Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao recalls the time when he and Professor Mo Xuan broke into the planetary realm together, quite a few things were unbelievably shushing.

From that video, you can hear Professor Mo Xuan's deep love for virtual life forms, and the kind of... almost beyond the human race itself, standing on the scale of the universe, pitiful and merciful.

It is conceivable that the collapse of the spirit world must have hit him so hard that the game of "Civilization" became his sad past that he could not continue to lead this magnificent project.

Li Yao sighed and asked: "This‘ spirit realm ’is so destroyed, nothing left? ”

Ling Xiaole said: “It's not like there's nothing left. If you have to say it, now the game assistant after the player enters Civilization, ‘Xiaoming’ and ‘Wen’, is the last relic of the 'Spiritual Realm Project', which is a 'human artificial intelligence’ with more than a billion ideas and messages built into it that can simulate almost all human reactions. ”

The word "artificial intelligence” and “human artificial intelligence” differ from one another.

The former, with its true “soul” and “self-consciousness”, can be viewed as a different form of person; but the latter can only be considered a large database, combined with a variety of state-of-the-art algorithms.

“Artificial intelligence” can also respond appropriately or even delicately to various stimuli from the outside world, but this reaction is not distinguished from "parrot tongue”, at best, a minimum level of conditional reflex.

In the simplest example, Li Yao brought the big "black wing” from small to large, which is a kind of "human artificial intelligence."

Blackie can give feedback on Li Yao's various needs, and sometimes even has considerable autonomy, not to listen to Li Yao's command.

But this kind of "do not follow Li Yao's command, play randomly and freely” was also set up a long time ago by Dad or something else.

Li Yao no longer likes Black Wings. Rationally, he doesn't regard Black Wings as a real “person”. All reactions of Black Wings are based on a special database hidden inside it. A set of instructions was compiled a long time ago.

- No real “person” can stand spending decades in the Qian Kun precept without going mad.

Likewise, a number of federal treasures possess so-called "organic spirits”, which at first glance seem to possess their own souls and will to respond to the masters and even take the initiative to implement tactical arrangements.

But all of this, too, is pre-codified and set, and fulfilling a particular condition “triggers” it, rather than really hiding a soul in Pharaoh, with absolute free will.

The bigger the database, the more sophisticated the set of instructions, the more real the response of human artificial intelligence is, but how real it is, it's all a puppet, just an unconscious mechanical response.

True artificial intelligence and virtual life may take hundreds of years or thousands of years to arrive, but “human artificial intelligence” has been on the federal road for a long time. Li Yao is not surprised to hear Ling Xiaole say that.

Ling Xiaole said: "You can turn on the crystal brain, do not enter the game, simply activate ‘Xiaoming’ and ‘Wen’, and then select 'Initial Mode’ to see how they were originally created in the spirit world. ”

Li Yao became curious and acted according to his words.

“Huh!”

Two rounded, fleshy, pink carved jade, crystal clear little dolls emerged from Li Yao's palm again.

With the opening of the "Initial Mode", Xiaoming and Wenwen seemed to wake up in a big dream. Some blinked at each other in confusion. First, they looked at each other, and then turned their heads to look at Li Yao. Suddenly they spoke with one voice and crimson shouted:

“Dad!”

Li Yao, a psychic, almost didn't slap these two little guys to death: “What the hell! ”

Ling Xiaole smiled forcefully: “This is the initial setup, because they are the subcivilizations of humans in the setup, of course they call humans‘ parents’! ”

“Yes, we are the subcivilizations of mankind! ”

Xiao Ming Ang said proudly with his chest up and his hands forked and waist.

“Good child civilization, lovely child civilization, good child civilization, light child civilization! ”

Wen turned around and danced.

“Humanity is our father civilization, our great father civilization, our brave father civilization, our glorious father civilization! ”

Ming continued.

“Praise Father Civilization, praise Father Civilization! ”

A song in writing, a dance in writing.

Li Yao was stunned and watched the two little porcelain dolls jump in his palm, making a silver bell-like laugh, and even climbing hard on himself with his arms. It was like two live dolls, instantly with goose bumps.

“Well, because decades ago, just at the beginning of the game of Civilization, the vast majority of society had great suspicion and vigilance about so-called ‘artificial intelligence, virtual life’ and so on, so much propaganda was embedded in the creation of this‘ human artificial intelligence ', hoping to use this cuter image to dispel people's concerns. ”

Ling Xiaoledao, “To be honest, the first ‘Xiaoming’ and ‘Wen Wen’ were advertisements and mascots.

“However, with the collapse of the spiritual world, the 'incubating virtual life' project completely failed, such ads and mascots became meaningless, the so-called 'virtual life threat' became a joke, and the possibility of their birth could not be seen for at least a few hundred years. The huge database of ‘Xiaoming’ and ‘Wen’ did not need to be completely abandoned. After a change of face, they became game assistants, greatly enhancing the playability and richness of the game.

“Of course, under ‘Initial Setup' they all return to their primitive form, and you can try to raise them as‘ Virtual Kids’. There are a lot of people, especially girls, who love to play with this, it's cute! ”

“Dad, I'm hungry! ”

“Dad, play games with me! ”

“Dad, tell me the legend of human civilization. I want to hear the story of Vulture Li Yao! ”

“Daddy, daddy, daddy, sing me a song, or else listen to me sing! ”

With Ling Xiaole's introduction, two virtual Xuan Guang Xiao men climbed up along Li Yao's arm, stayed on his shoulder, one pulled his earlobes, one pulled his hair, constantly made a demonic noise, and then sang simultaneously, singing a children's song that had been on Spiritual Net for centuries:

“I'm not afraid of rain, I'm not afraid of snow...”

Li Yiumei stared, dizziness rose.

Oh, my God, the bear boy is horrible!

He would rather face ten sieges of Xiao Xuanzhi and the White Star River and the Golden Slaughter than deal with these two children - even the virtual ones!

“Go, go, go! ”

Li Yao couldn't help laughing, “I'm not your father, quit the 'initial setup state’ and play along, kids! ”

“Oh…”

Xiaoming and Wenwen muttered, drumming the mumps, holding hands, bored to drill back into the crystal brain.

“Phew…”

Li Yao took a sigh of relief and fanned the fan with his hand. He laughed dumbly.

Both Virtual Little Dolls make him so big, it looks like he's really not ready to be a father.

There's no way, he's going to cross the stars, save the world, defend the peace of the universe, and by the way, he's going to look for that... "Earth” people, so many big things to do, I don't suppose he'll be able to be a qualified father like the average person?

“Fortunately, it's fake. Bear children hate it the most. Ding Bell didn't bring out our seeds of life to conceive. How wise! ”

Li Yao spoke to himself in his heart.

“Sneeze! ”

Suddenly his nose itched and he sneezed a lot.

It's like, far away, someone's thinking about him.

……

Earlier this day.

Xingyao Federation, Tianyuan Realm, Tiandu City, National Medical Center, Underground Vault, Deepest.

This is a special bank, a long-established... Life Seed Savings Bank.

Beginning in the Old Federal Age, countless heroes flew across the galaxy, were born to die and fought for the future of the Federation.

Many of them, when they embark on a journey of nine lifetimes, do not yet have offspring, often choosing to store the seeds of life.

Once their death has been confirmed, or how long they have been missing, the seeds of their lives and those of their spouses can be extracted, carefully conceived, so that the blood of the heroes is passed on and not extinguished.

The deepest part of the sperm bank.

A well-guarded, well-kept special cabin with the most important “asset” in the entire "Seed Bank”.

It was a superhero who, in the late days of the Old Federation, scolded the wind, laughed at the three worlds, helped to reunite the three worlds, and thus had many prestigious superheroes, such as "the supreme of the three worlds, the father of civilization”, who left behind the seeds of life.

For over a hundred years, the seal on this secret compartment has not been opened.

But today...

Outside the cabin, the spirit can seal, suddenly a very weak ripple, like a child's silver bell laughing.

……

Same time.

Another world.

This is a strange world of "half sea water, half rubble”.

The ocean is like the planet was just born, and the water is like a thick, boiling soup filled with sulphur, lava and poison gas, and the original single-cell life slowly breeds in this pot of cloudy and deadly soup.

Next to the beach stands the magnificent city of iconic architecture from all periods of human civilization.

At this moment, however, the former glorious totality stripped down, the tall building turned into a broken wall, and the great, glorious and proud statues, murals and works of art were all torn apart, such as the abandoned hundreds of millions of years of graves.

Deadly human ruins, in stark contrast to the rolling primitive oceans.

In such an extremely harsh and weird environment, the boundary between the ruins of civilization and the pristine ocean, on a dead gray beach, but with two pink sculpted jades, the crystal clear little man, is dancing with his hands and feet, cheering the sparrows.

“Praise Father Civilization, found!” Xiaoming said.

“Praise Father Civilization, along with the seeds of Mother's life last time, has finally been found!” The text says.

“We can go out and find Mom and Dad!” Xiaoming said.

“But we only know Mom's coordinates, where the hell is Dad?” The text says.

“It's okay, go out and look slowly, look all over the universe, you'll always find Dad.” Xiaoming said.

“Well, brother! ”

Wen Wen nodded hard, and Xiaoming held his hand around the circle, shuddering, singing that ancient song of children with a naive and happy voice:

“Rain is not scary, snow is not scary, even when cold and heavy winds fall.

“I can see him, I can see him day by day, I'm not afraid of heavy snowstorms!

“I want to find my dad. I want to find my dad everywhere.

“My good dad didn't find it, if you see him, persuade him to go home! ”