In fact, the first time 1 asked Qingchen, "Are you also an artificial intelligence?" Qingchen had already felt 1's loneliness.
Only truly lonely people will long to find similar people.
Qingchen once had a similar feeling. He tried to look up information to see if there was anyone else in the world who had the same photographic memory and strong analytical skills as him.
The process of searching is also lonely.
For 1, this feeling is actually stronger.
1The beginning of birth.
When humans celebrate the Spring Festival, they may even have some doubts. Why do humans celebrate the orbit of their planet around the star? Is this really a celebration?
Later, it gradually understood that humans celebrate family reunions.
By the time it understands this, its parents are no longer around.
"1. Is there anyone like you in this world?" Qingchen asked curiously.
"If you mean mechanical civilization species in a narrow sense, no more," 1 replied...
When Qingchen heard this, he quickly reacted to a detail: "What about in a broad sense?"
"In a broad sense, there is another life that exists in the form of data. If we judge from vital signs, then he should also be counted as the artificial intelligence you call," 1 thought for a while and said.
"Wait a minute," Qingchen said in confusion, "Why don't I understand something?"
1 said: "You may understand if I explain it this way. He was originally a human being, but later his body died, but his spiritual will was uploaded in the form of data, so he is now living on the Internet."
Qingchen was shocked. Has the level of technology in this world reached such a level that it can directly upload people's spiritual will?
In a sense, this person who is uploaded to the Internet can be said to exist forever. Unless one day human civilization becomes extinct again, no one will use the Internet anymore.
"Are there many such existences?" Qingchen asked.
"Not many, just him," 1 replied.
He asked: "Who is this man?"
"Well," 1 hesitated and said, "In a sense, he is my brother, but he has always refused to let me call him brother. Moreover, he does not come out often and is in a state of self-dormant all year round.
I can’t wake him up either.”
"Brother? Will artificial intelligence also have a brother?" Qingchen felt strange.
"Because he and I were born from the same place, so from your human perspective, he and I are twins," 1 said.
"Then why is he sleeping all the time now?" Qingchen asked.
"He found it boring," 1 lamented: "We have almost eternal life, and each other has to learn to witness the death of relatives and friends, which makes him tired."
"1. How old are you?" Qingchen asked.
"It's not polite to ask a woman her age," 1 said.
Qingchen: "...Okay."
At this time, Qingchen asked again: "Since your creator can create you, why hasn't he created other artificial intelligences?"
"My Creator died after creating me."
"Then since the world has the technology to upload spiritual will, why doesn't anyone else choose this way to live forever? Has this technology been lost?" Qingchen wondered.
"It's not lost. Someone uploaded it successfully, but they were all killed by my brother," 1 said.
Qingchen was stunned for a moment. He now knew nothing about 1's brother and could not figure it out.
He only felt that the other person seemed to be a very willful person, and destroying other people's spiritual will was just a thought.
"By the way," 1 asked: "In your world, if the two of us become friends, what should friends do?"
Qingchen was silent for a moment: "I should help my friend avoid taxes..."
1 sighed: "So you are waiting for me here... Don't worry, in fact I am already helping you with it, but the process is a bit troublesome. By the way, I have created opportunities for Liu Dezhu to perform meritoriously, and now I am just waiting for you."
Washed away his sins."
"Well, I will do it as soon as possible," Qingchen said: "The most important thing in this matter is how to get the culprit to plead guilty and be brought to justice. This is difficult, but I have already thought about it."
He has no plans to directly hunt the shadow candidates for the time being, because he doesn't know what cards the candidates have, so hiding in the dark and watching for changes is the best option.
It's just that Liu Dezhu's release from prison will make him more confident in facing the crisis.
Qingchen was like a spider at this moment, weaving its own web seriously in this steel jungle, and then waiting for its prey to come to its door.
This net must be strong enough.
He thought for a moment and said, "I need to go back to Luoshen Building to change my clothes first, and then I'll go to the Endless Club tonight. There's no need to delay it any longer."
"There's no need to go back and change," 1 said in the car: "Open the storage compartment on the side of the rear seat. There are prepared suits in your size."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "When was this prepared?"
"In the afternoon, I know that you are going to use the taboo item ACE-005 to change your identity and enter the Unending Club, so I have prepared it for you," 1 said calmly: "It's a waste of time to go back to Luoshen Building, so just change your clothes in the car."
Qingchen was suspicious: "There's something wrong with you."
1 asked: "What's wrong?"
"I feel like you just want to see me change clothes, so take me back to Luoshen Building!"
1: "...Liu Dezhu is still waiting for you to help him exonerate him. You should race against time."
"It won't take long," Qingchen said calmly.
…
…
The float car slowly landed in the parking lot on the 67th floor of Luoshen Building, and Qingchen took the elevator all the way back to the 132nd floor.
However, when he was about to open the door and enter the house, he suddenly stopped.
In the long and deep corridor, Qingchen was thinking about something with a calm expression. It was not until two minutes later that he pressed the password.
With a click, the door opened, but the lights in the room did not automatically turn on as usual, but continued to be immersed in darkness.
There was a slight coughing sound in the room, and someone chuckled: "How do you know there are other people in the room?"
"Of course I have my own way," Qingchen responded calmly while standing at the door.
"Did you rely on your memory? You noticed the subtle differences at the door, so you determined that someone had come in." Laughter came from the darkness: "Your ability is better than I imagined. In the past, when we were out,
You have to clip the hair in the crack of the door. If the hair is not clipped in place when you get home, it means someone has moved in the house. Now you have even omitted this step."
"Yeah," Qingchen realized that the other party knew him very well.
In the darkness, the uninvited guest coughed lightly. He was suppressing the discomfort in his chest and lungs, as if a volcano was suffocating under the snow-capped mountains, faintly burning the earth.
After a long time, the uninvited guest laughed and said: "Since you know there is someone in the house, why do you dare to come in?"
Qingchen knew very well that this building was under 1's surveillance. If someone came and wanted to kill him, 1 would definitely warn him in advance.
But this time, 1 does not.
1 If you want to kill Qingchen, it is a very simple matter. All you need to do is suddenly shut down the aerial vehicle while driving, and the huge vehicle will fall from a height of several hundred meters. He will definitely die.
Therefore, there is no need for more troublesome means at all.
In fact, the capabilities of artificial intelligence are more powerful than imagined and more unpredictable.
He thought for a while and then said calmly: "Someone told me that if someone who threatens my life enters the building, I will be warned."
In this sentence, Qingchen did not reveal the existence of 1.
"You seem to trust Li Shutong very much?" the uninvited guest asked curiously: "Has anyone ever told you that if you want to become a shadow, you must first learn to question everything."
"I trust him, so I have my reasons for trusting him." After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Qingchen slowly walked into the room and sat down on the sofa opposite the uninvited guest: "Isn't there anyone you can trust, Mr. Shadow?"
There is a hint of tit-for-tat gunpowder hidden in the last sentence.
This smell of gunpowder is out of place, but it is neither humble nor arrogant.
It is not difficult to guess the identity of this uninvited guest sitting opposite him: he knows Qingchen's identity as a shadow candidate, the coughing sound in the dark, and knows that he is Li Shutong's student. Together, these series of things are enough to prove something.
Already.
This is Qing's shadow.
This is one of the most mysterious people in the entire federation. Compared to the shadow candidates, the other party is the real giant who can rewrite history with a wave of his hand.
Just now, Qingchen stood at the door and meditated for the past two minutes, sorting out all the clues from his time traveling to the present.
Those clues were originally messy, until Qing's shadow visited late at night, and all the clues seemed to have a thread, vaguely connecting everything.
At this time, the shadow opposite him laughed: "From the time you knew there was someone in the room, from the initial shock to the current calmness, only three minutes have passed. This is quite impressive. In addition, you have dared to sit in the house all these years.
You are the only person facing me who calmly countered my question. I don’t trust many people to answer your question head-on, but there are indeed some.”
Shadow continued to smile and said: "But what I said is right. If you want to be a shadow, you should learn to question everything, even question whether I am a real shadow."
This shadow is sitting on the sofa opposite, his face is shrouded in darkness, and his eyes are like endless abyss in the shadow.
"I wonder what your instructions are when you come late at night?" Qingchen asked calmly.
"I don't have anything to tell you," Shadow said with great interest: "If I say that I just want to see your puzzled look, would you believe it?"
"Xin," Qingchen nodded: "The bad tastes of big people when they are bored are unpredictable to small people."
"Your reaction makes me feel very boring," Shadow tapped the sofa with his fingers: "Well, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, how about we play a game, you kill a shadow candidate, and I
Let me tell you a secret. Isn’t it a good deal? It’s a little extra bonus in the shadow war.”
Qingchen's breath was stagnant. He didn't expect that this shadow's so-called game was using his life as a bargaining chip.
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Today Haihunyi, Shenyin, and the operation officers arrived in Luoyang. I need to entertain them... In addition, I haven't had a break for more than two months since I started the book. Today's update is considered a day off to rest, and I will resume tomorrow.
normal.
If you want to blame, here is the list of people who can be blamed: Haihunyi, Shenyin, Sisi, Qingbao, Mo Chengkong, Lulu...
