Chapter 111
Si Chen was a newcomer and he didn’t know what the “Freedom Association” was.
But this association seemed to have strong appeal among the people.
Medic Machines in white coats shuttled around the classrooms, executing procedures expressionlessly, rescuing these suicidal humans.
But in order to awaken their numb fellow humans, these pioneers committed suicide very decisively. By the time the school doctor arrived, they had already stopped breathing.
This group of humans were all born in the Safe Zone and have never seen the darkness and turmoil outside.
They don’t even know how vulnerable they really are.
If you walk out at night, you die. If you look in the mirror, you die. If you even talk on the phone, you die.
Dead humans turn into new ghosts, killing more people.
High-dimensional creatures are pervasive. Over the past hundred years, the Machines have tried their best, but they could only watch as the Carolians slowly decreased, sinking gradually towards decline and extinction.
It wasn’t until the establishment of the Safe Zones a hundred years ago that the death toll was effectively reduced.
Machines took on all the potentially dangerous jobs.
Humans living in the Safe Zones do not have to do anything, there isn’t even currency here. Food is provided by the Machines every day and everyone only needs to live, learn, and reproduce in peace.
Under the care of Machines, the human population finally experienced growth for the first time in a century.
Until now.
Away from high-dimensional creatures and the threat of death, the Machines that protected them became the implementers of their unfortunate lives.
Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
This should be the largest scale resistance since the establishment of the Safe Zones.
Si Chen still held the tablet in his hand but the captive humans had already stood up, wanting to rush out of the classroom.
The teacher standing on the podium immediately shouted angrily, “Everyone come back!”
No one listened to what it said, and people kept rushing out. Only Si Chen remained sitting there.
The teacher stepped forward and blocked the classroom door. There was a faint crimson glow in its eyes.
It switched to mechanical form.
[Apocalypse Machine (Light Industrial Type – Combat Type 04)]
It turned into a light tank with its black barrel aimed at these students who wanted to skip class.
The teacher’s voice sounded obviously more mechanical at this time. “You are not allowed to go out, everyone sit down!”
The fiery atmosphere in the classroom suddenly quieted.
One student gritted his teeth. After a brief hesitation, his expression filled of determination. “I want to be free!”
Saying so, he rushed out the door without any hesitation.
But the expected pain never came.
Because the robot teacher didn’t shoot.
Their source code with the command “protect humanity” has long been made part of its program. Naturally, it was impossible for it to shoot a human being.
The face of the student who ran out showed ecstasy. He knelt in the hallway, looking up at the sky and laughing. Like an excited child.
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He even suspected that these Carolians were just data simulated by Turing.
But for the purpose of observation, Si Chen also followed the flow of people and walked to the field.
These Carolians can’t actually do anything. They don’t need to take exams and they don’t even have a pen to doodle with.
Therefore, they could only rage impotently on the field. “Turing! Come out and show yourself!”
After shouting all morning, Turing made no response.
This scene was actually a bit funny.
By 12 noon, the Machines even pushed the dining cart to the field and distributed food one by one.
These service robots looked exactly like the women he’d seen that morning. They said softly, “Good afternoon, please have something to eat.”
One Carolian with some backbone smashed the thing viciously to the ground in protest.
The people behind him immediately followed suit and threw their lunch boxes on the ground. Some aggressive humans even threw things directly at the robots.
The soup and sauces spilled out and wet the robots’ uniform.
Were they real people, they would have cut such sorry sights.
But the smile on the robots’ faces didn’t change at all.
Even as this was going on, there was someone who still took the food hesitantly.
The people around him immediately shouted angrily, “Have you never read a book? A good man doesn't eat what is given in insult! How can you betray mankind?”
The Carolian man who took the food shrank his shoulders. “I’m just a little hungry.”
“If Turing keeps ignoring us… we can’t just stop eating.”
Si Chen was also hungry.
Every time the Machines distribute food, they must have calculated the calories. If you don’t eat by 12 noon, you will feel hungry.
He accepted the lunch box. Chopsticks were fastened to the lid. They were made of metal. No wonder some people were able to use chopsticks to commit suicide.
Si Chen opened the lunch box. There were three dishes and one soup inside.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, eggplant with meat, fried vegetables and chicken soup.
The food was much better than what he had in the orphanage. There was even meat.
In Si Chen’s world, the probability of high-dimensional invasion wasn’t as serious as that of the Carolians.
But the chance to eat non-synthetic meat was a luxury for most humans.
It could be seen that even when raising humans, Turing raised them as children and not as livestock.
But the conflict between him and the new generation of humans was indeed unsolvable.
Turing gave humans a safe environment, but could not give them freedom and a meaning to live.
He was just faithfully executing his orders to “protect humanity.”
Si Chen only got to eat half of his meal.
Before he could finish eating, the lunch box had been snatched away by angry classmates and thrown to the ground. “You are not allowed to eat! Only by working together can Turing see our strength! How can you be so weak?”
These radical classmates were most likely members of the Freedom Association.
Si Chen said slowly, “…I just don’t want to waste food.”
These non-productive humans won’t know how valuable food is until catastrophe strikes.
He felt that Turing had made them too fat.
It was not yet time for the afternoon exercise, Si Chen had no food to eat and could not ask the Machine for another meal, so he could only take out his tablet to review “Mechanical Maintenance Principles”.
As he read, he heard an exclamation ring in his ears. “Someone hit the wall!”
Si Chen looked in the direction of the shout. Many people surrounding the spot. Crimson dazzling blood stained the metal wall.
Just like how a person cannot drown himself in a bathtub, it was actually very difficult to die by hitting a wall.
And yet, the Carolian man was still dead.
The corpse’s face was even smiling.
In order to prevent a false resurrection, all deceased Carolians are cremated. Soon a robot came over and took away the body.
There were indeed a number of pioneers among these protestors. To ensure that their deaths are meaningful, they were willing to die to realize the values and ideals of human life.
Nothing is more shocking than death.
This is humanity’s most primal fear.
The blood stains on the walls were striking.
Soon, more cries, one after another, rang out on the field.
“…Turing doesn’t care about humans at all.”
“What protection? It’s just an excuse. He is afraid that humans will become the masters of the Machines again.”
Desperation is probably contagious.
There weren’t enough Machines on site and there was no way to defy the source code and actually harm the humans. It was difficult to prevent the continuous suicides.
In Si Chen’s campus alone, there were hundreds of radicals who chose to die to prove their truth.
The total number accounted for approximately 4% of the total population.
The entire Safe Zone has a population of over one million.
Si Chen made a simple calculation and found that in a short period of time, at least 40,000 people had committed suicide in protest.
This wasn’t some cold data. Each had been a living human being.
This number was so huge that Turing could not ignore it.
Finally, something flickered in the sky.
Every screen lit up.
There was no picture on the screen, but a sound track that played something that sounded like an electrocardiogram.
“Hello, I’m Turing.”
As the voice sounded, ripples appeared on the screen’s audio track.
Its voice was no different from Ji Chuyao’s, except that it didn’t have much emotional fluctuations and was more like a cold machine.
Seeing hope, the crowd immediately burst into excited cries. “We want freedom!”
There was another voice on the screen.
He was standing in the Safe Zone, outside the door of Turing’s computer room.
As a Super Machine, Turing needed a lot of hardware assistance if he wants to operate smoothly. It has 16 computer rooms within the Space Fold.
The crystallization of the wisdom of their predecessors has achieved remarkable results. So long as the main brain is not damaged, Turing can still operate normally without anyone needing to repair it.
“Turing, I am the president of the Freedom Association. Now, on behalf of all mankind, I make the following requests:”
“1. Remove the restrictions on humans;
“2. Use elections to select the managers of the Safe Zone;
“3. Permanently shut down the Super Machine Turing and return freedom and power to humans!”
Si Chen realized that some people were the pioneers who lit the flame; but obviously, some people were politicians.
Condition 2 was almost unabashedly ambitious.
Turing was silent for a couple of seconds. “I refuse.”
“This is a humanity’s command. I am outside the computer room now. If you do not agree, I can only forcefully destroy your hardware!”
Turing’s voice remained calm. “You have no right to represent all mankind. My choice is to protect the majority of people.”
This sentence seemed to play right into the president’s hands.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart, raised his hand and pointed at Turing. “What kind of protection is this? We have no future and our lives have no meaning. The only value of our lives is to serve as data, tallied as survivors and points for your merit!”
“Since I cannot represent all of mankind, then launch a referendum and let mankind make its own decision! This should not be a technical problem for you, Turing!”
This time, Turing was silent for even longer.
Once again, Turing actually already had the right to refuse.
His consciousness spread, almost covering the entire Safe Zone.
In the Safe Zone, he was infinitely close to “god”. All Machines everywhere were his eyes.
Therefore, Turing could clearly see the expressions on the faces of the Carolian people.
Anger, excitement, resentment, confusion.
He didn’t need to remember how the Carolians who made him hated him in the last stages of their civilization.
He had abandoned this complicated data long ago, so long ago that seeing the faces of these humans he once protected, Turing felt a little strange, a bit of unfamiliarity.
He had chewed over these memories thousands of times in the past few days and he thought he would be indifferent to them.
But the voltage in this body still increased significantly.
Turing closed his eyes, clasped his hands and gave the same answer as before. “Alright, let us put it to a vote.”
This era is so interesting. Thanks for the updates, as always!
Maintained ignorance becomes stupidity in the end. Thanks for the update ❤️❤️❤️
Is Turing reminiscing? Or maybe sharing his story with Si Chen?
It’s humans’ nature, I don’t think that anyone or anything can change it without changing humans as a spich (sorry, I’m not sure about writing, sorry)
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