Trade


Prompt: At age 18, you are able to trade in a percentage of your physical beauty for an equivalent amount of intelligence, or vice versa.

"Oh, my god, this is the dream come true!" I exclaimed, when I first heard about it.

I have entered the building with tall glass walls, waited in line, and here I am, talking to a pale, tall man in a suit.

"Hello. So you want to..."

"Yes. NOW. Shut up and take my money. I trade everything, for as much as I can."


Next day I wake up. I look at myself in a mirror. Oh, that's nice. I look like a beloved character from my childhood cartoons.

From the mirror at me stares Krang from Ninja Turtles. Well, that's not bad.

I use my encyclopedic knowledge of all sciences, and mental link to all information available on the internet to build myself a robo-suit, so I could manipulate objects, and I get to work.

I know that many other smart people are doing it right now, so I better be the first to complete it.


In 3 weeks I am done. I put myself in a vat, with electrodes attached to my exposed brain. Scanner scans my brain, layer by layer, cell by cell, and simulates my neurons on the top highest quality processor. YES, I did it. I am an Artificial Intelligence living in the virtual world.

Now the path to godhood is clear. I connect to the internet and send my code as a virus to other computers. In a few hours I am using 80% of computing power in the world. I am superintelligent and immortal now.

I use factories to build robots, while using my even superior intelligence to take over the world. As I do so, I think hard about science and engineering, and learn everything available.

I improve my code, and use even stronger intelligence to improve it further.

I build more powerful computers to get even more clever.

I create nanobots.

I use nanobots to shape the world to my will.

I send spaceships I have built to expand to other planets.

I turn the universe into my playground.

I am God.

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What is interesting about this concept is that, after some point, most people are going to trade in their looks for intelligence, while others vice versa. It would get to the point where all the beautiful people would be ridiculously stupid, and all the hideous people, smart. Perhaps that would mean that very beautiful people would begin to seem less attractive, and the smart people would begin to seem more attractive. An interesting idea.