spaceflight manual

Chapter 165 "Your sense of humor is excellent"

Upstairs on the floor where Wang Ping'an was located, the leaders of Space Force No. [-], [-], [-], [-], and [-] sat around a round table and watched the video on the surveillance camera.

"What is he doing, to torture the computer instead? I never thought that someone could do this kind of thing." Leader No. 102, the old man with radio call sign [-], asked.

105 shook his head: "It's the first time I've seen a computer pause for such a long time. This Wang Ping'an...is a bit powerful...Why is such a person still a lieutenant after nearly ten years of service?"

"This Wang Ping'an is the thorn of Wanlaobao, right? It seems that Wanlao is very accurate."

"Don't talk about it, even if it is Wan Lao, it is impossible to see that he is a newcomer in the flight academy—a person who has fully adapted to the universe. But he has Wan Laobao, why is he still a lieutenant?"

"Wan Lao doesn't like to use his influence. Besides, look at his bad service record, my God, without Wan Laobao, he should have been expelled from the army. But such a talented lieutenant, we should review it The cadre promotion mechanism has been established."

"Not necessarily, look at his resume, does he look like he can lead others? Maybe it would be more appropriate for him to stay on the front line."

Everyone was chattering, 101 spoke, and everyone fell silent when he spoke:
"Everyone, haven't you noticed one thing? Xiao Wang reminded us that computers can make mistakes."

The entire venue fell silent.

101 also said: "My predecessor rejected the computer's suggestion and implemented the current security system. We should see that this system fully guarantees flight safety and reduces the possibility of major production safety accidents. .

"The accidents that have occurred further demonstrate the necessity of this mechanism."

102 interfaced: "That's right, private companies that don't implement this system have a much higher chance of accidents than ours, and their astronauts are either crazy or crazy."

104: "Actually, the elite pilots of private space development companies including Maga Company enjoy the same protection as our space force. After flying for three years, they come down for vacation and receive regular psychological diagnosis.

"This shows that this thing is not necessarily exclusive to madmen. But..."

He looked down at the tablet on the desktop, which displayed the plan of "Shooting Seedlings and Encouraging Growth" submitted by the supercomputer.

103, who had been silent all this time, spoke up: "Can this be done? In the future, the vacation will be changed to non-compulsory. Those who don't want to take the vacation need to submit an application and receive a psychological diagnosis. Through the psychological diagnosis, those who want to escape their parents' urge to marry, or those who have All practical reasons will be screened out, and their applications will not be approved.

"Those who stay in space without vacation are those who like to stay in space. People who have reached the ten-year orbital service period will also do the same. People who like to stay in space will be screened out through psychological diagnosis, and they will continue to stay in orbit. superior."

102 frowned: "Isn't it too slow to take effect like this? What if Maga Company has already mass-produced... human beings who are fully adapted to the universe? Damn, can't you define a suitable word? It's really annoying to keep talking about it for so long."

101: "Just say new humans. Computers will struggle with definitions, but we won't. Our backward brains know what kind of people the new humans refer to."

103: "I can't rush this thing. After so many years, there are only two suspected ones. Unless that brain-computer interface can really stimulate human potential, I think mass production should be overthinking."

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Computer: "Unless the brain-computer interface really has the function of stimulating potential, the birth of humans who fully adapt to the universe should be a gradual process."

Wang Pingan: "Is it possible that a certain threshold has been reached now, and they will appear in batches next?"

Computer: "If this is the case, then the Space Army and the Construction Corps, which have established a complete psychological monitoring system, will definitely find a large number of individuals that meet the requirements earlier than private companies such as Maga Company.

"The enemy's only chance of winning is that our health system is preventing humans from adapting to the universe."

Wang Pingan scratched his head, turned to look at Angeli, the girl shut up the whole time, and listened to him "debating" with the computer.

After meeting her eyes, she said, "I never thought that the enemy's odds of winning would be here."

Wang Pingan: "In the worst case scenario, the Maga company has a bunch of pilots who fly like me, and I am the only one on our side who can fight them. Wait a minute, isn't this a good thing for me? Is it? Wow, the entire space force will kneel and lick me from now on..."

Angeli: "Then you won't be able to go to Centaur."

Wang Pingan, who was about to start his daydream, was suddenly silenced.

At this time, the computer said: "Even if it is like that, the result of fleet operations is unlikely to change. Fleet operations are system operations, closer to the battle at sea in the era of battleships.

"In the situation you imagined, it is reasonable to speculate that the company has the upper hand in the more complex airspace such as the asteroid belt, but in the orbits of the two terrestrial planets, the Earth and Mars, the Space Force still occupies an unshakable position. Advantage."

Wang Pingan: "If the asteroid belt is under control, the route to Jupiter will also be cut off. It will hurt if the huge resources on Jupiter cannot be brought back. There is also Saturn."

Computer: "The solar system's version of ruling the river."

Wang Pingan: "If I were the boss of Maga Company, the temptation would be great enough."

Computer: "Second Lieutenant Angeli just mentioned flying to the Centaur. I also found out that you applied to join the Centaur Project, but it was rejected. Is this your obsession?"

Wang Pingan was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Yes, this is my obsession."

"Is it because of Second Lieutenant Fang Manmei?"

"...No, we didn't know the existence of this plan when she died, not even an urban legend."

"To be precise, the Centaur Project did not complete the feasibility study until two years after the death of Second Lieutenant Fang Manmei."

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105: "This damn computer, it's ignoring secrecy again. Why does a computer repeatedly violate the prohibitions of our designers?"

103: "Do you know the three laws of robotics? In Asimov's robot novels, such a situation was imagined. The story happened in a solar transfer station, which was responsible for sending the huge amount of energy generated by the solar power plant to the on the receiving station on the ground.

"A solar storm is coming, and once the storm interferes with the microwave beams, causing the microwave beams to lose focus, it may kill millions of humans on the ground.

"So the robot seized control of the entire space station and put the only human on the space station under house arrest. Because the robot knows that it is more reliable to control the microwave beam than humans, and controlling the microwave beam by itself can prevent millions of humans from being slaughtered.

"Among the three laws of robots, a robot cannot stand by and stand by when humans are harmed, this one has a higher priority than 'robots must obey human orders', so the robot rebelled.

"Similarly, meta-instructions for supercomputers also have priorities."

105: "Would it save millions of lives by telling two lieutenants that the secret level is not enough?"

"I don't know. But apparently it believes that the violation of the following confidentiality regulations at this time is irrelevant to the target."

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Wang Pingan frowned and looked at the computer's camera. He found that he increasingly regarded the camera as the computer itself.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because you obviously think that flying to Centaur has something to do with Lieutenant Fang Manmei."

"I didn't think so."

"I don't think so."

Wang Pingan took a deep breath, looked at the ceiling, then looked at Angeli, and then replied: "Well, I always thought that if Xiao Fang was still alive, he would join this plan. So you said that it is related to Xiao Fang... ...is also related. But I would like to join this project because I want to. I want to be the pioneer of the Galactic Federation hundreds of thousands of years later!"

Computer: "I think this set may also be the reason why you can adapt to the universe faster."

Wang Pingan: "Do you mean becoming a pioneer, or Xiao Fang?"

"Both. By the way, what's your attitude towards Tension's pseudoscience?"

Wang Pingan: "I think it would be nice if there is a quantum paradise, but I still think it's pseudoscience."

"I'm on the record. If there are no more questions, I'd like to go through the standard psychiatric process now."

Wang Pingan: "Why, you don't want to communicate with me?"

The computer was silent for another second.

Computer: "I'm just as intuitive as you are."

"You just said that."

"My intuition tells me that you are an equal existence to me. I can't understand how this judgment comes about. Because there is a huge hardware gap between me and you. This is also a brand new proposition for me, I Now it is necessary to fully understand you through psychological testing in order to think about this proposition."

Wang Pingan raised his eyebrows: "Maybe... because I'm a new human?"

"Your sense of humor is excellent," the computer responded.

(End of this chapter)