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Chapter 10
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`That’sagoodone,’theconstructsaid.`Like,Iownyourbrainandwhatyouknow,butyourthoughtshaveSwisscitizenship.Sure.Lotsaluck,AI.’
`Soit’sgettingreadytoburnitself?’Casebegantopunchthedecknervously,atrandom.Thematrixblurred,resolved,andhesawthecomplexofpinkspheresrepresentingasikkimsteelcombine.
`Autonomy,that’sthebugaboo,whereyourAI’sareconcerned.Myguess,Case,you’regoingintheretocutthehardwiredshacklesthatkeepthisbabyfromgettinganysmarter.AndIcan’tseehowyou’ddistinguish,say,betweenamovetheparentcompanymakes,andsomemovetheAImakesonitsown,sothat’smaybewheretheconfusioncomesin.’Againthenonlaugh.`See,thosethings,theycanworkrealhard,buythemselvestimetowritecookbooksorwhatever,buttheminute,Imeanthenanosecond,thatonestartsfiguringoutwaystomakeitselfsmarter,Turing’llwipeit.Nobodytruststhosefuckers,youknowthat.EveryAIeverbuilthasanelectromagneticshotgunwiredtoitsforehead.’
CaseglaredatthepinkspheresofSikkim.
`Okay,’hesaid,finally,`I’mslottingthisvirus.Iwantyoutoscanitsinstructionfaceandtellmewhatyouthink.’
Thehalfsenseofsomeonereadingoverhisshoulderwasgoneforafewseconds,thenreturned.`Hotshit.Case.It’saslowvirus.Takesixhours,estimated,tocrackamilitarytarget.’
`OranAI.’Hesighed.
