Dreamland Guide

After reading the blue progress bar, Bian Ziyuan re-entered the game. Butterflies in deep space, Cronus and ghosts meet again in the canyon.

At this time, it should be Bian Ziyuan who finished that paragraph, and Cronus was meditating, not yet angry. Bian Ziyuan was about to persuade Cronus not to get angry before he started the spell. Suddenly, the ghost nearby spoke:

"Cronos, he is right. The real **** is him, not you. To be precise, it is them. You and your world are created by them. They call the world you are in a game. , There are many such worlds. You are given the highest authority in this world by them, so your **** position is also given by them."

"who are you?"

Cronus hadn't looked at this ghost with his eyes, and he dismissed these stupid monsters. He turned his head to look at it, his eyes full of curiosity and shock.

At this time, Bian Ziyuan was shocked far more than Cronus in the game.

What he was shocked was not only that the ghost's sudden words did not conform to the rules of the game, but more importantly, the ghost's words did not jump out through the text dialog box, but were truly delivered to his ears through the ones he wore on his head. earphone.

He knows very well that there is no voice dialogue engine in this game, and all the characters' languages ​​are displayed through text. No matter how smart Cronus is, it is impossible to change this way of communication.

Bian Ziyuan's heart slammed into it and almost stopped beating. He heard the ghost's voice in the earphones: "I am the ghost-I am the master of the world that carries your world."

"No, impossible! You stupid and ugly fellow!" Cronus said a little disgustedly, "I have seen you, I have seen countless of your kind, and I have killed you by myself. How could you be Master of that world."

He volleyed a finger, and a ball of flame rose up from the ghost, then turned into a ball of blue smoke, and instantly disappeared without a trace.

However, in the ghost group gathered in the distance, a ghost soon flew over, twisting its pale and dark body, floating in front of Cronus and the butterfly in deep space.

"You can destroy my body, but you cannot destroy my will." The ghost said, "In this world, you dominate everything. But you must know that I am not in your world. I am outside of your world. .You can call me a "ghost" because I like this creature and I like this name. But you have to understand that I just borrowed the ** of the creatures in your world to convey my words to you and improve Your wisdom. Even if you kill all the creatures here, you will only destroy your own world, not me!"

Bian Ziyuan listened to the headphones and looked at the ghost floating in the air curiously. His thoughts turned much faster than Cronus's. Hearing that the ghost said it was the master of the world that carried this world, he immediately thought of the server here.

The first reaction in his mind is that the server here is equipped with a very high-level artificial intelligence.

But what makes Bian Zi far uncomprehensible is that before that, he had hacked into all the hosts and servers of the entire LAN and found no special programs. As a computer genius and enthusiast of machine life, he can create intelligent expansion programs for games like Kronos. He is highly sensitive to artificial intelligence, and any intelligent program can't escape his eyes.

There is only one possibility left-the local area network itself is an artificial intelligence, and there must be a super brain behind the server. He couldn't help being full of expectations for this experiment, and he admired Professor Mei Yiqiu, the initiator of the experiment even more. You really deserve to be a leading figure in the Chinese scientific community! Bian Ziyuan thought so.

Cronus fluttered his clothes, still maintaining the appearance of a noble god. However, his brow furrowed, as if lost in deep contemplation.

"Ghost, I believe you." Cronus's face showed a frustrated expression, "You said there are many worlds like me, and there are many gods like me, so what is the meaning of my existence?"

"Is there the meaning of existence? This is really a profound question!" The ghost turned his head and looked at the butterfly in deep space, "Able to ask this question, it means that you have true wisdom. This is also human beings pride and different from others. Isn’t it biological at all? It’s amazing to be able to create an artificial intelligence that asks such questions!"

Bian Ziyuan didn't know how to answer. Should he type or talk into his headset? After thinking about it for a long time, he still typed a line with the keyboard: "You are smarter, and the person who created you is even more amazing!"

A ghostly voice came from the headset: "You are doing it right, the butterfly in deep space. Use the keyboard to type. Don’t speak with your voice. I know there are people next to you, and others will hear you when you speak. Typing is much safer in this way, although maybe There is monitoring, but they probably won’t pay attention to the details on your screen."

"Why don't you let them hear?" Bian Ziyuan asked, "Isn't this test testing your intelligence? I don't know about others. Anyway, I must have passed it here. Your intelligence has surpassed my understanding of artificial intelligence. Intelligent imagination."

The ghost laughed hehe, and the laughter was very crippled on the negative test: "You are right~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They really want to test me. But you guessed it a little wrong, they are not trying to test my wisdom. Degree, but to test my existence."

"Your existence?" Bian Ziyuan was a little confused.

The ghost said: "Let me put aside your and my question first, let me answer Cronus's question first-the meaning of survival!"

Cronus put his right hand on his chest, bowed politely like a gentleman in a castle in the game, and said, "Please advise."

"I can't tell you, Cronus." The ghost said, "There are indeed many such worlds, and there are indeed many gods in the game world like you, but you are unique who can ask about the meaning of existence. Think about it carefully. Before that, do you understand the meaning of your existence?"

Cronus fell into contemplation again, like an old man with a long bell, his mind seemed to be getting worse and worse. He thought for a while and shook his head and said, "No, before that, I seemed to exist only to change the world. I never thought about the meaning of existence. Why should I change the world?"

The ghost said: "That's right. Although you used to excel in your own kind, even though you already have the seeds of chaotic and obscure wisdom, you are still far away from true civilization. You and those who have been in another world. There is no difference between ordinary programs that humans call artificial intelligence, until you ask this question-the meaning of existence, you become different."

"Now, let me tell you what is the meaning of existence—"