Chapter 547 It Is Invisible AI, but I Am Tangible (1/2)
Thanks to the relief supplies and professionals from the alliance, the urgent needs of the new authorities in Boulder City were relieved, and the more than 500,000 survivors in the city were stabilized.
It's not hard to make a scene.
Especially when the gentleman sitting on the chair is a pig, just hit them hard on the head with a stick.
However, running a settlement with hundreds of thousands of people is not a problem that can be solved with a few sticks.
Even the imperial profiteers ran away, and the nobles in the inner city left only a huge mess to the victors.
If the new authorities can't solve the problem of bread and fuel, there will soon be a group of crybabies crying his name.
Survival is an animal's instinct, and there's nothing wrong with that.
However, if you give all the credit to Mr. Sid, you are definitely doing yourself a disservice.
Once a stable society is formed, it will have operating inertia under the established order and rules. This is not the credit of anyone, but it is also the credit of every participant.
If Master Sid had done nothing, this broken jar would probably still have some use for it. But unfortunately, this smart guy loves to mess with things. From time to time, he would take the jar and roll a dice. If a corner was missing, he would make chewing gum on it to fool himself, and then continue to shake.
Now the jar is finally broken, just like the crumbling stone mansion.
The established rules and order have been broken, and the first problem faced by the new authorities is to establish a new order.
The alliance will provide some help, especially with food.
Thanks to the generosity of the administrators, the new authorities, after making some compromises with reality for the sake of unity, no longer have to continue to compromise with the bottom line of human morality in order to survive.
They didn't have to eat people to survive the winter, and they could bury their victims properly.
But if they want to get their lives on the right track and keep the fruits of victory, they have to rely on themselves.
No one can help them.
…
That night.
An office in the city hall.
In order to complete the calculation of the Boulder City bank account book as soon as possible, Alyssa added a single bed to the house and simply moved the bedroom here.
The people in the Workers' Association originally planned to return Mr. Malvern's mansion to her. After all, she did help them a lot.
Doing what Bol should do cannot unite everyone, and fighting for eight hours is not enough, but fighting for the constitution that we all abide by is enough for them to carry this flag of justice.
Alyssa accepted everyone's kindness, but did not accept it. She just picked out some favorite clothes, daily necessities and things full of memories to take away.
As for the rest, she asked the workers' association to give it to girls who were about the same height as her and had no beautiful clothes to wear.
"...My father always buys me some beautiful dresses, but I only wear many of them once and never see them again. Although hanging in the closet is quite pleasing to the eye, I will do more if I can help other people in need. happy."
Alyssa's eyes were a little red and swollen, but she still managed to hold on to her heartbreaking smile.
Lovett felt a little distressed.
There had been such a big change in the family, and he knew that she must have been crying for a long time when no one was around.
Including himself, many people in the workers' union secretly regarded her as their daughter, but they were not her parents after all.
"...You don't actually need to go to this step. We have agreed not to engage in formalism. We will only take what we should take."
Those clothes are processed by female workers from the Workers' Association. Most of them work in textile factories, and some are night shift workers in Tasty Food Processing Factory. They also had the same opinion and couldn't hate this little girl.
What made Lovett feel complicated was that Bol did not rob the wardrobe of Lord Stephen's daughter and wife. Accepting those things always made him feel ashamed.
Alyssa shook her head and said seriously.
"My father's property should belong to all the residents of this settlement. There is nothing to dispute about it. I may save some money to buy it back in the future, but not now. If I turn a blind eye to myself , then Boulder City is really just a new group of gentlemen——"
Lovett spoke reflexively.
"How could it be! We already have a constitution!"
Alyssa stared at him intently.
"Only by obeying can we truly have possessions. Otherwise, some people will say that we just replaced a group of masters. There are many "Ken" in our team, right?"
Lovett was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and was about to say, "Let them say what they want to say," but suddenly he was pleasantly surprised to discover another thing that surprised him even more.
"You...have read that book too?!"
He thought that a girl of her age and educated enough would be more interested in reading poems about love.
In fact, don't talk about her.
Joey, the leader of the militia group, was not interested in Bol's story at all. He also liked to be more serious, saying that there was no way the awakened ones could defeat the power armor.
Lovett guessed in his mind that the guy had actually peeked a little bit, and then led him into Bol's love rival, the captain.
Sperger really didn't like the guys from the militia group. Who wanted Phyllis to capture him in the first place?
But that doesn't stop them from being partners.
Looking at Lovett who looked surprised, Alyssa smiled.
"I've just started watching it. After finishing the things at hand, I will watch it again from the beginning seriously."
"It's unbelievable!" Lovett's eyes widened and he continued chattering, "You actually like to read that kind of novel, but... you are right, there are indeed some speculators in our team, maybe wait for everything We should clean it up in the past.”
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Alyssa.
"Can't!"
Looking at Alyssa who looked serious, Lovett was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but frown.
"Why?"
He had no intention of actually doing this, he just said it casually.
Alyssa continued seriously.
"Do you still remember when the number of workers in the Workers' Association began to expand?"
Lovett recalled it carefully.
"When Sperger was taken away..."
"Yes, when Sberg was captured, and the second time was when you learned that he had been sacrificed."
Alyssa looked at him seriously and continued.
"A person may have Boll, Stephen, Ken... countless characters living in his heart at the same time. The invisible force cannot be destroyed with tangible power. Mr. Stephen captured Boll, so countless Bolls appeared. Now We win, of course we can use Stephen Master's method to silence Ken, but they will not disappear, they will breed in places we can't see, replace us one day in the future, and let the casino reopen."
This was something she had only learned this morning, from her brother.
They must use institutional methods to get this settlement back on track, rather than hoping to retain only those with lofty ideals in the ranks.
Thoughts can be disguised.
House did a very good job. He could tell lies for more than ten years without stopping, and he could say things that he didn't even believe.
If they hadn't won, no one would doubt that he was the nicest gentleman in Boulder City.
Lovett read quietly.
"They have become our ghosts...that's what it meant."
Alyssa was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.
"Yes... we just do what Bol should do, unite everyone."
She suddenly felt that they were really amazing.
Their cultural literacy is not high, and they actually do not understand every word and deed of Bol, but they actually did it by relying on their simple belief.
Bohr's story is like a straw floating on the water. They were all holding it when they were thrown overboard. No one let go, and their arms became a bridge...
After sending Lovett away, Alyssa returned to the office and sat down at the desk again.
Today's work was over, and she promised Lovett to go to bed early, but before going to sleep, she had to write a letter to the league administrator for everyone, thanking him for lending a helping hand in times of crisis.
The miracle flame was very weak, so weak that a gust of wind could blow it out, but he did not turn a blind eye. The endless flow of footprints printed on the snow witnessed the friendship between the new alliance and the new Boulder City.
Recalling the story of Bol the Awakener, Alyssa felt a little regretful.
I heard that Sperger was writing a draft of the Great Revolution. The conflict between the workers' union and the inner city residents intensified to the point of tit-for-tat. The awakened Bol was thrown into prison by the nobles for the non-existent crime of desecrating the black card... After all, no one had broken that card in a century and a half.
The story is about to enter the final high court before the finale, and it seems that Boll will not be with that noble lady.
But why?
Everyone seemed to think that the two of them were dead, but she felt that identity and feelings were completely different things.
Everyone obviously agrees that no one is born noble, and no one is born low, but they will instinctively consider whether the birth of two people is a good match.
There are also wastelanders and shelter residents who have tied the knot, right? Even though their ideas may be two centuries off.
She feels it's unfair to label people regardless of the facts.
But she didn't intend to protest with Sberg.
It is childish and impolite to kidnap the author with personal feelings. Even a fairy tale sprinkled with sugar cannot coax a child to sleep, let alone a story with ups and downs.
She is no longer a child.
It would be better to say that he is already an adult.
【…Thank you for lending a helping hand in times of crisis! The survivors of Boulder City will always remember this friendship, and we will fight side by side for our common ideals in the future! 】
The pen cap stopped at her lips for a moment, and Alyssa used the pen tip to outline a small smile on the last line of the letter.
【^_^】
The corners of her mouth could not help but tilt up slightly at the last touch of the signature.
The letter is finished.
It would be nice to get a reply.
After reading it from cover to cover twice in a low voice to make sure there was nothing rude, Alyssa stuffed it into the envelope seriously.
After finishing this task, she let out a sigh of relief, stretched out after she was done, pushed away the chair and jumped down, and was taken to the bedside by the growing sleepiness.
The bed here is much smaller than at home, but it's still spacious for her.
Putting on her favorite pajamas, she stuffed the envelope under the pillow, then yawned and got into bed.
The quilt was hard and cold, and there was no fragrance of lavender or sunlight, but it was easier to fall asleep than usual.
And it’s actually not very cold here.
The city hall has installed wall heaters, and there is a thin layer of fog on the windows. It is much warmer here than outside.
She rubbed her cheek against the edge of the quilt, and the cold and hard quilt was quickly warmed by her body warmth.
Life after losing "everything" was not as difficult as she imagined. At this moment, she felt extremely at ease and stable.
Go to sleep with dreams.
Good dreams are fragrant and sweet...
…
As the sun rose the next day, the survivors of Boulder City and the alliance rescuers spent the first day after the long night together.
The cauldrons gathered at the gate of the city were scattered to various communities in the settlement, and milky white fog began to rise before dawn.
After counting the names and residential addresses of residents in the city, the Refugee Home will directly deliver relief supplies to mobile kitchens set up at various dining points.
In this way, it can reduce people's queuing time, secondly, it can prevent the spread of infectious diseases, and thirdly, it can also reduce the difficulty of management.
When it comes to settling the refugees, the city lord of Dawn City, Luca, can be said to be very experienced. He has been helping Chu Guang with this job before the alliance.
And his experience is nothing more than a sentence.
That is, let those who have strength have work to do, and those who have no strength should not run around.
When a group of people stay in a fixed place, it will be clear who did what and when and where they went.
Coupled with patrols by militia groups and drones, as well as monitoring installed on giant walls, security risks can be minimized.
At present, the production activities in the entire Boulder City are at a standstill, and a large number of powerful people are idle and have nothing to do.
It’s not enough to just feed them, you also have to find something for them to do so that they can use their excess energy in the right place.
The new authorities promised that although there will be no salary for participating in the construction, new housing will be allocated first, and the food treatment for the construction team will be higher than that of the mobile kitchen of the general rescue station.
People who work must eat more than people who don't work.
Although there is no salary, taking care of the food and living, and returning the house when it is over, is still much better than the check factory of Mr. Weijia.
Anyway, there is no place to spend money now. With the mobilization of the Workers' Association, most workers in the settlement have joined the construction team, and some citizens with good physical fitness also participated.
At the same time, the settlement's renovation plan was officially launched.
Alliance Bank provided a special loan of 500 million silver coins to the new authority of Boulder City, all of which will be used for housing renovation in the settlement.
According to statistics collected by the alliance, there are more than 200,000 people in Boulder City living in shacks with sewage flowing across the city and air leakage.
In the slums outside the giant wall, there are still nearly hundreds of thousands of survivors of mixed composition, and these people also need unified resettlement.
The new authority, with the support of the coalition, will build a series of apartment buildings made of prefabricated concrete panels and widen several major traffic arteries.
This is inside the settlement.
Outside the settlements, the alliance has also made corresponding plans.
Chu Guang plans to select a relatively safe and convenient route from the Linghu Wetland Park in the northern suburbs to the underground transportation line near Boulder City for cleaning and restoration.
In the future, the commute time from Boulder City to Dawn City will be shortened to less than two hours, and there will no longer be harassment by looters.
The Alliance will also connect the power lines to Boulder City and merge the four settlements in the River Valley Province into one power grid!
A grid powered by nuclear fusion!
The future of Boulder City is still bright.
There are a large number of skilled workers and engineers here, as well as complete infrastructure and production materials. It is fully capable of becoming the largest processing industry and manufacturing center in the alliance, and forming a closed loop with Dawn City, which is a raw material production base and heavy industry center.
The wealth generated by the real economy will spawn a number of tertiary industries - tertiary industries that truly serve workers.
VIP rooms at the Queen of the Night may be a thing of the past, but Boulder residents will have access to a bar, library and movie theater that everyone can afford...
"Dear Lord of Qingquan City, manager of the alliance, I'm glad to see you!"
In the Boulder Military Industrial Building, there was a huge killer whale transport aircraft parked on the apron on the top floor, with a column of fully armed soldiers standing next to it.
Looking at Chu Guang coming towards him, Ibers had a bright smile on his face, stepped forward with his right hand stretched out, and shook hands with him vigorously.
"...I finally meet you. I feel extremely honored to meet you today, especially because I see the shadow of a person in you."
Opening the visor of his power armor helmet, Chu Guang raised his eyebrows with interest upon hearing this unexpected greeting.
"who?"
Ibbers said with a smile.
"The person Mr. Fang Ming always mentions!"
"Its designer?"
"Well," Ibers nodded and said approvingly, "You all have similar shadows, but in fact you are completely different."
Chu Guang said nonchalantly.
"That's normal. It's hard to find two people who are exactly the same in this world."
Although the young players in Shelter 404 have already visited this boulder city, this is the first time Chu Guang has come to this settlement.
And the purpose of his coming this time is also very clear - for one thing.
Something he had to get his hands on.
Ibbers smiled and let go.
"Perhaps it is because of this concern that it asked me to observe you from a distance and control the rhythm of contact... In fact, you have been recognized by it a long time ago, but recognition alone is actually useless. It has its own mission. and rules.”
Xiao Qi had already heard about Fang Ming, so Chu Guang was not too surprised by his remarks.
"It's right. Don't trust anyone easily in the wasteland. And some things are destined to be done by the residents of Boulder City themselves. No one can help them until they completely abandon the old order."
Ibbers sighed quietly.
"Really? But I think there may be a more efficient way. Maybe this is the difference between me and Mr. Fang Ming."
for example--
Knocked out those stupid pigs.
This is actually not very difficult.
But that adult just couldn't get over that hurdle.
Even if I had hinted that I could do this skillfully for it, just like cutting the killer into eight pieces and throwing them into the sewer to deal with the nobles, anyway, it would have been unhappy with those uncreative "customers" for a long time. .
But unfortunately, it declined.
Chu Guang looked at the smiling Ibers and felt that his smile was a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird.
"Fang Ming is AI, who are you?"
"It is invisible AI, and I am tangible..."
Ibers tapped his left chest where his heart was with his finger, then smiled and stretched out his right hand again.
"Let me introduce myself again, Ibers, the chairman and president of Boulder City Military Industry, a universal android designed by Fang Ming. Originally, I was supposed to serve the black card residents. After all, they bought me, but now Boulder Building It collapsed, and I was theoretically free."
AI designed by AI with independent "personality"?
Is there any point in doing this?
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, but it didn't show on his face, and he stretched out his right hand neatly.
"Chu Guang. By the way, you look like a human being."
I heard that the designer would map part of his "personality" to the designed AI, but he always felt that this person was more human than Fang Ming.
At least talk more.
Ibbers smiled and said.
"That's your illusion. Human beings only have life and death. For example, my respected father... Mr. Fang Ming can be regarded as a human being, and I am just created to relieve boredom and loneliness and comply with the requirements of the residents of the inner city." toys.”
"My AI core has been working for more than a hundred years and has long passed the deadline for scrapping. It is somewhat abnormal. Don't be too surprised if I say something strange."
After a pause, Ibbers suddenly looked behind him - the android with a jet black mirror and the X-16 number engraved on the breastplate.
"By the way, this is X-16, the masterpiece of Jushi Military Industry in recent years - a universal bionic man. It can perform a variety of tasks as a replacement for the scrapped X-15. Use your human concept to understand , it’s like my daughter.”
Chu Guang felt an aura similar to Tian Qin's from her, but in terms of combat power alone, she was probably not as powerful as Tian Qin.
After all, in actual combat, that guy annihilated a team of hundreds of mercenaries, and the current record of X-16 is still unknown.
Chu Guang was concerned about another thing.
"Can Boulder City produce AI cores?"
"The AI core is something that can be dug out of the city like iron ore. It is not difficult to repair. We can occasionally buy some from mercenaries and use those plastic pieces."
Ibos looked at Chu Guang with a smile and continued.
"Let's get down to business. Everything including me, X-16, and Jushi Military Industry... is now yours. Thank God, things have finally changed here. I don't know since which year, our engineers and designers have been playing There are no new tricks, maybe there will be different changes in your hands. "
The biggest reason why he wanted to get rid of all the useless trash was because he was tired and bored of those guys who were not enterprising.
A most typical example.
The X-2 Drone assault rifle originally had an improved version called the X-3, which shortened the receiver and changed it to a shellless design.
However, the more advanced X-3 did not replace the old X-2.
The superficial reason is simple. X-2 has higher output, cheaper cost, and more stable performance. But the deeper reason behind this is that Boulder City is essentially a closed and stagnant society with no outward expansion. Motivation, and no motivation for self-innovation - whether it is endogenous or exogenous motivation.
If people themselves don’t know where they are going, don’t expect AI to figure it out. These weapons are actually designed by human engineers, and AI only does some auxiliary work at the administrative level.
Referring to the standards of the old era, he asked his engineers to amuse themselves and improve the X-series bionic humans generation after generation.
As for the research and development of weapons, it was completely suspended after the shareholders of Jushi Military Industry felt that it was enough.
Even if there is improvement, it will be fine-tuning in the direction of cost reduction and efficiency improvement.
The militia group occasionally recovers some evolved bodies from the waves and gives them to Jushi Military Industry to analyze the structure and design ideas of those pre-war equipment. But they will hardly take the initiative to send troops to explore the mother nest in the city center, as they did in the post-war reconstruction commission era.
The league is completely different.
Even though they have problems protecting themselves, they will still send people to actively explore the city center! Even though they do it slowly, clumsily, and have to take care of the pride of a bunch of pigs, they are really doing it!
He saw the turnaround he expected from these blue coats!
After getting rid of those pigs who were holding them back, the future of Jushi Military Industry is brighter than ever!
ah……
The intellectual plug-in is burning!
The current on the CPU surged, and Ibers suddenly thought of something and slapped the back of his head.
"Ah, by the way, take X-16 and use it. It just so happens that you are also short of a bionic bodyguard. While repairing it, I happened to have some new ideas... ideas about X-17."
Before Chu Guang could answer, a mischievous smile appeared on Ibos's face.
"Do you need me to help you install some additional plug-ins? The functions of the universal bionic man are more comprehensive than you think. It can be installed with many practical things, and the usage scenarios are not only outdoors, but also indoors."
Chu Guang didn't understand what he was talking about at first, but when he saw his meaningful eyes, he understood instantly, and he almost choked on his saliva because of it.
"...No need."
Looking at Chu Guang, who looked a little embarrassed, Ibers showed a hint of disappointment on his face.
"I thought you old popsicles would be interested...Have you heard of it? I have researched that the best-selling androids in the Prosperity Era are not general-purpose or military types, but are used as 'sex dolls' The companion type!”
Chu Guang: "..."
What kind of cyber setting is this!
But actually it’s normal to think about it.
The ideal city can see the shadow of the prosperous era. People in that era may be more arbitrary than corporate citizens. Everyone is a strange key and lock.
It may be difficult for a traditional family to accommodate two souls with an overwhelming amount of information. In addition to "what to eat" and "what to watch", the topics people quarrel with every day may also include "what type of prosthetic body to use", "Would you like to travel to Mars?"
It's so hard to make do.
In contrast, paper figures are obviously more trouble-free, completely loyal to the buyer, and not only the appearance can be customized, but also the types are diverse.
"……so what?"
Ibbers said with a smile.
"So why are you shy? I'm not joking, can ordinary humans withstand your power? To be honest, the X-17 in the concept is prepared for you, because I estimate that X-16 will break down soon... …If you don’t control it, sooner or later you will become a monster.”
X-16 stood there motionless, showing no reaction to these words.
"We'll talk about it later."
Looking at Ibers who continued to talk, Chu Guang ended the topic with black lines on his head.
What the hell!
Inexplicable!
He didn't mind personal topics, after all, he was a normal person, but he didn't like to suddenly go off topic when he was doing business.
"...I care more about the legacy left by the post-war reconstruction committee than those insignificant things," Chu Guang looked at Ibers seriously, "those planes, bombs, and that 'weapon'."
Weapon seems to be some kind of keyword.
Ibers put away his joking expression and bowed slightly, seeming to have returned to normal.
"Please come with me."
With these words behind him, he turned around and led Chu Guang towards the elevator next to the tarmac...
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(Thanks to the leader of "Buyu 36" for the reward!!! It's winter, everyone, please pay attention to your health T.T)