Cyber Heroes

"Hahahahaha, partner, it turns out that there is such a thing." The "Eighth Martial God" personality said, "If the real Eighth Martial God is a jointly created literary work, then who am I?"

"The Journey to the West-themed movie is released every year." Xiang Shan rolled his eyes very hard - within the scope allowed by the prosthetic body. The performance of the prosthetic eye given to him by Tao Enhai was too powerful. As a result, the prosthetic eye itself was too large, making it difficult to make detailed eyes like the naked eye.

In Xiangshan's eyes, "Xiaoba" is a virtual humanoid composed of a dense color block. This is a skill mastered in the second year of retreat at Xiangshan. He can use a program to randomly generate a mosaic within his field of vision. Then the brain will perform self-suggestion and automatically connect it with the Eighth Martial God.

Sometimes "Xiao Ba" thinks this kind of behavior is quite sick - or "original Xiangshan" thinks so himself. After all, these two personality profiles basically belong to the same personality, and they completely share the same nervous system. This is basically equivalent to "talking to oneself" and "imagining non-existent friends".

It sounds very autistic.

But this autistic self-communication is the fastest way to retrieve data in the brain.

Influenced by various literary and artistic works from the old era, Xiangshan could easily imagine this form. For him, this is a form of compound intuition and cultural experience.

Cognitive science is a subject that is very contrary to human subjective intuition. Regarding macroscopic behavior and even group tendencies, more and more statistical data from psychologists show that human behavior is regular, real and objective. But within the brain, neuroscience researchers have no choice but to say that some neural responses are true.

Although Xiangshan himself felt that it was weird for a person to talk to himself in such a split-personality way, he still accepted it for the sake of efficiency.

Just now, Mr. Babbitt provided a completely different perspective, allowing him to look at this "other self" in a completely new way.

"I...no, the eighth Martial God who died at the hands of King Agni was forged by the memories of those old friends, and her life condensed into me." "Xiaoba" said, " In fact, human memory itself is something like this."

"What?"

"The weight of different memories is different." "Xiaoba" said: "If a person does the same work day after day, then if you ask him on which day he did a certain thing, he will still He may not be able to recall it. For him, every day is the same. When he looks back on his years, he will only see a lot of dust, which is meaningless. But in the dust, there is rare happiness and non-repetitive novelty. Experience must exceed those numerous repeated memories.”

"Like gold sand in the dust?"

"It's like gold sands in the dust."

In the sight of "Original Xiangshan", "Xiaoba" was sitting on top of Babbitt's van, looking down at him and the dust flying behind the trailer.

But Xiangshan knew that this was just a self-comforting imagination. They share a pair of eyes. It was impossible for Xiaoba to see things from his perspective.

"Language...language." Xiao Hachi said: "Did Kanyuan or Yingjia say that? This thing is like a magic spell. It binds the 'devil of concept' that is originally invisible and intangible. A concept, as long as Being bound by language, its ambiguity and vagueness disappear. Just now, Lao Ba couldn't imagine the process of 'making up a story'. But as long as he was told the story of "The Golden Rose", he instantly grasped what he already had. The 'devil' that originally existed in his soul, the spell of language to 'bind the devil' fully unleashed his power."

"Language is the "strengthening" of concepts. The concepts themselves are automatically filtered and summarized by the nervous system, but complex concepts composed of metaphysical abstract ideas, concepts and concepts must involve language. Our distant ancestors used This form transforms the mysterious and uncertain world in my eyes into a world that is easier to understand - just like outlining an ink painting."

Xiangshan crossed his hands: "Are you saying that they have used language to disenchant the world?"

"I still remember what Yingjia said. She said that Cangjie created characters, and then millet rained from the sky and ghosts cried at night. This myth hides the truth of anthropology. Because things shaped by words will soon become Kill those primitive animistic beliefs. A stronger organizational force will burst out."

"Then the new gods of abstract concepts, born from language and culture, gained all their mystery, holiness, and charm..." Xiang Shan looked at the slowly moving stars in the sky, "Soon after, the new gods were also scientifically Kill."

"Then science itself has also been bewitched." Xiaoba sighed, "'There must be a Lich King'..."

"There can't be another Lich King, another me. Humans can't repeat the same mistakes." The native Xiangshan said: "Speak back to the language. I can feel if you have any new ideas."

"If the 'I' in your eyes is defined as a unique literary experience..." Xiaoba murmured, "Perhaps we can find a way to more closely integrate the pseudo-personality cover with the personality in the biological brain from a cultural perspective. method."

In the network of nerves and nerves, "self-awareness" is a special thing between "existence" and "non-existence". It is not on any neuron, but in the charged ions carried by the neuron, just like a spark.

Is "the flame on the candle" part of the "candle"?

And "culture" can actually act on this swaying candlelight - just like the invisible wind.

This is why "internal strength", a product that embodies modern computer science, is created in a traditional and fantasy form.

"Tsk, tsk, is this the benefit of having a lot of knowledge?" Xiangshan, the original native, sighed: "Now, anything other people say can trigger our inspiration to develop new techniques..."

"We are really powerful now." Xiaoba and Youyuan nodded, "We are not just 'Xiang Shan'. Our memory is not just 'Xiang Shan's memory'. Just like Xiang Shan himself will not be like this More ‘golden dust’.”

"But having said that, the practice of this idea still has to fall on Brother Babbitt. Brother Babbitt is a real literary and artistic worker, and there is a decisive difference in thinking from us. If we want to optimize this kind of cultural experience and literature based on For active internal strength training, you still need to communicate with him more.”

Yuan Xiangshan held his chin with his hand and nodded gently: "Originally, I just wanted to investigate the living conditions of the broadcaster group, but I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains."

Close your eyes towards the mountain, then open your eyes.

Two mountains turned into one.

Xiangshan said to Babbitt: "Old Ba, it's a long road. How about passing the time and telling the story of the God of War."

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