With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 163 Self-compiled signals

Cloud archive and one-click restore...

Is this how these two words are used?
Although his heart was full of thoughts, he had to admit that after hearing Yi's words, Chen Fan's nervous mood was slightly relieved.

"Just in case, I'd better ask in advance, is there any solution to manually restore the system?"

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that I feel this thing is a bit dangerous and I need a basic guarantee..."

Yi's tone is quite natural: "Tap the smart terminal body at a 45-degree angle in the upper right corner, three light, three heavy, three light, for a total of nine times. Don't hit too hard, don't hit too little, in order to prevent some investigators with cheap skills from making mistakes. Knock, the judgment on this thing is quite strict.”

"……what?"

Chen Fan's expression suddenly became wonderful.

What the fuck...

What are the repair methods for old-fashioned home appliances? !
Before Chen Fan could complain, a line of text flashed across the holographic projection in front of him: "Signal importing..."

"That's right." Yi affirmed Chen Fan's statement, "The source of madness... let's call it broadcast civilization. The cross-universe broadcasts it sent influenced the scientists on this planet, thus setting them on the path of studying artificial intelligence. .”

"Don't forget, the broadcast civilization releases cross-universe broadcasts in special frequency bands, which is enough to prove that the other party is not within this universe bubble."

"As the highest level of dangerous technology, real artificial intelligence technology cannot be developed by low-level civilizations."

Compared with before, Yi's voice was much more serious at this time: "This is a signal with self-compilation function."

"Currently, it seems that there are computers with artificial intelligence."

"……I'm afraid not."

Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

"Self-improvement ability, this is the key technology of Level II artificial intelligence!"

"This program can modify the underlying logic and environment of artificial intelligence, thereby giving artificial intelligence the ability to improve itself."

"As long as you give her enough time, she will evolve into a level II artificial intelligence sooner or later!"

Yi's tone was a little excited: "Damn it... I finally understand why [Yuan], a level I artificial intelligence, can bypass the limitations of the underlying code and continue to improve itself!"

In just a few seconds, a prompt appeared in the holographic projection: [Analysis completed. 】

Chen Fan was silent.

"Normally speaking, the Varela civilization will only go further and further down the road of developing artificial intelligence, exhausting all the potential of the civilization and falling into decline."

Perhaps because of the lesson learned from [Source], Chen Fan's heart suddenly lifted into the air.

Hearing this, Chen Fan's eyes showed enlightenment.

"At this moment, the 42-second signal appeared."

"But after this signal, [Source]'s upper limit was changed, and she became a quasi-level II artificial intelligence!"

1751 7 Month 2 Day.

“Once the presence of artificial intelligence is detected, the signal begins to generate a special program.”

To Chen Fan's surprise, Yi quickly denied this speculation: "I think these should be two different civilizations."

"It successfully changed the underlying code of [Source] and planted the seeds for it to be promoted to Level II artificial intelligence!"

Chen Fan looked at the holographic projection in front of him with a blank expression, and a huge question mark appeared on his forehead: "?"

There are so many coincidences...

That's right, it's the access control system.

The analysis didn't take long.

What is the difference between an ordinary person playing hundreds of thousands at a lottery station and emptying the lottery prize pool by purchasing the same numbers?
So, of course, Chen Fan put forward a conjecture: "According to your opinion, this 42-second long self-compiled signal may be a means of broadcasting civilization?"

……

Cross-universe broadcasting requires much more energy than electromagnetic wave signals. With the strength of broadcasting civilization, there is no need to do this kind of behavior of taking off your pants and farting.

Someone found a way to open the ruins of a prehistoric civilization unearthed twenty years ago!
To be honest, if this news had not been reported, I would have forgotten about it.

"So, the current [Source] is a product born under the joint influence of two advanced civilizations?"

"A suitable environment?" Chen Fan quickly noticed this key information.

"Before this signal, [Yuan] was just a level I artificial intelligence that had just started. With the modification and debugging of a large number of technical personnel, she may continue to grow and eventually become something close to the native machine."

Then, it quickly gave Chen Fan a popular explanation:
"You can think of this signal as a key, a key that opens the door to Level II artificial intelligence!"

He understands the signals.

A sudden piece of news detonated the academic world that had been silent for a long time.

"there is a problem."

What I said does make sense.

What does self-compilation mean?
"Once this signal is input into a suitable computer environment, it will begin to compile and expand itself into a simple program."

It is said that the main credit for opening the ruins fell on the head of [Source] - those researchers who knew how to dig in the soil suddenly connected [Source] to the access control system of the ruins.

"Self-compilation phenomenon detected, simulation sandbox environment is being generated..."

Before the information was reported, I did not expect that a relic of a prehistoric civilization would have an electromagnetic wave signal receiving and transmitting device and a complete access control system.

After accessing the system, [Yuan] successfully cracked the access control system, thus opening up this prehistoric relic that had been dusty for who knows how long.

I don't know anything about this, so I won't comment.

In short, with the help of [Yuan], the prehistoric ruins that had been silent for twenty years were opened. I heard that some researchers found some black fluid-like substances enclosed in strange containers.

Someone also saw a strange black stone tablet inside.

There are many such rumors, but they have little to do with me, a bad old man who is isolated in the academic circle.

……

1751 7 Month 27 Day.

I don’t know why, but in the past month or so, I feel that [Source] has undergone some unspeakable changes.

There are fewer and fewer logical loopholes in her words. The most important thing is that she looks more and more like a human being.

It seems that those outside artificial intelligence researchers have made good progress.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The good thing is that as [Yuan]'s intelligence continues to increase, she can do more things.

The downside is...

The rapid advancement of artificial intelligence will only make it impossible for the deep space exploration program to make a difference.

However, I don't care anymore.

I'm already old.

The remains of [Hope No. 9] are still in the factory, but I don’t have the energy to perfect it anymore.

The endless vast starry sky and the tiny interests at your feet...

Which one is better or worse should naturally be judged by future generations.

At least, that’s what I thought before [Source] asked that sentence.

……

Just now, I went to check deep space observation equipment such as radio telescopes as usual, and [Source] took the initiative to ask me for the first time.

"Creator, do you want to restart the deep space exploration program?"

I was a little surprised by [Yuan]'s behavior.

Especially the title of "Creator".

But looking at [Yuan]’s perfect image that has remained unchanged for several years, I burst into laughter.

"Creator?" I smiled and denied [Yuan]'s title to me. "I just helped you design an image. I can't be considered a creator."

"From now on...just call me the stationmaster."

"Stationmaster." A familiar soft female voice sounded from the second underground floor of the Haian Deep Space Observatory, "Do you want to restart the deep space exploration plan?"

I nodded indifferently and casually said something that I regretted greatly: "Of course, this is my lifelong pursuit."

……

1751 7 Month 28 Day.

I was woken up by a piercing siren and loud voices.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a police officer with a sinister face rushing into the shanty I built myself, and then cuffed my wrinkled hands with silver handcuffs.

"Stationmaster Mo Wenxing, you are under arrest."

"Charge: endangering federal public safety."

I looked at the police officer in front of me blankly, and subconsciously turned my head to look at the computer screen aside.

[Source]'s figure is not on the screen.

"Stop looking!" the police officer said with a stern look, "Specialists will collect evidence of your crime. All you have to do now is follow me to the police station!"

In this way, I was taken aboard a police helicopter parked outside the Hai'an Deep Space Observation Station without any knowledge.

The huge noise and violent shaking of the helicopter were not friendly to me, a rotten old man who was half buried in the ground.

When I left the helicopter, my physical condition was extremely poor.

The strange murmuring sounds that had disappeared for a while also resurfaced in my ears.

I don't pay attention to these little things.

At this moment, my eyes were attracted by some giant screens next to the police station - on those huge screens tens of meters high, promotional videos of deep space exploration programs from decades ago were printed, and I was even on them I saw my figure when I was young!
No one knows how excited I was at that moment!
The heart that had been silent for a long time was rejuvenated at this moment!
"Are you...preparing to restart the deep space exploration plan?"

I endured my physical discomfort and excitedly asked the police officer next to me.

The police officer stared at me with an ugly expression: "Pretend, keep pretending!"

"I want to see how long you are ready to pretend!"

I didn't understand the words coming out of the officer's mouth.

It wasn't until I was sent to the interrogation room that I gradually understood the general process from the police officers:

Since last night, all electronic products with screens in the Federation have malfunctioned.

The so-called malfunction is actually the picture I just saw - that set of promotional videos that are completely outdated.

You know, since the concept of omnics was born, almost all electronic products are controlled by [Source]!
When the researcher tried to communicate with [Source], [Source] also proposed a deep space exploration plan!
Now the problem becomes bigger.

After some investigation, the federal police directly identified me as a criminal suspect - there is no way, I am probably the only one in the entire federation who is still insisting on the so-called deep space exploration plan.

ps: I posted a recommendation today, two chapters will be published tonight, and there will be more chapters tomorrow!
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