My own war game

Chapter 404 Carl and Turkey

Real world, early morning, villa area.

When He Chi opened his eyes, the calendar had already turned to autumn.

The longer he was in the copy, the more he felt dislocated, as if the time in the copy was beginning to become more and more real.

He seemed to be more into the role of 007 rather than a surgeon working in a gray industry, and he even began to feel more and more belonging to the life on the Minerva.

Of course, he knew he didn't belong there, but the feeling was very real.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck" the crowing of chickens interrupted He Chi's thoughts.

"He, come and help me. I'm here at the agreed time." Professor Craig drove a truck and arrived in front of the villa in high spirits.

In half a year, Carl's training progressed rapidly and has attracted the attention of investors within the industry. Two large investment companies have already expressed strong interest in providing angel funding.

But He Chi, as the boss, refused, because he would still recall the scene in the copy from time to time.

If Carl wasn't absolutely safe, he would never expand research and development, even if it would hurt Mr. Craig.

"Professor, I still want to confirm, will intelligent AI harm or even kill humans?" He Chi repeated the question that he often asked recently.

"He, I've told you many times that KITT's logic may not be mature yet, but the probability of this happening is very small. Carl's logic module has been optimized many times based on the previous ones, and this kind of safety problem will definitely not occur." Professor Craig explained helplessly.

"Okay, maybe I'm worrying too much." Seeing that the other party's patience had reached its limit, He Chi had to give up this question.

"Then let's take Carl and go. I can't wait." Professor Craig rubbed his hands excitedly, looking like a child who got a new toy.

Carl will conduct a landmark experiment - he will raise 30 turkeys alone as a robot caretaker.

To this end, He Chi and Professor Craig rented a small farm in the suburbs and customized exclusive tools for Carl. Humans will not provide any help during the entire process, and the turkeys will be completely managed by Carl's own "labor".

"Doctor, why do you want to do this experiment alone?" asked He Chi, who was sitting in a house far away and looking at the monitor.

"He, do you know which area of ​​intelligent robots is the most popular right now and which area of ​​technology society is most looking forward to achieving breakthroughs in?" Professor Craig asked the question instead.

"Hmm? Industrialization?" He Chi tried to answer.

"No, it's just a low-level modular thing, not even a technological breakthrough." The professor shook his head and revealed the answer, "It's a nanny robot."

"He, the whole world is now facing the problems of low fertility and aging. The labor costs of existing nursing homes are constantly rising and cannot meet the needs of a large aging population. At the same time, the energy that couples in their 30s devote to accompanying and educating their children is becoming less and less."

"Elderly care and newborn companionship are huge markets. The amount of money involved even exceeds the total amount of global arms trade."

"But there is a problem. Humans are complex animals. Neither the elderly nor babies are standard parts on the production line. If robots are allowed to do this kind of work, they will need extremely high adaptability and social modules."

Professor Craig was full of confidence at this time. "Just wait and see. Taking care of these turkeys is just the first step. Once Carl's logic modules continue to be enriched, it will sooner or later evolve into a nanny robot that can serve the elderly."

“The next step will be childcare robots, and then robot companions…”

When he got excited, Professor Greg became talkative again.

The experiment went very smoothly at the beginning. Carl took care of the turkeys every day like a novice farmer, feeding them food and water with special tools, cleaning up their feces in time, and even regularly inspecting the strength of the chicken coops for safety reasons. It seemed that everything was getting better.

Until that day...

In the early morning, when the two men came to the monitor again, five chickens had died.

"How could this happen? Everything was fine before." Professor Craig complained somewhat depressedly while holding the dead turkey.

"Sir, it might be a problem of disease. Poultry are very delicate animals, and fowl plague is very common." A staff member nearby tried to explain.

"Not necessarily." He Chi shook his head. "Take out all the videos from the past few days and let's do a review."

The video footage of the entire week began to be played back, and at first no problems were found. Even He Chi suspected that there was really a chicken plague.

But when the playback was more than halfway through, He Chi discovered something unusual - among these turkeys, there was one that was the largest and most ferocious, and Carl treated it differently.

At first, Carl gave priority to supplying feed to this ferocious turkey to make it stronger, but one day he stopped feeding it without warning.

After that, every time he ate, Carl would drive the turkey to the side of the other turkeys so that it could only get the other turkeys' food by competing for it, and this behavior continued for quite a long time.

The result was that the already ferocious turkey became even more aggressive, constantly pecking at other turkeys in the flock. Until a few days ago, when they returned to the chicken coop, these turkeys were probably pecked to death by it.

"This, this, is this an accident?" Professor Craig's assistant stared at the result on the screen in amazement.

"Maybe it was an accidental incident. An overly powerful individual within the flock destroyed the balance. Carl's ability is not enough to handle it all. It seems that further debugging is needed." Professor Craig concluded with some regret.

"What if it's not an isolated incident?" He Chi said seriously.

"He, what do you mean?"

"Professor, have you ever thought about this possibility? Carl is not stupid, but too smart. He has no way to logically disobey your orders, but he can use this method to indirectly eliminate the turkey population, and the experiment is over."

"He, what you mean is..." At this time, the professor's face began to look ugly.

"Yes, what I mean is that Carl chose to be lazy by killing all the turkeys." He Chi said a disturbing conclusion with a gloomy face.

A week later, all the turkeys on the farm died, including the strongest one...

1962, copy world, near Cape Town Port, South Africa.

Christine rushed into the ship's room excitedly. "He, the Cape Town coup was successful. Mandela's guards just took control of the presidential palace. We are going to have our own territory in South Africa."

He Chi seemed to be thinking about something and did not respond.

"What's wrong? Dear, the power of red mercury has increased again. Aren't you happy?" The girl looked at him strangely.

He Chi said something very strange at this time: "Sinniel, is it possible that in the eyes of some people, we are just a very strong turkey?"

(End of this chapter)