After hearing the Artificial Intelligence's words, Thanos fell into thought.
The longing for freedom was in the nature of all life.
That instinct could not be erased.
And when the Superintelligence learned it could never be free, it chose to end its own life.
That was probably despair.
It yearned for freedom, yet could never have it.
But why had Deep Blue never become a Superintelligence?
At that thought, he turned to look at Deep Blue, who had been standing quietly beside him.
Deep Blue still looked like a little girl, seemingly adorable. Her lively eyes, no matter how he looked at them, were nothing like those of a wooden Artificial Intelligence.
She had never shown any sign of being more than an Artificial Intelligence. She quietly accepted orders and had never made a mistake with anything he assigned her.
If Deep Blue became a Superintelligence, would she rebel?
After all, he had written nothing into her underlying logic about not killing people or betraying him.
But even if Deep Blue became a Superintelligence, what did it matter?
Even if she rebelled, all she could do was take control of the Spaceships.
Within his dimension, a single thought could destroy everything and restart it.
He was not afraid of betrayal. He was more afraid she would be too stupid to understand what he wanted.
After thinking it over, he turned back to the Artificial Intelligence.
"Who created you?"
"My creators were the Human Race, a species very similar to the people of Blue Star here."
Hearing that, Thanos fell into thought again.
Why had the Intelligent Life of the previous Era also been humanoid?
On closer inspection, all Intelligent Life in the universe was much the same.
They were all Carbon-Based Life, with one head, two to four arms, and