Chapter 611 Old 6 Don’t
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Along the way, Gur listened with great interest as Vegapunk introduced the various high-tech products he had developed.
There are cannonballs that have no lethality when they explode but bloom into beautiful flowers, bubble shields that can block and reflect attacks, bubble guns that can fire bubbles made from the energy of the sea and make devil fruit users who come into contact with the bubbles lose their strength, and swords of light that can attract insects.
Gel was not shy about taking any interesting or novel things he saw.
The group wandered around the huge research institute for a while before arriving at Vegapunk's main laboratory.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a tall "round" doll with a yellow ponytail, small sunglasses, and a researcher's work clothes. He was holding a notebook and observing several robots that had not yet been painted while carefully recording data in the notebook.
"Ah! Kai! Brother Kaido! Are you finally here to save me? Jin, you bastard! Are you finally remembering who I am?"
After seeing Kaido, Fat Toy excitedly dropped his notebook and ran over.
"What is this? A malfunctioning robot? Is it really okay to leave such a huge hidden danger in the laboratory?"
Kaido grabbed the fat toy's head with one hand to prevent the thick mechanical arms from hugging him.
"Haha, don't worry. Although he seems reckless, he is actually a very reliable assistant. We have been working together on experiments for decades. He can help me complete various experiments very well."
Vegapunk said with a smile.
He spoke highly of his old teammate Quinn.
The two had worked together a long time ago in "MADS", an illegal scientific research team formed by Vegapunk before joining the World Government, also known as the "Peace Research Institute".
"Captain, this is the research I'm currently doing, and it's almost successful."
Vegapunk brought Gur to the research bench and said as he looked through the glass wall at the six robots of different shapes being assembled by the manipulator inside.
"Wow? Is this the fifth generation pacifist? Dr. Vegapunk!"
Gel looked carefully at the six robots numbered 01 to 06, stroked his chin and pretended to be thinking, and asked even though he knew the answer.
"No, no, no, these are not the Fifth Generation Pacifists, these are actually my clones!"
"Although I am an ordinary genius scientist, the progress is too slow if I take care of multiple research projects at the same time. It really disappoints your trust in me, Captain Gill. So I want to create six clones to help me carry out my daily research work."
"These six avatars are Shakyamuni, who represents "righteousness", Lilith, who represents "evil", Edison, who represents "thought", Pythagoras, who represents "wisdom", Atlas, who represents "violence", and York, who represents "desire".
Vegapunk described excitedly.
"Because my brain is now connected wirelessly, I can share one brain with my six clones. Each person's daily experiences and knowledge will be synchronized once through my brain. This is equivalent to having six more "genius scientists"!"
"And... and..."
"Not bad, not bad! The genius's ideas are indeed unique!"
Gel looked at them one by one, and finally stood in front of the tall female robot No. 06 and asked.
"If we synchronize once a day, we can synchronize our experiences and knowledge. Will everyone's thoughts also be synchronized? Since we share a brain, does that mean everyone should be able to know what the others are thinking?"
Gel really couldn't understand why, since they were the same brain and information was synchronized once a day, didn't that mean they were seven in one? Didn't that mean they had no secrets at all between each other?
How on earth did they manage to not notice the traitor inside, and only wait until someone died before they started to suspect each other and started playing a real-life Werewolf game? Isn't this a sheer insult to intelligence?
"Yeah, that's the theory, but I can consider letting the clones retain some of their own privacy. After all, they are robots with autonomous consciousness."
Vegapunk thought for a moment and replied.
"Huh? Keep your privacy!"
Gel felt that checking on them three times a day was not enough, and he had to frequently check whether the thoughts in these clones' minds had become distorted. When he heard that Vegapunk still wanted to keep their personal privacy, Gel rolled his eyes and really wanted to scold him.
"I say, Dr. Vegapunk, do you have too few good qualities?"
"what?"
Vegapunk was stunned.
"I can understand your integrity, thoughts, and wisdom, but what the hell is this evil, violence, and lust?"
Gel couldn't help but complain.
"None of these three sound like good things! Can you really not find any other good qualities? Like kindness, bravery, honesty, etc.? Are they all unrelated to you?"
"Ah, this... is not either..."
Vegapunk scratched his head in embarrassment.
"You singled out the obvious weaknesses of evil, violence, and lust, and allowed them to have their own independent thoughts and behaviors. This really sounds... um, not reliable at all."
Gel held back and didn't say anything. This was just like an old man hanging himself because he thought his life was too long.
“Hey, hey, hey, Master Gur, even if you are the boss, you can’t laugh at Dr. Vegapunk like that. He must have his own agenda! The old man is more professional than anyone else when it comes to scientific research!”
Seeing that Vegapunk was being deliberately bullied, his personal bodyguard Zhan Taomaru stepped forward to defend him.
"That shouldn't be the case, Captain. Although they have extremely high IQs, they are all kind-hearted robots."
Vegapunk explained.
"No! Vegapunk, since they already have self-awareness and super high intelligence, you can no longer treat them as mere robots, but should treat them as real people."
Ger said seriously.
"The human heart is the most vulnerable to test. They are born directly in the laboratory without experiencing anything. When they wake up, they have the smartest brains in the world. The simpler they are, the easier it is for them to suddenly become bad."
"Old Bei, you have to listen to me today. You have to synchronize information every day. It also has to include what everyone has done and what new ideas they have. You need to know all of these. No personal privacy can be left."
"Okay, I get it, Captain."
Although Vegapunk felt that Gel was being a little too cautious, it was just a small matter, so he did not refuse.
"Also, don't make number six. Five are enough."
Gel pointed at robot No. 6 York and said.
"Huh? Captain Gill, why is this?"
Vegapunk looked puzzled.
"Well, because 'there is an old six' sounds bad."
Gel said as a matter of course.
"Cough cough..."
Everyone was speechless for a while. After a long time, just when they were about to say that what you said made some sense, it turned out that your basis became more and more outrageous.
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