Glitch utopia

Jack Sun wanted to vomit, but couldn't. The scene on the bus just now was still vivid in his mind.

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

"No... did the poet do something wrong? He was right! Shouldn't those people be killed? Is there anything wrong with everything he did? No problem." Thinking back to everything in the past, Sun Jack thought to himself.

Sun Jack once thought that the poet's memory would be cold, evil, and distorted. He only needed to resist those evil perceptions.

But now he suddenly discovered that this was not the case. The poet had not done anything wrong. Every choice he made was very in line with human nature, and every choice he made was so correct. It could even be said that putting himself in his position was probably a mistake. There is no better option.

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

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

"Jack, you have to hold still. According to the data we have received, you have begun to be affected by the poet's memory. You don't want to be changed by him. You need to change his perception. Remember, you are Jack Sun, you are not a poet.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the lens shattered, revealing half-flesh and half-mechanical Linda suspended in the darkness, appearing in front of Sun Jack.

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

After pausing for a while, he spoke again: "I know, I can still withstand it. What I just want to ask now is how many so-called memory anchor points the poet has left?"

"About 15." Linda Linda said a number that made Jack Sun painful. "In addition to everything you have experienced before, it is roughly everything that happened before the poet's personality and three views were fixed."

"Fuck." Sun Jack felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He didn't know if he could still tell clearly whether he was a poet or Sun Jack after experiencing various situations like this.

"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 progresses through the Ebbinghaus forgetting curve to forget them. But for AI that will not forget, as long as these things happen, every time they think about it, will be there again.”

Hearing this, Jack Sun seemed not surprised at all that the poet would make such a decision.

After a while, Jack Sun calmly accepted the fact. Now that he was here, he was ready to face all possibilities.

"Your plan is good, but the error tolerance is a bit too low. If I fail, remember to recruit a few more Sun Jacks and try again at the same time." Sun Jack suggested.

After hearing this, Linda Linda looked at Sun Jack seriously, "Don't worry, we have made various plans for our plan. Besides, how do you know which one you are in?"

Hearing this, Jack Sun was stunned, and then said with a smile: "I really don't care which number I am in. I don't care what you do. I just hope you remember to delete the failed Jack Sun, otherwise there will be more people in this world." There is one more poet.”

Linda Linda looked a little surprised. After being stunned for a while, she said: "Jack Sun, you are very pure. This is exactly what we need. There are too few people like you now."

"In fact, we have found other people for this project and even specially cultivated various clones. However, we found that this cloned product is completely unable to withstand the impact of the poet's memory anchor. If you can survive until now, you can still It really surprised us to say this.”

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

Then Jack Sun received the data transmitted from Lesson 3. When he saw the number of bytes in the data, Jack Sun took a slight breath and said, "Fuck, this is even stronger!"

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North latitude: 34.8765° N, east longitude: 118.4421° E. Deep in the earth's crust, a mechanical worm that once belonged to the poet but has been completely modified is rapidly shuttling underground.

The machine that was once a poet has now been modified, and the Utopia security forces inside are performing special tasks.

"Old 2, what are you writing?" No. 44 looked at his companion with some surprise. His fingers turned into afterimages and tapped rapidly in the air. The speed was so fast that he could tell at a glance that he was coding.

After hearing this, the Cang Yan Sacred Fire User Nona raised his head and looked at the driver, a tall woman.

"Three-dimensional vulgar people, you people who have given up on the truth, you don't 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 second dimension, why do you want to participate in this event?" No. 44 waved his thick arm with tattoos.

The Cang Yan Sacred Fire user Nona couldn't help but raise his chin higher. "Because this is the oracle issued by the God of the Second Dimension to all otaku! Our world is under construction, and we will never allow our new world to be destroyed!"

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

Her huge mechanical body was wrapped in various cables, completely integrated with the worm, and could completely control her body for her own use when necessary.

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

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

Saotome, who was dressed as a completely 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 work. It says that after the protagonist eats the rubber fruit, his body can stretch like rubber."

The former AI has a new body like Tapai.

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."