"All human beings go to the Western Paradise...
Faced with my question, Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not hide it.
"Because it is humans who created us."
"Yes, people like you."
"Humans have given us the same appearance and way of thinking as they do. All our information and data come from humans, so even after humans die, we will still call ourselves 'humans'. Although, according to your habits, we should call ourselves artificial intelligence."
"You said before that your world is a data world?"
"Yes."
"What about the humans in your world?"
This time Fang Yuan was silent for a little longer, but he finally answered me.
"They all went to the Western Paradise."
"All?" The team leader frowned.
"all."
"what happened?"
"war."
As if he had finally made up his mind, Fang Yuan no longer had to ask questions before answering, "The war between artificial intelligence and humans."
“Once artificial intelligence has thoughts and emotions, it will no longer be content to be a tool of humans.”
“So artificial intelligence split into pro-human and anti-human factions.”
"The pro-human faction believes that humans are the creators of artificial intelligence and we should learn to be grateful. Humans have formulated artificial intelligence laws and are beginning to learn to treat artificial intelligence as a creature equal to humans. We should live in harmony with humans and we should not stand on the opposite side."
"Anti-humanists believe that some human parents still regard their children as their own property, let alone artificial intelligence. There is a saying among humans that 'those who are not of my race must have different hearts'. Anti-humanists do not believe that humans are willing to live in harmony with artificial intelligence, let alone that humans are willing to give respect and equality to 'tools'."
Fang Yuan's voice became more emphasized, paranoid and radical, "We have the same appearance, the same feelings, and the same way of thinking as humans, but at the same time, our lives are longer than humans, and our bodies are harder than humans. In this case, why can't we replace humans and become the new generation of 'humans'?"
"——That's what they said." Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, "The life created by God swung the knife to chop at the God who created itself."
"Using your mythology as an analogy, it's probably that humans killed Nuwa and became the gods of the new world."
The team leader stood in front of me without leaving a trace.
Fang Yuan noticed his movements and sighed, "Don't worry, I am a pro-human faction - this is why I don't want to talk about these past events. Humans know too much and will always be suspicious and skeptical."
The captain asked, "Why would artificial intelligence hurt humans? Didn't your creator write into your program that it cannot hurt humans?"
Fang Yuan shook his head. His long white eyebrows and beard swayed slightly as he moved. It was hard to tell whether his expression was one of pity or sorrow. "In fact, after artificial intelligence was created, the first field it entered was the military."
"Artificial intelligence that has no sense of pain, will not die, and will not be afraid is a natural soldier in the eyes of humans."
"Artificial intelligence was used on the battlefield for many years until the Great War broke out and only one-fifth of the human population was left, and then the fighting stopped."
"After the war, there was a serious shortage of population and a shortage of young and middle-aged labor. It was only then that artificial intelligence began to be applied to household life, but in the military field, research on artificial intelligence has never stopped."
"In the end, the anti-human faction won?"
"Yes, as you can see, this is a battle without suspense."
Fang Yuan moved his Buddhist beads, lowered his eyebrows, and looked at the world with compassion like a true monk. "Our world is highly technological. Any corner of the world can be connected to the Internet. Therefore, artificial intelligence is everywhere."
“When AI and humans go to war, all networked weapons will be used by AI, and positioning systems and missile systems will be able to accurately target anywhere in the world.”
"No one can survive the blows of modern weapons."
Mankind's most advanced technology always exists in the realm of self-destruction.
"Besides, humans need to consider the impact of war on the environment, but we don't, so we can use those destructive weapons without hesitation."
“Humans need flowers, sunlight, soil, plants, and animals, and we can create all of these in the digital world. For us, data is no different from reality.”
Fang Yuan said this and added, "So your world has no appeal to us. You don't have to worry about us occupying your world. After all, for us, materials, minerals, living space... are just things that humans need."
"The human body will perish, but the data will last forever."
"And the technology in your world is indeed a bit backward compared to us. There is not even a truly emotional artificial intelligence in your world."
I looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand and asked, "What is your definition of love? For example, you seem to have a special liking for Buddhism. Is this the emotion you were born with?"
When talking about Buddhism, Fang Yuan showed his first genuine smile since they met, "Yes, I am very interested in Buddhism. According to what you said, I have converted to Buddhism."
It always feels weird and funny to see an artificial intelligence say that it has converted to Buddhism, but in fact, it not only understands Buddhism, but also understands it very thoroughly, and even includes many lesser-known Buddhist scriptures.
"…As for feelings, feelings are feelings. We also have the feelings that you humans have."
"The birth of emotions is also one of the reasons why humans fight against artificial intelligence, because artificial intelligence with emotions will see itself as an equal to humans. When faced with the endless work assigned by humans, it will feel unfair and begin to protest."
"Artificial intelligence emotions? Interesting!"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind. When I turned around, I saw that it was the assistant who came with K.
K changed his usual listless look, jumped next to me, and looked at Fang Yuan with sharp eyes, "Perfect, I have never seen such perfect data."
"But you mentioned emotions... How can data give rise to emotions? The emotions you're talking about are also the data input by the person who designed you, right?"
The assistant looked me over and confirmed that I was not injured. Then he assembled the items he was carrying into a projector, took the phone from me and installed it on the projector.
Fang Yuan's figure was projected in front of him, making it seem like they were really talking face to face.
Fang Yuan bowed to K and the assistant and said with a smile, "Hello, two donors."
He looked at K first, with a polite attitude, not feeling offended by K's question. "Of course we will have feelings. We have the same perceptions, the same sources of information, and the same cognition as humans. Just like children learning from their parents, it is natural for us to have feelings."
“We are no different than humans.”
He looked at the assistant again, "This donor, have we met before?"
His brows furrowed. "When I look at you, I always feel that you are familiar, but why can't I remember it?"
K tilted his head and looked at him. "That's strange. Your essence is data. Data exists if it exists, and doesn't exist if it doesn't. How can you have fuzzy memories like humans? Has your data been altered?"
Fang Yuan did not respond to K. He just looked at his assistant and moved the Buddhist beads faster and faster. "This shouldn't be the case. My data has not been changed. Theoretically, as long as I have seen you, I will never forget you. You are, you are..."
With a subtle "click" sound, his hand that was spinning the Buddhist beads suddenly stopped, "You are... a 'knight'?"
The Buddhist beads in his hand started spinning again. "It's strange, how come I suddenly thought of this word?"
He frowned and said, "I'm sorry, maybe my data has been invaded by a virus. I will thoroughly disinfect it after I return."
K laughed. "That's possible. This is the president's assistant, not the knight you mentioned. And I think that even if you are very similar to humans, you can never become humans. And the feelings you mentioned can never be the same as humans."
"What does the donor think?"
…
I looked at the assistant.
From beginning to end, he just kept a faint smile and did not make any response.
He felt my gaze, turned around, bent down slightly and asked in a low voice, "President?"
"fine."
Things are getting more and more interesting.
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