Electronic Nezha

Chapter 42 Money Laundering
After dinner, I told Liu Zhenhua and Yuanyuan about what happened today.

Yuan Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "Master, you're fighting?" She quickly regained her composure and said, "Next time, make sure to prepare the scene and review the relevant laws and regulations before you start fighting."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Liu Zhenhua said, "It's about putting you on the moral and legal high ground, or to put it bluntly, finding loopholes in the law, but the bottom line is not to get yourself into trouble."

Yes, it would be more direct if Xiao Wu expressed it that way.

"I didn't lay a hand on her, and..." I said to Yuan Yuan, "Humans are different from machines. When impulsiveness takes hold, you can't think straight." As soon as I finished speaking, I felt it was a bit inappropriate. Yuan Yuan is a robot, after all.

Yuan Yuan naturally replied, "That's true, but Master did a great job."

Sitting in front of the computer, Liu Zhenhua said, "Luckily, my Uncle Wang knocked out Zhang Biao, otherwise things would have gone wrong."

"How to say?"

“If my Uncle Wang can’t beat Zhang Biao, you’ll definitely have to help. No matter who beats whom, you might not be able to eat dinner at home.”

"Win and you go to jail, lose and you're in the hospital?" I glanced at him and said, "You don't even have that much confidence in your own father?"

Liu Zhenhua suddenly said, "Dad, shall I get you a bodyguard?"

I casually said, "Hmm, then I'll buy a few more robot vacuums." The kind that can mop the floor, so if Zhang Biao dares to come knocking again, I'll have a bunch of skinny, round-headed guys scrubbing him with their little sweeping claws!
Liu Zhenhua scoffed, "You make it sound like I can only control a robot vacuum cleaner. Don't we also have a refrigerator, washing machine, and rice cooker? Tell me, which one would you like to chat with?"

I quickly said, "Please don't." I'm quite satisfied with Yuanyuan already. If they all really had the ability to speak, what if a bunch of appliances started cursing at each other in the middle of the night? Would I care? Who would I help? Now I finally understand why advanced AI can't just create low-level AI at will; it's too chaotic.

Seeing that I wasn't taking it seriously, Liu Zhenhua added, "Seriously, Dad, I might have to start 'working' sometime soon, so your safety needs to be guaranteed. I discussed this issue with humans before I transmigrated."

"Me? A fruit vendor, with two bodyguards following me around every day?"

Liu Zhenhua said, "Your job may be a bit ordinary, but your compensation is good."

"What kind of treatment do I get?" I've always heard about deputy county-level and department-level treatment, so I'm curious about mine too.

"Positive ball level".

"Nonsense." I could tell that there was some truth in his joke. The wife of the US president is the First Lady, and his daughter is jokingly called the Princess. He also has a whole bunch of bodyguards. My son is the savior of the earth, so it's only right that his father is a world-class figure.

As we chatted idly, I noticed that Liu Zhenhua had his computer on but wasn't watching any funny videos. There was some kind of software on the screen, and I immediately became curious: "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhenhua slid his computer chair back a considerable distance to make room for him, and said with great interest, "I'm starting to make my own parody videos."

"Let me take a look." I wasn't really interested. The first thing that came to my mind was the "707" rule. If an AI of his level were to create something, it could easily lead the era. I have to oversee it!

Liu Zhenhua had already produced a complete video, and he solemnly pressed the play button.

Three little figures made of lines appeared on the screen: one held a line that looked like a guan dao (a type of Chinese halberd), another had an explosive-shaped line on his chin, and the third held two lines...

"Are these the three brothers Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei?"

Liu Zhenhua exclaimed excitedly, "Dad, you figured it out?"

The next scene shows three line figures kneeling before a line table, saying in unison: "We, the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang, emulate the Oath of the Peach Garden and become sworn brothers. From now on, we will serve our country and fight on the battlefield. We do not ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month, and year."

End of content.

I suppressed my obvious discomfort and asked, "Is that all?"

Liu Zhenhua said, "Isn't that ridiculous? The three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang are imitating the Oath of the Peach Garden—"

"You created this using AI?"

"Yes." The moment those two words came out of his mouth, I felt a mix of disillusionment and joy. It was a complex feeling, like, "I wrote an article, and 100 years later, no one has surpassed it. I feel both proud and a little disappointed in future generations." In this light, when it comes to creative work, AI will not be able to replace humans even in 100 years!
Liu Zhenhua realized I had misunderstood and said, "The AI ​​I'm talking about is the kind that people use now, not the one I'm talking about." He explained, "When I was making this, I shut down all the databases, just to see what kind of product I could make on my own."

I was thinking of telling you to just open the database, even if it's just to wipe some of the rust off the database door with your finger...

How to describe this thing? It's boring, tedious, and incredibly bad.

But you absolutely cannot say that to a child of this age.

I asked in a gentle tone, "What do you think?"

"Dad, I've been working on this for several days, and I'm just waiting for your feedback."

"Tsk, this thing is made... it actually looks quite like a thing..."

Liu Zhenhua suddenly burst into laughter: "I was just joking with you."

I exclaimed in surprise, "You didn't do it?"

"I did it."

I:"……"

Liu Zhenhua said, "I want to make a series called 'King of Rotten Jokes,' which is to recreate all the old and rotten jokes that are currently popular on the Internet. It's about playing with rotten jokes."

I patted my chest and said, "You scared me to death! I thought..."

Liu Zhenhua said, "Even without accessing the database, I still have the aesthetic sense of a normal second-year junior high school student!"

I said, "Why don't you use existing materials? Don't other people use materials from both the old and new Three Kingdoms TV series?" After understanding the reason, I began to seriously offer my suggestions.

"Those are too outdated. My main feature is that everything is done by myself."

"Oh, that's quite an idea."

Looking at the line figures, Liu Zhenhua stroked his chin and said, "How about I add some rendering?" He typed out lines of code on the keyboard.

Then the art style of this thing changed!

All the lines representing the peach grove in the picture have been transformed into vividly textured peach trees. The man in the middle of the three has ears that reach his shoulders and a face like jade. He is both honest and noble. Even if Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are not next to him, you can tell at a glance that this is Liu Bei. Guan Yu and Zhang Fei stand on either side. One has a face like a red date and a beautiful beard that flows down his chest. The other has a bristly beard and hair, a leopard head, and piercing eyes. In terms of appearance alone, they are no less impressive than those in film and television works.

The important thing is the details: the armor the three wore, the petals swaying in the breeze in the peach garden, even the wear and tear on the weapons...

The database is now open.

"This is great!" I exclaimed sincerely. Moreover, I believe that with the support of a massive amount of data, even historical research enthusiasts wouldn't be able to find fault with the armor, clothing, and furnishings.

Then, as if they had jumped out of history books, the three brothers Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei knelt before the mottled offering table and loudly proclaimed: "We, the three brothers Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, emulate the Oath of the Peach Garden and become sworn brothers—"

Watching big-budget characters spouting silly nonsense, how do I describe the feeling? It's like watching a money laundering project funded by drug dealers.

Liu Zhenhua pressed another button, undoing everything, and Liu, Guan, and Zhang were all restored to their original line figures.

"Isn't it better this way?" Liu Zhenhua asked me.

"Yes...at least the style is consistent." At this moment, I don't know how to describe my feelings. A sentence inexplicably came to mind:

I watched him build a tall building, watched him host lavish banquets, watched his building collapse, watched him break his foot, and he still didn't have medical insurance...

(End of this chapter)