mtl008 Chapter 414 The Machine Crisis 1
Chapter 414 The Machine Crisis 1
What will the future look like?
Two thousand five hundred years ago, our ancestors, who had not yet left their home planet, had countless dreams about this.
In their imagined future universe, there are spaceships, starships, freedom, and dreams.
When humanity possesses inexhaustible resources and is no longer constrained by the need for survival, everything will become wonderful.
Machines can replace humans in all labor, and humans will no longer suffer from work and survival.
People can choose the life they like as they please. Those who love to sing can sing, those who love parkour can parkour, and those who don't like anything can stay at home and watch other people's wonderful lives. This is also a lifestyle.
They imagined it to be incredibly beautiful, and some of the written records have been preserved to this day.
To this, humanity in Star Calendar 2348 would say two words: Bullshit!
While productivity was liberated and humanity no longer worried about survival, they still lived in dire straits.
Although robots participate in productive labor, their purpose is not to liberate humanity, but rather...
"E3368, due to failure to arrive at the designated location within the stipulated time, 10% of this month's credit points will be forfeited."
A cold, robotic voice echoed in the quiet space station, and the human it called out, dressed in a silver spacesuit, showed a slight change in expression.
That was all; he didn't offer any rebuttal.
For example, his child was sick, or a madman jumped off a building when he arrived, so he stopped the car for thirty-two seconds.
These reasons and procedures are useless. He just needs to preserve the evidence and upload it to the central authority. 001 will give him a fair result.
Because it is the most fair entity in the universe, the logic by which this world operates, it will sort out the ins and outs of everything and will never allow any unfairness to exist in this world.
Donning his helmet, he stepped into the interstellar flight, pressed the green start button, and the spaceship immediately departed from the port, heading towards another planet.
In this era, the movement trajectories and timing of all spaceships are uniformly controlled by 001. It can preside over some aspects, but it also allows these useless humans to still occupy their positions and support themselves.
Praise be to the great 001, who made this world free from hunger, unemployment, and the existence of any useless humans.
He couldn't understand why, in such a beautiful world, someone would die in agony, causing problems for the operation of 001.
He muttered under his breath, "People like that should be destroyed the moment they're born in the factory!"
Inside the spaceship, most of the humans who had just heard the robot's report showed no unusual expression.
They are about to head to their jobs, and a full day's work will exhaust all their energy.
Instead of wasting time focusing on these things, think about how to make the most of your few hours after get off work to have some fun.
A bar that secretly opened a few days ago was fined 300,000 credits for failing to pay taxes on time and illegally brewing alcohol. The poor owner committed suicide after a robot posted the bill on the bar's door on the eighth basement level.
Why do black bars have to pay taxes?!
The people living in the same capsule neighborhood all had the same stern faces, complaining about the ubiquitous robots, and tacitly closed their eyes together to conserve their energy for the half-hour interstellar journey.
Among the groups of people with their eyes closed, one person stood out from the crowd.
He looked around curiously, even gazing out the window at the endless darkness, his eyes filled with a naivety untouched by the harsh realities of life.
His silver flight suit bore his personal identification number, F6632.
From being manufactured in a factory to now being able to live independently outside of educational institutions, F6632 has gone through 22 years.
During those 22 years, he received 16 years of education that every human being should receive, as well as necessary job training in school.
Compared to his peers who were directly connected to the electronic street corner and became high-level researchers because of their excellence, his grades were terrible.
In the graduation exam with a score of 1,000, he could only barely score 961 points, ranking sixteenth from the bottom in the school, but also one of the lucky ones above 960.
It's important to know that people who score below 960 will be sent to the life factory for re-engineering due to their flaws.
He was known among his classmates as the "lucky one" with dementia!
Instead of feeling angry or ashamed about the contemptuous nickname 6632, he actually liked it very much.
What's wrong with lucky people with dementia?
It's better than those guys who work themselves to the bone in the lab, only to waste resources and have to start over because of poor results!
He may be weak, but his job is easy!
Keep in mind that being a gatekeeper is a job that humans can only get after retiring at the age of 120. He got it at the age of 22, which means he avoided taking a hundred years of detours!
Those guys have no idea how happy he is.
Similarly, he didn't understand why those people had to be so tense every day, as if they would die if they weren't excellent.
001 is above, it has never forced anyone, has it?
Although gatekeepers are not allowed to use third-class or higher transportation, are not allowed to own houses larger than 30 square meters, and are not allowed to eat second-class or higher food.
But these things have never been necessities for human beings, have they?
He can live a good life without these things.
6632 never felt that being behind was a bad thing; he just felt that it was good enough to have food to eat and to survive.
The teacher once said that before interstellar travel, someone like him who could only score 960 points would be artificially decomposed because of his genetic defects.
Praise 001, for it gave him a chance to survive.
6632 hummed an unknown tune as he stepped off the spaceship.
The view is filled with aesthetically pleasing silver buildings, occasionally adorned with small flowers, grasses, and lush trees, allowing people to feel relaxed the moment they see them.
This is truly a scientific invention; there is nothing more scientific in the world.
Praise again to 001.
Following the guidance of the quantum computer, he arrived at the entrance of Research Institute No. 66 and saw the old man who was about to retire.
E328, it really is a veteran!
With practiced ease, F6632 placed the backpack where it belonged and gave the old man a bright smile: "Hello, I'm here to take your place. You can retire now!"
The old man, his face grim, glared at him fiercely: "Are you happy? What's there to be happy about! You'll end up like me one day!"
6632 was so angry that he took two steps back, not understanding why he was so hysterical.
In his personal computer, the life trajectory of his predecessors had already been revealed.
After graduating at the age of 22, he entered a research institute due to his excellent grades. After working for 98 years, he retired smoothly and was able to work the last 20 years of his life next to the gate of his beloved unit. What more could he ask for?