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

Chapter 193 A research diary that has been dusty for hundreds of years

More than ten minutes later, Chen Fan followed Liu Hao's footsteps and successfully arrived at the resistance command building in the center of the underground city.

During the total war, the command building was far more busy than the production factories in the mechanical city.

When Chen Fan entered the command hall, a middle-aged man with half-white hair was issuing combat instructions.

"Those who ride horses, the Terra Plateau is almost turning into the Terra Plains, what are they doing there?!"

"Tell those theater commanders that within three hours, I will see their troops appear in the eastern and southern theaters!"

Listening to the middle-aged man's roar, Chen Fan felt a thin layer of cold sweat forming on his back.

I feel called out.

But then again...

Is the power of the thirty-one material disintegration cannons so exaggerated?
There is no such thing as a plateau turning into a plain.

"Commander Meng." Liu Hao coughed lightly and reminded the middle-aged man in front of him, "This is Chen Fan, the ally you mentioned earlier."

This level of data collection work has been carried out by the Resistance Army in times of life and death crisis for fifty years!
At least in Chen Fan's opinion, this is a grand project no less than that of Varela!

In order to reversely trace the area where [Source]'s body is located, the resistance army collected quite detailed data on omnic activities.

"Look at the wreckage." Chen Fan placed his hope on the wreckage of the research center brought back by the resistance.

Meng Zhixin nodded repeatedly and gave an order to Liu Hao next to Chen Fan: "Xiao Liu, go and retrieve all the omni-machine activity data."

Hearing this answer, Meng Zhixin sighed silently: "This is the same conclusion we got."

Xu Hongming smiled sarcastically and came to Meng Zhixin's side, explaining in a low voice.

The bright white light beam slowly dissipated, and an electronically synthesized sound also came.

Chen Fan pondered for a moment: "Let's take a look at the omnic activity data first."

"Data processing completed."

Different from the ordinary world map, this world map is densely distributed with a large number of small dots of different colors, and there is a progress bar symbolizing time under the map.

Just when Chen Fan was doubting his life, the half-white-haired man finally noticed these unfamiliar faces appearing in the command hall.

Except for a few relatively complete personal computers, only the storage hard drives that were almost turned into debris were left. The original resistance army was almost destroyed in one pot, and it was amazing to be able to bring back these wreckage from the omnic encirclement. Lifted!
"One, prepare for particle level scanning."

"..."

He first apologized to Chen Fan, and then directly brought the topic to the point:
"Your Excellency Chen Fan, the wreckage of the research center brought back by the resistance has been prepared."

The bright white light beam moved extremely slowly over the pile of debris, and information accurate to the particle level began to appear in the holographic projection in front of Chen Fan.

At most, it just adds a few small craters.

"How's it going? Did you read the information?"

"In addition, the omnic activity data collected by the resistance has also been compiled."

Just when Chen Fan was secretly admiring him, an electronically synthesized sound came.

"Look..."

Yi gave a conclusion: "Judging from the distribution of omnics alone, it is indeed impossible to locate the real area of ​​[source]."

Meng Zhixin was stunned, looking at Chen Fan with a bit of surprise and strange eyes: "Didn't you say aliens? Why..."

In the end, he couldn't help but express his confusion: "Why do you look like us?"

"Scan completed."

As Chen Fan thought, the time progress bar moved forward rapidly, and the small dots on the world map began to fluctuate rapidly - the simultaneous changes in color depth and distribution area made this world map extremely intuitive.

He stopped his command work, walked up to the crowd, and after much hesitation asked Liu Hao: "Who is this..."

The color of the originally dark red equatorial region gradually became lighter, while the color of the four war zones began to gradually increase. Not only that, the positions of some small red dots also shifted.

Perhaps because of the age of these wrecks, the scanning speed this time was particularly slow.

The next second, a bright white beam of light appeared from the palm of his hand and shot straight at the wreckage.

Wherever the light hits, the shells of those broken personal computers quickly become transparent.

After learning that Chen Fan was a native of Varela, Meng Zhixin's eyes flashed with embarrassment, but then the smile on his face became much more enthusiastic.

"Over the past fifty years, the distribution of omnics on Varela has gradually become even."

A holographic projection automatically appeared in front of Chen Fan, and the world map of Varela was clearly displayed in the projection.

Compared with the detailed omnic activity data, there are not many wrecks at the Artificial Intelligence Research Center.

……

To sum it up in the simplest sentence——

In Chen Fan's words, the precision of these data has even reached the level of the census.

Looking at the pile of debris in front of him that could almost be called electronic waste, Chen Fan took a step forward and pointed the smart terminal on his right hand at them.

Yi gave an affirmative answer: "Wait a moment, the information is a bit messy, I will try to sort and repair it this time."

Several black lines suddenly appeared on Chen Fan's forehead, and he turned to glance at Xu Hongming.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan's eyes suddenly flashed with joy.

Become!

No matter what the information is, it is a good thing to be able to read useful information!
A few minutes later, the holographic interface in front of him began to display information that had been repaired.

This is a log message from a researcher's personal computer.

1. Eliminated most of the useless information and screened out some of the key contents.

……

1735. After the abolition of the deep space exploration project, the research focus of the Federal Academy of Sciences officially shifted to artificial intelligence and the extraction and utilization of underground resources.

In the same year, the Federal Heavy Industry Artificial Intelligence Research Center was officially launched, which seemed to indicate that the federal research on artificial intelligence was officially on the right track.

I was lucky, and under the leadership of my mentor, I successfully entered this research center that brought together elites from across the federation.

At first, I thought this was the beginning of my move towards a higher academic status. It was not until the research work officially started that I realized a problem——

The difficulty of researching general artificial intelligence far exceeds everyone's expectations.

This is an area that has never been touched by the scientific community. Everyone is like a child who has just learned to walk, and can only fumble forward step by step.

1736 years.

With the joint efforts of elites across the Federation, the first version of general artificial intelligence was born with difficulty in the quantum supercomputer within the Federation Heavy Industry.

We named it [Source].

Everyone is looking forward to the performance of this general artificial intelligence - it is a day worth celebrating.

It stands to reason that this is the case.

But [Yuan]’s performance made everyone’s eyes darken.

damn it!
It doesn't even understand our commands correctly!

This is not artificial intelligence at all. Perhaps, artificial retardation is more appropriate to describe it!

From this day on, the atmosphere in the research center gradually became solemn.

1737 5 Month 15 Day.

Research time always flies quickly, and the architectural work on the second version of general artificial intelligence has officially begun.

Having said that, it seems that I haven’t seen my mentor in half a year.

But this is normal.

As a federal academician, the tutor is very busy on weekdays.

1737 6 Month 13 Day.

Damn, there was a problem with the architectural work I was responsible for, and the head of the research center asked me to complete the repair work within a month.

This, this is too difficult!

After hesitating for a long time, I decided to seek help from my mentor.

After some inquiries, I learned that my mentor had locked himself in the apartment a week ago - Federal Heavy Industries has provided corresponding apartments for all scientific researchers. I have to admit that the treatment in this research center is the best I have ever seen. the best.

Maybe I encountered some difficulty that was difficult to solve.

Although the instructor has always had the habit of "retreating to death", but one week... isn't it a bit too long?

For various reasons, that afternoon, I knocked on the door of my mentor’s apartment.

I was a little anxious when I didn't hear a response, so I forced open the door of my mentor's apartment.

The mentor is dead.

Died of madness.

The crazy disease that swept the world some time ago is back again!
I looked at the various strange symbols my mentor had written on the wall with blood, and felt a little chill in my heart.

Just then, I saw some familiar words and symbols among these incomprehensible symbols.

That seems to be a completely new way of architecture.

Instinctively, I wrote it down.

Then, I accidentally erased these bloody words, and then chose to call the police.

After some investigation, I returned to the research center after being cleared of suspicion.

Looking at the stagnant architectural problem, I subconsciously introduced the new architecture drawn by my mentor with blood into it.

The problem is solved.

This brand new architecture seems to have been born to deal with this problem!
but……

It seems that I have never told the instructor this difficulty?

1737 8 Month 21 Day.

The second generation of general artificial intelligence was born.

Compared with before, [Source] has made considerable progress.

At least, now she can have the most basic communication with us.

As a hero in overcoming difficult problems, I received good rewards and was even nominated as an academician.

For a moment, the entire research center was congratulating me.

But I felt uneasy.

What do those symbols written by the instructor mean?
Why would he, who was mad, write down that architectural message?

What did he find?
1740 years.

The third generation of general artificial intelligence was born.

I am keenly aware that there are a few highly respected academicians missing from the research center.

After careful inquiry, I learned the whereabouts of these academicians.

Before the birth of the third generation of general artificial intelligence, these academicians died of madness.

I was so shocked by this news that I broke into a cold sweat!
The continuous progress of artificial intelligence is based on the lives of these academicians! !

Is the so-called madness really just an ordinary mental infectious disease? !
(End of this chapter)