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... people.

But after all, it is a whole. Under the coordination of the intelligent system, it can be dealt with in the first time, and it can still work together in a short time.

But the human heart is the human heart after all, after a long time, all kinds of moths will inevitably appear.

The most terrifying thing about the human heart is that it is unmeasurable and uncontrollable. No matter how powerful the intelligent system is, loopholes will be found out.

Well, now ...

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