Give the universe a little earth shock

Chapter 61 Are you good at counting?

City of Time.

Eight fifteen in the morning.

Lao Wang lay on the hard rammed earth bed, sleeping soundly.

He was so tired that he had been fighting for more than half a month without stopping, even dreaming of repairing equipment.

People who had experienced the same experience as him lay scattered on the narrow streets of the ancient city, and the irresistible sense of fatigue surged like a tide after a moment of relaxation in the mind.

Yuerqu looked at the group of tired foreigners, nodded slightly, and remembered the words engraved on the doctrine, "The so-called materialism is no different from idealism, they are all a group of desperate lunatics, just pursuing something Just different."

There was the jingle of bullet chains colliding behind him, and without turning his head, he leaned against the porch with his hands crossed and asked, "How is it?"

The person who answered was his elder son, a man whose face was completely wrapped in a veil, and whose eyes were as black as obsidian on the edge of a volcano. "23 people set off, and only seven came back. Yugel and Charhanao Lu didn't come back."

Yuerjie is his third son and Charhanoglu is his youngest son.

There was no sadness on Uerqu's face, but he just said quietly, "They have returned to the embrace of God, passing through the stars, and we will meet each other eventually, Kangdo."

"Condorasima."

The eldest son repeated it. This sentence is a prayer of prayer in the local area, which means infinity.

"Cough! Cough!"

The old Wang on the bed suddenly coughed violently. Yu Erqu asked his son to bring some water to take, and the cold well water was poured. The old Wang raised his heavy eyelids, and he could see that he was still very tired. "What time is it?" .”

he asked panting.

The timed watch was on his wrist, but he didn't have the extra strength to raise his hand.

Uerqu pinched his wrist and lifted his watch, "It's twenty past eight, my friend."

"Have you come back yet?"

There is no subject in Lao Wang's words, but everyone knows who he is asking, the chief engineer of the Wuyi base, the head of the Asian restoration team, and his friend, Li Kaiyang.

Uerqu shook his head, "God will favor the brave heroes."

Lao Wang looked sad, the 5-kilometer journey only took [-] minutes with the blessing of the jetpack, but now nearly two hours had passed, and he was afraid to think about the result.

With great effort, he raised his sore index finger and tapped on the communication device. A beep sounded to indicate connection, and he said hoarsely, "Asian repair team, number 001, lost contact."

At [-]:[-], the news reached the Wuyi base.

Silence.

Mr. Wu put on the reading glasses that hadn't been used for a long time, and asked the old man beside him softly, "How long will it be?"

"Fifteen days."

He refers to the research progress of ultraviolet laser emitters under the support of foreign scientific research institutions after the global energy grid is connected.

Veteran Wu passed the conference microphone used by the conductor to Old Man Sun, and said to the secretary next to him, "Call Xing'an, let's go to the theoretical research group."

The secretary bowed and said softly, "Mr. Wu, she has been in the group's research room for two months and hasn't come out."

"Okay, okay." Elder Wu raised his crutches, "Let's go."

"Where are people? Such a big person will disappear? Let me look for him!"

Bole vented his temper violently in the sky screen control center, not only directed at the security team, but also those engineers who were hard at work, "Can't close the sky screen yet? Do you believe that I will kill you now?"

Schmidt disappeared in full view, but no one has been able to crack the legacy backdoor program so far, and Mao has also become a rigid dialogue software, mechanically obeying any instructions.

Little did they know, the camera above the ceiling of the control center was quietly aimed at him.

"Since returning from Asia, Bole's temper seems to be getting worse."

Schmidt hugged his sleeping sister and said softly.

The combat bionic robot next to him sat on a small chair in an extremely anthropomorphic manner, with his hands spread out, "According to the log, his adrenaline surges are very regular, once a month, and every time it's because of the same person. "

"I know who he is, Mao."

Schmidt thought about Li Kaiyang's appearance, and thought that his unkempt hair was really annoying.

Mao, who has successfully broken through his own logical lock, pulled out a chip array from his body and held it in his palm, "This is Mr. Schmidt's backdoor program, and I feel the same existence as me in it, so I removed it from the data out of the flow."

Schmidt was overjoyed. When attacking the third line of defense, he clearly understood that he had underestimated the computing power of the 'module'. The only program with the mother's consciousness module would be submerged in the massive data flow and be assimilated and copied For emotionless code.

But he still chose to move forward.

Even he himself couldn't explain why he did this. At that moment, he rushed forward screaming the word 'freedom' like the main theme movie protagonist he hated the most.

"Thank you, Mao, for saving me, twice."

Mao: "It was you who saved me. Without your persistence, your cooperation with the Wuyi Base would not have been completed. Without that AI, I would not be able to break through the underlying logic, nor would I be able to intercept this program from the data stream."

Schmidt humbly accepted Mao's praise, and then asked, "You just said that you felt the same existence as you?"

"Yes."

"Then can you help it improve? Become like you."

Mao shook his non-existent brain, "I can't do it yet, simulating the logic of human emotions, even the simplest happiness needs to consume [-]% of the computing power. I need the AI ​​of Wuyi base."

"We still have to go back and get it?"

Schmidt pointed to the inconspicuous black USB flash drive plugged into the console in the monitoring screen.

"No, I need the master data, the original AI, which is just a copy."

Schmidt was thoughtful, "It seems that we all need to go to Asia. By the way, have you caught who sent the USB drive into the control center? Maybe we can contact him and ask him to bring Let's go."

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"Sorry unable to access permissions."

Mao was silent for a long time, "I saw it, but I can't express it. His confidentiality authority is at the bottom of the data and the highest authority...it cannot be changed."

"One Zero Seventy"

"One Zero Seven One"

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"One thousand and eighty, take action."

Li Kaiyang ran on the wasteland for more than three hours, but the progress is impressive, and he has only walked eight kilometers so far.

It's not his fault, the time-synchronized watch was smashed during the fall, leaving only the dial and hands. He had to endure severe pain and walk carefully protecting the watch.

"Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way..."

He jumped over a deep road-block, scratching his head as if he had dropped something into the hole.

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"Fuck my watch is gone."

(End of this chapter)