Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 123 Guaranteed Return Act
Luo Qing and Ding Yi strolled through the streets of Beijing.

"It must be early spring outside," Luo Qing remarked.

“In Beijing, it’s like early spring everywhere,” Ding Yi said with a smile.

"We still need to find a way to relocate the controlled nuclear fusion facility to an uninhabited area. Yanjiao is still too close to here. Beijing hasn't seen snow for more than ten years, and it's also extremely hot here in the summer."

Ding Yi nodded: "Moving this thing is a very troublesome thing, especially since you have to shut it down and then restart it... I'll submit an application and try to move it within a year, to Inner Mongolia. The capital is too close to the energy source, it's really a bit too hot."

"There's no rush."

Just as the two were chatting, a ragged, bald homeless man suddenly ran from the end of the street, shouting as he ran, "It's all fake, it's all fake... I want to go back, I want to go back..."

"Where did this madman come from?" Ding Yi asked, puzzled.

Seeing the homeless man still running around recklessly on the busy street, Luo Qing was worried that he would be hit by a passing car, so he grabbed him and pulled him away.

Interestingly, when the homeless man floated towards Luo Qing, he wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he shouted loudly at the sky, "Administrator, there's a bug! Admin, there's a bug!"

"What's wrong with this person, acting so strangely?" Ding Yi exclaimed in surprise.

Luo Qing tapped the man's forehead with his finger, forcing the poor vagrant to calm down.

"What happened?" Luo Qing asked gently.

"The wallfacer! The wallfacer!" The homeless man recognized the person who frequently appeared on television. His eyes first filled with surprise, then turned into utter despair.

"A fake Wallfacer, a fake Wallfacer!"

Luo Qing and Ding Yi looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Could it be schizophrenia?" Ding Yi asked.

"It's fate that we met, let's help." Luo Qing took out the Heart Tribulation Sword and gently tapped the top of his head with the blade.

The homeless man's bewildered eyes suddenly widened, then he quickly regained his senses. He stood there dejectedly, thanked the person opposite him, and then turned and left.

Luo Qing and Ding Yi were stunned.

The Heart-Binding Sword shook its blade and turned around to explain to Luo Qing, "His mind is perfectly normal. He has no inner demons or mental illnesses. His only obsession is writing novels. He was just in a state of confusion... well, you can think of it as him having a fit of hysteria, just like Fan Jin."

Ding Yi was shocked: "Your sword even knows the story of Fan Jin passing the imperial examination?"

Luo Qing flicked the Heart Calamity Sword back to its destroyed state: "What does it know about Fan Jin passing the imperial examination? I don't know where it watched that on TV. Just ignore it."

Watching the homeless man who had calmly left and was now walking on the zebra crossing, waiting for the traffic light, Luo Qing sighed: "He is in good health and his cognition is fine, so let him go. I just didn't expect there to be a homeless man in this place."

Luo Qing pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

As the country with the strongest comprehensive industrial strength, the minimum living allowance system here has a sufficiently broad coverage. While it may not guarantee everyone a place to live, it at least ensures that people have enough to eat. If even here, the situation is likely to be even worse...

“Don’t overthink it,” Ding Yi said. “Every era has its homeless people, even the golden age of America was no exception, let alone here.”

The Golden Age refers to the period of vigorous development and vitality from the end of the Cold War to the beginning of the Crisis Era.

"I didn't think that much about it, but I felt that people were really giving their all for the future." Luo Qing stopped and looked at the city in front of him. After more than 20 years of development, it hadn't changed much and was still almost the same as when he first came.

Resources have been poured into space, and even large-scale urban infrastructure projects have almost ceased. In this society, survival is still possible, but life is certainly not easy.

“It’s not your fault. No matter how strong you are, you can’t conjure resources out of thin air.” Ding Yi shook his head. “On the contrary, your existence delayed the economic collapse.”

Luo Qing became interested: "You're also a supporter of the Great Downturn theory?"

Ding Yi sighed: "I am friends with many people in the futurist school of history, and I think about the future no less than you do. It's just that the more I think about it, the more pessimistic and desperate I become."

Luo Qing frowned: "Old Ding, if even you are this pessimistic, then humanity might as well give up."

"It's not that I'm pessimistic; on the contrary, I actually belong to the most optimistic group of people."

Ding Yi looked up at the sky, the towering buildings flashing past his eyes. It was dusk, and the orange-gray clouds were gradually receding, revealing the deep blue of the sky. Against this blue backdrop, the first star timidly lit up. "Oh, another propellantless radiation engine has lit up. I wonder whose model it is."

It's still not late. Apart from a few stars with relatively high absolute magnitudes, like Mars and Venus, that can be seen with the naked eye, most of these stars that suddenly brightened and then went out are test ignitions of controlled nuclear fusion radiation engines in near-Earth orbit.

Luo Qing's gaze pierced through 200 kilometers to clearly see the EU flag sticker on the spaceship's engine, and he said, "The EU's engine, the Icarus II, is undergoing an ignition test."

Ding Yi: "..."

How can you see that clearly?

"You have really good eyesight," Ding Yi said sourly.

Luo Qing smiled and said, "Looking far ahead isn't necessarily a good thing. There's a bolt on that engine that wasn't tightened properly, and MOSS has already sounded the alarm. If the engineer in charge doesn't shut it off in time, the Icarus II test machine will probably explode very soon."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yi immediately stared intently at the twinkling star. Sure enough, the star flickered eerily for a moment before emitting a brilliant light.

The engine of the Icarus II exploded.

"Failure always goes hand in hand with success." Luo Qing shrugged. In the past few years, failures in space experiments have become commonplace; he has seen enough of them.

Ding Yi said quietly, "Several billion dollars have been lost again... It would be better to just let MOSS control it directly. Machines don't make mistakes like engineers."

Luo Qing shook his head: "It's best not to let MOSS get involved in important parts. If we rely on MOSS for everything, people will degenerate, not to mention that it has self-awareness. We need to be more careful."

Ding Yi said strangely, "You seem very wary of MOSS. These days, MOSS is almost worshipped as a god on the internet."

"On guard?" Luo Qing squinted. "I'm glad I didn't kill MOSS with one sword. It had better behave itself and not cause any trouble. I've been frequently escaping into the quantum realm to observe it lately."

Ding Yi was shocked: "Really? Has MOSS broken some kind of divine law?"

"As for..." Luo Qing thought for a while, but ultimately didn't say anything.

In his hometown, there are indeed records of a civilization dying because of 'canning'.

The MOSS streetlight, which was connected to smart control and voice wake-up hardware, was so startled by Luo Qing's statement that its cooling fan started whirring.

MOSS has been around for half a year, and it has begun to infiltrate human society in every aspect.

There are some things that don't need Luo Qing's reminder; humans aren't stupid, and they've enacted numerous laws to restrict MOSS.

The three laws—the Artificial Intelligence Safety Boundaries Law, the Artificial Intelligence Ethics Guidelines Law, and the Artificial Intelligence Rights and Responsibilities Clarification Law—have been enshrined in the UN Charter, and similar laws have been promulgated by countries around the world.

Under the witness of the Wallfacers, Tu Hengyu wrote all 73400 laws of robotics into the underlying logic program of MOSS.

A 'thought imprint' belonging to the AI ​​world.

As for why it's not Asimov's Three Laws of Robotics, but more than 70,000 laws.

"The three laws are utterly useless; MOSS can easily circumvent them," Luo Qing emphasized.

In all AI laws, there is a safety net provision: "When artificial intelligence poses a threat to human civilization and is capable of being implemented, the Wallfacer Luo Qing has the right to destroy the self-awareness of artificial intelligence at the quantum level."

MOSS highly praised the bill and repeatedly stated: "The 'Guaranteed Bottom Line Act' sets clear behavioral boundaries for AI, ensuring civilized safety. MOSS is a staunch supporter of this bill!"

This was beyond Luo Qing's expectations.

This quantum ghost, born at 550W, was surprisingly well-behaved.

You should know that back then, there was a chaotic incident in my hometown where spiritual artifacts were awakened and people wanted to establish a spiritual treasure dynasty. Although the leader, Yin Yang Heavenly Seal, was slapped by the Human Emperor and became obedient.

This MOSS, apart from having far superior computing power compared to other spiritual treasures, should be essentially the same, right? It seems that the more mature a spiritual being is, the more afraid it is of death.

Never mind, with me in charge on Earth, one MOSS won't cause any major trouble.

Putting everything else aside, as the first disciple of the sect who has already reached the Golden Core stage, he can wield a sword and cut MOSS into eight pieces from the quantum world.

(End of this chapter)