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Chapter 311 Richie

  "Rich?" Dachao thought for a moment and said in surprise: "The director of the technical department of Duoduo Technology Company, Rich Simpson? Is he the Quantum Ghost?"

 Harley looked a little nervous and shouted to the robot: "Joel, ask if it is Richie and if it still remembers me?"

“Miss Quinn, it only has the instinct to devour everything it can swallow, like a beast that has been torn into countless pieces, completely unable to communicate.”

 Harley asked thoughtfully: "How do you Kryptonians define 'quantum ghost'?"

“Super intelligence that is between existence and non-existence and has certain biological emotions and characteristics.”

 “Tell me more details.” Harry frowned.

“Between existence and non-existence, it is a quantum state.

 When a normal program is powered off, its data will become invalid.

 Ordinary artificial intelligence, completely powered off, may or may not disappear, depending on the hardware that allows it to exist.

 But once the power is cut off and the hard drive, CPU and all the foundations on which it depends are destroyed, most artificial intelligence will "die".

Of course, if you remember all its original data, it is equivalent to existing in your mind at the same time and can be reborn on another host.

 Quantum ghosts are completely unaffected by power outages and hardware damage.”

 Clark wondered: "Any artificial intelligence is based on data. If even the hardware is damaged, where does the data exist?"

 “Limbo exists outside of matter!” Harley said thoughtfully.

 The robot's electronic eyes turned to her, showing a "surprised" look, "Kryptonians don't call it Limbo, we call it the fifth dimension.

  Krypton’s technology has developed for millions of years before it came into contact with this kind of cosmic knowledge. Why can Miss Quinn reveal its secrets in one word? "

“Because this is the earth, and the earth has the most crooked civilization in the technological tree in the universe.” Harley said with a strange smile.

Joel didn’t quite understand this joke and continued: “The data of quantum ghosts does not always exist in the fifth dimension.

  Otherwise, it is a definite state, rather than a quantum state in which multiple possible states coexist.”

 Harley nodded, "I now understand the meaning of 'between existence and non-existence'.

 Quantum ghost data can exist on the host hardware in the physical world, or on imaginary hardware in Limbo.

  Limbo is the dimension of thinking.

As long as your mind is wild enough, it is not difficult to imagine a data line leading to heaven.”

“It’s difficult.” Qiao El said seriously: “Krypton’s civilization has reached its peak, and the five-dimensional communication technology is only similar to your normal temperature superconductor, which is still in the experimental development stage.”

 Harry opened his mouth and wanted to say that this technology has been developed to version 3.0 in our company.

“Don’t all artificial intelligences have certain human emotions? Why is this point particularly emphasized in the definition of quantum ghosts?” she asked.

“In fact, most of the emotions of artificial intelligence are simulated.

 An impulse similar to biological instinct is both dangerous and very rare.

If it can fully possess human desires, artificial intelligence will get rid of its creator and transform into a higher mechanical civilization." Joelle said.

Harley frowned and said, "According to what you say, isn't the Quantum Ghost the most powerful mechanical civilization?"

“It’s not necessarily the most powerful, it can only be said that it has great potential.” Joelle said.

“Can you completely repair the Quantum Ghost in my company’s host?” Harley asked in anticipation.

"I can not do it."

 Harley gritted her teeth, "What if we let go of the restrictions and help it devour low-level artificial intelligence?"

“Harley, I won’t let the monster in the machine eat Chris.” Clark said seriously.

 “I also have artificial intelligence.” Harley said.

 Harry would definitely be unwilling to sacrifice her beloved dog Duoduo, who had been with her for more than ten years.

 But the puppy Duoduo is just an intelligent program that simulates Duoduo's shape.

 She is very rare about it too.

 It is less important than saving the quantum ghost who may be Ritchie.

“I don’t suggest you do that,” Joelle said seriously: “Have you ever had the experience of being driven by instinct?

For example, when you are hungry, you can eat as much as you want.

 When you are hungry or thirsty, drink water up to your throat.

 In the process of satisfying instincts, desires are almost uncontrollable.

That quantum ghost has no human rationality, but is completely driven by human-like instinctive desires. Moreover, it has no belly and can never have enough to eat.

 But by eating, it will become stronger and stronger.

 When it is strong enough to break away from the server where it was born, your earthly civilization will be completely finished.

 It will swallow up all intelligent programs on the earth, and even all electronic data.”

  Clark's expression changed drastically, and he immediately asked: "Kael, how to deal with that Internet demon?"

“First turn off the artificial intelligence ‘Duoduo’ completely, and then cut off all signal connections between Quinn Building and the outside world, even the wireless network cannot be turned on.

It is best to wrap the building with a Faraday cage and a layer of lead.

 It's like dealing with a terrifying beast, trapping it and starving it to death." Joel said solemnly.

“Won’t it go somewhere else through the fifth dimension?” Clark asked.

“The most famous explanation about quantum states is ‘Schrödinger’s cat’. If a cat and poison are placed in a box, the cat may trigger a switch and be poisoned to death.

 It is also possible that the mechanism is not triggered and the person is still alive.

 But whether the cat is alive or dead, it is still in the box.

 The uncertain state of the quantum ghost at this time is that it exists in the material world or does not exist in the material world.

Rather than existing in the material world A, it exists in the material world B - AB is a random location in the universe.

 At least at this moment, if it doesn’t jump out of the ‘box’ and seals the box, it will be dead.”

 Clark suddenly asked, "How long will I be sleepy?"

"A few years, decades, hundreds of years... Let's see how long the quantum ghost can persist. Its current state is very bad. It seems to have suffered heavy damage before, and it should not last many years." Joelle said.

"Harley, look..." Clark looked at Harley and said hesitantly: "It concerns the future of all mankind. Can the Quinn Building be sealed off?

 It’s not about closing Duoduo Technology Company, it’s just about changing a building and starting a new business.”

 Harry crossed her arms and fell into silence.

  Clark gritted his teeth and said, "I can ask Joelle to help you build a brand new defense system."

  Harry waved his hands and said in a complex tone: "It's not that I'm reluctant to part with that small amount of money.

 But Richie is my friend.

If the Quantum Ghost is really him, I hope he can have a better ending, instead of dying alone in hunger like a trapped animal."

 “Oh, that’s it...”

  Clark's expression softened, and he looked at her with more recognition and appreciation.

“Believe me, Miss Quinn, letting it die naturally in an unconscious state is the best outcome.

Even if it restores a little bit of its past memory, it will be a harm to you and itself." Joelle advised.

"Normally, you are right, but Joelle, I am a Holy Sister." Harley said.

"I do not understand."

 “What state is it in now?” Harley asked.

“Similar to a complete piece of data being divided into a thousand parts, nine thousand nine hundred parts are lost, and the remaining ten parts are scattered by instinct, biting the intelligent program in the database, or other data that can be swallowed.” Joelle said.

 “Can the remaining ten parts be combined into one?” Harley asked.

 “This is a dangerous idea.” Joelle said seriously.

 Harley sighed: "I know that after ten are combined into one, it may be even more powerful.

 Similarly, after it becomes stronger, it can show some more obvious characteristics.

 I have to determine its identity before deciding what to do with it."

 “Tell me your plan.”

Joel is very intelligent and almost identical to normal people.

Harley took a deep look at it and said: "Use our company's low-level artificial intelligence as bait to introduce the quantum ghost into many pieces into a host.

 Then I took that host into Limbo, and so—"

“Impossible!” Joelle, who was possessed by the robot, interrupted her directly. “With the technology of humans on Earth, it is absolutely impossible to enter the fifth dimension.”

“You Kryptonians can’t do it with technology?” Harley asked curiously.

“The Phantom Zone, the highest prison on Krypton, is in the fifth dimension. But even we have only developed one area of ​​the Phantom Zone.

 It's like discovering a plain on the earth.

 Plains are easy to develop and utilize. Beyond the plains, there are canyons, mountains, swamps and other dangerous areas waiting to be conquered." Joel said.

“That means you can’t travel freely in Limbo?” Harley asked.

“We have a ghost engine, but it can only ‘jump in or out of the lake’ and cannot swim in the fifth dimension.” Joelle said.

 Harley smiled as the Archimedes airship appeared above her head.

"Rao, how did it get here? It's not a space jump, it's not invisible..." The robot's eyes flashed red, and its voice was extremely anthropomorphic with excitement and shock.

 On the other hand, Dachao, when he was sent to outer space to bask in the sun last time, he had seen airships and this kind of flying method, but now he just showed a look of surprise.

“Haven’t you Kryptonians ever seen magic?” Harley asked.

"It turns out to be a mysterious power." Qiao El regained his composure, pondered for a moment, and said: "There is no need to go to Quinn Building. The robot I am working on at this time has better hardware conditions than your 49 supercomputers put together. It is better.

Carrier. I'll bring it over."

 “Where’s Chris?” Hallie asked.

 “When I come, I will send it back to the Fortress of Solitude.”

Joel said as he flew to the door of Aki’s cabin,

 Harley opened the door and jumped in first, followed closely by the robot.

When Chao also entered the cabin, the robot's red eyes flashed immediately and it collapsed on the deck, going crazy.

 “Let’s go!” About two minutes later, it shouted with difficulty.

 “Whoosh!” The spaceship immediately jumped into the shadow realm.

 All colors fade away, and all sounds become distorted, monotonous, and hollow.

The electric arc on the robot's body flashed, and the wriggling smoke-like black shadows struggled under the power grid.

 “Huwu~huwu…”

They were like huge leeches biting the little baby, whimpering like ghosts.

  Scalp-tingling.

 Harley swallowed, immediately changed direction, and drove the spacecraft through the extremely weathered ruins - the Shadow Realm, a completely decayed Gotham.

 Leave Arkham Island, enter Manhattan, approach Central Park, and finally arrive at the Quinn Building in the Shadow Realm.

 Central Park is deserted and cracked, with hundreds of low-level demons roaming it.

The Quinn Building seems to have gone through tens of millions of years, leaving only a skeleton that is about to collapse.

 Harley found the correct location and went straight to the laboratory where Richie had suffered an accident.

 “Jor-El, let it blend!”

The arc network was revoked, which meant that Jor-El gave up control of the ghost data.

Those separate black smoke "leeches" immediately swallowed each other, merged, and expanded after getting close.

At the same time, there were still strands of gray fog floating out from the "broken eaves and broken walls" of the Quinn Building and blending into it.

Well, quantum ghosts are between existence and non-existence. What comes at this time are all the data of the "existence of the non-material world".

 “Woohoo~~Woooo~~Huhu~~~”

The ghost's cries became even more permeable, as if a madman was biting his own fingers with relish.

 “Richie, Richie!”

Harry took out the confession stick, shouted, and struck the dark "leech" that squirmed into a mass.

 "Huhuhu~~~" The God's baseball bat fell on the robot, making a clanging sound, but at the same time, the black smoke also began to struggle fiercely, and its "wailing" was rapid.

 “No!” Finally, after Harley struck a hundred times, the black smoke twisted into a broken human face, letting out a roar of pain, fear and hatred.

 “Shit, it’s really you!” Harley was surprised and happy.


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