Mei Zong’s opening fatal turn

"Hannah! You are indeed a genius!" The elevator door opened, and a young man with red hair walked over excitedly under the protection of two extraordinary beings. "The algorithm you wrote is simply perfect. That is a paragraph." A cross-century research result!”

This man is Lieber, the president of Barbary Network Company.

In the capital circle, Lieber, who is only in his thirties this year, is quite a legend. He comes from an ordinary family and made his first pot of gold through a small program he wrote in high school.

Then he started from scratch and got out of hand. In just a dozen years, he created Barbary, a huge consortium with a market value of tens of billions. He is an out-and-out genius!

But only the few close associates of Libel knew that Libel was simply a lunatic with all kinds of crazy ideas in his head!

"All the hardware facilities have been debugged. Now we only need to enter the core algorithm you wrote, and our plan will be successful!" Lieber said with a somewhat excited expression.

The algorithm program for uploading consciousness data is the biggest problem that has plagued the god-making project for several years, because this algorithm has no precedent at all, and it does not even have a logical direction. Even if Liber invited almost all the top algorithm engineers in the world, they still failed to overcome this problem. Difficulties!

But Hannah is different. Behind her is the help of the White Queen, a super-intelligent life form. She only needs to combine her own actual situation to easily write an algorithm for uploading consciousness data!

"President, can the God-Creation Project really create an omnipotent god?" Hannah asked suddenly, looking at the extremely excited Liber.

"Hannah, what do you think a god should look like?" After hearing Hannah's question, Liber was silent for a moment, then turned around and asked.

"Gods should be omniscient and omnipotent!" After thinking for two seconds, Hannah answered an answer that is almost what most ordinary people know about gods.

"I very much agree with your view!" Lieber nodded, then pointed at the giant behind the special explosion-proof glass not far away, "With the power of human beings, we want to be omniscient and omnipotent in the real material world. , it is indeed very difficult, but what if it is in a virtual network?”

"VR, AR, metaverse?" Hannah asked doubtfully.

"Those technologies are trying to create a world on the Internet that can be fully controlled by designers, but in my opinion, those things are just another form of mini-games!" Lieber shook his head, "In fact, My inspiration was the movie The Matrix!”

"If I transform my consciousness into a data stream while retaining the ability of my soul to think independently, then I can be omniscient and omnipotent in the network, and as long as there is a network in the world, then I can You can have eternal life! Does this conform to your view of gods?”

"And your algorithm has perfectly solved the problem of uploading consciousness data. Once I become the God of the Internet, I will be able to integrate the power of all mankind, so that there will no longer be wars in the world, allow resources to be distributed equally, and even promote the explosion of technology. , Let mankind enter the interstellar era!" Lieber's face showed a look of enthusiasm.

"Huh?" Hannah showed hesitation on her face. "Although my algorithm can completely upload consciousness data, how can it convert a person's soul into data? Moreover, even if there is technology that can convert consciousness into data , who can guarantee that that data is really yours?”

"Haha!" After Libel heard this, he suddenly laughed softly, and the look of pride on his face became more and more intense. "Humanity's current technical level is indeed impossible, but there is an existence in this world called a strange object. It has the ability to completely subvert human cognition and even the rules of logic!”

"Strange object?" Hannah had a look of confusion on her face, "What strange object?"

"That's him!" Libel pointed at the corpse-like giant in the glass room.

"he?"

"Do you know who he is?" Lieber turned to Hannah and asked, but there was a hint of pride on his face.

"I don't know! Is there a genetic mutation? How can there be such a tall and fat human being?" The giant in the glass house in front of him is estimated to be five or six meters tall and weighs no less than a ton. It is impossible for humans to possess it. body shape!

"Whether there is a genetic mutation, I really don't know this, but I believe you must know his identity!" Liber said softly, "He is the pharaoh of the 18th dynasty of the New Kingdom of ancient Egypt, Tutankha. Mongolian!"

"What? How is this possible?" Hannah's expression suddenly changed, "Tutankhamun was a figure from more than three thousand years ago!"

Tutankhamun is the most famous Egyptian pharaoh in the history of Egypt, not because of his most outstanding achievements, but because he ruled the world at the age of 9 and died suddenly at the age of 19. The cause of death was once suspected of murder, so he was surrounded by shrouded in mystery.

At this time, Libel said that the fat giant in front of him seemed to be in deep sleep, and he was an ancient corpse that had been dead for more than three thousand years! Even the most advanced anti-corrosion technology in modern times cannot do this!

"It's incredible, isn't it!" Libel gently touched her through the glass, with a hint of weird and perverted love in his eyes.

"Also, I once visited Tutankhamun's golden mask in the Egyptian National Museum. There is no way it can be worn by such a large body!" Hannah raised a new question.

"Then you should also know that Tutankhamun's pyramid is the only one among all the pharaohs that has not been stolen. Have you ever wondered why?" Liber reached out and tapped lightly on the glass in front of him, and the originally transparent glass suddenly became It turned into a huge display, with photos of the pyramids floating on it.

"Why, for a pharaoh, was Tutankhamun's pyramid so small and inconspicuous? Why did the murals on the walls of Tutankhamun's tomb look so unrefined and even hastily painted? Also, why? Tutankhamun’s golden mask had pierced ears?”

Lieber said, clear pictures continued to flash across the monitor, and a series of questions made Hannah's face show a look of thought, "Maybe Tutankhamun's death was without warning, or even before his death." At that time, only a small part of the pyramid belonging to him was built, so he had no choice but to store his body in the tomb originally prepared for his wife! "

"It makes perfect sense!" Lieber nodded, "But in this case, where should Tutankhamun's wife be buried? So I was wondering if the two of them chose to be buried together, and the person under the golden mask She is Tutankhamun’s wife, and he himself is in a secret room inside the pyramid!”