Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1337 Tripod Machine

"It's really... really surprising." After receiving the news, the chef revealed a hint of fear in his tone - Shangluo hadn't received any other emotions from him for a long time.

The tripod is an exception.

After all, from the original design, the tripod is the creator and nemesis of the biped. These [craftsmen] can decide the fate of [servants] like switching on and off a light bulb.

However, according to Shangluo, only 20 tripods were built, because according to legend, Vulcan himself only built 20 tripods for use. If the information is true, or Syracuse did not violate the regulations, the tripod here should be one twentieth.

"So, Your Majesty, King of Rome, have you ordered the tripod to stop its operations?"

"Not really. I just thought you might need the help of the Tripod as well?"

Shangluo asked tentatively.

"No, no, no! We don't need it!" The chef quickly refused. They could solve their own problems behind closed doors, but if there was an unexpected force interfering with them, that would be another problem.

"Really not necessary?" Shangluo asked again.

"If you insist, we can do it. We will execute your orders unconditionally." The chef did not resist any more. Shangluo's orders were the goal of the Colombian Automaton State, and all his instructions would be executed unconditionally.

Even if they allowed a natural enemy like the Tripod to enter their fortress,

"Then let the tripod enter the space station."

After all, the structure of the bipedal machine is still limited by the shape of the human body, and the three tentacles of the tripod machine are more suitable for the work of the space station. And the problem is not just the shape.

Shangluo had seen those bipedal machines working before - as [waiters], they were more than capable of doing housework. But their strength was so weak that they could even knock down an underage girl with one punch. This level of strength was obviously not suitable for work.

Therefore, the waiter's daily work is generally not about carrying heavy objects, but about lighter and more technical work.

Although there is no weight in space, it still takes strength to move objects, because moving an object requires force. Weightlessness only allows movement to be maintained for a long time without the need for force.

But the powerful tripods are different. These machines are born to work. The three-legged figures can walk freely on the outer walls of the space station and pass through narrow corridors, which is far more useful than the humanoid two-legged machines.

However, Shangluo still didn’t know how these three-legged machines restrained the two-legged machines - but judging from the chef’s performance, the efficiency of this restraint might be quite high, otherwise the chef wouldn’t be so cautious.

"As you wish, my Lord." The chef responded to Shangluo's order, "We will allow the tripod into our fortress. We will regard him as your agent and obey the orders he conveys."

After the call was hung up, it was almost time for the tripod to enter the space station. On TV, a tripod could be seen climbing the outer wall of the space station and approaching the entrance.

"By the way," Shangluo asked, "how do you control this tripod?"

[Well, how should I put it, the tripod is actually very stupid. 】

"What do you mean? Strong in professional ability but also a bit stupid?" [That's the reason - but in terms of versatility, tripods are not as good as bipeds. Tripods can't solve all kinds of problems like bipeds, their strength and ability are all concentrated on craftsmanship. So this kind of 'stupidity' is not stupid in the usual sense, but because tripods are too focused on their own duties, so it is difficult for them to perform tasks outside of their duties. ]

"So the tripod is controlled by logic?"

[No, it’s actually through voice. It’s the remote control in front of you. You speak and it will obey. The power of words is strong, and it applies here too.]

"Is this a remote control?" Shangluo looked at the console in front of him - there were no buttons on it, just a screen. The screen continued to display what the three-legged creature had observed, and it was not far from the space station.

[Do you see that microphone? You will use it to give commands to the tripod. Please try to give clear, simple, and easy-to-understand answers. Do not use abstract metaphors or the like. As long as the command is recognized, the tripod will move according to your command.]

“Need to charge?”

[No. Whether it is a tripod or a biped, they are all driven by a perpetual motion machine, so they can continue to operate without charging. However, considering the situation in use, the performance of the perpetual motion machine is also different - the servant robot can work 24 hours a day without interruption, anyway, their energy consumption is not high. And these craftsmen, they only work 12 hours a day, and the rest of the time they need to rest and sleep. ]

"They actually need sleep?"

[Yes. Although they don't need energy, they must restore their emotions after working for a period of time, otherwise they will not be able to maintain their work efficiency. Craftsmen are much more stubborn than servants, and this is also the design they were created with. ]

"So, all I have to do to control it is speak into the microphone, right? Do I need any specific instructions?"

[No need. They will listen to whoever gets the remote control. Because the remote control has more authority than the tripod's autonomous thinking.]

From this perspective, these scientific and technological ethics are still very strict.

If nothing unexpected happened, these mechanisms would work normally, and the efficiency of the entire Roman system would not be too low. However, everyone knew that there was a big problem with the system designed by Rome. The loss of control of the automaton alone made the Romans unable to even trust themselves.

"Well, let me use it."

He picked up the phone: "Tripod. Working."

There was a murmur of reply from the other side. The tripod could not speak, but it could make some sounds in reply.

"Continue to follow your orders, then take control of the station and await my arrival."

[You seem very satisfied. Have you thought of some use for it?]

"Let me ask first, Apollonia, are there only 20 tripods?"

[Yes, I can only summon twenty. So, what are you thinking? ]

"I was wondering if I could control the Columbian Automaton through the tripods. After all, there are only 20 tripods in total, and it would be enough to have them guarding all over the world, and to prevent the emergence of too much power. And...if I could build them myself, I would probably build more tripods to establish an automaton administrative system."

(End of this chapter)