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It seems that there is only so much content on the Internet. Because of the influence of science and technology expositions, there are related discussions - either looking forward to the future society under the rapid development of artificial intelligence, or warning the public that strong artificial intelligence is a Pandora's box that cannot be opened, or discussing which technology exposition will be this time. The product takes the crown, and then what impact will it have on society? Most of them are some general talk, because people who can understand the science and technology fair are watching, and they have no time to exaggerate.
At the same time, Dongjun is frequently mentioned as a key figure, and the real technical fans are watching the live broadcast, so the composition of fans active on social platforms is relatively simple.
No... not single, Lin Xun stared at each message in a stunned manner.
"Don't come to the expo, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
"It's fake, it's all fake. How can I love him and not look at him in the audience, why don't I wait for him to award him an award?"
"Oh, that's right. It's true that your family has entered the final selection, but the airborne team of the Galaxy is not him, it is another project of the Galaxy family. He clearly has nothing to do with the Galaxy, and I advise you not to be overly lustful."
This is Dongjun's wife fan.
However, the target they attacked changed, it was no longer Lin Xun, but…
Lin Xun worked hard to read the information and got clues from it. He even knew a new term - C dog. After clicking on a scolded C dog homepage, he knew the meaning of the term, C fans, the kind of person who believed that he and Dong Jun were real and cheered for their love.
But C fans are also arguing within.
Some seem sad: "What should I do, it seems like E."
Some seemed optimistic: "I bet they're kissing offstage."
Some are even more optimistic: "I've started to avoid suspicion, I've got all the betting licenses."
Others seem to be fans of their wives: "E at the expo, the scenery is buried, congratulations."
After Lin Xun frowned and understood a little, he quit the C fan camp, but at this time, he found a new camp in the vigorous battlefield of his wife fan.
"Go on, don't cue."
"Do some people know what Luo's performance in the primaries means [hee hee], do you like your Galaxy?"
"Some people don't feel too good about themselves. Are we not as good-looking as yours or not as smart as yours? Be careful that the galaxy is rushing to buy."
Lin Xun: "?"
Well, he's got fans now too - in just a few short days.
He felt that this was not right.
In any case, he and Dongjun are both technical people, and they shouldn't have so many complicated fans. These girls should go to the entertainment circle to contribute. But on the other hand, when he was young, he was always looking for something to do, and he created opportunities for them to pass the time. He didn't really mind.
It's just that he is very confused, the world he is in now is not a real world. How did these things come about? his subconscious? Impossible, how could he have such a thing subconsciously? It may be that the virtual technology is too developed now, and enough information has been collected that even the online world can imitate it vividly.
Lin Xun turned around a lot again, feeling a little pain in his head, and turned off his phone.
He put his mobile phone aside. The backstage specifications were relatively high. Different teams were separated by small partitions, and an LCD screen in the middle broadcasted the content of the station in real time. However, the rooms in the same group are still very close. There was some movement at the door. He turned his head and saw an ordinary-looking programmer coming to look for Wang Anan. They all knew this man. He was a good friend when he was in school, and his nickname was Xiao K. The two muttered something.
He didn't listen carefully either, lying on the sofa and holding up the pointer.
The pointer looks at him.
The icy blue eyes are clear, and there is no expression on the feline's face, only cuteness.
Lin Xun stared at the pointer: "What are you thinking? I can't understand the cat's expression."
The pointer let out a soft cry: "Meow."
Lin Xun scratched its chin and put it on his chest.
The pointer walked forward, his body had to be wrapped around his neck, and then his head was placed next to his head. Lin Xun was almost out of breath. Even though the pointer was small and light, it hindered his breathing. Maintaining this posture wearing a living scarf and sitting up again relieved a little pressure.
There was really nothing to do, so he took out three transparent marbles from his pocket - won from old man Huo's little grandson. He arranged the three beads into triangles, popped one, and this one hit the second, and the second also began to slide on the smooth glass table, the angle was well controlled, and just hit the stationary third, three The beads roll together in different directions on the table.
Lin Xun stretched out his hand and held one down with one hand to prevent them from falling off the edge of the table - but there was a third one, and he didn't have a third hand for a short time.
-Suddenly, the shoulder was kicked by the cat's paw, and the pointer landed firmly on the table. The right front paw pressed the third bead and touched it again, and the bead rolled towards him.
Lin Xun laughed happily at that time, popped out the beads on his side, and collided with the beads of the pointer. The pointer immediately jumped to the other one and continued to play with him.
Three beads can play a lot of tricks simply by colliding in a straight line. For a while, in addition to the sound of glass beads rolling and colliding, there was only the sound of the three people at the door muttering and whispering - the framework also joined.
After Lin Xun and the pointer played for a full fifteen minutes, the conversation at the door ended.
Wang An'an's face was serious, and he sat across from him: "Stop playing."
Lin Xun held down the two beads and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"
"0.623." Wang Anan said a number.
Lin Xun narrowed his eyes: "What?"
"Bradlick coefficient," Wang An said.
Lin Xun: "Eagle's?"
Wang An An: "Well, now the whole group knows it. Several big companies have test channels, and several teams have secretly found channels to test once. However, the results are not very good, they are all over 1, and everyone thinks they are less than 1 is hard. I didn't expect someone from Eagle to show off the number, it's only 0.623."
The distance between artificial intelligence and human, Bradrick coefficient. 1 is the only watershed. If it is greater than 1, it is still an ordinary weak artificial intelligence, and if it is less than 1, it is already extremely human-like and belongs to strong artificial intelligence.
Lin Xun: "I don't know the specific scoring standard, but I know that Luo will be less than 1."
"But what about the specific value?" The framework is also very cautious: "0.623 is already a very small number, and I am very nervous now. Xiao K told me that the Eagle project has been prepared for six or seven years, and learning achievements alone are enough to burn. Lost half an Eagle. He asked us how our studies were, and I said it was okay, not broke. He said that was too much."
Lin Xun smiled.
The research of artificial intelligence is not a research that can be carried out with an idea. It needs to obtain massive amounts of information and perform massive operations in order to have sufficient ability in day-to-day learning, establish its own cognitive system, and become a qualified intelligence. This process is more than spending money, it is simply burning money. The cost of the server alone is sky-high—because ordinary civilian computers cannot provide such computing power, it is necessary to rent servers or buy supercomputer time.
Because of this, they were very poor in the early stage and could not find investors - because playing with artificial intelligence is a bottomless pit, and it is still an artificial intelligence based on new concepts.
No money for later.
The most crucial training moment, which cost the most money, they got help from Dongjun—not the 200,000 joking, but they remotely used Galaxy's servers and supercomputers for free.
"We're not necessarily worse than Eagle," Lin Xun put his hands on the table, he used to use this posture when thinking: "But it's not necessarily better than Eagle, their lineup is too strong."
"No," Wang An said, "their team of 100 people, how many top mathematicians and programmers, must have made great progress in scientific research, and they have used the network-based architecture to pile up weak artificial intelligence into Strong artificial intelligence."
Lin Xun: "You let me think about it..."
"I think we should prepare ourselves mentally," Wang An said. "0.623, let's calm down. If we win, we will be pleasantly surprised. If we lose, we will not be as skilled.
Lin Xun: "Bajie, you are here again."
"I can't do it if I don't come." Wang An said, "I wasn't in a hurry half an hour ago. How big is the hurdle between weak artificial intelligence and strong artificial intelligence? Have they passed? Or use the Internet that we don't like to use. Brother, I'm really a little empty now."
"Don't talk yet." Lin Xun put one hand on his eyebrows and closed his eyes: "They use the Internet... Let me think about it."
The framework added: "Little K also said that one of the modules in the Bradrick test is emotional analysis, which I think is not good for us..."
"Stop!" Lin Xun abruptly opened his eyes, and he spoke very fast, as if he had to catch some fleeting inspiration: "Multi-layer forward propagation through the network can make it more in-depth, and the simulation ability will be better. Strong, if we change some forms of our model and re-plan the framework so that it can adapt to a multi-layer progressive decision-making model like a multi-layer network - our model can be further upgraded. At this time, by adding a few initial sensitivities, With a certain emotional bias, all of Lowe's overall abilities will be leapfrogged, and his Bradrick coefficient can be reduced, which I think is feasible."
"Not at all," Security shook his head, "Our mathematical model is completely different from the network, and there is no way to change it to a multi-layer progressive model."
"No one else can change it, I can change it."
"Even if you can change it, if you came up with the idea ten days ago, that's fine."
Lin Xun: "How long do we have?"
"Seven hours."
Lin Xun took a deep breath: "Give me a pen and paper."
"Fuck, you..." Wang An'an's eyes widened: "Are you serious?"
Lin Xun: "Otherwise?"
The moment the framework handed over the pen and paper, Lin Xun began to write quickly on the white paper. The handwriting was even a bit scribbled because of the speed, but he couldn't care less and wrote down quickly, the complex formulas and symbols from the tip of the pen It flowed out quickly, and in less than 40 minutes, three sheets of paper were filled and two were torn. The room was silent, except for the sound of his pen when he kept writing—an hour later, he tore a sheet and put it in front of Wang An An: "You write this."
The second one is handed over to the framework: "The framework writes this, some modules can be separated, Jiang Ge, you help them both."
Wang Anan: "Really?"
Lin Xun: "Don't talk nonsense."
Wang An An took over: "Okay."
I saw the three of them pondering on their own, and then they also took a blank sheet of paper to write and draw for ten minutes. After ten minutes, they turned on their preferred language and quickly typed on the keyboard. The language is different. Seam access.
In the crackling sound of the keyboard, Lin Xun continued to purse his lips and write and calculate quickly. High-intensity math is a killer to speed up the flow of time. He can feel the time passing by minute by minute, and the parts that need to be solved only increase. No reduction.
two hours.
Architecture said first: "I'm fine."
"My hard drive is over there, upload it first," Lin Xun took out a sheet of paper full of algorithms divided into three parts and handed it to him without raising his head: "Then you write this."
Take out another sheet from another part: "Brother Jiang, write this if you have time."
Four hours later, the staff came to deliver the lunch box. Seeing the scene of the scratch paper flying around in their room, they were obviously taken aback and asked, "Excuse me, did you guys... have any problems?"
"UG, thank you for your concern."
Staff: "Then... need help?"
"Can you help me call a little Mr. K next door? Thank you."
"Okay… okay."
Immediately afterwards, Xiao K also participated in the programming of their life and death.
Five hours.
Lin Xun slapped the pen in his hand: "I'm in trouble."
Wang Anan: "Is it a problem, or is it a problem?"
Lin Xun: "It's completely written, but the program is missing."
"I can't fucking write!" Zhao Jiji shouted, "You come and write too!"
Lin Xun quickly opened Gx and set up the keyboard: "It takes me longer to fix bugs than to write programs, what should I do?"
"At this time, if you can write it out, you will win." Wang An said, "You choose the simple one to write."
Lin Xun: "Gx... Gx I can still do it."
The pointer walked around beside his laptop screen, and said softly, "Meow."
"Cats will laugh at you for having many bugs." Wang An said, "Write it first and then talk about it."
Lin Xun: "Okay."
He looked into the pointer's eyes seriously: "Bless me, okay?"
Pointer: "Meow."
Lin Xun put his hand on the keyboard, took a deep breath, and tapped quickly.
Six and a half hours later, Eagle has played.
"I'm fine." Wang An said.
"I'm fine too." Architecture said.
Jiang Lian: "I'll save it - I'm fine too."
Xiao K, who followed his team to the stage to give a speech and then came back to help them, also raised his hand: "I packaged the casing for you."
"I'm still a little short, wait..." Lin Xun did a few last operations: "The main module is fine."
He opened his hard drive and checked each module one by one. Fifteen minutes later, he spoke very fast: "One training away to determine the initial sensitivity characteristics."
Wang An said: "This framework, the training time is too long, and the training exposition is over."
Architecture said: "It's okay if you have enough computing power, but now—"
Lin Xun: "Yes."
Wang Anan: "Where can I find a supercomputer?"
He looked around - in the past six hours and forty-five minutes, his program has been spreading among everyone's bodies. After six hours and forty minutes of fermentation, the computing platform he can control is already a terrifying number.
Lin Xun said: "I am a person who cultivates immortals."
But at this moment—the live broadcast interface suddenly came with crazy applause and screams!
They were all focused on writing their own programs just now, and no one paid attention to the live broadcast, but at this moment, Eagle's team was bowing to the audience in a row, and a huge number was projected on the big screen behind them.
0.623.
"Fuck." Architecture scolded.
Little K said: "They ended early."
Lin Xun: "You go up first, and the architecture will talk about ppt."
Architecture: "On the spot test, what test do we use?"
"I'll be on stage after the end," Lin Xun said, "I'll use the original one before I go there."
- The original can at least guarantee stable operation.
Architecture: "Good."
Just as the staff knocked on the door, a few of them hurried away.
"Come on!" Xiao K gave him an encouragement before he left, encouraging and muttering: "Why am I so excited, my project is not as high as yours..."
In the empty preparation room, Lin Xun closed his eyes, sank into the system space, opened the file named "Luo 2.0" in the folder "L", opened it, imported the data, and started to run using the computing power of the system space. .
- A bunch of bugs.
Lin Xun took a deep breath and told himself that this is normal. There are no problems with each module, but there are problems when they are combined, which is a common thing for programmers.
He calmed himself down and spent a little over ten minutes locating the bug that caused the chain of bugs, fixing it, running it.
—This time everything went smoothly, the program started running, and with the powerful computing power as the backing, the result could be obtained in about three minutes.
After Lin Xun wrote a program that added the running result as the initial sensitive value to the model again, he opened his eyes quickly. At this moment, the live broadcast interface showed that the process on the architecture side had reached the point where Luo was connected to the test entrance for cleaning. Derek test. He grabbed the hard drive on the desk and ran to the front desk—and bumped into a staff member on the way.
He walked through the corridor and the buffer zone, with a badge, the security did not stop him, he hurried up the five steps to the edge of the stage, when the light and shadow on the big screen changed suddenly, the Bradrick coefficient had been measured - 0.625 .
0.002 more than Eagle.
- Still lost.
However, it is different now.
He was very clear-headed, Luo was 0.625, and the Luo 2.0 in the hard drive in his hand was expected to be 0.3.
What is the concept of 0.3
Epoch-making concept. Even if a living person faces the Bradrick test, it is still possible to get a positive number within 0.4 in the final result, because each individual person is different from the average human being.
Therefore, it is not only equal to or even higher than humans in terms of learning ability, but also has similar emotional tendencies as humans - although only a little bit. Luo's performance in the preliminary rounds has already amazed the industry, and the impact of 2.0 will only increase tenfold than 1.0 - who doesn't want it
The audience in the audience saw the numbers on the screen that were slightly inferior to Eagle. Although there were still sparse applause, they still couldn't hide their disappointment.
And Lin Xun strode forward: "Wait a minute!"
Architecture makes room for him.
Lin Xun connected the hard disk to the computer here, connected the test entrance, and said apologetically to the audience, "Sorry, the wrong version, please give us another chance."
There were whispers from the audience, and then there was silence.
The Bradrick test resumes with a slow progress bar.
Lin Xun's heart beat violently, and it took a long time to calm down. And at this moment, the big screen also flickered, the countdown began, and the answer was released.
Everyone held their breath.
3.
2.
1.
Numbers appear.
0.297.
The frame next to him gave a ghostly cry, and the next moment, crazy applause and screams sounded from the audience, almost breaking Lin Xun's eardrums.
Lin Xun took a breath and closed his eyes.
Boom, boom, boom.
A mechanical voice came from my ear: "The main mission 'Broken the Void', congratulations."
The tone is flat, mechanical, and cold.
thump—
Suddenly stopped.
The next moment, the blood all over his body froze.
During this 0.001 second, Lin Xun's whole body erupted with unbearable sharp pain, and the ends of all the meridians were transmitting the pain of stormy waves to the center. His body swayed, his eyes were black and red, his whole body was trembling, he fell forward heavily, his elbows were shaking, and he was firmly propped on the table.
In the pain that can make people forget everything, he feels that he is losing all his life quickly, leaving this world quickly and irretrievably - leaving all worlds.
He was forgetting everything, or something was deleting everything. He suddenly remembered the terms "safety", "framework" and "Jiang Lian", but he couldn't remember those faces. He felt that the world seemed to have its own Exist, but can't remember his name anyway. The brain is blank, only a fragment of memory keeps flashing back.
The truck on the other side roared, and between life and death, he crushed a chip as thin as a cicada's wings at the last second.
He was breathing hard, and with every breath, the pain surged at him tenfold, and the great terror between life and death gripped his heart.
He clasped the edge of the table tightly with his right hand to keep himself from falling, and curled the corners of his lips with difficulty, revealing a stern smile.
"caught you."