Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The location on the address given by Wang Wenfeng is not very far, just around the neighborhood, even without transportation.

After setting a navigation on AR glasses, the ark took a couple hundred meters or so along the street, turning two turns, and soon came into an alley.

As he stepped into this alley, there was a sudden illusion going back to the 21st century.

In this alley, which is less than five steps wide, there are hundreds of cluttered and cluttered pavements, and these pavements are also stamped with signs, including shoes and hardware and groceries, as well as strange things that he has never seen or understood.

People who come and go here are dressed in expensive and simple clothes, but without exception, they are in a hurry, as if they were heading straight for the theme, walking towards their destination, and few people wander around here.

It is precisely because of this that this otherwise less spacious street appears rather depressed.

As he stepped into the alley, the ship looked up at the sky and did not see the sun, replacing it with only a faint dusk.

Infinitely stretching upwards, the sky is divided neatly like a sky. If it wasn't noon, the sun would hardly shine in here.

The ark can even be sure that if it weren't for the neon reflected by that messy sign, it would be the kind that would be hard to get in here without reaching out to the black of the five fingers.

To make himself less sudden, he did not stop more on the street, but followed the signposts of the live navigation and came straight to his destination.

It's a small doorway between an old-fashioned retail store and a car battery repair shop, and the unexpected appearance makes you look a little less interested in it.

Unlike the other neon glittering "gorgeous jian goods", it's not only not a shiny sign, but the facade is so simple that it stands only on one side of the anti-theft door and the rusty iron sign at the door.

Han Ming?

Read out the two words on the door plate, and the ark reached out and touched his chin.

I don't know if it's a real name or a fake name.

However, it is clear that the question of the end of this subdivision is irrelevant.

With a hint of curiosity, the ark took off its AR glasses and reached out and knocked on the door.

Knock knock...

Two muffled voices, no response behind the door, not even a single voice could be heard.

Just as the Ark was wondering if the man was not home, behind the door was finally a rushing footstep.

“Who?”

The dull, dry sound, coming from behind the door through the speakers, sounds a little distorted, like it's been treated with some kind of inferior effect.

The store was increasingly perceived as somewhat suspicious, and the heart of the ark was cautiously wary and cautiously said.

“A man named Wang Wenfeng introduced me here. ”

When he heard the name, the iron door finally opened, followed by a pale face emerged from the shadows, and the cloudy gaze lit up and down the ark.

“... an ark? ”

“You know me? ”

“I can still see the news, and I'm not curious about the truth or falsehood." The man smiled slightly and opened the door slightly larger, leaving a way out. “The door is not a place to talk about things, come on in. ”

The entrance is dark.

But after passing the front door, the space was not very spacious and finally lit up.

Followed by a man presumably named Han Ming, the ark behind him was also measuring him.

Earlier, he thought he would open the door to an old man in his 60s, but didn't expect to be a man who looked quite young.

“How long have you been out in the sun? ”

“It's been a while...” Han Ming answered carelessly, pushing through the door at the end of the corridor. After making a gesture, he walked in first, "This is my studio, the conditions are a bit simple, I hope you don't mind. ”

As he said, the environment in the house is indeed quite simple.

It's not even simple, it can be described as chaotic.

The hosts of the four holographic computers are under the table and the unfinished code flashes in the window suspended on the table. Not far from the computer, it was a single bed converted into an operating table, but it was not a person lying on the operating table, but a woman who had been demolished into half of the biomimetics.

Looking at a white arm and leg hanging next to him, the bow's eyebrows twitched.

If it weren't for the thread that was exposed to the interface, this image alone would be enough hunting.

Been watching the expression on the road since just now, seemed to see the image I was expecting, the man named Han Ming's voice laughed dry and asked with a toned mouth.

“First time? ”

Ark: “How did you see that? ”

“Most of the people he introduced here are like this. ”

That pale smile looked a little uncomfortable, but he didn't scare the boat.

Even without the magnetic slingshot worn on his right wrist, he doesn't see any threat to his ability to move above average in terms of his health.

Han Ming picked up a cup of tea from the table, drank a sip of turbid tea, and then said carelessly.

“… there's nothing to be surprised about, but neighborhoods like this are actually common in this city. Like a tall building, the taller it is, the bigger the shadow it leaves behind. Not everyone wants to move their stores into a business circle or a big mall, especially for older people and older shops, and it's not a bad thing to stay here with your own soul for the rest of your life. ”

Ark: “But you look pretty young. ”

“Really? Each other, scholars from a hundred years ago,” Han Ming laughed irrelevantly and continued with a casual tone, "Well, that's all the gossip. I never cared about my guests' identities, nor was I interested in their past. Explain your intention and let me see if I can do your business. If we are all happy with each other, then we can make a deal today. ”

Ark: “What business do you have here? ”

“Didn't Wang Wenfeng tell you?” Han Ming said impatiently, "Biomimetic accessories modification, special look customization, modification of the underlying logic of AI… that's probably all. ”

The ark gently frowned.

“Modification of the underlying logic of AI? Can you even do this? ”

“The approach always comes from the application of demand, and I happen to be an expert at biomimicry… Occasionally, some customers develop feelings about their biomimetics, hoping to convert household chores or other types of biomimetics into adult ones to meet their needs in one area or another. There are also people who will hold photos of their dream lovers, or who have copyrighted their faces as red singers and virtual idols, hoping that I will help give his imitators the full look. ”

“It's very common in the 22nd century, and there's nothing to be surprised about. ”

From Han Ming's explanation, the Ark did not fully relieve itself.

According to the information he had read in the encyclopedia, the use and scope of use of biomimetics in this era, although a commodity, were severely restricted.

First, each biomimetic has its own code, which corresponds to its purpose, date of manufacture, product number, and type of AI.

Under the AI Management Approach of Trans-Asian Cooperation, biomimetics are prohibited from modifying biomimetic memory systems in any form after leaving the factory, and are strictly prohibited from obtaining developer permissions through informal means, as well as from modifying the underlying logic of AI.

After all, in this day and age, biomimetics have become an important part of many families and even of society as a whole. And the hidden dangers of illegally modifying biomimetic human-machine systems are unpredictable to all.

Perhaps some are simply trying to get their biomimetics to learn a few more good words, or to learn two more good postures, but it is not possible to exclude some criminals, write about the use of weapons in their memories, or even transform them into a killing tool.

Especially when such modifications relate to the underlying logic of AI, such as the deletion of the article "Prohibition of harm to humanity and violations against humanity”, all offences against the law will be possible.

“Aren't you worried that this could lead to some security risks?” The ark frowned, "such as… causing the modified biomimetic to lose control, or to have an autonomous consciousness. ”

“Out of control? Are you stupid to watch a science fiction movie, or are you brainwashed by some idiot yelling 'de-AI',” Han Ming mocked, "those biomimics are just a bunch of products designed to imitate human behavior and provide standardized services to humans through big data analysis and machine learning. They have no ‘sense of autonomy' at all, as the procedure never allows them to do so. This is no longer a limitation of the underlying code of 'can't kill', but ‘can't do it at all technically’, allowing AI to learn to think. ”

After a sip of turbid tea, Hanmington continued impatiently.

“... I know what you're saying about security risks, but I also said that I don't do business that can cause trouble. If you need anything, just tell me. I don't want to talk about it. ”

Though the attitude of this man seems to be very problematic, the Ark is thinking about himself as a black person and does not seem to have a position to accuse him of doing gray business.

After pondering on how to express his troubles for a while, the ark said.

“I have a biomimetic… it may not be convenient in appearance and may be troublesome to take to the street. If possible, I'd like you to help redesign its appearance. ”

A vintage tablet with a screen was touched from the side. The man named Han Ming took the pen and wrote a few lines on it, then asked.

“How big is it? Just the face? Or the whole head? Or contains other parts of the body? Need to add or subtract biomimetic organs? What about size? ”

“I'm going to change my whole body,” the ark coughed softly, "… I'm just changing its skin, nothing else is necessary. ”

“You'd better give me a photo for reference or build your own 3D model and bring it to me. ”

The ark hesitated slightly and said, “Do you want to bring it? ”

“Otherwise?” Han Ming naturally said, "Do you want me to move this studio and all the equipment here to your house? ”

Han Ming took a plastic robe like a raincoat from the side and threw it into the hands of the ark.

“What is this?”

“This is from the last Guest, if you feel inconvenient, just cover yourself with this thing," Han Ming said in a sophisticated tone, patting the shoulder of the ark, "Don't worry, whatever model of imitator I can fix it for you. ”

“Just leave the deposit and bring it here! ”