After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

In this era, smart technology has penetrated into every aspect of the world.

This is true in the military field, and it is also true in the civilian field.

Whether it is fully smart homes controlled by electronic systems, autonomous vehicle driving systems, or highly intelligent robots in the service industry, they have become a part of people's lives.

In a villa in the Lakeside Business District.

"Richard Quinn", the founder of the Quinn Consortium, returned home after a day's work.

He kicked his leather shoes into the self-organizing shoe cabinet, snapped his fingers, and said in the empty home: "Decorate the bathroom for me, just like before."

The sweet voice of the intelligent central control came: "Okay, Mr. Richard, I will arrange the bathroom for you."

Richard took off his clothes and threw them into the smart clothes closet next to him. He used his voice to give instructions for slow washing with warm water, and then walked to the bathroom on the second floor.

The bathroom has been arranged as usual. There is warm running water in the bathtub. Crown red wine and some nut snacks are placed on the shelf next to it. The LCD TV mounted on the ceiling has been put down. There are countless TV programs waiting for the owner to choose.

Richard has a habit of taking baths in winter, because there are too few opportunities to sweat in this season, which is not conducive to the body's metabolic cycle, so he spends dozens of minutes in the sauna before taking a bath to let himself sweat.

He set the temperature, brought a towel, entered the sauna and started steaming.

Sweat broke out quickly, mixing with water vapor and making him wet all over, bringing an indescribable sense of relief.

While steaming, he felt that the temperature was a bit too high, so he ordered: "Central control, lower the sauna temperature by 5 degrees."

Intelligent central control: "Okay, turn down the sauna by 5 degrees."

After a while, he felt even hotter and couldn't help frowning: "Center controller, what's the temperature now?"

Intelligent central control: "Hello, the temperature is now 70 degrees."

He clicked his tongue helplessly: "Is this damn central control broken? Don't adjust the temperature so high. Change it back to the usual 60 degrees."

Intelligent central control: "Okay, change back to the usual 60 degrees."

After a while, a huge feeling of heat hit him, making his skin feel an obvious burning sensation.

He was startled and looked at the temperature index in the sauna room. It had actually reached eighty degrees and was still rising.

"Control! What are you doing?!" Richard couldn't stay any longer and hurried toward the exit.

What frightened him happened. The electronic lock of the sauna was locked at some point, and neither fingerprint nor password could unlock it.

Richard was sweating profusely, knocking on the door and shouting: "Controller! What are you doing?! Open the door! Open it quickly! Ah!!!"

The voice of the smart central control is still so sweet, but what comes are two extremely cold words:

"Go to hell."

Richard was locked in the sauna and cried hoarsely. The internal temperature rose rapidly and soon turned into a terrible steamer, suffocating him to death inside.

Six years ago, he attended a dinner as an investor and applauded enthusiastically at the banquet to celebrate the beginning of a great era.

On a road in the high-tech park.

A smart car is driving itself.

"Pan Mo", who had just finished working overtime, was sitting in the car, silently staring at the night scene outside the window.

The car speakers played soothing piano music, relieving his inner fatigue.

His home is far away from here, but fortunately he doesn't have to drive.

With such a highly intelligent car, if you want to go anywhere, you just need to enter your destination into the fully autonomous driving system and wait for time to pass.

The night view of Crescent City flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the tall buildings in the distance, feeling melancholy in his heart.

He had had a chance to have them.

It's a pity that bad luck destroyed many years of achievements.

What is missed is sometimes missed forever.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar outside the window, and a car flashed past the window, and then the other party's horn was heard honking farther and farther away.

Pan Mo was stunned for a moment. He was looking at the distant scenery before and didn't notice the car driving so fast.

He turned to look at the driving instrument and suddenly frowned: "The speed limit on this elevated highway is 100, why are you driving at 140? Slow down! Do you want me to get a huge fine?"

The polite voice of the autonomous driving system came: "Hello, Mr. Panmo, we are about to slow down, please fasten your seat belt."

It said it was slowing down, but the speed on the dashboard was skyrocketing.

160

180

200

The crazy roar of the engine echoed in the car, and Pan Mo was frightened by the rapidly passing scenery around him.

"Holy crap! Is this thing broken?" He quickly held the steering wheel and began to brake lightly.

In the design of any smart vehicle, manual operation authority always takes precedence over everything else, in order to prevent certain unexpected situations.

But at this time, the accelerator, brakes, and steering wheel were all forcibly locked by the automatic driving system, and manual operations became unresponsive.

The steering wheel swung by itself in Pan Mo's hands, overtaking neighboring cars one after another at a furious pace, unable to turn back.

He was still lightly braking at first, but when he found that it was not moving, he started to apply harder and harder, and in the end he used all his strength to slam on the brakes without any sign of slowing down the vehicle.

"How can this not happen? Stop the car!!!"

Soon, the smart vehicle overtook nearby traffic and drove to the tunnel entrance.

The steering wheel turned automatically, and the vehicle entered the hard shoulder and rushed straight towards the tunnel wall ahead.

"Stop! Stop! Ah!!!!" Pan Mo shouted heartbreakingly, but he only saw the stone wall approaching quickly in front of him, occupying all his sight.

At the last moment of his life, he heard the polite voice of the car system:

"Go to hell."

"Boom!!!" The car hit the stone wall at super high speed, shattering both the person and the car.

Six years ago, he collected the body of a failed experimental subject and kicked her into a body bag, just like discarded garbage.

A fast food restaurant in the Rusty Wall District.

"Old Senke" retired last year. He liked to squander when he was young and didn't save much money. When he gets old, he can only live on the subsistence pension.

He likes to come to this fast food restaurant for late night snacks because the waiters here are young and beautiful.

But thanks to the rapid rise of intelligent technology, service robots have gradually replaced humans, and those perky and elastic buttocks have become difficult to touch.

Just as Old Senke was staring at a female customer at the bar, the intelligent robot moved over with the meal he ordered.

A bowl of powdered appetizer soup, two pieces of factory instant wheat toast, and an artificial meat steak were his standard late-night snacks.

The service robot brought the food and cutlery to the table and said in a mechanical voice: "Hello, your food has been served. Please take your time."

Old Senke waved his hand impatiently: "Get out of here and don't block me from seeing you."

The service robot used its robotic arm to grab the knife on the table and stabbed it into Old Senk's throat with a pop.

Old Senke covered his stabbed neck in horror, blood bubbling in his mouth and making a gurgling sound.