even after such a long time, the development progress of the third-generation mechs is still extremely slow.

It's like someone installed a speed reducer on it.

Ren Xiaobai didn't know whether those researchers with such foul tempers would be able to reach a consensus after yesterday's discussion.

Can the third-generation mech be produced before the next monster invasion?

These are things that can only be done with the attitude of "doing one's best and leaving the rest to fate".

Even with a cleaver pressed against their throats, those grumpy senior researchers will still maintain their "I'm right, and nobody can change the design" attitude if you can't persuade them.

Ren Xiaobai was also very clear about the contradictions of the three generations of mechs.

That is, should the third-generation mechs be based on humans or on artificial intelligence (AI)?

If it is the former, then what should be the role of artificial intelligence (AI)?

If it's the latter, why not just have the third-generation mechs abandon human pilots?

At the same time, if the performance of artificial intelligence (AI) malfunctions and goes berserk, who should be held responsible?

What was once a simple weapon has become, in the eyes of those veteran researchers, an age-old problem of how humans and artificial intelligence should coexist.

As a member of the younger generation, Ren Xiaobai's attempts to dissuade others were largely ineffective in the eyes of those people.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. It's the weekend, after all. Nobody can stop me from resting."

Ren Xiaobai yawned.

Then he turned around and glanced at his phone.

Rende wouldn't allow her daughter to be subjected to such a high-pressure situation so quickly.

Under normal circumstances, Ren Xiaobai can ask for a day off if he can't resist.

This can be considered a unique right of a daughter.

However, looking at the large 6:50 time on the phone...

Ren Xiaobai let out a soft sigh.

He then struggled to get out of bed.

She casually changed into a very ordinary set of loungewear.

Rende is very busy, and he won't come over.

Aside from that, the only important people in this house are myself and Heloise.

Those nannies and bodyguards were all a bunch of quiet types.

After all, it was all given to her by benevolence and virtue, so there's no need to worry about her loyalty.

In that case, there's no need to dress up too nicely.

However, some people, even without makeup, are more perfect than most people who spend two hours meticulously dressing up.

Ren Xiaobai and Tu Xiaohei are both of this type.

Ren Xiaobai was a school beauty during her junior high school years. If it weren't for the monster invasion, she probably could have maintained that title until she graduated from university.

It's a pity, times have changed.

After stretching, Ren Xiaobai opened his door.

She planned to get up and make breakfast for Heloise.

I'm usually very busy with work, so my adopted daughter, Heloise, is mostly cared for by a nanny.

I don't usually think much of it.

However, when I have free time, I feel a little guilty.

At the same time, there were also some people harboring resentment towards Tu Xiaohei.

Didn't I just say not long ago that I'm still alive?

Then, inexplicably, I told myself, "Something big will happen in 2022. I'm going to Mars to cultivate."

Then they disappeared completely.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Ren Xiaobai has not yet been recognized by Fates.

Even when receiving messages from Tu Xiaohei, one can only receive them, but cannot send them.

Ren Xiaobai really wanted to show Tu Xiaohei what "Zu'an culture" was all about.

After opening the door, Ren Xiaobai yawned again.

I went to the washroom.

Although I did get eight hours of sleep.

But yesterday's discussion was really too brain-burning.

I didn't expend much physical energy, but my brain was definitely working non-stop for a long time.

"Luckily, my hair is in good condition, otherwise it would be embarrassing to go bald at a young age."

Ren Xiaobai rubbed his hair.

After confirming that no hair was falling out, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Ren Xiaobai looked towards the washroom and walked over quickly.

In the morning, brushing your teeth and washing your face are still essential steps you can't skip.

Otherwise, if you exhale a breath, you'll stink to death.

Of course, there is another very important thing.

I took a nap and messed up my hairstyle.

She needed to use the bathroom to fix her hair.

It's fine if the clothing is casual.

It wouldn't be good if your hairstyle always stayed that "afro" look.

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