On the other side, Qin Zhuang was thrown directly to the ground by a zombie. He struggled frantically, but he couldn't get rid of the zombie on his body.
"ninety two."
Then came Lin Ke and Miao Zhi, a two-meter-tall zombie with a chain and a sickle in his hand, knocked open the gate, and dragged them out.
"forty five."
"sixty two."
Zhao Wei stared helplessly at the bloody scene in front of him, and the fear that penetrated his bone marrow made him unable to move. Only the girl next to her reported three numbers with unknown meanings in sequence.
The next moment, Zhao Wei was completely overwhelmed by the zombies swarming in. Before he died, he could only see the girl looking at him coldly. There was no change in expression on that beautiful face, just like It's like looking at a little white mouse.
"twelve."
In the next second, Zhao Wei opened his eyes again.
There is a wooden floor under the body, and the top of the head looks like the beams of some kind of small wooden house. When Zhao Wei stood up staggeringly holding his head, he found himself standing in a small house. Memory has been erased.
It was still a similar plot, the difference was that the barefoot girl just now was no longer among these people. This time, there were only eight of them.
Li Anping, who turned into a barefoot girl, quietly watched the various performances of the eight people in the wooden house, and recorded the numbers of their choices and endings.
"Hundreds of experiences, but each person has limited choices at each moment. As the number of times gradually increases, the probability of each choice they make appears."
"What is making the choice? The brain? The brain is just a bunch of atoms, and it is also made up of various atoms. How is it different from stones and clods?"
"Take the atoms of a stone apart and replace the atoms of a brain, and it will make no difference."
"So how did our brains give birth to something like consciousness?"
In front of Li Anping, there seemed to be countless TV screens flickering. On each screen, all kinds of people had experienced in the nightmare space. They were either surrounded by zombies, or they were in the wilderness. Survival in the middle of the world, or fighting monsters in space, different people, different environments, but everyone makes their own choices according to certain rules.
Every time the plot is repeated, the data they selected will be aggregated to Li Anping. With the continuous reincarnation of thousands of people, their data will soon exceed 200 G, and more and more.
Similarly, as the number of times increases, the probability of each option chosen by each of them becomes more and more obvious.
"What is consciousness? Brain activity? But most people don't feel their own brain activity at all."
"When he wanted to get up, he bent over, put his hands up, and got out of bed."
"When a person wants to eat, the hand puts the spoon into the mouth, and the food enters the stomach and begins to be digested."
"Exercise, digestion, sleep... There is no need for us to specifically direct our body, he is doing it subconsciously. Ordinary people don't know how the brain works in this. Just like the function of a computer, human beings just input Output."
"In contrast to modern science, consciousness is a pattern of composition."
"Just like the music score itself is not the music, but the information recorded in the music score is the music. Pages and words are not novels, but the content recorded on the paper is.
Consciousness is a combination pattern of atoms, which constitutes an extremely complex algorithm. When we input content into it, it will automatically output the result, and ordinary people cannot control the process. "
On the thirteenth floor of the Imperial Library, Li Anping's hands were glowing with intense blue lightning, and he could see balls of air constantly changing in his hands, gradually proliferating from a single cell, and slowly turning into a huge ball of flesh.
"Just like basic characters, when different characters are combined with each other, a novel is born. Will consciousness be born when atoms are combined in a special way?"
"But everyone's consciousness is still different. Everyone's consciousness is like a unique function." In Li Anping's eyes, it seemed that thousands of people were constantly reincarnating in the nightmare space and making choices.
"Different inputs lead to different results, but each function is unique, so even if two functions have the same input, they may produce different results."
"But this set of algorithms is too complicated, so complicated that even if a person's entire life is input into a supercomputer, it is difficult to predict 100% what he will do in the next second."
"No, it was impossible to predict."
"Human beings themselves are composed of unpredictable atoms, but there is only a certain probability in the macroscopic view."
"More than that, human consciousness is more advanced than ordinary functions."
I saw that the electric light in Li Anping's hand was getting brighter and brighter. Amidst the pieces of blue lightning, a palm-sized cat slowly opened its eyes.
"Human consciousness has the ability of self-correction. Every choice and every action will correct human consciousness, just like writing a function, except that human beings do not write on the source code, or through the code of behavior and environment. Tools to write, smarter and more macro.
Therefore, everyone’s consciousness is changing every moment. For the same input, the answer ten years ago is 30% likely to choose A, and 70% likely to choose B. Ten years later, the answer becomes 90% choose C and 10% choose D. "
The light in Li Anping's hands slowly dissipated, and the gray and white cat looked at him and cried softly: "Meow." The kitten looked no different from ordinary cats, it was equally cute and Smart.
"The consciousness algorithm of animals is too simple, it's like creating a simple artificial intelligence." Li Anping looked at the cat in front of him, and put it on the ground casually.
"It's hard for me to predict with 100% accuracy what it will do in the next second, but I know all its possible choices."
"Because of its consciousness algorithm, its functions are compiled by me."
"But it's not complicated enough. There are too many gaps with humans."
"Self-correction can't yet be written in Composite. Is it a deficiency of the algorithm...or..."
The kitten ran to Li Anping's feet, rubbed his body against Li Anping, and then meowed a few times.
"It's a little short of something..."
"What's the difference?"
Li Anping raised his head, his eyes directly penetrated the roof of the Imperial Library, looking at the endless starry sky.
In Tianjing, thousands of people are constantly experiencing various unimaginable adventures.
Countless people's choices, data, life and death movements appeared in Li Anping's eyes.
"Exactly... what's missing..."
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Just when Li Anping was still trying to perfect the second stage of material reorganization, and was preparing to hit the third stage of quantum computing.
Far away in the country of Codex, in the death zone.
Originally, it was ravaged by human monsters all the year round, and later ravaged by Li Anping's battles with Seagram and Gabe. Now this place is almost completely no man's land. It was only after the unification of the Western Continent that the country of Codex slowly began to repair work, but because of the battle of Higram, the country of Codex was seriously injured.
Therefore, the reconstruction work on the dead zone is also arranged in a very late position.
But deep in the uninhabited underground, countless dense metal bugs are constantly digging and building.
In a hall made entirely of metal, Shang Tian was sitting on a chair, and a laptop was placed on the table in front of him. The two-year-old Shang Tian kept fiddling with his little hands and typing on the keyboard.
Behind him, Ye Beast slowly came up: "Xiaotian, the letter has been delivered."
"Thank you, Uncle Ye." Shang Tian turned his head and smiled at Ye Beast, and started typing on the keyboard the next moment.
The Night Beast stood behind him, silently watching over him.
In less than two months, this little boy in front of him, who was obviously only less than two years old, exploded with astonishing wisdom and talent.
If Shang Tian before was just a genius, then what he did in the past two months has already made people feel horrified, which made Ye Beast, who is a fifth-level ability user, also convinced.
On the other side of the table was a young man with an inch in the national costume. He raised his feet and put them on the table, his clothes made a series of jingling sounds.
"How long do you have to wait? You have contacted such a bunch of trash in the past two months? Except for those robots, the others are just a bunch of trash."
"Be patient, Kudia." Shang Tian took a sip of the coffee on the table, showing a confident smile: "The underwater base in the Frozen Ocean has already started to be established, and the opportunity will come soon."
"What are you waiting for?" The young man called Kudia looked at Shang Tian puzzled: "If Li Anping is really making great strides towards the ultimate goal as you said, we don't have time to stay Let's drink tea and chat here."
"But on Earth, I've done everything I can. Next, we need to wait for a friend."
"friend?"
"Yes, friend." Shang Tian showed a mysterious smile: "When I see him on the news, we can set off.
Go to World One, where we will kill Li Anping. "
When he said this, Shang Tian's eyes were already full of resentment, and the murderous aura that did not match his two-year-old body came to him, which made Kudia feel terrified. The depth of resentment contained in it made him feel shocking.
"How much hatred does this guy have with Li Anping?"
After a long time, the boiling killing intent in Shang Tian's eyes gradually calmed down, and turned into bone-piercing coldness.
"It's up to me to completely stop this multiverse disaster and end this sin on our family."