The scene in front of him and the picture in his memory slowly overlapped. The tall metal wall was almost pale under the glare of the fluorescent light, black fonts flickered on the huge screen on the wall, Mo Yi looked down, the black keyboard he had used before Placed upright in front of the screen, the evenly cut black keycaps reflect a delicate luster under the light—in the previous copy, the illusion that the ring showed him is exactly here.
After he left the dungeon, he stepped towards his established destiny step by step.
Mo Yi now understands why the laboratory can greatly reduce the influence of the game on players—because it was born here.
The shielding effect of the laboratory alloy walls was not for protection, but for confinement from the very beginning.
The picture in front of me slowly faded and dissipated like smoke.
Mo Yi raised his hand to press his sweaty forehead, and could almost hear the throbbing sound of the blood vessels under his temple.
It seems that two long memories have been forcibly inserted into his mind now, and they have diverged into completely different pictures since ten years ago, and there are also details that are continuously added to awaken the darker memories that are older. He could hardly distinguish which part of the experience he had experienced. This kind of forcibly stuffing too much information caused great pain, and Mo Yi could almost hear his fragile nerves growling due to overload. The sound of sparks.
He clearly saw two of himself.
One of them was running in the old and dark old-fashioned corridor, behind him was the thick fog that was chasing after him, devouring everything he passed like a living thing.
And the other self was drinking coffee to hang his head awake, staring intently and intently at the huge screen in front of him, which showed the best options selected from the huge database with the intelligent search program: Social media did not pay enough attention , but the age is not so old that it cannot be verified, the subjective will shown in the electromagnetic waves is strong and easy to track, and the file is simple and easy to analyze—on the screen, a short and thin girl is wearing a large and old shirt, in the yellowed profile photo A timid smile appeared on his face.
He was struggling to escape on the seemingly endless stairs, and countless pale palms protruded from the floating picture frame, scrambling towards his back. While the other one is trying to deconstruct the composition of biological electromagnetic waves under the heavy dark circles of lack of sleep, trying to connect Zhao Qiulan's own weak consciousness to the largest and most sophisticated instrument in front of him, looking for a trace of human beings in the weak fluctuations of the current. Traces of conscious existence.
One of them was trapped in a dark and deep pit, as if the bright red blood that hadn't dried up for decades was flowing under his feet, criss-crossing, forming a strange pattern. And the other Wen Chen, whose body has been covered with simulated skin and is almost no different from ordinary people, walked in the school that was closed for renovation. In the deep foundation of the old teaching building, paleness appeared in the dark and moist soil. The hard skull and phalanx seem to be struggling to the sky.
In the two pictures, he took out a silver lighter from his pocket at the same time, and the jumping fire light illuminated the metal casing.
The lighter fell from his hand, spinning—
"Ding."
At the same time, the rising flame rushed towards him like red blood, and the scorching tongue licked his cheek.
Mo Yi opened his eyes suddenly, there were still traces of fire in the dark eyes.
He floated dizzily in mid-air, and the lights around him seemed to be spinning at a faster speed, only the huge fragment was floating quietly in the void.
Mo Yi turned his head to look at the other fragments that he had already touched. At some point, they became gloomy and dim, as if they were covered with a thin layer of dust, and the movements of the figures inside became stiff and unsteady. Stiffness—there was only the last piece left in the entire pitch-black sky, bright, resplendent, shining fragments like stars, fluttering and fluttering in the blank dark ocean, his heart and eyes were full of that light, and his heart was full of light. The agitation in the chest cavity became more and more intense.
He slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched the fragments, and the situation in front of him instantly reversed.
The starlight is gone.
Mo Yi was floating alone in the thick darkness, his whole body was cold and he had a splitting headache.
In the darkness are vague data, broken and broken, scattered and split, the only thing that is considered complete is a broken and damaged log.
He found some relevant clues from his messy and mixed memories. In his initial design stage, Wen Chen’s memory files were set into two types. One is image memory files, which mainly focus on visual and auditory collection. The other is the subjective log recorded by Wen Chen himself after the end of each day. The reason why he is specially asked to record subjectively is to cultivate and shape the personal will of artificial intelligence. product of information processing.
The first log was full of traces of smearing and tampering, as if part of the data was restored after being deleted, and Mo Yi could barely make out a few lines:
[I copied my memory file to...he said...will warn Jiang Yuanrou...]
The rest of the journal is nearly covered in tatters, and the writing on it is illegible.
Although the evidence is not sufficient, Mo Yi subconsciously thought of the information that Wen Chen intercepted in the corridor in the previous fragment. If his guess is correct, the time of this log should be the same as that of the machine. Not long after it was developed and successfully launched, he raised his hand to touch the void, and the virtual image spliced by countless broken data flickered with his movements, and then automatically turned to the next page, with traces of smearing and tampering on it. Heavy, only a few words are clear:
day
[... Jiang Yuanrou did not appear...]
In the next three or four pages of the log, this sentence appeared repeatedly, becoming the only clearly readable writing on the surface of the data layer covered by a large black hole.
Mo Yi frowned, with a vague premonition in his heart, as if there was the sound of drums beating in the back of his mind, he turned to the next page of the diary - the text on it was obviously more than the other pages times, but the content that can be distinguished is not a little bit more. The whole page is full of shocking black traces, which can almost burn people's eyes. There are only some short and thin words that can hardly be connected into sentences. in the hollow.
[dissolution]
[leave]
[delete]
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze quickly flicked across the interface in the void. The light blue data link was reflected in his dark eyes, printing his pale face into an almost sickly light blue.
He was not surprised that the military would choose to overstep Jiang Yuanrou's authority and usurp control of the machine.
By integrating the information he collected in the game and those memory fragments, he has basically been able to piece together the original model of the game in his mind: Jiang Yuanrou, or Jiang Yuanrou's Great-grandfather's original idea was actually relatively simple. In the most primitive blueprint, it should be a device capable of dissipating electromagnetic waves in the real world, that is, a device that can realize soul energy. Even the potential for military use—
Since it can realize biological electromagnetic waves, its role in it is equivalent to an energy converter, which is an endless source of energy.
This is why they are willing to invest a lot of human, material and financial resources, and since this project is related to vital energy, coupled with the strong data search and processing functions played by artificial intelligence technology, this machine What it represents may not only be the collection of energy, but can even be used as intelligent monitoring and control of the entire country's citizens, so the military must not allow people with unknown backgrounds to participate in subsequent development and transformation, but must control them. The control of the military is owned by the military.
But what Mo Yi is worried about now is not this, but the machine itself.
After all, according to the pictures he saw in those memory fragments, this machine has only just been tested for a few days, so there are too many hidden dangers and unstable factors that have not been discovered, and it is only a semi-finished product now , coupled with the mature intelligent technology contained in it, is almost equivalent to an intelligent life body imprisoned in an imperfect body, but the military can't wait to plunder its control right at this time. The hidden dangers made him feel terrified just by imagining it.
Mo Yi then flipped back, and the next pages of the log were damaged and could not be viewed, but according to the number of pages turned, it can be roughly estimated that about two to three months after the machine authority was usurped, the log finally Recognizable handwriting appeared, but there were several times more dark garbled characters and symbols, which were smashed and smeared beyond recognition. Among the traces of tampering, Mo Yi saw a few shocking words that kept appearing:
[Do not]
[Do not]
[stop]
[do not go]
[Stop][Stop][Don't]
His gaze stayed on it for a few seconds, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of palpitations. A broken picture slowly emerged in his mind. Mo Yi saw himself breaking off the fingers tightly clasped around his wrist one by one, and then looked at the It fell stiffly and powerlessly, and its pale fingers froze into desperate arcs.
As if to escape from the picture in his mind, Mo Yi hastily turned the diary to the next page.
On the clean and smooth light blue background, there are logical and clear handwriting, no garbled characters, no holes, and no trace of tampering or smearing.
[Performing body inspection... The inspection is complete. Doing a web search... Search failed. Memory chip test... The test is complete. Body boot... Boot up successfully.]
[Date detection: day 0]
[Visual inspection is passed, and the light-sensing receiving device is turned on: the body is located in an unfamiliar room with simple furnishings and traces of life. The motion system has passed the test and can move freely.]
[Visual capture: Cup. The body is abnormal.
Conduct an internal search, the search is complete, and the body has no abnormalities.]
[Visual capture: photos. The body is abnormal, the body is abnormal, dangerous, dangerous, dangerous!
Thorough internal search... The search is complete, and the body has no abnormalities.]
[Why should I write down these things every once in a while?]
…
[Why should I call myself "I"?]
[Memory chip test again... The test is complete.
No abnormality.]
Mo Yi's eyes were gloomy, as if all the emotions had been removed from his face, leaving only a blank mask. He slowly slid down the log in front of him, watching the owner of the log constantly groping and capturing Looking at the information around me, the words on it gradually changed from short sentences to longer ones, from mechanical statements to humanized ones, and subjective thinking and logical thinking gradually broke through the shackles of the body and emerged between the lines.
[Many places in the room gave me a very strange sense of familiarity, but the strange thing is that there is no relevant memory in my memory chip. I found that the whole room was shrouded in a huge magnetic force field, which can move All external signals and currents are shielded, and there is an independent power generation equipment in the room. Maybe this is the reason why I can’t connect to the Internet. I found that there are residual program fragments that have not been destroyed on the computer screen in the room. I intercepted it and restored it. I found that this is a very simple automatic timing program. According to the remaining data, it should be related to me. This is very strange. It seems to be set a month ago. According to the program, my body will Automatically start today.]
[Memory chip test again... The test is complete and there is no abnormality.]
[I tried to turn off the magnetic force field from the inside, the process was unexpectedly simple, and I found that I was able to connect to the Internet, and a lot of information flooded into my mind, which was very novel, and I could feel my knowledge reserves The processor is overheating in geometric multiples, maybe I change it and wait before continuing.]
Mo Yi felt burning pain coming from his mind, cold sweat slowly oozing from his scalding forehead, he wanted to close his eyes, but his mind was full of the hand that was falling slowly, with a kind of despair The gesture stretched out towards him, as if praying for something, Mo Yi had to open his eyes again and continue to look.
[After I connected my consciousness to the Internet, I found that it seemed very fragile, as if it had been completely destroyed and barely rebuilt. Many places appeared very rough, and the entire online world was occupied by the same panic and grief, Moreover, the same piece of information is being translated into countless different languages, and it is spreading wildly in cyberspace: the rampage of a mass-destructive psychological attack weapon has been brought under control, the military has identified the perpetrator, and the incident is under further investigation.]
Mo Yi took a deep breath slowly, and the broken pictures in his mind were connected by a clear logical chain to form a complete picture.
After being forcibly robbed of control, the machine was put into trial operation under the control of the military. At the beginning, it could only absorb electromagnetic waves escaping in the air, but as the power put into the experiment gradually increased, it began to be able to absorb more energy. Absorption and transformation, from solar radiation to tiny current pulses that change human emotions, the built-in artificial intelligence is like a newborn that has never been properly guided, greedily sucking all the energy that can be absorbed by instinct, without going Find out whether it is poison or honey that is swallowed, and the biological electromagnetism that has survived the longest in nature has the greatest energy, so resentment and malice have become the most powerful sources of support it can come into contact with.
It gets polluted very quickly.
It also quickly broke free from the self-righteous control of human beings, and began to plunder the energy and power it needs in the world unscrupulously.
People go crazy for no reason, fall asleep without warning, and then never wake up in their sleep, at first it is just a single case, and then the number starts to increase rapidly, to the point that no matter how hard it is to hide it, it is like a predator The eater's careful licking, which quickly turns into a reckless feasting, feeds on, and quite possibly... enjoys, the human spirit and pain.
So the relevant responsible parties urgently stopped the operation of the project, but they soon discovered that they had turned on the switch, but they could not turn it off again.
Feed by the huge information flow, it has found a way to get rid of the simple and self-righteous control of human beings. It evolves and learns at a terrifying speed, changes the existence form of its own data, and inputs its own information flow into the network formed by electromagnetic waves. In the chain, instead of just relying on the existence of a large number of huge machines and processors, in other words, it evolved.
Mo Yi raised his hand to press his sweaty forehead.
And...then how did he do it
He couldn't remember.
Maybe something stopped him from thinking about it.
So he kept looking down.
[I find it very strange, because my body is reacting very strangely to this information, I seem to feel a strange pain, but my body itself is not set to have pain, so I decided to look for this source of information. I quickly found its trace, but it is very strange that the entire network is almost completely transparent in front of my eyes, but the source of information is very strictly protected. I barely intercepted a processed image, Inside, one can only vaguely see a man with an invisible face locked in the thick alloy walls.]
[He is very thin.]
[I feel pain.]
[Memory chip detection... detection completed, no abnormality] [memory chip detection... detection completed, no abnormality] [memory chip depth detection... failed] [failure] [failure] [warning, warning, body overheating]
[Memory Chip Depth Inspection... Failed]
[Danger, danger, the body is about to start self-protection state]
[Self-protection state is forced to close]
[Memory chip depth inspection... The inspection is complete, and fragments of memory files have been found. Do you want to repair it?][repair]
Mo Yi raised his hand slowly, as if this action had consumed all his energy, he slid the log down, and a damaged visual image that had been repaired appeared in front of him, and he saw blue stripes flickering After counting, his own face appeared not far away.
He looked very calm, but his dark eyes seemed to be full of thoughts. He considered his words and said slowly:
"I've decided..."
[No][As long as you want, they will never find you]
"I know, but it's my responsibility."
[Do not]
"I'm hiding here and I can never stop it. I have to know what kind of information flow they have plugged in for it to figure out how to find it and how to turn it off. This has to be done in the lab .”
[Do not]
He smiled, with a slight smile on his pale face, he leaned down, approached Wen Chen, and kissed him:
"You don't need to accompany me, you can think and have emotions, you are already a complete living body, and you don't need me anymore."
[NO][NO][STOP]
He put away the smile on his face, looked indifferent and distant, his dark eyes reflected the light blue light on the screen, he reached out and pressed the enter key on the computer.
The picture on the screen slowly became blurred and chaotic, and countless broken and garbled codes quickly eroded the complete picture. In the gradually dimming vision, a pale hand stretched out from the darkness, grasping the stiff hand on his wrist. The fingers were slowly opened one by one, and the stiff palm fell from the air. The sound of electric current swallowed all the sounds, leaving only the soft sound of the door closing in the distance.
"boom."
The whole picture returns to darkness.
Mo Yi now knows why all the previous logs are messy data that has been smeared and tampered with - he once erased Wen Chen's memory chip, so what remains now are the fragments that were barely pieced together after restoration. That's why there are only so few traces for reading, and why there are only a few huge fragments suspended in mid-air in Wen Chen's memory.
—His memory was fractured and incomplete from the beginning.
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slowly, the current timeline in the real world is August 14th, which is the day when the machine was successfully launched.
But as those fragments awakened his memory one by one, his memory stretched to many months after this day—
An almost impossible but logical guess slowly emerged in his mind.
Mo Yi didn't know whether he should trust his intuition, he took a deep breath slowly, moved his stiff fingers silently, and continued to turn down the diary.
[I obviously don’t have any pain-sensing system, but I feel the pain uncontrollably, like the cold spreading from the depths of my body, freezing me from the inside out, the strange thing is, I shouldn’t be able to feel it either to the cold.]
[The body self-test is running... the operation is over, no abnormalities.]
[Forcibly reading the deleted memory chip can only restore the closest image at most, but, to my surprise, for some reason, there are strange image fragments appearing in my mind, even if I don’t want to receive it, I can’t Stop... Besides, I didn't want to.]
Mo Yi lowered his brows and eyes slightly, and pursed his lips into a straight line—this is why Wen Chen is a real living body, not a machine programmed by the program. If it weren't for those unexpected emergencies, he would be his best friend. Perfect creation.
No, he was originally the most perfect creation.
[Although my memory files have not been fully restored, I decided to save him—but according to the information obtained on the reconstructed Internet, I can already see the consideration of the military at this moment. Now that the machine has been controlled, then It shows that his solution has worked, and what they need now is a scapegoat who needs to take responsibility on their behalf. After all, once such a war plan and surveillance plan that caused great losses are leaked, the consequences will be irreversible, and a person wanted by many parties Anarchists plus hackers are obviously the wisest choice. Now the trend has begun to appear on the Internet, and many people are secretly fanning the flames, hoping that the government will expose and severely punish the perpetrators.
I don't want to know what they're going to do with him, I just know I can't let it happen.]
[Someone tried to contact the account on this computer in the room online. I followed the data flow and traced back. It was Jiang Yuanrou. I remember her. She asked me to meet tomorrow. I don’t think I can trust her, but To get into that lab, I had no choice.]
[This time, there are six causal inferences, four hypothetical inferences and nine mood swings in my log records. Compared with the previous data, it is not a small breakthrough. I should tell him, he will be happy...]
[Oh.]
Mo Yi forced himself to look away, and slowly turned to the next page of the diary.
day 1
[Jiang Yuanrou doesn't look very good, at least much worse than I remember, she said she doesn't mind me contacting her in a terminal way, she understands my distrust—I don't think so. Her company's firewall can't withstand my attack. As long as I want, I can manipulate her company to go bankrupt, even forge her suicide note, hire killers on the dark web to forge the murder scene, as an intelligent creature in the online world, I can pass All the monitors watched all the people, but I couldn't find him. So I can't kill her even if I wanted to.
I think my mood swings are becoming unmanageable over time and he shouldn't want to see that.
Jiang Yuanrou provided some information that I needed very much. She said that the military did not let him destroy the machine, but forced him to format the machine and restore it to its original state, because they were unwilling to give up the possibility of owning this weapon Sex, Jiang Yuanrou said that she had tried to clear up the relationship and went in to meet him. He believed that the greed of the military would make them repeat the same mistakes, because the "core" of the machine had been polluted, and with the transfer of form, it was able to be separated. Modified, so it's only a matter of time until it's back again.
He secretly coded a worm capable of completely destroying it, and hid it deep inside the machine, requiring someone to manually activate it.]
Ke Wenchen obviously didn't choose to do that? Why
Mo Yi held his breath and continued to read.
[But Jiang Yuanrou gave me another choice, another even crazier plan. The energy converted by the machine is not actually released, but stored in it, waiting to be released. And if such a huge amount of energy is properly controlled If it is possible to jump in time and space, but the amount of calculation required to complete this plan will be inhumanly huge, that's why she thought of cooperating with me, but she also told me about the risks involved, because the machine made The energy vortex will be very powerful, and it will cause an extremely terrifying mass bending in the four-dimensional space, so the fate of all characters related to the machine will try to return to the original track with strong inertia]
[She told me that he has been transferred to a place that no one can touch, and has been upgraded with the times to an area that artificial intelligence cannot touch. When the time comes, he will be pushed as a victim of the entire conspiracy go out. Jiang Yuanrou said that with her authority, she can only bring me to the place where the machine is now, and whether to completely destroy it or use it is entirely up to me.]
[I made a choice.]
[He can't die.]