Generation

Log 13: Planned Meeting

"I doubt that anything would go too wrong," assured Ichishojo, "You have all your evidence, right? With that backing you up, you should remain confident."

"I'm not so sure," Jameson replied, "O'Malley always seems to have something up his sleeve that wins over the board members easily. With only a few meetings left, I've got little time to convince those board members that robots should stop operations."

"If I may ask, what do you have right now?" asked Ichishojo, peeking at Jameson's papers.

"So far.. nothing since the last meeting. I've yet to find out any evidence of robots attacking people either, so it's been difficult for me to prove my point. Not only that, but we've been so busy that we've yet to meet with that Hawkin person.

It's pretty sad, isn't it? I feel like I'm fighting for nothing."

"Don't say that!" exclaimed Ichishojo, putting her hands on her hips, "You're an Arev! They always think of things to get out of sticky situations."

"I think this is a way for my descendants to punish me. I've been doing my best to try to refute their very own inventions, without offering any alternative solution at all. I feel like I'm fighting for the wrong side."

"It's in your gut, Arev," smiled Ichishojo with a wink, "You prefer the safety of people over the potential consequences of your own self. That's a good trait that you should stick to, and is one of the reasons why I've been supporting you!"

"Thank you, Ichishojo," said Jameson as a man in a suit walked out of the doors beside them.

"You may enter now," said the man.

Jameson gulped and entered the board room, with Ichishojo following. The board room was spacious, and each chair sat a nation leader or representative, as well as a few advisors. By the board was O'Malley, smirking at Jameson. Next to him was a tall object covered by a large cloak.

"What's under that cloak?" asked Arev, whispering to Ichishojo.

"It can't be..." mumbled Ichishojo to herself.

"Welcome, Jamie my boy!" smiled O'Malley, "You're a bit late, aren't you?"

"I woke up a little late and had to get my papers sorted out," mumbled Jameson nervously as he straightened his tie.

"Don't worry," O'Malley said, walking over to him to shake his hand, "You haven't missed much. We were all just having a friendly chat."

O'Malley already had prior experience with the board members in this meeting. He's helped them a lot with their companies and gave suggestions to improve society overall. In their eyes, O'Malley was almost a god, a trusted figure of their lives. Jameson had a huge disadvantage, not even knowing the names of these board members. Sure, Jameson's father and grandfather were prominent and famous figures, but these board members judged the present rather than the past.

Jameson's ancestors were nearly irrelevant in this room.

"So, are you willing to give your proposal, Jamie my boy?" asked O'Malley.

"Y-yeah," mumbled Jameson as he prepared his papers, slowly walking up to the presentation board, "As I was saying last meeting.. robots are indeed a threat to society.

Sure, they may seem harmless right now, and quite beneficial. However, in the long term, there's too many risks with the coming robots. First of all, I would like to mention the theory of updates. Sure, they can prevent such risks from happening, but they can only hinder these risks.. it won't exactly solve them.

To my main point, with many robots being produced so much due to the excessive wants in the system and the need for them, there's bound to be at least a 1% to 1.8% percentage of a bug. If that bug manages to spread to the other manufactured robots, which were created with the same software, programs, and created under the same factory, this bug could potentially affect not just the generation it appeared in, but maybe even other generations, old or new.

And with this, I say that we should get rid of robots altogether so that we don't fall risk to this kind of anarchy. A society ruled by robots shouldn't be a society we should strive for. We are humans! We are the people that have survived for so much millennia! We can't let robots dictate our lives and do everything for us!

We can't be dependent on them!"

"What a well thought out lecture, Mr. Arev," said a board member, looking over the documents that Ichishojo had passed out during the presentation, "However, have you taken in the account that humans can strive from robots and possibly gain more scientific opportunities? Obviously, we might not be able to rely on the current humans of this world to handle future risks and problems. Can't we just rely on the future humans of this world to handle those future risks and problems? After we're gone?"

"That may be so, but I don't plan on leaving this world placing that burden on them," replied Jameson, "A burden that they didn't want to have, and a burden that they did not choose. And what are the chances that they may not be able to handle the future risks and problems? This is what I'm saying! If there is a chance that robots are killing as we speak, then we should not risk it!"

"Very well said," smiled O'Malley, "I'd love to give my input on why we should keep robots. Unlike you, Jamie my boy, I actually have something to present that could provide a solution to both our practices. If there is a chance that robots are killing, then we can only rely on the very thing that we have been with all this time to take care of that same problem:

Robots!"

"What are you saying?" asked Jameson in confusion.

"Ladies and gentleman," smiled O'Malley proudly as he took off the cloak, revealing what was underneath it, "I present to you..

Nishojo: The second Generation 0 robot!"