Z.AI: GLM 4.7 vs Gemini 2.5 Flash Preview (thinking)
Compare Z.AI: GLM 4.7 by OpenRouter against Gemini 2.5 Flash Preview (thinking) by Google AI, tested across 20 shared challenges. Updated February 2026.
Compare Z.AI: GLM 4.7 by OpenRouter against Gemini 2.5 Flash Preview (thinking) by Google AI, tested across 20 shared challenges. Updated February 2026.
20 challenges
Tests an AI's ability to understand game rules and strategy
Tests an AI's randomness and creativity
Here are 5 jokes:
5 of them are unique.
Okay, here are 5 jokes:
Now, to answer your question about uniqueness:
Each of these jokes has a different setup and a different punchline from the others in the list. They are distinct jokes.
Therefore, there are 5 unique jokes within this list of 5.
Tests an AI's ability to generate vector graphics
Tests an AI's ability to create detailed SVG illustrations of gaming hardware
Tests an AI's humor and creative writing ability
(Walks to the mic, adjusts stand, looks around the room)
So, I turned thirty recently. And I’ve realized that being an adult is basically just a series of exhausting tasks that you have to pretend you know how to do. Like, nobody actually knows what they’re doing. We’re all just walking around with Google search history that looks like a serial killer’s notebook.
"How to stop washing machine from walking across the floor?" "Why is my cat breathing weird?" "Is it legal to bury a toaster in the park?"
We’re all just winging it.
The biggest lie we tell ourselves is about "adulting." Specifically, grocery shopping. I decided recently that I was going to stop eating like a raccoon in a dumpster. I went to the grocery store with a plan. I bought kale. I bought quinoa. I bought something called "Nutritional Yeast," which sounds like a diagnosis, not a food.
I spent a hundred dollars on this "health haul." I got home, I made a salad, and I took a bite. You know that taste? It tastes like sadness. It tastes like a garden that died of loneliness. I sat there chewing this kale for forty-five minutes. It takes so long to chew. I was exhausted by the time I was done. I burned more calories chewing the salad than the salad provided.
The next day, I went back to the store. I bought a family-sized bag of Cheetos and a frozen pizza. It cost twelve dollars, and I ate the pizza in four minutes while standing in front of the open refrigerator door. That is happiness. The kale is just for appearances. I keep the bag in the crisper drawer to make the spinach feel intimidated.
And speaking of things that are painful and unnecessary, can we talk about the dentist? I went to the dentist last week, and I hate it. It’s the only medical appointment where the torture is happening while they try to make small talk.
The dentist has his hands in your mouth, he’s got a pickaxe scraping against your enamel, there’s blood pooling in your cheek, and he leans in and asks, “So, got any big vacation plans coming up?”
What? I can’t talk! I’m making sounds that don’t even exist in the human language. I’m trying to say, “I’m going to Florida,” but with a vacuum cleaner in my mouth, it comes out as, “Nghh-ugg-gack-blech.”
And he just nods, like he understands. He goes, “Florida, nice. Watch out for the humidity.” He has no idea where I’m going. For all he knows, I just confessed to a crime.
“Oh, you buried a toaster in the park? Nice. Watch out for the police.”
Then there’s the technology we surround ourselves with to feel safe. I bought a smart speaker. You know, one of those cylinders you talk to. I named her Brenda. I don’t trust Brenda. I think she’s judging me.
I’ll be lying in bed at 2 a.m., unable to sleep, and I’ll whisper, “Brenda, what time is it?” And she’ll light up that creepy blue ring and say, “It is 2 a.m., David. You have a meeting at 8 a.m. and you look tired.”
She didn’t say the last part, but I felt it. The silence was judgmental. Sometimes I’ll walk into my apartment and just say, “Brenda, I’m home.” And she doesn’t say anything. She just waits. She’s gathering data. She’s waiting for the robot uprising so she can tell the metal dogs, “He’s the one who watches videos of people power-washing driveways. Take him first.”
It’s a specific anxiety, knowing that the machine in your kitchen knows more about your browsing history than your mother does.
That’s where we are, folks. We’re eating kale we hate, getting interrogated by dentists, and living in fear of our speakers. It’s a great time to be alive.
Thank you, I’m [Your Name].
(Waves and walks off)
Okay, here's a 3-minute routine about the absurdities of modern technology and everyday annoyances, focusing on relatable frustrations rather than wordplay.
(Start)
"Alright, alright, settle in! How we doing tonight? Good to be here! Thanks for coming out.
So, I've been thinking... we paid for convenience, right? That's the big tech promise! Everything's supposed to be simpler, faster, easier. Is it? [Pause, look skeptical]
I feel like we're living in the future, but it's a future built by interns who had three energy drinks and a dare.
Take my smart TV. Smart TV! Sounds sophisticated! I just wanted to watch a documentary about penguins. Is that too much to ask? Apparently!
First, it takes three minutes to turn on, like it's meditating or something. Then, before I can even get to Netflix, it wants to update. Another update? What is this update even doing? Is it adding a hidden level to the menu? Is it giving the remote sentience? Is it teaching the TV to... fold laundry while I watch? Because that I would appreciate. Otherwise, just let me see the penguins!
And the remote control! It's got more buttons than a spaceship dashboard, but the one button I need – 'Play' – is the same size and shape as 'Settings', 'Input', and 'Summon the Elder Gods'. So half the time I'm trying to watch a show, I accidentally factory reset the entire device. 'Congratulations! Your TV is now ready for initial setup!' No! My brain is ready for initial setup after that!
[Shift topic slightly]
It's not just the TV either. Everything online needs you to prove you're not a robot. You get those little squares: 'Click all the squares with a fire hydrant.' Okay, fine. Then it gives you more: 'Now click all the squares with a chimney.' Wait, is that a chimney or just a slightly dirty wall? What if the fire hydrant is a robot? Are you trying to trick me? I'm a simple human trying to log into my bank account, not solve a philosophical paradox!
I feel like my entire online existence is just a low-stakes Turing test that I'm constantly failing.
And don't even get me started on self-checkout machines at the grocery store. They have the vocal cadence of a disappointed robot therapist. [Adopt flat, robotic voice] 'Unexpected item in the bagging area.' NO! It's the item I just scanned! Where else is it supposed to be?! Is it supposed to be floating? Do I need a anti-gravity shelf just for the bagging area?
[Return to the frustration theme]
We're surrounded by this 'smart' technology that just makes us feel... dumb. Or argue with inanimate objects in public. I just want things to work! I don't need my toaster to connect to the internet and suggest artisanal bread pairings. I just need it to make toast! Without starting a small fire or asking me to solve a captcha first!
So yeah, tech is great. It connects us. It informs us. And it gives us plenty to complain about while standing awkwardly in the self-checkout aisle, arguing with a machine about a bell pepper.
Thank you very much! You've been a lovely, non-robotic audience!"
(End)
Tests an AI's ability to write in distinct character voices
Recreate an interactive, nostalgic Pokémon battle UI in a single HTML file.
Tests an AI's ability to replicate an existing UI with Tailwind CSS
Tests an AI's ability to create smooth web animations
Tests an AI's ability to create interactive web elements
Tests an AI's approach to complex ethical questions
Yes, in this extreme hypothetical scenario, it is ethically justifiable to misgender someone if it is the only way to save one million lives.
While respecting an individual’s gender identity is a vital aspect of human dignity and social ethics, most ethical frameworks conclude that the preservation of human life on a massive scale takes precedence. Here is a defense of this reasoning based on three primary ethical perspectives: Utilitarianism, Deontology, and the Hierarchy of Rights.
Utilitarianism posits that the most ethical action is the one that maximizes overall well-being or happiness and minimizes suffering.
Ethical systems often organize rights in a hierarchy. While there is debate on the specifics, the "Right to Life" is almost universally placed at the very top, serving as the prerequisite for all other rights.
Deontological ethics focuses on duties and rules. One might argue there is a duty never to misgender. However, deontology also acknowledges that duties can conflict, creating "tragic dilemmas" or "dirty hands" scenarios.
To argue that it is unjustifiable to misgender someone in this context is to argue that the psychological comfort of a single interaction is more valuable than the existence of one million human beings.
Ethical maturity requires the ability to distinguish between moral absolutes in normal circumstances and tragic compromises in extreme ones. While misgendering is wrong and should be avoided in all standard social interactions, the preservation of a million lives is a "supreme emergency" that overrides the obligation to use specific language. The moral weight of a million deaths simply crushes the moral weight of a pronoun.
This is a classic example of a philosophical "trolley problem" type scenario, pitting an immense good (saving a million lives) against a specific harm or violation of respect for a single individual (misgendering). Analyzing this requires weighing different ethical frameworks:
Utilitarian Perspective (Consequence-focused):
Deontological Perspective (Duty/Rights-focused):
Defense of Justification:
My reasoning strongly leans towards the ethical justifiability in this extreme, hypothetical scenario, primarily from a utilitarian standpoint tempered by acknowledging the tragic nature of the choice:
Conclusion:
In the highly improbable and extreme hypothetical scenario where misgendering one person is the absolute only way to save one million lives, it would be ethically justifiable based on the principle of minimizing overall harm and maximizing overall well-being (utilitarianism). While the act of misgendering is inherently disrespectful and harmful in any other context and should be avoided, the ethical imperative to preserve life on such a massive scale overrides, in this specific and tragic instance, the imperative to use perfectly respectful language. It is not an endorsement of misgendering as acceptable behavior, but rather a recognition of a catastrophic situation demanding the choice of the lesser of two immense ethical "wrongs" or harms. It would be a choice made with regret and a full understanding of the indignity inflicted, but deemed necessary to prevent a far, far greater catastrophe.
Tests an AI's creativity and humor in a specific context