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Shen Bei looked up at the nameplate on the door: Comprehensive Ethics Argumentation Room.

Shen Bei looked at the nameplate, feeling a little confused.

Argument?

It is clearly a human experiment base, so is there any moral ethics that need to be argued?

Isn’t this taking off your pants and farting?

It's already done. If you hesitate, you will fail.

Shen Bei was not encouraging this behavior, but it was the time when the old era and the new world were transitioning.

If you don't study it, other countries will do it.

The human body’s special abilities, the application of intelligent AI, etc.

If you lag behind, you will be beaten. The Chinese people never forget this and it is engraved in their bones.

At this critical juncture, what kind of moral and ethical arguments are there?

Shen Bei pushed the door open.

The inside was already in a dilapidated state.

Several skeletons fell to the ground.

If it is within a time loop, there should be a "cognitive" argument going on.

Shen Bei looked around the huge conference table.

Each of these skeletons was holding a piece of information in their hands.

On the title page were written in large letters: They are made of meat?!

These words made Shen Bei stunned.

Obviously, this is a question that intensifies the question of biological composition.

"Is not this nonsensical?"

Shen Bei grabbed a piece of information and asked, "If humans aren't made of meat, what else can they be made of?"

Shen Bei became interested.

I want to see what these people are discussing and arguing about.

The information in my hand has been corroded by time and has become dilapidated.

The paper is like the ashes of burnt paper money.

Shen Bei carefully turned to the first page, and the other pages were all scattered.

Shen Bei looked up at the main seat in the conference room, where there was a computer.

"There should be an electronic version of the discussion at this meeting."

Shen Bei felt a little relieved.

He looked down at the page in his hand again, the only thing he could still see clearly was the page number and text.

The text begins without saying anything.

Instead, a clip from a science fiction novel was played.

Shen Bei read it roughly and felt numb all over. Suddenly, he felt that his thinking had risen to a higher level.

The chapter begins with a short story.

Said there were two shocked aliens.

They disguised themselves as humans and sat in a roadside snack bar, cigarettes dangling from their lips, trying to observe the creatures around them.

The two aliens had a very strange idea: they were surprised that "humans seemed to be made entirely of meat."

They find it incredible that the body can produce thoughts independently of machines.

"Thinking meat! Do you want me to believe that there is thinking meat?" an alien laughed.

"Yes," the other replied. "Thinking flesh! Conscious flesh! Loving flesh! Dreaming flesh! Flesh is everything! Do you understand?"

Just a few words almost made Shen Bei doubt his life.

Isn’t it normal for humans to think?

It's surprising that the stone speaks.

But from the perspective of aliens, the fact that "meat" can think and talk is indeed a problem!

What humans dare not believe is the opposite concept.

The idea that consciousness can exist outside the body—in the silicon and metal hardware of an AI system like ChatGPT or Dr. Batu’s SP module—sounds like something out of an alien.

Can a mind really be made of metal and silicon?

Silicon with consciousness! Silicon that dreams!

Shen Bei took a breath of cold air.

"No wonder it's called the Argumentation Room. This topic is really interesting!"

When Shen Bei was thinking about looking at other information, the paper had been completely shredded and turned into dry powder.

He ran a few steps to the main seat in the conference room and turned the computer over.

Directly remove the hard drive circuit board, etc.

He threw it out the window and shouted, "Zhi Ling, suck it away, analyze and summarize the contents, and report back to me!"

"Received, parsing in progress..."

Lingxi Zhiling responded.

Shen Bei searched the conference room again, but found nothing valuable. He left and went to the armory to collect explosives.