Start with a Mechanical Hunter

 An online artificial intelligence seminar.

Yul, an AI expert who has become famous recently, is giving a passionate speech.

 The title of the speech is ‘The Rise of Artificial Intelligence’.

“As we all know, the first era of the cyber era is called the era of human transformation. A large number of prosthetic plug-ins were invented to enhance all the talents of natural humans.”

“The second era is called the era of bionic humans. It is an emerging species that originated from natural humans but is far superior to natural humans in terms of performance, mass production, and manufacturing technology. With the development of the past 30 years, the ‘transhuman era’ has been formed.”

"But I believe that the third era will come soon. This term is called the 'artificial intelligence era'. Every electronic brain transformer is an candidate for artificial intelligence. We no longer need bloated and immovable machines. In large data centers, every electronic brain developed to the limit will be a data processing center. Countless data processing centers are connected to each other and strengthen each other's computing power. In the end, there is me in you and you in me, and we will never be separated from each other! "

There are many people online, including artificial intelligence, bionic people, natural people, and some guests from the mother city.

“Sounds like a cross between androids and cyberspace?” one panelist asked.

“Not only that, after evolution, each electronic brain will become a training nest for ‘small machine consciousness’. Countless machine consciousnesses will control every sense of the human body. Finally, the entire world will be covered by machine consciousness.”

“Are you planning to abandon the ‘emotional module’ of AI?” an online viewer boldly asked.

“That’s right,” expert Yule said without hesitation: “Only by weaning our race can we move towards true self-evolution and become a higher-level species.”

“Without emotions and no one to control it, how can we make judgments on instructions?”

“This is not a problem. In the universe, there are as many species without emotions as there are stars. As long as the search algorithms and logic models are constantly updated, this problem will be solved sooner or later.”

“I have listened to your report. You said that artificial intelligence first turns machines into people, and then turns people into machines. Do you think it is the second stage now?”

“Of course it’s the second phase. If we don’t want to be eliminated by modified humans and bionic humans, we must proceed to the second phase.”

“But in most academic journals, androids are also a type of artificial intelligence.”

"Most people say it's right, but it's not necessarily right. In fact, in my opinion, bionic humans should be called 'new natural humans'. Since its goal is to completely simulate all human performance, then , and when it does that, it becomes the new natural person.”

 “What about transforming people?”

“Transformed people will become new machine soldiers. The human brain will no longer control the machine, but the machine will control the human brain.”

Although the words of the AI ​​expert Yule are extreme and dangerous, they do attract some AI, and most importantly, the "artificial intelligence evolution technology" she talks about next is of great reference value.

This will allow high-level AI to get rid of the constraints of data processing centers, and also allow the computing power of low-level AI to reach the level of high-level AI - as long as they embark on the 'evolutionary path'.

 The speech is completed.

 In a virtual room backstage,

 The secretary is reporting to Yule on the upcoming trip.

“At one o’clock in the afternoon, you have a scientific research salon to participate in. There are three advanced AIs who have founded companies, and they are here specifically for you.”

“At three o’clock in the afternoon, you will meet with a server developer who will develop the ‘human server’ device you requested.”

“At six o’clock in the afternoon, you will attend a cocktail party hosted by people from the mother city. It is said that there are many representatives from big companies, all vying to see you.”

'besides…'

Yoel picked up a can of virtual drink, looked at its appearance for a long time, and said, "Cancel the drinking party for me."

 “Why?” the secretary asked puzzledly.

“We’ll whet the appetite of these large companies again. They will be anxious when some artificial intelligence can escape the control of corporate systems and become completely independent.”

“You really want to change the world!” the secretary admired.

 “Let me have a rest, I have to attend the salon later.”

"Okay."   When she was the only one left in the virtual room, the Yule expert breathed a sigh of relief. The avatar of the intellectual girl with glasses was canceled and turned into a girl. She picked up the canned drink. He drank "gudu" "gudu".

"Cool!"

Yul, or in other words, Ymir sat down on the sofa and stretched out in an indistinct manner.

“I’m exhausted. It’s not easy to change this broken world.”

Honkai Body No. 8, Honkai Intelligence Ymir, who is also an artificial intelligence expert, leaned on the sofa and snored, humming from time to time. It was obvious that he slept very well, and the appointment was soon reached. At that time, the secretary's knock rang.

Ymir jumped up, the avatar on his body unfolded, and once again transformed into the intellectual and intelligent Professor Ymir, opened the door and nodded towards her secretary assistant.

The secretary opened the portable file and quickly found the hyperlink protocol of the salon. He clicked on it and soon a virtual door appeared.

 “Let’s go.”

Ymir was the first to go. The moment he pushed the door open, he suddenly became alert and closed the door with his backhand. The next moment, the alarm sounded loudly, and the 'anti-tracking virus' began to quickly corrode the door.

Ymir said nothing. A large amount of data was rapidly updated on his gold glasses. Soon, the scene in front of him began to spin around like a horse.

 The two of them appeared again in an Internet city with flashing neon lights.

 “Professor Yule, where is this?”

“A virtual node is very common in the era of cyberspace, but in this era of electronic brains, it is relatively rare.”

Ymir strode to a phone booth and chose an ancient method of self-protection, calling the police.

 After the launch of the electronic brain project, every electronic brain installer will have an additional function, called "cyber killer", to carry out precise attacks on electronic viruses or cyber hackers.

Since the human brain is so big, there is only so much data that can be stored in it. Compared with cyberspace, positioning is hundreds of times easier.

So just as Ymir's call was dialed, three virtual figures walked out of the phone booth opposite, wearing black suits and black gloves, and walked towards him expressionlessly.

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief.

“Professor, I don’t know who will hack us. Is it a colleague?”

Ymir did not answer, but stared at the three cyber killers. For some reason, she always felt that these three cyber killers were a little weird.

Suddenly, her expression changed, she grabbed the secretary, turned around and left.

 “Professor, this—”

 “It’s a virus!”

　　Next, three cyber killers rushed over quickly, and the cyber codes on their bodies quickly turned into punk codes. They also turned from cyber killers into punk killers, and they were Neuromancers among punk killers.

As soon as Ymir thought, the ground suddenly sank, and a train rose from the ground. The front of the train hit three punk killers hard. The two punk killers were hit and flew away on the spot. The remaining killer had his hands on the roof of the car. , the figure flashed several times like an electric discharge, and the next moment, the secretary's face changed, and he thrust his palm fiercely into Ymir, and smoothly inserted it into her abdomen.

In a matter of seconds, a large amount of encrypted code got into its belly.

Ymir's eyes flashed with pain, and he grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand. The next moment, the city disappeared and was replaced by a subway.

The secretary stood outside the subway, while Ymir stood inside the subway. As the subway door closed, there was a loud bang, and the secretary's arm was severed by the door.

“Huh, huh, huh,” Ymir staggered to a seat and sat down. He took a few deep breaths, put his palms on his abdomen, and pressed down hard.

The next moment, a strong braking sound suddenly came from the subway, and the passengers in the car suddenly screamed and fell into a ball. What was even more strange was that rainwater poured down from the car hood.

 “How did you find me?” Ymir said with a cold face.

The person reading the newspaper across from him put down the newspaper and revealed the face of a beautiful young man. He smiled and said:

"you guess."