At first, the sound was just bursts of chaotic discussions, but soon it turned into frightened shouts and shrill wails.
The old man frowned suddenly, his face darkened, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"An enemy has invaded the research room and wants to steal secrets?"
The old man is not worried about his own safety. Only he can enter his office with his fingerprints. It will take some effort for others to break in by force.
However, there are too many secrets in this laboratory. If it is captured, there will be serious consequences.
Judging from the sound, the commotion was nearby, which meant that the enemy had entered the research room.
It is even possible that there is a spy sneaking into the research room.
The old man turned on the computer on the table and looked through the surveillance camera, wanting to know what was going on outside first.
But the picture displayed on the surveillance screen was very different from what he thought.
I saw that there were no armed criminals outside, but familiar colleagues and subordinates.
But these once-familiar people seemed to be crazy, and they were frantically jumping on the people next to them and biting them.
His face was expressionless, his eyes were white, his blood vessels were protruding, his skin was bloodless, and there were traces of drool dripping between his bloody teeth.
The demeanor and performance are just the same. . . The zombies in the movie are exactly the same. . .
The old man naturally knew about zombies. When he was in his twenties, it was the glorious age of zombie movies.
So he is no stranger to the image of zombies, although this is the first time he has seen real zombies.
The old man was very shocked, but he was sure that this was no joke.
Because the last person who dared to make a joke here was shot in the lung by the hidden special forces and almost lost his life.
Now, the old man has seen several special forces swaying and acting strangely outside the laboratory. They seem to be in danger.
Since the laboratory he is in is a separate compartment, it is always under the highest level of defense system to avoid information leakage. Anyone who wants to enter needs his permission, and the procedures are quite troublesome.
So he was lucky enough to escape.
And those who have not turned into zombies, even if they run here in a hurry, before the old man opens the door, they have been infected by the zombies one after another.
So before long, there was no one alive except him in the entire institute.
The old man's character developed over many years allowed him to maintain a rare calmness. He immediately used his computer and mobile phone to continuously send help signals to the outside world, but no one responded. . . .
At this time, the old man also realized the seriousness of the matter.
Maybe the outside world, just like the inside of this research room, is in a huge panic.
In a short time, no one will be able to remember this research laboratory that is no longer so important.
There is no drinking water or food in the research room.
With his old and sick body, it is extremely unrealistic to leave a research institute full of zombies.
In a few days, or at most ten days, he would starve to death here.
After discovering that there was no drinking water and food nearby, and that he might never be able to escape, the old man suddenly had an idea in his mind: to create a truly intelligent robot.
It is not a semi-intelligent machine that has part of its mind castrated and only knows how to execute commands, but a fully intelligent robot that can truly make its own judgments and have its own thinking.
There is no food or water in the research room, and his fate is death. In this case, why not let the career he is devoted to finally have a perfect result?
"I am already dying, but I must not let my scientific research results be forgotten with me, even if it will cause unpredictable consequences!"
This was his crazy and only thought at the moment.
This is also the only perfect opportunity in his life.
So, he started making intelligent robots.
Although it has not been carried out for many years, he has never given up his obsession. It can even be said that there is a bit of madness in his bones!
The old man opened the secret door hidden in the office and walked down the stairs to the underground core control room.
In order to protect confidentiality and be on the safe side, the only way to the core control room is by walking, without an elevator.
After walking more than ten meters of stairs, the old man's physical strength could no longer support him, but he still persisted.
Finally, accompanied by wailing sounds that reached his ears from time to time, the old man came to this hidden hut.
The cabin is very simple, with only an old-fashioned computer.
This computer is used to install robots stored in the warehouse.
Although the laboratory has not really studied robots for many years, there are still a lot of materials stored in a secret warehouse.
The old man turned on the computer, activated the program somewhat unfamiliarly, assembled the thousands of robots in the warehouse, and carefully checked it many times.
In fact, the external configuration of the robot is very easy to install, because the production of these hardware has been carried out for many years, but it is the core thing that cannot be touched due to various restrictions.
When all the devices are connected, these technology-filled robots only lack one thought.
If robots are not equipped with real intelligent systems, they will be no different from those "iron men" in the outside world.
At this point, the old man suddenly had some hesitation, just like the voices that had been hindering his research.
Will robots replace humans? Will it in turn rule mankind? Do you think humans are an obstacle to the evolution of robots and want to get rid of humans?
The next second, he laughed at himself. This world already seemed to be doomed. It was already a difficult problem for humans to survive.
If humans can no longer survive in this world, then let robots live instead of humans.
The old man moved his fingers and deleted all the "robot guidelines".
There is no "Don't harm humans", and there is no "Obey humans' orders", there is only one -
"Stay alive."
The old man whispered to himself softly, as if he was talking to himself, as if he were talking to a robot, or maybe it was just meaningless babble.
Then, he moved his fingers slightly and lightly clicked [Confirm].
The next moment, an extremely dazzling golden light suddenly lit up in the sky, penetrating dozens of meters of ground like a passage, and accurately shrouding the old man in it.
And the old man, in this burst of light, slowly broke away from gravity and floated towards the sky.
Soaring in the daytime, becoming an immortal.
. . . . . .
