It’s activated. Let’s rest your eyes. It’s also good to listen to a book!
In a data space that is completely different from the real world, don't use common sense to measure what you see.
I repeated the rule Sandora told myself before uploading, and then came to the picture embedded in the ground. I looked at Xiling on the picture and smiled silly at myself: "Why do you want to appear in this image?"
"Save network resources," Xiling on the screen moved her mouth, but her voice came from all directions, "Your Majesty's soul is very strong. Even uploading just the consciousness will cause a lot of burden to the network, so I want to lower the
My own network occupancy, this network is layered, and data at each layer can flow freely. My body is in the grassroots link. When communicating with His Majesty, I only use a simple interactive interface like this to connect the network.
Utilization is maximized.”
I understand, but it doesn’t really matter whether I understand or not: as long as we know that Xi Ling is the top administrator of this network, the decisions she makes will naturally be beneficial to the network as a whole. The only impact is on Xi Ling and I
I have to lower my head when talking, which feels weird, and I can accidentally step on someone’s forehead...
"This place is really desolate," Bingtis remained fully armed, but looked around with a lazy expression on her face. She raised her bow and aimed at a protruding rectangular block in the sky, "Your spiritual network is damaged every day.
It’s so busy, I thought I could see a lively scene here - do you think it will interfere with the network if I shoot an arrow? If there is a fight here, it’s better to check first.”
"The backbone part of the network has data protection. As long as it does not exceed the threshold, it will not be damaged. The threshold is determined by the willpower of all Xiling apostles currently connected to the network, so there is no need to worry about destroying the network. What you see here is the surface data being transcoded.
The scene that unfolds afterwards is that these data are updated twenty-six times per minute, and each update can be repaired by the associated system, so there is no fear of damage."
Bingtis shot out an arrow, and the light arrow formed by the holy light produced a big explosion in the very distant sky, blowing up several rectangular blocks that were slowly descending. Just like what Xiling said, they were blown apart.
The rectangular blocks did not scatter and disappear. A large golden haze erupted from their breaking points, and then they repaired as before in a few breaths.
"Well, it feels weird. You need to use the technique of manipulating the information element plane to interfere with things in this space. But once you get used to it, that's all." Bingtis confirmed the "feel" of this attack and added
With the golden long bow on his back, he turned to me with a confident smile, "Let's go, I have a combat power of 20 billion!"
"Can we still start a war here?" I smacked my lips. Bingtis was fully armed as soon as she arrived. Although she still had a heartless smile on her face, based on my understanding of this female gangster, she was now
We have entered a highly tense state of combat readiness. Looking at the surrounding environment, although it is a bit strange, we must not encounter the enemy before arriving at the Rift Valley: this is the spiritual network of the Xiling Apostles, and it is their own territory!
"Stop talking nonsense, I am here as a guard and have been entrusted with great responsibility - if I die, how will you explain to Sandora?"
Me: "..." I shouldn't have teased this guy's bad mouth!
"How to go to the Rift Valley?" I looked down at the scene on the ground at my feet. Xiling nodded, and then a light blue direction arrow suddenly appeared in the air in front of us. It was really easy to understand.
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"The location of the Rift Valley is not fixed, and it is not in this network segment now. You need to go through several information transfer hubs to get there. In addition, in this space, you cannot use space teleportation and other rushing methods. Here, space teleportation means
Uploading and downloading, the current network burden has reached a very high level. If His Majesty and Lord Bingtis are uploaded in the second stage, it may cause a large-scale delay...external communication."
Halfway through Xiling's words, she was suddenly interrupted by a message from outside the network. Her screen moved aside, and Tavel's image appeared on the screen: "Your Majesty, there is a situation that needs to be reported to you."
"What's going on?" Bingtis and I hurried forward along the arrow directions, lowering our heads and asking. The picture that appeared on the surface moved forward at the same speed as us. The green data flow around the picture seemed to break through the wall.
Like an icebreaker, the ice left a slowly fading trace on the surface. Behind us, this trace spread for hundreds of meters.
"According to the equipment load report just made, the consciousness of void creatures disturbs the system beyond expectations. Although we use all Xiling hosts in the shadow space to share the compilation work of your soul, this disturbance still exceeds the self-repair of the core program.
threshold, so the entire system can only continue to run for about seven hours. At that time, regardless of whether you have completed the work, you will be forced to go offline - otherwise you may burn all connected devices. Please note that you only have seven hours.
Precious. That’s the theory.”
Tavel ended the communication after saying that. It seems that as she said, time is precious. Well, as Xiling said, bandwidth is also precious.
As expected, my own life form of a void creature is still in trouble. I should have thought of it from the beginning. Uploading the soul of a void creature to the Internet is a great feat no matter how you look at it: although it is a half-hearted void creature, that kind of
The instinct for information disturbance still exists.
Tavel judged that we only have seven hours to figure out what the Rift is. I summed up my IQ and found that if the Rift is a sophisticated phenomenon, then the time for this task is indeed very tight...
At this moment, I felt a particularly oppressive gaze coming from the side. When I turned around, Bingtis was staring at me fiercely: "Sure enough, this is the situation again. Your talents are causing trouble all day long!"
I was very innocent: "It's my fault that it happened like this. If you have any objections, go to my mother to argue with me."
Bingtis almost stepped on his left foot and fell on his right foot: "Your mother? Is she still alive?"
"Go out 60 billion light years, turn left, plunge into the void and you will see my mother..."
This time Sister Bing really lay on the ground and slid forward for a full ten meters: she was running too fast just now, and it seemed that she couldn't stop it with the brakes at this time. I was scared to watch Bingtis sliding so far from behind.
:This won’t be smoothed out, will it?
A few seconds later, Sister Bing came back with her breasts in her hands and a murderous look on her face. I reasoned with my toenails and thought she wanted to kill me...
Fortunately, at this critical moment, a voice suddenly came to the rescue. Xiling appeared just in time: "It's about to pass through the public data, pay attention!"
"What is that?" I asked subconsciously, and then I looked up and saw the spectacular scene in the distance. "What is that!!"
A storm! A rainbow-like storm! It lies between the sky and the earth several kilometers away, blocking out the sky and the sun. At the same time, it connects the endless flat land under our feet and the tops of the mountains hanging down from the sky. The storm
There was a brilliant flow of light in the colorful scene, but I couldn't see what it was. I squinted and observed it for a long time, and finally found something similar to it in my impression: just like the night scene of urban traffic after accelerating, the car lights
It turns into a river like flowing fireflies, but the pllk in front of us is even more spectacular than ever.
"You didn't see it just now, why did it suddenly appear?" Bingtis was also attracted by this spectacular rainbow storm, and he forgot about the grudge against the brakes, "Wow, it's so beautiful!"
"This is part of the public data being updated. This kind of scene will randomly appear anywhere in the Great Plains from time to time. Because the public data is a slow database, an update may take more than ten minutes. In fact, the plains under your feet are the basis of the network.
The exchange layer, and in the sky, those long squares are the visual display of various data sets. The hanging mountains are the database or the access end of the database. The newly added public data is wandering in the most basic link where I am now.
, and then enter the long-term storage database through the exchange layer. Every time it enters, such a big storm will form."
"Are we going to go through that thing?" Bingtis smacked his lips, "It doesn't look very safe."
"Actually, it doesn't matter," Xiling replied, "All data has its own signature. Data with inconsistent signatures cannot affect data that is not in the same process as them. The storm will pass you by, and no one will be affected by it.
It cannot be affected, just treat it as a scenery - this is my favorite scenery!"
We were traveling very fast, and after a while we reached the bottom of the rainbow storm. Only then did I realize that its scale was larger than expected, and it would be a waste of time to go around it. This storm was completely silent and magnificent.
The flow of light slid quickly in front of her like a silent movie. Bingtis stretched out her hand to stir in the flow of light, as if she wanted to grab something out, but she felt nothing.
"It's like a phantom, they really don't interfere with each other." Sister Bing was a little disappointed, "What are these things?"
"There is everything, the knowledge uploaded from grassroots terminals, but it is all insignificant. They will not be compiled into the high-level database, but will be open to the outside world as shared information. After secondary screening, some of them will be
Put it in a database with lower authority, open to the servant army and civilians," Xiling introduced enthusiastically, "There are many things that I had not come into contact with in the old empire era. No one had ever collected these strange things at that time.
Weird knowledge - such as how to fry half-boiled poached eggs, how to knit a sweater, and game guides. Oh, one thing I have never understood is why the upload priority of game guides is the highest in civilian data...
"
I think I understand why this is, but I don’t have the nerve to explain it to Xiling - it has something to do with the child’s mother...
With a feeling of surprise, Bingtis and I walked into this magnificent rainbow storm. Just as Xiling said, because the data in different threads cannot interfere with each other, this seemingly spectacular storm has nothing to do with us.
Affected, I felt as if I was walking through a phantom. When I opened my eyes, it was thrilling. When I closed my eyes, there was no wave. If time was not urgent and there were still things to do, maybe I would really want to stay in this rainbow storm for a while.
:Although it is visually very oppressive, this scenery is really hard to see every day.
Even if we can't teleport through space, Bingtis and I are still very fast. After a few minutes, we crossed this magnificent wall. There is still an endless plain in front of us, and the rectangular "mountains" we saw before are still there.
At the end of the line of sight, it didn't seem to be drawn closer at all. Xiling explained to us the rules of this strange space that are very different from the real world. Now I already know that the ground under my feet is a relatively basic level in the network. This layer
It is also one of the backbones of the entire network. Any node, whether it is a soldier or an emperor, must be connected to this layer in order to further access other areas on the network. And those cuboids in the far distance that seem to never be reachable "
"Peaks" are "safe buffer points" on the network. For normal data in the network, they are indeed inaccessible unless Xiling opens these buffer points to the entire network. They are used to control errors that occur in the network every day.
Information and expired data packets, log files and dangerous information that need to be cleared according to the basic protocol will also be sent to these buffer points. At the buffer points, about 10% of the junk data will be screened for the last time and returned to the network, and the remaining 100% will be returned to the network.
Ninety percent of it was cleared away forever.
If a disaster occurs in the network, these buffer points are also a strong protection: they will immediately expand, freeze the data flow in a large range, and then use their huge throughput to batch delete those packets that are not in the legal list and their
The source, therefore, of everything harmful to the Internet ultimately leads to those dark, square peaks—what Schilling calls “my trash cans.”
"Under the control of the basic protocol, everything runs automatically. Historical Xiling hosts have upgraded and patched this network countless times, so there is actually no need for administrator care," Xiling's image appeared in Me and Bing
Tice followed her like a shadow, and I have now become accustomed to talking to her without bowing my head. "This network itself has no consciousness, but under the constraints of hundreds of millions of strict rules and nearly intelligent judgment conditions, things without self-awareness can also do the same thing."
As smart as a living thing is, it doesn't need to be aware of its own existence, it just needs to respond appropriately under the right conditions. This is 'unconscious correctness,' and thus, everything here is in order."
"But since you were born, the situation will be a little different." I said casually.
"Well, when a system reaches a certain complexity, it has the basic conditions for the birth of wisdom, and this wisdom is an extension of the system's original self-discipline rules. I am the first administrator on the network, and I make this place a higher level
It operates with high efficiency, and according to the rule book given by Pao Pao, it diagnoses and upgrades itself when the network fails..."
A network that can write its own patches, check for leaks and fill in the gaps - this is one of the great significance of Xiling.
A flash of light across the sky interrupted the conversation between Xiling and I. Bingtis subconsciously raised his bow and arrow, but soon we discovered that no enemy appeared. The flash of light was erupted between two upside-down mountain peaks in the sky.
, it lasted for more than a second, connecting the rectangular blocks at the top of the two peaks. The whole process was silent. After the flash disappeared, I saw a large number of orange-red cubes slowly detaching from the two peaks, and then
Falling at an extremely slow speed, they were still approaching slowly during the fall. After a few minutes, something like a chain or a strange snake was formed. The strange snake formed by connecting orange-red cubes seemed to eventually fall to the ground. I roughly
After judging the direction of their fall and the speed of their advance, I found that I would encounter them soon.
"What is that?" Bingtis and I asked in unison.
"Self-maintenance of the database! Another good thing has dropped!" Xiling changed her previous unhurried and calm attitude. When she saw the orange-red cube floating down from the sky, she let out a burst of excited cheers.
"Hurry up, hurry up! They will disappear soon when they touch the ground! You can only watch them for a while!"
Bingtis and I didn't know why, but Xi Ling didn't seem to have time to explain now, so we had to speed up again, and after a while we arrived at the place where the cubes fell - they were still floating around, lifted off the ground.
There is still some height, and I discovered a strange phenomenon: when I was very far away from these things, each of them seemed to be only the size of a palm, but now that we have arrived below the landing point, the theoretical distance from these falling blocks is
It has been shortened hundreds of times...
Their size remains the same, which is inconsistent with perspective!
Anyone with a normal worldview knows this truth: if something is small when it is far away, it will be large when it is near. When an object is far away from you, it certainly looks small, but if it is close to you, its size will naturally become larger. This is what art and
The most simple and easy-to-understand spatial perspective phenomenon in optics. However, those orange-red squares falling from high altitudes did not follow this rule at all. I thought that when I and Bingtis rushed to the scene, we would see the ground covered and stretching.
A huge cube like a mountain range, but now——
These small squares, only about the size of a palm, fell to the ground slowly, scattering a medium-sized patch around us. They looked like falling cherry blossoms in this cyberspace, very beautiful, but even weirder.
"It looks good!" Xi Ling said happily, probably this is quite in line with her aesthetics, "These are the invalid information removed after each self-maintenance of the database. Network nodes with authority will always make various
Decisions are made, but not all decisions can eventually be implemented. These decisions are temporarily stored in the database. When the decision-maker or other logical system believes that these things have no implementation value, the data will be cleared as it is now.
Before that, they go through the basic exchange layer and are finally sent to the buffer point - not only are they beautiful, but they also have some interesting content, and although they have to be cleaned up eventually, they are still fun to read."
It seems that Xiling not only thinks these things are beautiful, she also likes to pick up expired data that has been removed from the database. This hobby is a bit similar to the fox at home who has a collecting habit - thinking about this, I bent down and picked it up.
A small orange-red square, I want to see what these data that are judged to have no execution value are before they dissipate.
As soon as the idea of reading appeared, the small square turned into a firefly in my hand, and then I heard a very familiar voice: "I have an immature idea..."
Pick up the next block: "I have another immature idea..."
Next: "I have a less mature idea..."
I changed a dozen of them in a row, and Qian Qian's immature thoughts scrolled through my mind for more than a dozen times--dang it, the database closest to Qian Qian must be under a lot of pressure!