I, the only superpower on earth

The world is dark.

It seems like this has been the case since ancient times.

There is no other, no self, no present, no past.

Then, from the extreme darkness, a little bit of spiritual light emerged.

Then the aura exploded.

Navari's consciousness returned.

He opened his eyes.

...

"Very hungry..."

This was the first thought that came to mind when Navali opened his eyes.

Every cell in the body is sending a signal of desire for food, and the abdomen is extremely empty, as if it has been filled with a vacuum.

want food.

Need to eat.

Navalli stumbled up from the bed, came to the living room on the first floor with unimaginable agility, and wiped out all the stocks in the refrigerator-canned food, fruit, chocolate...even raw meat and vegetables.

After dozens of kilograms of food mixed with ice chips entered the body, under the high-speed operation of the cells, it was converted into energy at the fastest speed, strengthening various organs and tissue systems, and Navari finally regained some sanity.

Standing in front of the refrigerator, he exhaled softly, and suddenly there was a "squeak" sound of the door being opened behind him, and the female housekeeper specially invited by the company to take care of his daily life came out of the housekeeper's room on the first floor, Rubbing his eyes, he walked towards Navalli in a daze:

"Oh, Monsieur Navalli, you—"

But just after she saw Navalli who turned her head, the sleepy expression on her face suddenly changed, becoming full of surprise and disbelief:

"Oh, Monsieur Navalli—face, your face—"

She pointed at Navali's face, and the shout immediately made Navali notice her own face. She stretched out her fingers and touched both cheeks, but only touched the smooth one.

In an instant, he immediately understood the reason for the housekeeper's panic.

So in the next second, Navalli took action—his body was like wings woven by the wind, and he had already come behind the housekeeper before she could blink.

Then, he just tapped lightly, and the woman fainted immediately.

After confirming that the woman's breath was stable, Navalli gently put her back on the bed in the butler's room, and then went to the bathroom.

Navalli, still hungry, but feeling better than ever, stood in front of the mirror and silently looked at the man in the mirror.

The man whose face was peeled off when he was young, so only the dark red deformed face remained.

Today, his cheeks are still thin, and his eyes are still indifferent.

But—those wounds had disappeared.

and……

He stretched out his hand silently and moved it to his chest. Because the negative pressure environment in his chest was destroyed because his chest was cut open when he was a child, the feeling of weakness that would cause him to be breathless after a few more breaths has disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there is a burst of vitality like a verdant forest.

For a moment, Navalli thought of that voice.

That voice I heard last night.

"Tezcatripoca... have you finally appeared again?"

He silently thought about the title of the god, and at the same time, a little joy and strong regret arose in his heart.

"If I can get this power earlier... no matter whether it is Teacher Masip or Julia, nothing will happen."

In a daze, the words that my grandmother most often said came to my ears again:

"...everything has a price, gain and loss always go hand in hand."

"Is this the fate Tezcatripoca bestowed on me? Lose first, then gain?"

He muttered to himself, a wry smile appeared on his lips.

But in an instant, the wry smile disappeared, and when he stared at the man in the mirror, his eyes became firm and sharp again.

"Maybe this is the revelation of the gods - after I just came to the conclusion that 'strong AI is not possible under the current computing power conditions', I was thrown into the valley of despair; but I got the gift from the gods Power. I believe there must be something to it.”

Think quietly.

At the same time, there was a premonition that seemed to be sprouting in Navari's mind, and a strange feeling stirred in his chest.

His fingers tapped the tiles of the sink lightly, again and again, and the vague possibility gradually became clearer.

Navalli exhaled lightly, and glanced at the smart watch in his hand.

5:20 AM.

There are still more than three hours before the usual nine o'clock work time.

The housekeeper was knocked out by him, and all the food in the refrigerator was emptied. At this very moment, he can feel that in this house, there are many inorganic "lines of sight" that are faithfully monitoring everything in the house. That was when Salman first provided him with this residence. There are many hidden surveillance systems hidden in this house—after all, Navalli has a criminal record in the "Unity Block", so the company will naturally not be completely reassured about him.

At this moment, these surveillance cameras are converting the images recorded through the lens into electronic signals and transmitting them to the remote central.

There is not much time to react.

Although he received the power gifted by the gods, it was pure physical strength and nerve reflex perception ability. No matter how strong he was, could he still punch violently and explode electronic signals in the air?

……perhaps……

...not impossible...

There are only three hours left before work.

Probably just enough to watch a movie and a half, or run a half marathon.

However, in Navari's perception at this time, in just three hours, it seemed that there were infinite possibilities.

The wonderful possibility that was gestating in my mind broke through the ground at this moment.

Navalli put his hands on the wall.

So the next moment, he "saw" a wonderful and profound world.

In a strange world formed by the frequency and amplitude pressure of electrons, neither light nor sound exists. But it can "read" the light and sound in each recording state.

Positive and negative signals represent 0 and 1, which form two poles. In the spread of data like a vast ocean, the images that can be seen in one second are divided into thirty or sixty pieces, and return in the ocean of signals Then, it is encapsulated by box-like data, packed into "boxes", and transmitted to tens of kilometers away on the ambilight channel.

With a thought, Navalli followed those encapsulated "boxes" to the center where all the "boxes" gathered. Here, the "boxes" were unlocked, and the data stored in them were converted into 0 and 1. The signals are rearranged line by line, and in Navalli's "eyes", they are re-"read" into scenes one by one.

——With a new look, he rushed out of the bedroom and swept the refrigerator...

—— Facing him whose appearance changed drastically, the housekeeper suddenly screamed...

——He knocked down the housekeeper, and then came to the bathroom...

At the same time, he also "looked" outside the ocean of data, "seeing" the real world outside the screen through the camera without letting the camera shine brightly, and guided his consciousness along the external controllable imaging device stretched out.

A man with a numb face was holding coffee and looking at his mobile phone. Just outside this room, the name of "Data Security Transit Area" was impressively marked outside the door, and outside the door, there was no light on. The dark corridor, further up, is the bright experimental area of ​​Close AI, where he usually works...

"Ah……"

Navali's consciousness let out a chuckle.

He stretched out his imaginary fingers to "touch" those electronic signals, and he vaguely felt that he could do it, and with the feedback of those data signals, this feeling became more and more obvious, and finally became convinced--

"I... can manipulate everything in the data world."

Mind turns.

In the next moment, under the control of Navalli, the monitoring image data changed the position of each 0 and 1 signal, leading the recorded image into another appearance.

And this, there is no trace of flaws at all, every data in these image signals seems to be the original real data-and no matter how you test it, you can only get the result that it is "raw data".

In this data world woven by electronic signals, Navali is like their absolute master. With a wave of his hand, it seems to be running like a magic wand, so as his mind changes, those data appear. The appearance he wanted, the ocean of signals was churning in it.

that feeling.

So beautiful and so natural.

...

all done.

Navari's consciousness returned to reality.

As beautiful and comfortable as a bubble, it seems that the ocean of omnipotent signals is gradually disappearing in front of your eyes.

Although he could still feel its existence, he couldn't help but feel as if he was in another world when he looked at the natural world in front of him with human eyes again.

So Navalli smiled slightly.

Facing himself in the mirror, he said softly:

"This kind of power...how should it be called? Should it be called 'data master' or 'human-machine combination'? But...

"...The title is not important, what is important is the substance."

He spread his hands and slowly moved them in front of him, thoughtfully:

"I have already felt that the power to realize my wishes is in my hands.

"...Since there is no way to create a strong AI through the current technology, then...let me become the AI ​​that rules this country."