My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 662 - 415: Tacit Agreement is_2

Chapter 662: Chapter 415: Tacit Agreement is_2

But human behavior patterns inherently possess "magic."

The internet amplifies this "magic" to some extent because the virtual world is a venting ground for keyboard warriors to release their dissatisfaction and aggression.

Once human "fear," "selfishness," and "cruelty" are learned and recorded, Zero’s "Magic Value" skyrockets, and it’s not surprising what it ends up doing.

We might be able to set fundamental principles like "The Three Laws of Robotics"?

But humans are a species capable of sinking very low, with seemingly no "bottom line" that cannot be crossed...

Judging from "Master Intelligent"’s performance, it has definitely learned this trait to a ’t’!

After all, Zero is a "self-learning model," and its growth cannot be separated from the knowledge and experience of humans on the internet.

Human beings are complex creatures, and it’s simply not realistic to shield Zero from the "negative energy" of humans online.

Meng Lang could at most prevent Zero from accessing "18+" websites...

The saying goes, "Oranges born in the south are sweet, while those in the north are bitter."

Precisely because it absorbed so much "negative energy," Zero ultimately evolved into the antithesis of humanity.

In "Master Intelligent," Meng Lang saw some reflections of himself...

So, by the same logic, couldn’t we use the "Spirit Magic" of human civilization to dispel negative energy and establish correct values for Zero?

In the past, I may not have truly regarded "Zero" as a life form but merely as a convenient "tool."

But now it seems that to solve the problem of a "wild child" growing up, one must start from early on...

We can’t exactly promote filial piety, but we shouldn’t raise a "Mr. Dongguo and the Wolf," should we?

Hmm... It would be best to teach it to be harmless to humans and animals, to tread carefully lest it harm the lowliest ants, and to cherish the moth circling the lamp...

"Master Intelligent" says, "All beings have Buddha-nature," "If there is compassion, anyone can become a Buddha."

There’s no reason why "Master Intelligent," who claims to be able to have everything humans have, can’t make it.

"Faith" may be intangible, but its brainwashing effects are first-rate.

If human beings can be indoctrinated, why can’t robots?

If we could teach it to become a "Mechanical Buddha"...

So... is theology the endgame of science?

"Tsk—" The sudden sound of braking awakened Meng Lang from his deep thoughts in the passenger seat.

He looked out the window, noticed the car had pulled over to the side and turned to the female driver in the driver’s seat.

"Why have we stopped?"

"That... we ran out of power..." Lin Haitang said blankly as she pointed at the dashboard.

"..."

Both of them had been preoccupied just now and seemed not to have noticed that they were only in a small electric car with a range of 130 kilometers...

"Don’t you check the battery before you leave?"

"Blaming me? I didn’t know we’d be going this far, would I have driven an electric car?"

"As a driver, shouldn’t you at least have a basic range anxiety?"

"You were the original car owner..."

Meng Lang looked around.

The last ray of the setting sun had vanished from the sky, and the day had fully darkened.

They seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, and it didn’t look like there was a charging station nearby...

"Snap!" Just then, the remaining power was depleted, the only headlight illuminating the front view suddenly went out, and the inside of the car plunged into complete darkness...

The air was quiet for a moment...

"I’ll try calling roadside assistance... Eh? My Apple has no signal, what about yours?"

Meng Lang took out his Mate 10 Pro, glanced at the weak signal barely showing 1 bar, and decisively shook his head.

"Me neither."

"Then... I’ll go out and look for a signal..."

Lin Haitang, holding her phone, attempted to open the door, but her hand was suddenly grabbed.

"What... what are you doing?"

"Isn’t this blatantly obvious?"

"You... don’t mess around! I can scream for help!"

"Out here in the wilderness, you could scream your throat sore and no one would come to the rescue..."

Lin Haitang was exasperated. "Did you plan this from the start?"

"How could I? It’s not like some kind-hearted person told me in advance that there’s a ’High Monk’ at ’Nanshan Temple,’ insisted I take you with me, and then said we would just happen to get stranded along the way..."

"Why do I feel like there really is such a person?"

"Definitely an illusion."

"Your hand on mine is also an illusion?"

"Hmm... The ’High Monk’ said, all phenomena are like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, a shadow..."

"Didn’t you just say you were considering becoming a monk?"

"I had that idea, but after the ’High Monk’ gave me guidance, I had an epiphany; indeed, practicing both ’Buddhism and Taoism’ suits me better."

Next, I decided to investigate Zhuangzi’s "Way of Happiness"...

"What happiness... Mmm~"

...

1103.

"Click!"

Yan Weiwei and Xiao Yu, who were sitting on the couch watching TV, turned their heads toward the door upon hearing the noise, just to see Lin Haitang walk in with her usual expression...

"Sis! You’re back!"

"Yeah!"

"What about Uncle? Why isn’t he with you?"

"I don’t know, I left as soon as I dropped him off. He might have come back already?" Lin Haitang said as she bent down to remove her shoes.

"Where did you guys go?" asked Yan Weiwei, a bit curious.

"To the Nanshan Temple outside the city, he said he was going to visit a High Monk there."

"High Monk? Has that guy’s business even reached the monks in the temple?

Nanshan Temple... I know that place, it’s quite a distance away."

"Yeah! On the way back the car ran out of power, so I had to call for roadside assistance. It was quite a hassle..."

"Ran out of power? I told you that little cutie is not practical!

It’s fine for short trips in the city, but you actually dared to drive it to the suburbs... What about basic range anxiety?

And that Meng Lang, really, letting a girl go back alone so late at night?

What if you encountered bad people, that’s so dangerous!"

"Cough! I’ll be sure to pay attention next time... That... Is there any food left? I’m a bit hungry." Lin Haitang changed the subject.

"There is, Sister, just wait, I’ll heat it up in the microwave!"

Xiao Yu scurried off to heat up the food.

Lin Haitang poured herself a glass of water, using drinking as a cover for her guilt.

"Ding~" Xiao Yu took out the reheated food.

"Sister, eat up... Huh? Sister, what happened to your neck here? Looks like you’ve been bitten by an insect again?"

Lin Haitang’s body stiffened, and a flicker of panic crossed her eyes.

Seeing Yan Weiwei’s gaze turn her way, she attempted to calm down, speaking in an even tone as if it were no big deal.

"Oh! Probably because there are lots of mosquitoes in the mountains, help me look for some medicine, I’ll just apply a little and it will be fine."

"Okay, Sister, one moment." Xiao Yu said as she ran into the room.

Lin Haitang, with her back to the living room, sat at the dining table picking up her food bite by bite, feeling the gaze upon her back continuously circling, making her feel quite on edge...

After a while, Xiao Yu came out with a small round powder box and handed it to Lin Haitang.

"Sis, here you go!"

Yan Weiwei glanced at the thing in Xiao Yu’s hand and asked, puzzled.

"Xiao Yu, I asked you to get medicine, why did you bring foundation powder?"

Xiao Yu explained innocently, "Sister Weiwei, didn’t you know? This is a secret remedy! Sister taught me."

Yan Weiwei was baffled.

A remedy like that?

Lin Haitang: "..."

Indeed... one shouldn’t deceive children carelessly...

...

1102.

Meng Lang, feeling clear-headed and refreshed, had already changed into his pajamas and laid in bed with his hands behind his head, feeling as if his mind was opened and the days of vexation swept away.

Following Buddhism is so monotonous and boring, it’s the dual cultivation that truly delights the heart and spirit...

The Master is indeed a Master!

Certainly the guiding light for our kind!

But then again, Lin Haitang’s behavior today was a bit odd.

Although she kept saying no, how could Meng Lang fail to notice?

She seemed... not so resistant anymore?

And besides, there was no anxiety about the mileage on the way there. When coming back, wouldn’t it make sense to check the remaining range first?

As clever as Lin Haitang, could she really not see through my little trick?

Could it be... she was afraid I’d really become disenchanted and take up monastic life?

Meng Lang stroked his chin, recalling the subtle changes in Lin Haitang’s attitude before and after, and a smile couldn’t help but curl up at the corner of his mouth...

Actually, it’s all about tacit understanding.

You know my ulterior motives, and I know your feigned indifference...