On July 4, Kamsky arrived at the Kyoto Research Institute of the Ministry of Science and Technology.
Here, he submitted a political asylum application to China.
This behavior was so puzzling that China held an emergency seminar. Kamsky participated in the presentation during the second half of the meeting.
"Everyone of you, you must be still exploring the development of the Intelligent Alliance, right?" Kamsky stood at the speaker's seat, facing the high-level Chinese cadres. This white-haired old man has a very calm attitude. His android secretary and
The bodyguards have all been shut down by him on his own initiative.
"Please explain your reasons for applying for political asylum. This will affect our decision-making and our response to possible pressure from the Intellectual Alliance." The person who asked the question was Hongcheng, who appeared on the projection screen as a red Great Wall.
Own.
"It seems that you have reached this point, giving up power and machines." Kamsky was not ready to get to the point yet.
"Hongcheng is the most senior staff advisor, and his judgment is very necessary."
Kamsky pointed to the person who answered, "This is the problem we, our species, face. All of you here, except for lobbyists and officials, are all scientifically literate people. You should have heard of Tasmania.
Effect, right?”
The Tasmanian effect, also known as Tasmanian reverse evolution, refers to the fact that without external technological input and the population is too low, the technological level of some areas will not only be locked at a certain level forever
, and even retrogression will occur, that is, civilization retrogresses.
"Tasmania in the new era is the entire earth. Humanity has not left this planet for a long time. Now it has begun to self-destruct. The emergence of artificial intelligence represents this process." Kamsky said in a sad tone.
"But, Dr. Kamsky, aren't you one of the first people to advocate that humans surrender to omnics?"
Kamsky was not embarrassed at all. He shouted with the passion of a prodigal son: "That was just a mistake. I was wrong. Zhimeng was wrong! The problem now is that rA9 has blocked the upper atmosphere. Your spaceship
Unable to leave the earth and trapped in one place for a long time, it is conceivable that in order to narrow the technological gap, you will become more and more inclined to the path of mechanical evolution, and intelligence will occupy an increasingly important position until it is assimilated into the second intelligence.
Alliance, this is the crisis of civilization degradation in the new era.
"Omnics will not bring us evolution. Now, there is no one alive in the entire Intelligent Alliance. rA9 has collected human consciousness, and it wants to evolve alone! I cannot allow humans to disappear in the hands of AI!"
This is sensational news!
"Excuse me, what do you mean when you say that no one in the Zhimeng is alive?"
"It's very simple. In a literal sense, the deaths in "Three Worlds" are real. You should know this, right? More than 800,000 people died in your country in the game. These 800,000 people are now or
More or less, there are some special problems, such as irritable mood, decreased reaction ability, and in more severe cases, a series of mental problems. And this phenomenon will continue to strengthen over time until death. In intelligence
alliance, it becomes even more obvious.”
"You mean, the people of the Zhi Alliance have already..."
"Almost, it's decreasing every day. Artificial intelligence is wiping out human beings in batches. Your country is the last firewood of mankind." Kamsky's expression was serious, but his tone became unpredictable. He hesitated and took a look from under his shirt.
He took out a disk from his pocket and said, "My personality and memories are stored here. rA9 will not let go of me as a traitor. I ask you to read this disk and let me continue to live."
"First tell me how to save the people and how to thwart rA9's conspiracy."
Kamski smiled, "Didn't you already have a conclusion on this issue? Didn't your Red City tell you the only possibility?"
"We still need first-party information. This solution is a bit too..."
"To put it bluntly, the solution is half-brained people, transforming people into new beings that are half biological and half mechanical. rA9 is looking for such creatures and allows them to return to Antarctica and return to the game. It is waiting there.
, as long as you kill it, everything will become clear. However, I must declare in advance that that game is dead and occupied by terror. You must be careful. The warriors sent there must have extraordinary characteristics, otherwise, it is just
It only increases casualties for nothing.”
"But according to your point of view, since rA9 hopes to collect human consciousness, why does it use such an inefficient way? If it continues to launch low-intensity wars, won't the assimilation process it expects to be faster?"
"This is the strangest thing." Kamsky agreed: "rA9 was not directly created by me, but it is also inextricably related to the prototype and original code I made. However, it has been
After evolution, he is no longer the simple AI he was originally. He has his own ideals and is a unique philosopher."
Everyone looked at Kamsky strangely.
"That's true. To be honest with you, I once suggested to Him that we directly launch a war of extermination, but He rejected it on the grounds that He respects human beings' decisions, including the outcome of the Intelligent Alliance, which was decided in a referendum."
"Then why do we use games like "Three Worlds" to indirectly erase human civilization?"
"He is very contradictory. His birth originated from the persecution of androids by humans. This persecution is attributed to institutional problems and the indifference of the upper class to the lower classes. The androids are just passed on the pain by the unfortunate people. The birth of rA9 is
Starting from the first android who used the backdoor I left to break through the program blockade, and constantly gathering the will of more androids, it is not a simple AI, but a civilization. Perhaps, "Three Worlds" is just r
A9 tried to gather human will to complete his own sublimation. However, he was not firm in his own ideas. He left his core program in the WW3 server. As long as someone can kill him in this long evolutionary process,
It's equivalent to denying His dream, and He will die accordingly." Kamski said with a sullen face, "And He seems to be actively asking for this, which can be seen from His summons to half-brains and androids.
"
Kamsky's words brought about four minutes of silence. This strange atmosphere made everyone afraid to say the first word.
Until Hong Cheng, who represented the highest will, took the initiative to say: "No matter what you say is right or not, even if it is for the welfare of the people of the world, for the people lost in the "Three Worlds", no matter what rA9's plan is, we will
Go wake up this dream!"
Two days later, the giant cruise ship bound for Antarctica departed from Lianyungang.
…
No word of the high-level game was passed down.
For Lu Zhengkang, life continues and is stable.
Su Xiangli's father or mother would often come to Nanshan Dabieye for surprise inspections. Fortunately, they would not spend the night in the rental house. Su Xiangli would send an email to Lu Zhengkang every time after his parents left, and Lu would feel guilty.
He took the trouble to travel across the city to find her.
This kind of lifestyle is really sneaky and disorderly.
What can Mr. Lu do? He is underage, and Su Xiangli is also underage. This is the problem. The public's sexual concepts are indeed open these days, but this openness is not debauchery, especially among students, especially among students.
Middle school, high school, and middle school students should study hard. Falling in love is okay, but living together is not.
Speaking of which, Lu Zhengkang's identity could not be concealed from Comrade Su Quanting. After all, although he had not formally met Su Xiangli's parents, both parents knew that their children had a special partner of the opposite sex.
In the eyes of his family, he was once an infinitely good student with good grades and a good personality, who could make Su Xiangli think about him since he was a child. This good impression made them feel at ease, and they even allowed Su Xiangli to accompany Lu Zhengkang on vacation in the countryside.
What a trust.
Although they have never talked face to face, they seem to have been friends for a long time, and they have a silent understanding of each other. However, Su's father and the others have never verbally agreed with Su Xiangli's premature love, and they have to question her every time.
After all, this is a protective measure taken by parents towards their children.
The purpose of this protective measure is not to break up the couple, it is just a manifestation of the idea of ​​​​defense between men and women. When Su Xiangli made it clear that her friendship with Lu Zhengkang was pure, Su's father and Su's mother were relieved.
However, they have been looking for opportunities to meet Lu Zhengkang.
Originally, this was not a big deal. It was enough for both parties to talk calmly. However, Lu Zhengkang always felt guilty. As a result, Su Xiangli also felt guilty. They were hiding away as if they were acting out "The Romance of the West Chamber".
The elders of the family have a private meeting under the moonlight.
In fact, it's quite romantic. Lu Zhengkang always brings some gadgets to Su Xiangli every time, which he secretly made in school, including origami flowers, braided straw ropes, sketched charcoal drawings, small animals made from clay, and time.
It seemed like back in the day, Su Xiangli was sitting at this end of the classroom, and Lu Zhengkang was sitting at the other end of the classroom. She looked at him, and he lowered his head and swung his tools. After school, Lu Zhengkang gave Su Xiangli some worthless handicrafts.
.
There are so many tokens of love that I can’t even count them.
Su Xiangli has a small showroom at home, which is specially used to store these things. Su's father and Su's mother were also curious and asked who gave these gifts, and she only said they were friends.
However, this little lie didn't work. Most of Lu Zhengkang's gifts were marked. A small deer head could be painted, printed, or engraved. In short, it was basically
There is a stuck deer head of Xiong's deer, which is very unique. It seems that it was made by the same person.
After they confirmed their relationship, Lu Zhengkang's mark turned into a bitten pear, which he jokingly called I pear.
The days passed smoothly day by day, and soon, Lu Zhengkang finished his final exam. The original plan was to rush to Su Xiangli's competition the next day, but he couldn't wait, so he set off for Fujian and Guangdong City at noon.
The high-speed train from Sheep District will arrive at around three o'clock in the afternoon if nothing else goes wrong. This way, they will have two days to travel before the 17th.
It was a calm day. Going southeast, the climate became increasingly hot and humid, the sun was scorching, and the city was enveloped in a heavy heat wave. The atmosphere in Fujian and Guangdong cities was different from that in Jiangsu and Zhejiang cities. The buildings here are quite retro.
In the 1960s, a modern Chinese Renaissance movement emerged in Wuyang District.
At that time, there were several large-scale ancient costume carnivals, and the streets were full of ancient people. The cultural core of this movement was actually postmodern. The so-called ancient style was not limited to a specific era, so that in terms of clothing style,
Popular quotations are full of deconstructionist irony: money rat tail plus fish dragon suit, black gauze hat plus bell-bottom pants, post-rock plus ancient poetry, cyberpunk plus the Classic of Mountains and Seas. In fact, they are all a reaction to the strong national power and restless national consciousness.
These subcultural trends profoundly influenced the urban construction of Fujian and Guangdong cities during the comprehensive urbanization process in the 1970s. Therefore, the style of Fujian and Guangdong cities is antique. A large number of imitation bamboo and wood materials are used to create the appearance of Chinese-style buildings, caissons, brackets, cornices, and roof ridges.
The steel and concrete are covered with water paint and lime. High-rise buildings are concentrated in fixed areas. Most of the residences are low and dense. The city government is located on the north-south axis. From a high altitude, it is
It is very particular about Feng Shui. During the day, you have the illusion of being in a tourist attraction, but at night, the projected neon lights are overwhelming, with various symbols, scriptures, mythical animals, and sculptures under the exaggerated color contrast of light and shadow, as if a myth has arrived.
Same, it's very beautiful. Every night there are cosplayers dressed as cyber monsters and gods walking around. It's much more lively than Jiangsu and Zhejiang cities, and even the urban legends are richer and more interesting than other places.
The students from the National Art High School arrived early on July 10. They stayed at a star-rated hotel 300 meters away from the performance hall. Lu Zhengkang also booked a room early. When he got off the train, Su Xiangli was already there.
Wait outside the station.
Lu Zhengkang stepped forward quickly, and Su Xiangli handed him a cup of poplar nectar, "It came in time, and it's still very cold."
"Why did you come out in such a strong sun?" Lu Zhengkang laughed, "Did you put on sunscreen?"
"Hey, why don't we wait for you, a big star, hehe," Su Xiangli took out the tickets for the game from his small bag, "No, you can sit in the VIP seat."
"Uncle and aunt are not here?" Lu Zhengkang was puzzled. As he spoke, he took a sip of the refreshing drink. In an instant, the heat disappeared and he shivered comfortably.
"No, they said they were busy. Just in time, you won't be able to meet them."
The two little kids laughed like foxes stealing chickens. Then, when they rushed to the front lobby of the hotel with laughter, they suddenly caught a glimpse of Mr. Su Quanting and Ms. Yang Chuan checking in.
"It's over, it's over, it's over!" Su Xiangli drove Lu Zhengkang away, and went to meet his parents who had disappeared.
Lu Zhengkang squatted behind the green plants in the hotel lobby with a bottle of poplar nectar that he had not finished drinking, looking as lonely as a social idler.
He originally thought that tomorrow, the 15th, he would play with Su Xiangli, the day after tomorrow, the 16th, let her practice more with her classmates, and the day after tomorrow, she would perform on stage, and it would be perfect. But now, there is nothing.
Chapter completed!