"The time interval between fires has been too long, so it shouldn't have much to do with it." Li Chengyi felt more and more confused behind this foggy street.
"It seems that this painting should be what we are looking for." Sindra sighed, with the astonishment of just hearing the facts still remaining in her eyes.
Not only him, but also several other people had shock on their faces, more or less feeling a sense of horror.
The blind corner of the foggy street could actually be a scene in a painting?
The place where they entered before, the foggy old street where people died, might actually be derived from a painting.
No one could have imagined this, and even a few people present felt it was a bit ridiculous.
Immediately, Sindra took the initiative to negotiate with the old man, hoping to buy the painting, and said that money was not an issue.
The old man shouted to him decisively, this is the treasure of his ancestors and will not be sold!
"One hundred thousand!" Syndra looked calm.
"This is my grandfather's hard work!" the old man said angrily.
"Five hundred thousand!" Syndra whispered.
"Are you using money to insult me!?!" The old man blushed and his neck became thick.
"One million!" Sindra said this was the last offer.
"Well, forget it, since you like this painting so much, you must cherish it very much." The old man looked sad, "Even if my grandpa is still alive, he will be extremely happy, happy that someone can spend so much money on his painting.
Price acquisition. This is also an affirmation for him!"
Several people were speechless and didn't know what to say to the old man.
Li Chengyi, on the other hand, has been carefully studying the details of the streets in the painting since he started negotiating the price.
‘Here!’ Suddenly his eyes froze, his fingers gently touched the canvas, and his fingertips landed at the foot of a cement street lamp.
There was a small gray flower swaying in the wind. That was what he wanted.
"Boss, do you really not remember the name of that comic book?" After agreeing on the price, Sindra asked reluctantly.
"I can't remember, but it should be related to the subject of artificial intelligence. At that time, anti-artificial intelligence developed to anti-machinery, anti-technology, and anti-intelligence. Anyway, everything involving electrical appliances must be anti-anti. The comic book seems to be similar to this
It was drawn based on the theme." The old man replied with a smile.
"It was true at that time, these kinds of books have probably been destroyed now, right?" Syndra reacted, a glimmer of understanding flashing in her eyes.
"Yes. In those days, there was some kind of solidarity group that declared that the essence of technology is evil." The old man nodded.
"Yes, the main purpose of the Solidarity Association is to declare that technology itself is born to give birth to mechanical life and intelligent life.
The end of this road must be the birth of a mechanical intelligent life form that is countless times more powerful than humans. We are all the nutrients in the placenta.
So they believe that technology itself is anti-human, and in the end, humans will inevitably be exterminated and mechanical life will rule everything." Syndra said solemnly.
"The Solidarity Association should be the predecessor of the terrorist organization Xinghu, right?" Song Ran suddenly said on the side.
"Well, the two are one." Syndra nodded.
"Why does technology inevitably give birth to intelligent life?" Zhong Ying couldn't help but ask, "How are they connected with such a stupid causal relationship?"
"Because this is related to science and technology competition." Li Chengyi explained aloud.
"When I was in college, I also read the information about that time. The Solidarity Association believes that technological competition and national strength competition between countries will inevitably lead to the national government's desperate pursuit of a higher technological level, stronger social efficiency, and computing power.
Speed, calculation accuracy, etc.
In these fields, the gap between countries with artificial intelligence and countries without artificial intelligence will expand rapidly as time goes by.
Because powerful artificial intelligence can greatly improve the speed of research in many fields, it also has far greater military capabilities than humans. So."
Li Chengyi paused.
"So, this forces all countries to embark on a path of desperately developing artificial intelligence. The final result is to make artificial intelligence more and more perfect and more powerful. This is also what the Solidarity Association is worried about.
Because artificial intelligence that is too powerful will eventually break away from human constraints and evolve into a complete life."
"This is the essence of capital. The two are very similar." Syndra sighed.
"Yes, capitalists will also be held hostage by capital for similar reasons and cannot help themselves." Li Chengyi nodded.
In his past and present lives, although he majored in plant maintenance, he had read a lot of miscellaneous books. At this time, he also recalled the records of the Solidarity Association.
"If you don't say so much, Zhong Ying, go up and make sure everything is okay and then we'll leave!" Sindra said solemnly.
The purpose of their coming here is to help Zhong Ying get through this difficult time.
Now that the source of the dead spot has been found, the next step is how to get out of it.
Zhong Ying slowly stepped forward, checked it up and down carefully, and made sure it was intact. Then she asked the boss to seal up the entire painting, put it in a wooden box, and stuffed it with fixing foam. The entire painting was immediately wrapped tightly.
After Syndra and the old man confirmed that the transfer was successful, they quickly left the bookstore and got into the off-road vehicle.
The other people followed closely and got into the car.
Song Ran started the engine and drove the car slowly toward the villa.
"Now that we have the painting, how do we find a way to escape?" Sima Gui asked with a hint of doubt on his face.
In the car, Li Chengyi glanced around and saw Zhong Ying with her head lowered and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, looking a little nervous.
Both Sima Gui and Sindra were staring at the painting, thoughtfully.
"Out of Farley, according to the reproduction method, we can determine the last person who came into contact with the slot machine, or this painting." Syndra said.
"That is Bai Shaopeng himself, the last one." Sima Gui replied.
"Then the escape method we need is to follow everything Bai Shaopeng did and do it again." Syndra said matter-of-factly, "But now we have no way to find out how many things he did before he last touched the painting.
"
"So, we should use the ice-breaking method." Song Ran continued.
"What is the ice-breaking method?" Li Chengyi heard this statement for the first time.
"That is, when the situation has no clue at all, like a frozen ice block, at this time, we must use head-on methods to quickly change the situation and break the ice block." Song Ranyan explained briefly and comprehensively.
"How to confront someone head-on?" Li Chengyi was puzzled.
"It's very simple." Song Ran continued, "Significant events usually occur in blind spots, and we artificially recreate such events. Usually at this time, we will forcefully guide the blind spots into a reenactment environment."
"Reenactment environment?" Li Chengyi seemed to understand.
"Yes, in a reenactment environment, the blind spots will return to their original state. In this process, many clues to the escape method will naturally emerge. At the same time, the ice-breaking method may also accelerate the disappearance and fading of the blind spots." Syndra took over.
"The disappearance of the dead spots, through data summary and research, we found that it is related to the connecting objects. The so-called ice-breaking method has another purpose, which is to destroy the connecting objects to reduce the intensity of the dead spots, causing them to disappear and weaken faster."
His words made Li Chengyi feel a little bad in his heart.
"So, your icebreaker is to destroy this painting?"
"This is the simplest method. We have done it many times. This method can effectively reduce the danger and complexity of blind spots." Syndra nodded.
"The boss is very generous! Throw away millions of paintings at a moment's notice." Sima Gui said nothing and began to flatter him.
Zhong Ying also had a glimmer of hope in her eyes, and she was obviously feeling more relaxed.
Only Li Chengyi thought of that little white flower
"By the way, do dead-end contact objects count as living people?" He suddenly thought of a question and asked aloud.
"Of course. The fewer the connecting objects, the lower the risk of blind spots." Syndra nodded, "Are you remembering your last blind spot experience?"
Li Chengyi nodded.
"The killing of the boss of Ashe Company may have had a positive impact on me at that time."
"Maybe. No one can tell whether it will help." Syndra sighed.
He reached out and picked up the picture frame covered by the cloth and handed it to Zhong Ying.
"What is certain is that this painting is absolutely closely related to Fog Street and is a very important connection. Therefore, it is up to you to decide whether to destroy it or not."
Zhong Ying took the frame hesitantly.
"If the ice is broken, will I survive?"
"I don't know, it depends on your luck. If it is important for blind spots, maybe the danger in the foggy street will be reduced a lot. But, you have to think clearly, it is possible that the ice-breaking method will worsen the situation. We have also encountered this probability
Yes. Therefore, compared to the re-engraving method, icebreaking is often used only as a last resort." Syndra explained in a low voice.
After Zhong Ying listened, she fell into silence for a while.
The boss is really interesting. He gave her the right to dispose of the painting he bought for one million yuan.
This attention made Zhong Ying feel deeply grateful to him.
But what should she do at this time?
Li Chengyi wanted to speak at the side. As a third party, he naturally did not want big changes in the blind spot of Fog Street. He hoped that Fog Street would reappear in a while and the white flowers would still be there.
But if Zhong Ying chooses to destroy the connecting objects and use the ice-breaking method, no one can say what the foggy street will look like by then.
His little white flowers are red in the mountains. No one knows whether they will still be there when the time comes.
The car kept shaking as it moved forward.
Zhong Ying held the picture frame tightly and sat in her seat, biting her lips, her eyes wandering and struggling constantly.
Time passed little by little until it was almost time to arrive at the villa.
"I've decided!" Zhong Ying's eyes finally became firm.
"I'm going to burn it!"
"Imitate fire?" Syndra understood instantly.
Several others also thought of this.
The fire before Xue Zhong Road was a bit strange, and it might have something to do with the blind spot on the foggy street.
After all, over the years, Wujie cannot just attract Zhong Ying, it will definitely attract new people in a steady stream.
Among those newcomers, some may have successfully escaped. And the method used by these people will definitely not be the ice-breaking method, because the painting is still in their hands, and most of them are not that strong.
So they most likely used the replica method.
In a short period of time, several people felt that the replicating method might be related to the fire.
Several people in the car were looking forward to this.
Only Li Chengyi opened his mouth and sighed silently.
It was impossible for him to stop Zhong Ying from pursuing her own life. So, at this moment, he could only remain silent.
After a while, the group of people arrived at the villa's ceiling and formed a circle on the roof.
Zhong Ying placed the painting on the ground, then picked up the gasoline bucket and poured it on gently.