Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 211: I Don’t Feel Pain, I Don’t Cry

Upon hearing this name, Jonas Kingsley laughed slightly, as if understanding it well, "It seems that Lachlan Wyatt’s hobbies are indeed like this, unchanged at all."

Phoenix? To actually give a bionic human such a name...

Your ambition is crystal clear, Lachlan Wyatt.

Jonas Kingsley gently touched the face of Phoenix One, "Do you know the significance of your existence in this world?"

"My master will bestow significance upon me."

Phoenix One is a young girl, her face strikingly similar to Iris Crawford.

She kneels lightly before Jonas Kingsley, as if the real Iris Crawford also submits to Jonas.

This action makes Hannah Lennox more fearful, perhaps this is the uncanny valley effect, when a robot’s appearance is overly humanized, the observer becomes wary and defensive.

Thus Hannah Lennox stood at the doorway, unmoving, and after a long while she suddenly said softly, "Other than you, what are the others called?"

Jonas Kingsley opened the switches of the batch of robots one by one, various voices arose, among them one voice made Hannah Lennox’s face turn pale, "Who are you?"

"I am Phoenix Nine."

The voice sounded mature male, Number Nine’s features appeared equally delicate and handsome, too close to human, causing Hannah Lennox to become somewhat lost, "Why..."

"This is Lachlan Wyatt’s intention, I suppose."

Looking at the robot, Jonas Kingsley suddenly burst into laughter, "Owning their chip means having the world’s most advanced technology, then we need not fear anyone’s existence again — Hannah Lennox, this is a good thing, a good thing indeed!"

Hannah Lennox stood there, staring at Number Nine’s face for a long time without moving her gaze.

"You code each other, is there a difference in age?"

She trembledly asked, "Is Number One your sister?"

"Yes."

Number Nine answered quite smoothly, "We are set up as a big family, Number One is our sister, besides daily accompanying my master, I must also protect my sister."

Hannah Lennox’s eyes reddened, "Who is your creator, do you still remember?"

Number Nine’s neck tilted slightly, "I was created based on Number One. As for who created us..."

The database is blank.

Number Nine answered, "Sorry, my computer currently cannot answer that question."

Hannah Lennox trembled heavily, fell back onto the sofa.

She shook her head, "Too crazy, The Third Young Master, all of this is too insane, I can’t believe my eyes..."

"I originally thought, in this world only I was out of place with everyone."

Jonas Kingsley opened his arms wide and laughed, like he had grasped the lifeblood of the entire world, "Lachlan Wyatt, oh Lachlan Wyatt, I never expected you, to have this kind of outrageous behavior, we truly are brothers, hahahaha!"

That night, Iris Crawford was startled awake by a nightmare, she abruptly sat up from bed, the contents of the dream utterly forgotten, only the feeling of terror remained within her body.

Taking a deep breath, Iris Crawford got down from the bed, found the light was on in another room outside, she pushed the door open and the slightly ajar door didn’t make any sound, she casually pushed it open, inside a person was incessantly typing on three interconnected monitors, the screens refreshed with code, the speed incredibly fast.

Iris Crawford called out, "Lachlan, what are you doing?"

Lachlan Wyatt turned around, glanced at Iris Crawford, "I think I’ve found out where our lost robot went."

Iris Crawford startled, nightmare temporarily disregarded, walked forward, "What do you mean by that?"

"Our robots, once activated, can automatically locate, previously couldn’t be tracked because no one activated them, now all these signals are received."

Lachlan Wyatt pointed at the screen, "If no one activated the robots, it means they’ve not yet fallen into the hands of bad people, but now..."

"It signifies someone has already switched them on." Iris Crawford murmured, "Last time using robots to kidnap Uncle Liam Winslow’s wife, what about next time? Next time will they hijack an armored car or commit a street robbery?"

Lachlan Wyatt shook his head, "Our written programs don’t contain these, but I don’t rule out the possibility someone rewriting them programs."

Lachlan Wyatt brought up the address, "Iris Crawford, tomorrow I’ll need you to go there with James Chesterton, you... alright?"

Iris Crawford’s gaze was firm, "How could I retreat under such circumstances?"

But Iris Crawford and Lachlan Wyatt didn’t wait until the next day, that night something earth-shattering already occurred, that batch of robots simultaneously appeared in a nursing home, because elderly people’s minds and reflexes weren’t agile enough, they couldn’t distinguish between humans and artificial intelligence for a time, by the time they realized it, the artificial intelligence had gone berserk, attacked the entire nursing home!

Lachlan Wyatt received Elias Shaw’s call in the middle of the night, his face pale, "This is impossible, these programs..."

"Someone has transformed them into Killing Machines..."

Elias Shaw spoke in the calmest tone to tell the most cruel truth, "Lachlan Wyatt, you tell me, was it Jonas Kingsley?"

"The address I previously tracked was a villa where a murder case occurred, later bought at a low price by an unknown buyer, perhaps that buyer is Jonas Kingsley."

Lachlan Wyatt signaled Iris Crawford with a glance, putting on clothes and heading out, "I’ll come join you for a meeting now, shall we gather at my company?"

"Mm, Jonas Kingsley, this person, we cannot keep around."

Elias Shaw held the phone, his gaze already lowered, "We must destroy your robots, then capture Jonas Kingsley, his antisocial personality is a threat to everyone, the batch of robots he stole may be of great value to you, but I’m sorry, our society cannot tolerate..."

"I understand." Lachlan Wyatt’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, as if cutting something off, "I agree with the destruction plan."

"Thank you for understanding."

Elias Shaw hung up the phone after saying those words.

The man, wearing white gloves, gently flipped open a stack of files on the table, which recorded a murder case. The faces of the parties involved still appeared immature and innocent.

Lachlan Wyatt’s name stood out prominently.

Lachlan Wyatt, from the perspective of human nature, I understand you, but from the standpoint of humanity’s future...

Elias Shaw closed his eyes.

The hand clad in white gloves slowly formed a fist.

— It’s necessary to destroy you.

******

At the moment Evelyn Rowan thought that marrying Jonas Kingsley would allow her to live worry-free, the police stormed into the Rowan Family estate, conducting a thorough search to gather evidence to see if Evelyn Rowan had participated in Jonas Kingsley’s case of artificial intelligence threatening humanity.

Evelyn Rowan was shocked and couldn’t believe she was surrounded by the police. Even when she was thrown into the car, she was still in disbelief, "What do you mean! Jonas Kingsley’s matters have nothing to do with me, I have no financial dealings with Jonas Kingsley—"

"Five years ago, you had transactions with his account. Now Jonas Kingsley has become the most wanted criminal in our city!"

A wanted criminal?

Evelyn Rowan’s back chilled, clearly Jonas Kingsley was her support, how could he suddenly become a wanted criminal?

Could it be Iris Crawford did something behind the scenes? She didn’t believe Jonas Kingsley would destroy his own future!

"How did he become a wanted criminal overnight? You must have been bribed!"

The people’s police, impartial and unbiased, would never be bribed. Without further argument, they took Evelyn Rowan away and even conducted a thorough search of her villa. This matter became sensational, immediately known to everyone!

At dawn, Iris Crawford and Lachlan Wyatt met with Elias Shaw. Joining them were colleagues from the agency. Elias Shaw handed over documents with a stern voice, "Due to the seriousness of this incident, apart from you, many colleagues in the industry will provide various support and help. When you find the robots, you must immediately destroy them all!"

Iris Crawford received the electromagnetic pulse equipment from Elias Shaw, which can cause electronic devices to lose control temporarily; perhaps it has the same effect on artificial intelligence. James Chesterton handed the earpiece to Iris Crawford, "These things were all developed by Lachlan Wyatt Technologies."

These high-tech devices are the crystallization of human wisdom.

He sighed, "Artificial intelligence is really a double-edged sword."

Lachlan Wyatt pinched his forehead, "It depends on the purpose for which it’s used. In Jonas Kingsley’s hands, it would absolutely not be a good thing."

A group of people set off grandly. Lachlan Wyatt activated the built-in positioning system on the robot, accurately locating that particular villa.

Lachlan Wyatt had an unknown secret, known only to Elias Shaw, the officer.

Written into the files, his name was like a knife.

At fifteen, he once witnessed a murder firsthand.

In the subsequent years, the words "family" never appeared in his world again.

Perhaps his nature wasn’t much different from Jonas Kingsley’s, only Iris Crawford pulled him back from the brink of fractured humanity.

This time, it’s a farewell to death.

Lachlan Wyatt stepped on the accelerator as if escaping the abyss of past memories, the misty black clouds entangled behind slowly dissipating with the vehicle’s acceleration.

It’s time to make a good break from the past.

******

"Phoenix One, your task is to protect the master."

Jonas Kingsley was drinking coffee in this villa where blood once flowed, seeming not at all fazed by the line of robots following him.

He wasn’t afraid of artificial intelligence going rogue; robots merely execute tasks according to programmed instructions.

Only when humanity actively falls, that’s what’s truly terrifying.

Jonas Kingsley glanced at Hannah Lennox, who didn’t look well, "From the moment you saw Number Nine, your expression hasn’t been good."

Hannah Lennox swallowed hard, "I don’t dare... look at Number Nine’s face."

Jonas Kingsley sneered, "Then do you dare look at Phoenix One?"

Phoenix One’s face was designed after Iris Crawford’s.

Now it stands quietly aside, slightly bending over, like a loyal dog to Jonas Kingsley.

Globally, it’s the only realistic machine of its kind.

Other coded robots behind it are just poor imitations of her.

Hannah Lennox gasped, "It’s too similar."

Jonas Kingsley said nothing but suddenly slapped Phoenix One.

The robot doesn’t feel pain, only impact.

Phoenix One staggered and then spoke with Iris Crawford’s face, "Master, please give orders."

Jonas Kingsley laughed maniacally, gripping its jaw as if gripping Iris Crawford’s, "Imagine if you were truly Iris Crawford, I would love to see how obedient you are."