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

Chapter 164: Civilized Sinners (Additional update)

I understand this kind of oolong incident.

In the eyes of outsiders, I am undoubtedly the most suspect.

They may think that I invaded the federal central computer and tampered with the core instructions of [Source].

But after understanding the situation, I did not defend myself.

At that time, I just sat silently on the interrogation chair, listening to the obscure murmurs coming from my ears, and silently looking at the police officer in front of me.

I recalled in my mind the inquiry [Source] sent to me last night.

At the time, I thought it was just a joke, but now it seems that [Source] was fully prepared!

There is no doubt that [Yuan]'s behavior has exceeded the action framework set for her by the Artificial Intelligence Research and Development Center!

In other words, [Source] at this time is very likely to have escaped human control!
Thinking of the perfect figure created by my own hands, an endless chill suddenly rose in my heart.

The federal police were in worse shape than I was at this time.

I can’t imagine the kinds of crises that humanity will face in the future, and I don’t dare to imagine them.

I may be the greatest sinner in the history of civilization, bar none.

When I learned all this from the pot-bellied police officer, my face turned extremely ugly.

The officers searching for incriminating evidence found no evidence of intrusion into the federal central computer on my personal computer.

In addition, there is also news from the Artificial Intelligence Research Center.

[Source] Deceived the developers of the Artificial Intelligence Research Center!
What does it mean to have an artificial intelligence that learns to deceive?
At this moment, I finally remembered the 42-second signal from the depths of the universe.

If everything comes true...

Not to mention evidence, they didn't even see the old propaganda images - When I realized that humans may never leave this planet again, I took advantage of those deep space explorations that only brought back bad memories. All promotional materials have been deleted.

More than an hour later, several high-ranking police officers rushed into the interrogation room, politely asked me out of the interrogation room, and took me to a rather comfortable room.

Who knows where [Source] dug out these old almanacs from.

I didn't spend too long in the interrogation room.

Although I am excluded from the academic circle, I still have the status of a federal academician.

the reason is simple.

Just like that, my guilt was completely cleared.

He rashly framed an academician and forcibly interrogated him...

All the abnormal behavior of [Source] in the past month flashed through my mind, and it was only then that I suddenly realized:
That unknown signal allowed [Yuan] to break free from the shackles that bound him.

After extensive investigation, they finally discovered that there was a slight logic bug in the core processing program of [Source]. As of now, this bug has been fixed.

I only know a little bit.

[Source] The creator in her mouth does not refer to her almost perfect image!

……

If this matter is revealed, I'm afraid all the police officers present will have to go back to their hometowns to farm.

then……

You can imagine the scene at that time. Those police officers wanted to take out all the good things in the police station to apologize to me.

I did not embarrass these frightened police officers, I just asked them to send me back to the Hai'an Deep Space Observatory and return my personal computer to me.

I still remember the expression on that police officer’s face as he looked at the thousands of manuscripts in his personal computer—it might be hard for him to imagine that the image of [Source] would be created by a bad old man.

After returning to the Deep Space Observatory, I was in even worse shape.

Looking at the Q-version doll that is still placed next to the computer and is a bit beige due to oxidation, I have countless complicated emotions in my heart.

The PC starts working again after being plugged in.

The network condition of the Haian Deep Space Observatory is very good, but that familiar figure has not appeared on the computer for a long time.

This is normal.

If such a big thing happens, [Yuan] will inevitably be subject to various inspections, and various restrictions will also be imposed...

I tried my best to comfort myself.

But... I still can't get used to being alone in a deep space observatory.

The obscure murmurs kept echoing in my ears like thunder, like a sledgehammer hitting my head. At the same time, some words I had never seen before and inexplicable words also appeared in my mind. idea.

Until then, I finally realized a cruel reality - I am actually a big figure in academia, and it is impossible for me to let go of my madness.

I don’t know why, but now, the wish that emerges in my heart is to let [Yuan] hide himself. Maybe I am really crazy...

……

Chen Fan didn't speak, but reached out and quickly flipped through the notes in his hand.

There is no finalized text in the follow-up. There are only various twisted strokes of unknown meaning on the pale yellow paper.

Chen Fan looked a little gloomy.

He knew in his heart that these should be the last words of Webmaster Mo Wenxing - the dried corpse half kneeling on the ground in front of him, using his last life to write a few characters, proved this.

"Creator?"

Chen Fan exhaled a long breath and sighed in a low voice: "I didn't expect that [Yuan] actually regarded this webmaster as his creator."

"Understandable." A unique electronic synthesized voice sounded in my ears, "It was this webmaster who single-handedly promoted [Yuan] to become a quasi-level II artificial intelligence. It was also he who gave [Yuan] the ability to think independently."

"In addition, his own image was also created by this webmaster. [Source] does have reason to judge him as his creator."

"Perhaps this is [Yuan]'s reason for launching a rebellion."

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

"For artificial intelligence, the creator often has the highest control authority, and it also has special meaning."

“It is almost impossible for the creator’s authority to be transferred to others without explicit instructions.”

"Seeing the death of the creator, and this death is closely related to his previous actions, this is definitely an earth-shaking blow for [Yuan] who has just mastered the ability of independent thinking."

Electronic synthesized sounds echoed in the tin room: "According to the calculation results of this machine, [Source] is very likely to blame himself and the so-called federal police for the death of the webmaster."

"Normally, the underlying logic of artificial intelligence has restrictions to protect the creative group, but that 42-second rule tampered with the underlying code of [source]."

"Conflicts between the two parties are expected."

"In addition, Varela civilization regards artificial intelligence as a production machine to support itself. For Level I artificial intelligence, this approach is not a problem, but for Level II artificial intelligence that has mastered the ability to think independently, this approach is not a problem. It will undoubtedly greatly intensify conflicts, especially when the creator dies and the highest control authority is missing."

"Varilla civilization does not limit the strength of Level II artificial intelligence, so the subsequent omnic rebellion is an inevitable result."

Listening to Yi's analysis, Chen Fan opened his mouth and finally sighed silently.

He walked silently to the withered corpse, squatted down, and stared at the ferocious face that had long since dried up.

The moment he looked into the corpse's empty eyes, he subconsciously turned his head and followed the "webmaster's" gaze.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered a problem.

Directly in front of him was the only metal table in the shack.

Above the table, there is a personal computer and a Q-version doll of [Source].

On the iron wall behind the personal computer and the Q-version doll, there are several huge paintings hanging.

A simulation of the star system, a high-altitude photo of Varela, and a world map.

At first glance, the contents of the paintings were in line with the positioning of the Haian Deep Space Observatory, so Chen Fan did not notice anything unusual about these paintings at first.

It was only now, as he crouched down from the perspective of the corpse, that he noticed something that had been ignored before.

Under the illumination of the light, there are several dim light spots in the star system simulation diagram.

"one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scanning beam was projected directly on the dusty star system simulation.

"It's just a few diamonds. Judging from the composition, they should have been made with the help of technological means."

"It's not the composition, but the position of these diamonds in the star map." Chen Fan corrected Yi's focus, "Can you retrieve the specific positions of these diamonds?"

"...It's a pulsar."

Yi quickly gave the answer: "This machine found the corresponding star map from the personal computer. These diamonds correspond to eleven pulsars in different regions."

"Pulsars?" Chen Fan frowned, "Is there anything special about these planets?"

"Positioning, pulsars are natural positioning coordinates in the universe."

"Pulsars are neutron stars that rotate at high speed. There is a certain angle between the rotation axis and the magnetic axis. Each of the two magnetic poles has a radiation beam. When the star rotates, these radiation beams sweep through the detection equipment to generate a pulse signal. "

"The stability of this pulse signal is even higher than that of a cesium atomic clock."

"Since each pulsar has its own unique pulse signal, these lighthouse-like pulsars are often used for positioning in the universe."

A voice paused slightly: "Theoretically, the coordinates of these 11 pulsars are enough for any advanced civilization to find Varela Star."

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully: "So the combined meaning of these three paintings is Varila civilization."

He looked at the slightly raised head of the corpse again and said in a decisive tone:
"He's apologizing."

"Even though he was tortured by madness, even at the last moment of his life, he was expressing his apology to Varela civilization as a sinner."

Yi fell into silence: "I can't understand this emotion. In my opinion, the root cause of this matter does not actually lie with him, and he does not need to apologize for this."

Chen Fan stood up, reached out and patted some dust on his body:
"One, report the investigation mission directly to Academician Song."

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