Fault Utopia

Chapter 617 Progress
Sun Jie Ke wanted to vomit, but he couldn't. The scene on the bus just now was still vivid in his mind.

This feeling was extremely uncomfortable. He didn't know how many times he had experienced the poet's memory. However, this feeling seemed to accumulate. Not only did it not dissipate, but it accumulated more and more, as if something had exploded.

"No...did the poet do anything wrong? He did nothing wrong! Shouldn't those people be killed? Was there anything wrong with what he did? There was nothing wrong." Thinking back to everything that had happened, Sun Jack said to himself.

Sun Jie Ke once thought that the poet’s memory would be cold, evil, and distorted, and that he only needed to resist those evil cognitions.

But now he suddenly realized that this was not the case. The poet had done nothing wrong. Every choice he made was very consistent with human nature, and every choice was so correct. It could even be said that if he put himself in his position, there would probably be no better choice.

The poet is kind, but the whole world seems to be against him, always targeting him. What is wrong with this world?

Just as Sun Jack was thinking this, a mirror suddenly appeared in front of him, and Sun Jack saw the poet's appearance in the mirror.

"Jack, you need to stay calm. According to the data we received, you have begun to be influenced by the poet's past memories. Don't let him change your cognition. You need to change his cognition. Remember, you are Sun Jack, not the poet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lens shattered, revealing Linda Linda, a half-flesh, half-machine, floating in the darkness, appearing in front of Sun Jack.

Sun Jack shook his head vigorously, struggling to wake up from his cognitive confusion.

After a long pause, he spoke again: "I know, I can still hold on. What I want to ask now is how many of these so-called memory anchors the poet has left?"

"About 15." Linda Linda said a number that made Sun Jieke painful. "Plus everything you've experienced before, it's basically everything that happened before the poet's personality and worldview were fixed."

"Damn." Sun Jie Ke felt a little powerless. He didn't know if he could still tell whether he was a poet or Sun Jie Ke after going through all these situations.

"No, I just can't figure it out. Do poets only have these bad memories? Don't they have any good memories? Can't good memories shape people's outlook on life?"

"Bad things are always more memorable than good things, and for some bad things, the human brain uses the Ebbinghaus forgetting curve to speed up the process of forgetting. But for AI, which does not forget, as long as these things happen, every time you recall them, you will be immersed in them again."

Hearing this, Sun Jie Ke didn't seem surprised at all that the poet made such a decision.

After a while, Sun Jie Ke calmly accepted this fact. Since he was here, he was ready to face all possibilities.

"Your plan is good, but the tolerance rate is a bit too low. In case I fail, remember to pull a few more Sun Jacks to try again at the same time." Sun Jack suggested.

After hearing this, Linda looked at Sun Jieke seriously and said, "Don't worry, we have made various plans. Besides, how can you be sure which one you are?"

Hearing this, Sun Jack was stunned, then said with a smile: "I really don't care which one I am. I don't care how you do it. I just hope you remember to delete the failed Sun Jack, otherwise there will be another poet in the world." Linda Linda looked a little surprised. After a while, she said: "Sun Jack, you are pure, which is exactly what we need. There are too few people like you now."

"In fact, we have looked for other people for this project and even cultivated various clones, but we found that these cloned products are completely unable to resist the impact of the poet's memory anchor. We are really surprised that you can hold on until now and still say such words."

"Are you guys praising me? Thank you very much. Go on, I can still hold my ground." Sun Jack said, ready to welcome the poet's memory.

Then Sun Jack received the data transmitted by Lesson 3. After seeing the number of bytes in the data, Sun Jack took a deep breath and said, "Fuck, this is even more powerful!"
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Latitude: 34.8765° N, Longitude: 118.4421° E Deep in the earth's crust, a mechanical worm that once belonged to a poet but has been completely modified is moving quickly underground.

The machine that was once a poet has now been modified and is carrying out special tasks within the Utopian security forces.

"Old No. 2, what are you writing?" No. 44 looked at his companion in surprise. His ten fingers turned into afterimages and tapped quickly in the air. The speed was so fast that it was obvious that he was typing.

After hearing this, the Blue Flame Holy Flame User No Hanai Kada raised her head and looked at the driver, a tall and strong woman.

"You worldly people of the three dimensions, you who have given up the truth, you will never understand." There was a hint of pride in his words.

"Fuck, you deserve a beating, don't you? Since you are so obsessed with the two-dimensional world, why did you participate in this event?" No. 44 waved his sturdy tattooed arms.

The Blue Flame Holy Flame Master Hanai Kada couldn't help but raise his chin higher. "Because this is the oracle from the God of the Second Dimension to all otaku! Our world is being built, and we will never allow our new world to be destroyed!"

While the two were talking, the tall Hilda, who was curled up on the ground next to them, smiled and said, "He is writing a One Piece fanfiction."

Her huge mechanical body is wrapped in various cables, completely integrated with the worm. When necessary, she can completely control her body for her own use.

"One Piece? I haven't heard of it." After stroking his chin and thinking for a while, No. 44 asked the silent Vax. "Cop, have you heard of this?"

Vax ignored her and looked at the screen in front of him, carefully observing any abnormalities on it to ensure that he could detect the possibility of an out-of-control AI in the first place.

Saotome, who was dressed completely like a gothic girl, spoke up. "It should be something from the last era. It's normal that you don't know it. It's a comic book. It says that after the protagonist eats the rubber fruit, his body can stretch like rubber."

The former AI, like Tapai, has a new body again.

Then she glanced at the data she had just stolen. "He was writing a One Piece fanfiction, imagining that he had gained the power of the Rubber Fruit through DNA enhancement technology, and then when the enlarged Sun Jack was doing it with Hilda, he flattened him and pinched him into a round shape as an application."

(End of this chapter)