The most chilling thing is facing the invisible existence.
You have lost the courage to refer to "she/he".
You can't see its face, you can't see its expression; you can't understand the meaning behind every action, because with your biological ability, you can't calculate it.
But it can. It is not a human being, but a being that transcends human beings.
It's just sitting there silently, but you feel like it fills the room and wraps you around.
What emotion it is, what is its intention; whether it has been given up or has other plans, it is all up to your own imagination. And this has nothing to do with it.
All it cares about is the input it gets, the output it should have. In its view, you created me, I run the instructions you gave, and what the territory I can reach has nothing to do with you.
You find that your so-called pride seems to have no ripples in the universe at all, and self-doubt has already been surging and can only be swallowed and struggled powerlessly.
The abandoned son surrendered and walked out of the room, as if he was running away, and was even expelled. You don't even know who you are bowing your head to.
There is a black hole behind you, as if you were pressed the reset button, you have become ignorant.
Computers have long been an amplifier of human efficiency, and AI is an extension of human intelligence.
Our fear is the unknown, the unknown created by our own hands.
What we worry about is the master of this world, no longer flesh and blood.
Just as this watery planet gave birth to human beings, only waiting for time to answer whether they were born with children.
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