Chapter 212: Strictly Prohibited Technology
Workers of Great Xia and scientists of Xinghai rarely rested for nearly a week before gradually returning to space to continue their work at various hubs.
People on Blue Star were surprised to discover one thing.
After pranking and deceiving all humanity for 49 years in Xinghai, that crisis countdown changed.
Galactic Calendar 9370.
Xinghai is crazy.
Countless people raised questions online about Xinghai’s previous crisis countdown, as well as the same doubts about this Galactic Calendar.
However, regarding this, Xinghai continued its usual aloof attitude with no response whatsoever.
Ganymede, Pioneer Base.
In several enormous mine pits reaching a depth of thirty kilometers, all kinds of mining equipment were densely packed.
Countless workers swarmed here densely, bustling about.
These workers came from all over the world, but mainly consisted of United States refugees and South Australia mining workers.
High in the sky, Peregrine Falcon quietly hovered in mid-air.
Fan Ren quietly gazed at the scene below. As mining deepened, these workers went in and out of the mine pits one by one. Even though they wore nano work suits, they inevitably got covered in dust.
Previously, the main efforts had been focused on scientific research and warship construction, leaving no time to upgrade equipment for mining collection. As a result, in deep pit mining operations, Great Xia still maintained a relatively backward level.
Beside him, Mr. Fox also remained quiet without making any comments.
In the two seats behind, Dan Wu held an electromagnetic rifle quietly without making any sound.
The dark muzzle pointed at Mr. Fox’s occiput.
“How do you evaluate it?”
Fan Ren inexplicably said four words, Mr. Fox’s ears twitched, looking somewhat bewildered.
What evaluation?
Seeing his puzzled expression, Fan Ren pointed below and said, “Regarding mining, is it the same in other civilizations?”
Hearing this, Mr. Fox nodded and said, “What else?”
Now it was Fan Ren’s turn to be surprised.
He asked puzzledly, “Isn’t it said that everyone vigorously develops the mining industry to exchange for Star Coins? Wouldn’t that mean upgrading mining equipment? For example, robot mining, and using artificial intelligence to centrally manage?”
As soon as he finished speaking, fear appeared in Mr. Fox’s eyes, and he shook his head repeatedly: “Absolutely not. Artificial intelligence is an absolutely prohibited technology in the Galactic Alliance.”
“Why is that? Artificial intelligence’s efficiency should be countless times higher than us carbon-based organisms, right?” Fan Ren looked somewhat grave.
“No no no, it’s not an issue of efficiency! Absolutely not allowed! Remember this: once discovered that your civilization has any artificial intelligence, the Five Great Civilizations will directly dispatch the highest-level fleet scale to your location. They will thoroughly destroy every trace of your civilization’s existence.”
As Mr. Fox said this, a trace of lingering fear appeared in his eyes.
“Why!”
Seeing Fan Ren’s questioning and grave expression, Mr. Fox immediately recalled that ‘organism’ they called A’dai. From beginning to end, it was the other party communicating with him, but he had never seen the other party in person.
And most crucially, the other’s reaction speed was extremely fast, answering any question immediately.
His eyes suddenly widened round, his lips trembling slightly.
“You… you haven’t already developed artificial intelligence, have you?”
After saying this, he instantly thought of something and hurriedly covered his mouth.
The fear in his eyes intensified even more.
Fan Ren’s gaze was extremely grave. He could tell that Mr. Fox had guessed something, but he hadn’t expected this matter to be so serious.
After thinking for a long time, he shook his head: “You’re overthinking it. He’s not artificial intelligence.”
Mr. Fox breathed a sigh of relief.
“But we have indeed developed artificial intelligence with self-awareness.”
Mr. Fox covered his mouth again, looking at Fan Ren with fear on his face.
“Tell me, why are you so afraid of artificial intelligence?”
Fan Ren looked at him and asked calmly, though he already had a guess in his heart. Even after so much time, Primal had left a deep impression on him.
Moreover, after Conqueror first used the doomsday weapon, this impression became even deeper.
Mr. Fox’s eyes scanned around the spaceship cockpit, then fixed on Fan Ren with some urgency on his face.
What backward barbarians!
Didn’t he know they had already completely fallen into the trap of artificial intelligence?
That A’dai obeyed their every word, must be planning something.
“A’dai is not artificial intelligence. The artificial intelligence I mentioned before has been completely eliminated by us.”
Fan Ren spoke up to explain, but clearly Mr. Fox didn’t believe it.
“Mr. Fox, I was created by humanity, not artificial intelligence-generated electronic life. I am merely a human whose consciousness was permanently preserved in a computer under special circumstances, completing a change in form of existence, but I am still human.”
A’dai spoke up to explain at this moment.
But Mr. Fox found it extremely confusing.
“It’s like this: he was the developer of the previous artificial intelligence. Before dying, he was saved by the artificial intelligent life he personally developed at the cost of self-destruction, preserving all brainwave information and etching it into the computer, becoming a human life with a computer as the body.”
This time he understood, but Mr. Fox’s eyes still held doubt.
Fan Ren grew impatient and raised his voice slightly: “Tell us everything you know about the Galactic Alliance’s stance on artificial intelligence. Hurry up.”
Hearing this from behind, Dan Wu pushed the electromagnetic rifle forward, the cold barrel pressing against Mr. Fox’s occiput, startling him.
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”
Mr. Fox hurriedly shrank his head and glanced at the human behind. That guy was terrifying, always expressionless, and like a transparent person. Even knowing the other was constantly pointing a gun at him, he would subconsciously ignore this human.
He turned his head and took a deep breath. In this situation, he had no choice.
“I don’t know your views on artificial intelligence, but in the Galactic Alliance, this is a hard regulation, acknowledged by all civilizations, sincerely enforced without any resistance emotions.”
As Mr. Fox said this, a trace of lingering fear flowed from his eyes, then he continued: “Electronic intelligent life is too terrifying. They can freely invade network space, steal all information from any civilization, thereby directly skipping the path of technology research and directly mastering top-tier technologies in various fields.
Against this, no means can defend, unless actively cutting off the network.
But as you know, the network is essential for any civilization. Without a network, command orders can’t be conveyed in time, information communication and equipment control will be greatly affected.
In this situation, the advantages of electronic intelligent life will be infinitely amplified.
And the most important point is.
They develop too fast.
With massive computing power, they can simultaneously control an unimaginable number of individual units for combat, production, maintenance and repair, and all aspects involved in civilization technology.
For us carbon-based life, these all require population, and cultivating personnel takes time.
But for electronic life, as long as they have sufficient computing power, they can manufacture robots on a proficient and massive scale.
As long as they ensure sufficient mineral sources, they can continuously produce warships, robots, and other high technology weapons for combat.”
Four days off this week, resuming 10k daily updates next week, and will make up the 42k words owed this week. Have some things to attend to, sorry.
