Who do you want to thank the most?
Taylor calmly looked at Jeff, feeling that he had made himself very clear: it was their doctor who saved its owner, and it was his policies that saved Finch.
so--
"I... I am very grateful to the Chairman, who brought Finch here. He also saved many people in San Francisco. I am also very grateful to Mr. Robert, and I am also very grateful to Mr. Wang and the doctors..."
Taylor raised an eyebrow, sensing something was amiss. Besides the chairman, who were the other people thanking them?
In that split second, he seized the opportunity and casually interjected, "No need to thank me, it's what I should do, and what we must do."
It seemed as if he "knew" he would be the next one to be thanked.
In reality, this is just an insurance policy.
Even if the robot doesn't include him in its thank-you list after he says that, it doesn't matter, because the robot is ungrateful and takes polite words seriously.
If Jeff includes him in his thank-you list later, then the robot is indeed intelligent and knows who it should thank.
Regardless, he won.
However, things did not go as he wished.
His words immediately drew Jeff's attention.
Jeff tilted his head, and even without any expression or eye contact, everyone could sense the confusion it conveyed.
"Excuse me, sir, who are you? Your name isn't on my thank-you list. If you think I should thank you, please explain why..."
Pfft!
The surrounding reporters couldn't help but laugh; the sound of snorting filled the air. If there were a few more, they could make up the engine for a jet plane.
Viewers watching the live broadcast on television were also amused by Jeff's unexpected reaction. Taylor, who had been strategizing and boasting about his wisdom just a moment ago, looked like a clown in front of the bewildered Jeff.
Even after making a fool of himself, Taylor maintained a stiff smile, at least without any obvious loss of composure.
In his mind, however, he silently retracted his assessment of the robot's intelligence; it was clearly an idiot!
"Mr. Jeff, it was I who initiated the proposal for parallel universe medical aid," Taylor whispered to Jeff.
But Jeff, like a brute, kept the loudspeaker blaring. "What does this have to do with anything?"
Is that right?
Taylor secretly pinched his palm, giving up hope that the robot could understand the structure of human society.
"It's nothing."
Taylor left dejectedly, glancing at his secretary as he did so; she returned a knowing look.
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Although the boss wasn't very happy, that didn't matter.
The on-site interviews continued.
Reporters at the scene began asking Jeff other questions, such as his views on humanity and the Mutual Aid Society.
Jeff acted normally when faced with these questions, and he spoke the truth.
Its view of humanity differs from Finch's.
Finch believed that other humans were dangerous, but it didn't entirely agree and had dared to voice its dissenting opinions.
"I don't think humans are necessarily dangerous. I've had contact with Mutual Aid Society before; they're human too, and they were very friendly to me and others..."
To prove his point, Jeff even took out a tablet and played photos he and everyone else had taken on the Golden Gate Bridge.
However, upon seeing the photos on his tablet, the reporters and audience were momentarily speechless.
Because in their timeline, the Golden Gate Bridge was destroyed by the monster twelve years ago, which has become a memory for the older generation.
Then, the reporters asked the last and most important question.
Do you consider yourself wise? We believe you are absolutely capable of passing the Turing test.
Jeff paused for a moment upon hearing the question.
It knows what the Turing test is: having a person talk to a machine for a period of time, and during this time, the human cannot detect the robot's true identity, and the person thinks they are chatting with a real person, then they have passed the test.
Jeff knew he could absolutely pass the Turing test, and he could even control himself to not pass Turing test.
But does that mean it possesses wisdom?
At that moment, it remembered a dream it once had: a photo of itself, Finch, and Goodyear together on the Golden Gate Bridge.
Do bionic robots dream?
"I... I don't know."
In the end, Jeff shook his head and didn't reveal the news of his dream.
It planned to wait until Finch woke up before going back to find the magic-wielding guild master...
After the live interview ended, Jeff, this machine
The man in the Pacific Rim Spacetime continuum instantly became a sensation.
Although Jeff is ugly and not cool at all, his story is touching and bizarre enough.
Therefore, Jeff and Finch's story became widely known.
So much so that when Zhang Tianyuan came to PPDC again a few days later, Ning Jihua took the initiative to approach him and subtly inquire about Jeff.
Rumors are circulating among various countries that Finch and Jeff are President Zhang Zhang's "reward" for Taylor, in recognition of his initiative in undertaking the medical assistance mission in No. 5 Spacetime.
When Zhang Tianyuan heard this news, he was completely dumbfounded.
"These two people will definitely have to return to their own timeline eventually; free movement between different timelines is not currently permitted."
Zhang Tianyuan responded directly.
He doesn't have that kind of mind.
No one can attempt time travel until the people of the 2012 timeline are withdrawn from the Legend Spacetime.
The main reason for this trip to the Pacific Rim Spacetime is the " Pangu " mech.
Today is the day we agreed upon for the start of construction on the mecha.
Ning Jihua had already prepared the materials for the new mecha and, as instructed by Zhang Tianyuan, piled them up in the selected mecha assembly plant.
"However..." Ning Jihua's lips twitched slightly as he said this, somewhat speechlessly, "Mr. Taylor also said he would help us build the mechs, so he sent over many cargo ships."
"Freighter?"
Zhang Tianyuan couldn't understand what this meant.
Until he arrived at the chosen assembly location, a quiet spot by the sea, near a harbor for transporting various large parts and supplies.
Judging from the address, this should be the future Moyulan Base.
Surprisingly, Taylor was already waiting there.
Moreover, he brought quite a few people with him.
Upon seeing Zhang Tianyuan arrive, he immediately approached with a smile, "Mr. Chairman, our domestic Mecha Factory has been restarted, and the cargo ship is ready. These materials can be transported back to our country at any time to start production."
Taylor's face was beaming with a radiant smile.
At the last meeting, Zhang Tianyuan only asked Ning Jihua to prepare the building materials for the mecha, but did not ask him to build the mecha.
In his view, wasn't this implying that he didn't want Ning Jihua to build the mecha?
Looking at the world as a whole, besides Ning Jihua, which other country can independently build mechs?
Yes, it is I!
So as soon as the meeting ended, he overruled all objections and forcefully launched the Mecha Factory revival plan, all for this day!