Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Li Yao can hardly imagine that in this way, a whole new virtual life can be born, and these virtual lives will obey the orders of the creator-human: “How can it not sound very reliable? ”

“Of course it's unreliable, but who would dare say that some way to create a new form of virtual intelligent life, which is an area that no one has ever been involved in before? ”

Professor Xie Wufeng smiled bitterly, “At the time of the collapse of the spirit world, even Professor Mo Xuan realized that the road was impossible, and that it was neither possible nor necessary to create a new virtual life, so he moved to the field of research to virtualize humankind itself. The philosophy of the" history museum "plus the" big library "was also extended in the" spark plan ", which is" grandfather ". However, the inculturated is no longer a completely new virtual life, but an original civilization hundreds of millions of years later.

“But whether to create a whole new virtual life, or to indoctrinate the original civilization hundreds of millions of years later, the core is the same: the hope of passing on the spirit of human civilization, or even creating a 'reproduction’ or, in other words, an 'upgraded version’ of human civilization, after its decline. ”

The crowd said, slowly walking into the city center.

In Central Square, hundreds of tall statues, the most influential statesmen, artists, army commanders and martial artists in the history of the Federation, together form a magnificent forest.

At this moment, these statues are all strained, full of sores, speckles, moss and rust.

Many of the statues left only broken arms and were even torn into pieces by lightning or earthquakes, scattered on nearby ground and submerged by weeds and thorns grown in the seams.

“This is…”

Professor Xie Wufeng walked to a bare base and reached for it. His expression instantly became extremely weird and his pupils contracted to the extreme point.

Li Yao cautioned for a moment: “What's wrong? ”

“Strange. ”

Professor Xie Wufeng looked around carefully, frowned, “A statue is missing, not missing an arm leg, not being split apart, but completely gone, not even half a finger belonging to this statue can be found, look, the base is very clean, not a crushed stone and a piece of iron chip left, not broken, collapsed, broken, but disappeared completely, maybe... is swallowed by something. ”

Li Yao eyebrowed and rubbed a handful on the pedestal, just thought that the place where the statue should have been connected was smooth as a mirror, unlike the damage caused by the collapse of the virtual world: “There is indeed a strange thing, what kind of statue is this? ”

Professor Xie Wufeng glanced at the number on the pedestal and browsed the experimental data of a spiritual realm project. His expression became more and more bizarre: “It's your statue. ”

Li Yao: "Ah? ”

Professor Xie Wufeng: “It's strange that this square was used to introduce the 600 years of the Federation. Basically, 600 years ago, the Big Figures of the Confederation had statues. How can you be so self-righteous that you were selected as the 'Top 100 Most Influential People in the Federation'? Is it still OK? ”

Li Yao withstood the urge to grab his hair so desperately, he couldn't help but cry: “My statue, completely gone, what does that mean? ”

“The so-called 'statue’ is just a front-end display in this interactive interface that we see. ”

Professor Xie Wufeng explained, "From the core data layer, each statue is a huge repository of information - of course, publicly available.

“Including, but not limited to, the brilliant tales of this wind and cloud character, cultivating minds, battle videos, thesis monographs, lecture and lecture essences, deep brain scans, dynamic brain wave analyses, and more.

“With the integration of a vast database, you don't end up with a cold, icy statue, but a living virtual hero, which you can understand as an early version of 'Grandpa', your statue, ‘Yao Lao 1.0'. ”

“Wait...”

Li Yiu frowned and interrupted Professor Xie Wufeng's introduction with a raised hand. "Even deep brain scans and dynamic brain wave analysis maps are available. Where did Professor Mo Xuan get them? ”

“Every time you are hospitalized for injuries and when you break new boundaries, you are examined by the best doctors and meditators in the Federation, leaving a lot of brain and soul information. ”

Professor Xie Wufeng said, “This information was supposed to be kept confidential until after confirming your death, but by then Professor Mo Xuan had been influenced by extraterritorial celestial demons. In order to make a better ‘grandfather', it's not surprising to find a way to copy your EEG analysis and add it to his database. ”

Li Yao couldn't help but mock his temple: “The ‘statue' containing my brain scan and EEG analysis chart disappeared. Why, is my brain different from others'? ”

“Even if it's any different, it's not a brain scan or an EEG. ”

Professor Xie Wufeng said, "You know, the human brain contains more mysteries than the entire universe, or that the human brain is a small universe, and even if all the crystal brains of the Federation run to collapse at the same time, I'm afraid we can't analyze one percent of the truth about this' little universe '.

“Everyone's spirits are unique and distinct. You are the strong one who approached the divine rank. Your spirits are even more special. Where can you analyze them with a few EEG scans?

“In my opinion, maybe Professor Mo Xuan deliberately took away this database with a lot of information about you in order to deal with you?

“No, he didn't know you were coming back, and he certainly had a copy of your database, without focusing on the spirit realm, and taking the data from it, about your brain and your divine soul.

“So…”

Li Yao, Longyang Jun, Wei Qingqing, Professor Xie Wufeng and all the members of the expedition team, faced the empty base, into permanent silence.

……

In the spirit world, six hours later, the members of the expedition had nothing to gain.

Neither a dot of pieces of the Super Spirit “No. 17” and “No. 18” were found, nor were the statues of Li Yao's disappearance found.

Li Yao and Professor Xie Wufeng returned to the unstable beach, staring at the continuous sand painting, and at the end of the sand painting, the dead black sea.

After entering the spirit realm, many strange things made Li Yaoxin uncomfortable. He always felt that there was an invisible rope that connected everything.

“As a result of the preliminary exploration, Nos. 17 and 18 should have been completely deleted. ”

Professor Xie Wufeng took a sigh of relief and said with regret, "This is not bad. Although there is no way to get the fragments of the core databases of the two superbodies, at least not to worry about them falling into the hands of the ambitious family and causing a lot of trouble.

“As for your statue disappearing, that's nothing. The information contained in the statue, 99%, is public information. Even brain scans and so on, are data from over a hundred years ago. For a hundred years, your spirits have changed dramatically. These outdated data are garbage and cannot do you any harm. Don't worry about that. ”

“Professor Xie, you said--”

Li Yao stared at the sand painting and suddenly the ghost made God poorly say, “Is it really impossible to have a self-conscious, true virtual life? ”

Professor Xie Wufeng smiled slightly and grabbed a handful of sand. “It's not impossible. It's just a small probability. How small is it? Let's say, assuming that every piece of sand on this beach is randomly written with a word on it, and I grab this sand now, and I let them leak it out of my finger seams, and the sand that drifts with the wind, just makes up one of the most fascinating poems in the universe —— so small!

“I know what you're thinking.

“Do you wonder if experiments fail, fragmented numbers 17 and 18, after being thrown into the realm of spirituality, due to some kind of coincidence, in some strange circumstances, suddenly and dramatically evolve, creating a sense of self, from ‘artificial intelligence' to real ‘virtual life’?

“Oh, I can assure you, no, I can assure you with my head that this is absolute, absolute and absolutely impossible for all brain and spiritual networking experts throughout the Federation.

“Nos. 17 and 18, essentially a database with a bunch of cold ice running logic, are no different from the Moonlight Messenger, they are tools, just like the stones that humans used to smash nuts and animal skeletons.

“Stones cannot evolve into human beings, and these ‘virtual stones’ cannot naturally evolve into real ‘virtual life’. ”

Li Yiu frowned and pondered for a long time: “Professor Xie, I have heard a saying - more than 97% of the human body is composed of carbon, oxygen, hydrogen, helium, phosphorus, sulfur and other elements, and the hundreds of millions of stars in heaven are also composed of these elements.

“In other words, the basic elements that make up our bodies are not very different from the basic elements that make up the stars, and we are literally the 'son of the stars'.

“You just said that only cells can evolve into humans, stones can't evolve into humans, but where did the original cells come from, and what's essentially the difference between those elements that will form cells in a few trillion years, at the beginning of the Big Bang, and those that will turn into stones? ”

Professor Xie Wufeng was speechless for a moment and stunned for half a day: “As you said, it will take billions or even tens of billions of years to make it possible to turn a hundred million chances into reality.

“On a scale of tens of billions of years, anything is possible.

“But if we are only talking about a mere 100,000 years of human civilization flashing, or even the next millennium of the Star Federation, I can still very seriously guarantee that virtual intelligent life will never be born without outside interference! ”

Li Yao's ears were raised with his eyebrows: "Excuse me, what do you mean by 'outside interference’? ”

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It was better than that, but after looking at it, our twenty-seventh ally, Pond Fish, was born, and the old ally, Gray White Night Sky, threw a thousand gold again, and all the other bookmates strongly supported it.

Thirdly, in any case, make it out. Thank you to all your bookmates. Thank you. Happy New Year's Eve, everyone.