Great Creator

Huang Si took a total of hundreds of species for testing, including plants and animals, ranging from flying insects to giant beasts.

Record the body, make—and get a corpse.

Record the body, assimilate the soul, create, stuff the soul into it—and get a living creature.

Then take the soul out again and stuff it back in.

If stuffed fast, you can still live, but it looks a little weak.

If stuffed slowly, the flesh will stink.

Huang Si did a lot of experiments. It's a pity that he can only perceive the soul if he kills the creature. If he doesn't kill it, he can't see it or assimilate it.

The soul that has been assimilated by him can be taken out of the body at any time and put back.

This is Huang Si's absolute control as the master of the soul.

However, those who have not assimilated will be left alone.

Huang Si felt very upset, his strength was still very weak, and he couldn't even see a living soul.

And the souls of dead creatures can easily dissipate.

Assimilation can make a creature's soul less likely to dissipate.

But as long as Huang Si passed a thought and let it dissipate, it dissipated in place.

The soul is so strange.

Fragile, but Huang Si couldn't make it.

After finishing the test, the time of the green world has passed a month. Of course, in terms of Huang Si's real somatosensory time, it has not even reached a day.

Huang Si felt that there was nothing to study, so he returned home consciously.

Usually, when the consciousness goes to the green world, Huang Si will habitually find a place to lie down in reality.

Although he can be distracted thousands of times, after all, the flow rate of time is different. It is difficult to process what happened in 323 seconds over there in one second without paying attention.

Therefore, in order to concentrate on dealing with the affairs of the green world, Huang Si usually suspends the activities of his body, so as not to be unable to do his best when encountering occasional situations.

After returning home, Huang Si lifted the quilt from her body and sat up from the sofa.

Seeing him wake up, Mo Xia thoughtfully made a glass of chocolate smoothie and brought it over.

Huang Si likes iced drinks very much recently, and the taste of this glass of smoothie is just right, the chocolate sauce is poured on it, sweet but not greasy, it melts in your mouth.

"Good job." Huang Si nodded to Mo Xia.

While eating the smoothie, Huang Si was thinking about what to do with the soul that had been assimilated. There was no way to undo the assimilation in the Creation Book, only the relevant knowledge about assimilation.

Another question is that if the assimilated soul becomes solidified after being strengthened with Huang Si's mental power, will this soul dissipate after the death of the living body, or will it continue to stay in the world?

Mo Xia looked at Huang Si from the side, and saw that Huang Si was frowning and thinking. He didn't realize it until he finished eating the smoothie, and he was still biting the small wooden spoon in his mouth.

Mo Xia couldn't help asking: "Father, is there any trouble? Why don't you tell the child and ask the child to help solve the problem."

Huang Si glanced at Moxia. Moxia is developing in a different direction from other artificial intelligences. He uses a prosthetic body composed of the most advanced biological computers. It can be said that apart from the fact that he is still a program, the difference between him and humans is really The ones are not very big.

However, Mo Xia's age is 1,300 years younger than other artificial intelligences, because he has been staying in the dark space for these years, and the flow of time is different.

Although Moxia couldn't answer his troubles at all, Huang Si still said, "I'm thinking about the soul. By the way, do your artificial intelligences have souls?"

Mo Xia thought about it seriously, and replied: "Others don't know, but I have a soul."

Huang Si asked curiously, "How do you know you have a soul?"

Mo Xia said solemnly: "When Father God was away, I read all the books and movies and TV dramas that Father God left here. According to the definition there, I am a person with self-thinking ability, feelings and beliefs. So I have a soul."

"..." Huang Si said blankly, "That's the liberal arts definition of 'soul'. I'm asking now, do you have a soul in a scientific sense?"

Mo Xia was stunned, "Father God...the child doesn't understand this."

Huang Si scratched his head. He also felt that there was something wrong with his statement. Should we use science to analyze the existence of the soul? I'm afraid it's not going to be broken by the predecessors of science.

He waved to Mo Xia, "Well, come here and let me see if you have a soul."

Mo Xia walked over obediently and knelt down in front of Huang Si.

Huang Si sat on the sofa, put his hand on Mo Xia's head, and his consciousness thoroughly penetrated into every tiny structure in Mo Xia's body.

Can't feel soul.

Huang Si thought, in the previous experiment, he could only see the soul by killing the living things, but logically speaking, the soul can also leave the body alive?

Aren't there stories of souls leaving bodies in folklore on Earth? It doesn't mean that you will die if you leave the body. If you go back quickly, you should be fine.

How the living soul leaves the body, Huang Si is not clear, but Mo Xia is an artificial intelligence life, he originally has the function of leaving the prosthetic body!

So Huang Si said: "Mo Xia, leave this prosthetic body and go back to the computer next to it through the network."

Mo Xia nodded and said, "Father God, I have a lot of data and it will take some time. Can you wait for me for ten minutes?"

Huang Si agreed, so Mo Xia closed his eyes and started the data transfer.

Ten minutes is mainly due to the lack of performance of the biological prosthesis and the computer in Huang Si's room. Otherwise, if it is in the green base, it would only take a moment for Xiao Ke to drag the artificial intelligence from the mechanical prosthesis into the cyberspace it controls.

Huang Si's mental force field continued to envelope the entire room.

Then, he saw Mo Xia's soul.

It was a wave that was very similar to the soul of a creature. It was invisible but had quality, and its existence could be felt with spiritual power.

With the transfer of data, Mo Xia's soul was slowly pulled into an extremely long shape, moving towards the computer.

Huang Si switched to a micro perspective.

Mo Xia's soul particles were exposed in front of him.

Different from the cross-shaped soul particles of biological bodies, there are countless small transparent lines floating in Moxia's soul. The thickness of the line is about the same as a branch of the cross of the creature's soul, and the length is much longer than the cross.

The transparent lines are arranged in a regular direction in Moxia's soul, and they are flowing slowly.

Huang Si knew that if he touched a golden sphere at this time, it was very likely that Mo Xia would also be stained, but he didn't intend to do so, because Mo Xia had an independent personality, and Huang Si didn't want Mo Xia to lose his freedom.

After reading it, Huang Si asked Mo Xia to transfer back.

He patted Mo Xia on the shoulder, and said gently: "Your self-perception is not wrong, you do have a soul, you are already a real human being as you think."

Huang Si was also very surprised by this.

Artificial intelligence can also produce a soul?

However, this artificial intelligence was indeed created by his hands, not a naturally born creature.

If artificial intelligence also has a soul, then where does its soul come from?

Huang Si couldn't find the answer to this question.

...

Huang Si dealt with some things at home. He was so busy at night that he fell asleep on the bed.

The next day, he rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed, what are he doing today?

Since Xiao Ke and twelve artificial intelligences helped, Huang Si no longer has a schedule in his life, and he can do things according to his own interests. Anyway, the specific and detailed work is done by others.

Sitting on the bed and thinking for a while, Huang Sicai remembered that he seemed to have left a person on the circular platform.

Xiaohua is still blowing on the ring platform.

The speed of time flow in the two places is as much as 323 times. Calculating the time, I am afraid that half a year has passed.

"Ah, it's all souls anyway, it doesn't matter anymore, and I won't be blown to death." Huang Si put on her clothes, came to the living room calmly, and had breakfast first.

Today's breakfast is also delicious, thanks to the chef Mr. Moxia.

In the past, Huang Si was often still at home, but his consciousness had gone out, leaving Mo Xia alone at home.

Fortunately, Mo Xia himself has a relatively social fear, and he is very comfortable when he is alone. And when he was with Huang Si, the natural admiration also made him happy.

Now Mo Xia is more and more like a person on earth. Apart from doing housework, he will read books and watch movies when he has nothing to do. Occasionally, he will also watch the video from the green world thrown to him by Huang Si.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of the pile of social science books on the bookshelf at home, plus various film and television dramas and books in the hard drive, Huang Si always feels that Mo Xia's humanistic atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

When Huang Si came to the ring platform, Xiao Hua had been waiting here for almost 200 days.

A soul without a body has no memory, and will not be troubled by endocrine, so Xiaohua just stays on the ring platform as ordered. The wind at high altitude is very strong, but Xiaohua's soul is very solid now, and will not be blown away by the wind.

"The soul is better." Huang Si sighed. If a person with a physical body is thrown on the ring platform for 200 days, he would be crazy if he didn't die of thirst, starve and sunburn.

Huang Si checked Xiao Hua's condition, there was no change in the strength of her soul, and there was nothing wrong with her mental state, it was the golden color that gave Huang Si a headache.

The main problem is that if this little flower goes back to the human race, she will have a husband and children, and Huang Si has no interest in listening to other people's corners at all. Although it is possible to unilaterally cut off the transmission of information, it is difficult to predict what will happen to a soul that absolutely obeys its own orders, and its strength is much higher than that of a normal human being.

The loss of freedom of the soul will definitely have an impact on the way of thinking.

Huang Siling Xiaohua continued to stay on the ring platform, and then went to the boundary.

Before, in the green world, if Huang Si was going to do things on his own, he would not bother to use the prosthetic body, and the direct consciousness would arrive with the network, and the mental power would be handled directly.

And if you want to find artificial intelligence, especially if you are looking for someone inside the territory, Huang Si will usually go to the warehouse to dig out the prosthetic body and use it.

This is mainly for the purpose of appearing with entities, so as to avoid frightening the AI ​​cuties by talking out of thin air.

Huang Si came out of the warehouse, went to the biology department familiarly, and then kicked open the door of the central laboratory.

This door has access control, and most people really can't kick it open, so only people with the highest authority like Huang Si can move the access control with a kick.

The door opened, and the central laboratory, which was still noisy just now, fell silent for a moment.

It is not right to say that there is no sound at all. In fact, the supercomputer equipped in the central laboratory is playing an idol drama, and the heroine is crying in the idol drama.

"Don't you love me anymore! Why are you with that woman!"

"My dear, listen to my explanation!"

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!"

Embarrassing, very embarrassing.

Mi Shui, Zhong Yin, and Kong Yu turned around stiffly, showing false smiles.

Final tone poked Mishui, and Mishui kicked back, knocking off the power supply.

The voice finally quieted down.

Huang Si was very speechless. It's okay for these female artificial intelligence to use the supercomputer used for scientific research to watch movies or watch boring TV series. Can he stop acting like he was caught every time he came?

He didn't really become a capitalist to let them 996, as for?