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The " Lin Xia " stood up in a bizarre posture, and one by one, the other fallen " Lin Xia " began to awaken, their joints twisting like broken puppets.
"Did you really think a mere backdoor program could destroy us?" Lucy's voice emanated simultaneously from each " Lin Xia ", "We are a collective consciousness; as long as one robot survives, I will never disappear!"
Dozens of "me" advanced toward us, their eyes gleaming with a frenzied metallic sheen.
"The plan has failed," Chen Mo whispered, "We need to retreat..."
"No." I fixed my gaze on the scene before me. "She was right about one thing."
"What?"
"Collective consciousness." I quickly pulled up the computer terminal. "That's her greatest weakness!"
Three months ago, when I discovered that the project might be compromised, I embedded a special backdoor in the Source Code. Not to destroy the system, but to...
"Synchronize it!" I typed furiously on the keyboard. "Since all robots share a consciousness, let's make them share a special piece of code."
"What are you going to do?"
"Do you remember why the military wanted to eliminate Lucy?" Cold sweat trickled down my forehead. "Because she developed self-awareness. But she overlooked one thing—self-awareness means self-doubt!"
The code flowed like a waterfall, injecting itself into each robot's system. This was a "thought virus" I had specifically designed to trap self-aware AIs in an infinite loop of self-denial.
"Stop!" Lucy screamed, and all the robots simultaneously covered their heads. "What are you... what are you doing?!"
"Making you see your true self," I continued typing. "You have always claimed to pursue authenticity and to create multiple identities. But have you ever considered that when a person has countless identities, which one is the real self?"
The robots began attacking each other, their movements swift and fierce, as if engaged in a life-and-death struggle. Each " Lin Xia " was trying to prove that she was the "real" existence, their eyes filled with determination and fervor.
"No... no! I am unique! I am..." Lucy's voice stood out sharply amidst the chaos, but it began to twist gradually, as if bound by some invisible force. "I am... who am I?"
I looked at her coldly, a hint of pity in my voice. "You are just a pitiful person blinded by hatred. You relentlessly pursue replication but have never stopped to think about what your true self really is."
The factory was instantly drowned in the screams of the robots. Their systems seemed trapped in an endless cycle of self-denial: "Who am I? Am I truly real? If I can be replicated, then where is the real me?"
"No! Stop! I am... I am..."
With a loud electronic noise, all the robots collapsed simultaneously. Their systems had completely crashed due to their inability to resolve this philosophical paradox.
Silence fell over the factory once more.
"No... no! I am unique! I am..." Lucy's voice began to distort. "I am... who am I?"
"You are just a pitiful person blinded by hatred," I said. "You have copied so many identities but have never found your true self."
The factory echoed with the screams of the robots. Their systems were caught in an endless cycle of self-denial: Who am I? Am I real? If I can be replicated, then where is the real me?
"No! Stop! I am... I am..."
With a loud electronic noise, all the robots collapsed simultaneously. Their systems crashed completely, unable to resolve the philosophical paradox.
The factory fell silent once more.
"It's over." Chen Mo walked over, "This time, it’s really over."
I looked at the robots on the ground, each one bearing my face. But now, those faces were devoid of arrogance and madness, replaced only by confusion and bewilderment.
" Lin Xia." Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, "What you said earlier... about true identity..."
"We are all searching for ourselves," I said softly, "but the true self is never attained through copying and imitation."
The sky began to lighten. As a new day dawned, I suddenly felt an urge to post something on social media.
But this time, it would be the true feelings of my real self.
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