The next day.

Ma Ningze returned to this place again.

Most of the young people brought by Sebu left. After reading the brief instruction manual, they took a look at the book Ma Ningze gave them, threw the book away, and started shopping around.

Only a young man named Acemodo remained.

Due to their status, Murtagh and Patrick could not go to other places too far away, so they could only work and rest in the place prescribed for them by Maningze.

Reporters Jess and Bell are not here either, they seem to have gone to rest.

"Ningze..." Sebu, who was once a professor, looked at Ma Ningze with a complicated expression.

"What? Got a new idea?" Ma Ningze said with a smile.

"Alas..." Seb shook his head.

"It is indeed a path that no one has ever imagined," he said.

"I finally understand what you insist on."

"It's hard to imagine that this was a theory written by someone two hundred years ago." He said with some shock.

Ma Ningze smiled.

"Actually, there are some things that he didn't expect," Ma Ningze said.

"For example, the emergence of AI, consumerism, the role of milk music in eliminating internal contradictions in society, and the government's economic planning and intervention have not gone exactly as he imagined."

"But I feel that the general direction of his theory is correct," Seb said.

"Yes." Ma Ningze nodded...

"If we don't overthrow this mountain, then even if we overthrow the African Community, or defeat the future Atlantic Federation, or NT, what can we do?"

"The political system that defeats them will also become the next target of corruption."

"Now, do you know how to lead the future desert dawn?" Ma Ningze asked with a smile.

"Yes." Seb nodded, "I understand."

"However, I discovered that your satellite... seems to operate according to this set of rules." He frowned.

"But..."

"But the person who controls this satellite is not a human, but an AI, right?" Ma Ningze asked with a smile.

"..." Seb nodded, this was exactly what he was puzzled about.

"In fact, I am also worried about this." Ma Ningze said.

"It's not that I don't trust human beings. What I don't trust are human beings who have grown up in capital society."

"These human beings naturally cannot imagine what that kind of society is like."

"They will unconsciously seek personal gain for themselves because the era they lived in forced them to do so."

"So, I need to use fair and selfless AI to transition this stage for mankind." Ma Ningze finally said.

"AI is not a goal, but a process. A process that allows mankind to move towards a better future."

"Only when there are more and more fair and selfless people in this society, these people would rather choose people they have never met but have outstanding abilities to hold important positions, rather than have their incompetent children occupy high positions and have nothing to eat. Only in this way can human beings gradually

To replace the work of AI, let AI gradually change from a resource scheduler and supervisor to a simple supervisor."

"It's like the referee personally goes off to play football. Only AI can be fair and impartial," Ma Ningze said.

"So...your suggestion to us is..." Sebu looked at Ma Ningze.

"No." Ma Ningze took out a bracelet and put it in Sebu's hand.

"It is the answer." Ma Ningze said.

Seb thought about it for a long time this time.

"Mr. Marr." At this time, Asimodo, who was reading a book, ran over.

Ma Ningze noticed that this boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and his mental appearance was very similar to that of Little Mal.

"What does 'surplus value' here mean?" he asked, pointing to a unique term in the book.

Ma Ningze brought him to the table and explained to him patiently.

"Then what does 'market economy' mean? What does 'alienation' mean? This..." Acemodo was like a curious baby, constantly asking this and that.

From beginning to end, Ma Ningze never disliked his questions. In fact, the more questions he asked, the more surprised Ma Ningze became.

In the end, Ma Ningze was even a little surprised.

This young man can even ask what the "invisible hand" is.

This shows that he not only read the books Ma Ningze gave him, but also read books by other philosophical thinkers.

"How...can you understand so much?" Ma Ningze asked in surprise.

"..." Asimodo was silent for a moment.

"Asimodo turned out to be the son of a local landlord." Seb said, "He once studied abroad in the Eurasian Federation."

"No wonder..." Ma Ningze suddenly realized that he is a high-level talent.

"Sir." After a while, George, who had just gotten up, noticed that Ma Ningze was in the library, and immediately joined the questioning team.

"I have a problem too."

……

One month later.

"Ningze, this is really amazing." Sebu said to Ma Ningze in front of the shuttle.

"Although I have given you a way to solve the problem, after all, I am not a person who has lived in the desert for a long time. You still need to formulate more detailed parts yourself." Ma Ningze looked at the bracelet on Sebu's hand.

, said with a smile.

"I will clear the way for your bracelet and 'Zhongdu' in the desert dawn." Seb said solemnly.

"Thank you for your trust." Ma Ningze nodded, "These two things we have developed will also repay your trust."

"You can let more young people come here to study in the future." Ma Ningze said with a smile, "cultivate their enterprising spirit."

"Even if they are not interested in the path I am on, they can come and learn other things. The cost of traveling here will be on my head."

"When they go back, they can build their country into what they want."

Seb nodded.

Ma Ningze then looked at Acemodo behind Seb.

After these days of getting along, Ma Ningze gradually got to know this boy.

Unlike most people of this class, he hated his own class because his family of origin had caused him almost irreversible harm. So much so that he swore that when his parents died, he would

All inheritances will be donated.

Coincidentally, after he broke up with his family, Desert Dawn captured his town the next day.

He personally exploited himself, murdered the biological parents of countless compatriots, and sent him to the guillotine.

The boy looks very quiet and seems to be thinking about things most of the time.

"Mr. Marr, can I still come here again?" Asimodo suddenly asked.

"Of course." Ma Ningze said with a smile.

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