If you genuinely believed you were 18 months from building a superintelligence that could cure cancer, you probably wouldn't pivot the entire company to horny chatbots. But I'm just a person with priorities. Maybe the path to solving death really does go through AI girlfriends. I don't have an MBA.
I don't think the Techbro holy book says THEY will build an artificial slop-extruding superintelligence (ASS) that will cure cancer. Rather, in their devotion to moving fast and breaking things, they will stumble onto some combination of code fixes and fudge factors that will let an ordinary CPU transform ITSELF into an ASS with superhuman powers.
Maybe they're including horny chatbots in the mix so the ASS can decide whether cancer or horniness is the greater problem to pursue?