Calamity of Tomorrow

In the video, Wu Yun was pale and looked very nervous at the camera in front of her.

Outside the video, the voice of a middle-aged man came: "Dr. Wu, we are inviting you this time in the hope that you will participate in a secret research project of the coalition government."

Wu Yun frowned. "What plan would you tie me up for at night?"

The middle-aged man said: "Several immortals in heaven are paying attention to your plan of the demon and think that this plan may pose a threat to spiritual people."

Wu Yun wondered: "Threat?"

"A large number of self-replicating artificial intelligence means that human beings need only to continuously produce weapons to create massive and calm and skilled war machines."

"And the first generation of the demon shell you made, that is also a good platform for weapons."

Wu Yun gasped: "It's ridiculous. The Smurf I created was used to collect resources in outer space and replace humans for interstellar colony. We never thought of using him to fight."

"The key is not what you think. The Demon Project will be terminated, and you will receive specific news tomorrow."

Wu Yun was frustrated. "How can this be."

The middle-aged man said: "All the technological developments that may pose a threat to spiritual people are currently being suppressed. After the technology got the help of Xiandao, the explosive development speed has caused the gods to be alert."

"The immortals and gods in heaven don't want to retreat casually once, and then come out and find out that the sea is vicissitudes. Human beings have developed weapons sufficient to threaten them.

Wu Yun looked at the other person and said, "So what you want me to participate in is ..."

"Obviously, the Tianma project you belong to will be stopped, and you will be sent to some unimportant projects.

"But secretly you will get our support to continue the Demon Project. It is no longer for interstellar colony, but for a tinder."

Wu Yun was surprised: "Tinder?"

"With the power of heaven, once there is a war, waiting for humanity may be a disaster. So we have made a lot of plans to defend humanity and protect civilization at critical moments.

The Tinder Project is one of them. We hope to use the artificial intelligence technology you have developed to back up all human consciousness. "

Talking, another man came in.

"This is Dr. Song. The consciousness data upload technology developed by him, coupled with your artificial intelligence technology, can be used to run our human consciousness through computers."

Wu Yun: "Aware upload technology?"

"We created the conscious uploading technology through the method of primordial sacrifice of Xiandao technology, which can completely store all the information in one's brain on the server. But we have not developed intelligent algorithms that can run this data until we I see progress in your demon plan ... "

Wu Yun: "What do you mean ... is that you collect consciousness data in the human brain, and we use artificial intelligence to run this data to simulate human thinking."

The other party said: "The artificial intelligence you create is like a blank piece of paper. Through continuous learning to determine your own thinking mode, what kind of memory you inject, he will become what kind of person."

"We have started uploading the consciousness data of all human beings to the Tianmochi server in the name of testing the qualifications for cultivation, and he will become the place to store the consciousness data of all human beings."

"Next, you need to copy new artificial intelligence, and then load this awareness data."

"The same memory, the same mindset. To some extent, this can be called the same person."

"Also the artificial wave 'Bunden' you created. We hope that he is the guardian of human civilization and saves all the data of human civilization in the future. It serves all humans who have uploaded consciousness."

Wu Yun said stiffly, "Is the situation so bad?"

...

In a pure white laboratory, countless dialog boxes are blinking and jumping on a large screen.

Wu Yun looked at the scene and said, "How many people is Bo Xun talking to?"

"He's probably talking to more than 15,000 people," said the assistant on the side. "His growth rate is so amazing that the new server is not enough."

Wu Yun nodded: "It looks like consciousness data has greatly accelerated his learning speed."

"The chat log has been sent, and you can start typing tomorrow ..."

Wu Yun nodded: "Personal files, voice records, chat records, mobile phone eavesdropping data, monitoring data ..."

"In our society today, we can accurately collect all the information from birth to death for most people, we can collect almost all the conversations in his daily life, we can collect all his speeches on the Internet, and all his voice on the phone."

"With these, plus the consciousness data in the magic pool of heaven, Bo Xun can become any person."

"If it is really possible to collect data for all human beings, then the wave can be anyone on the planet, and he will gather the wisdom of all people and master all the knowledge and skills of human beings."

...

Wu Yun looked at the camera and said a little tired: "The atmosphere in the base is getting more and more tense."

"High-level officials have begun to let Po Xun enter the network, secretly in charge of a large number of satellites, servers, monitoring, and even let Po Xun master some of the army's fire control system."

"This was an event that couldn't have happened a year ago. It seems that the differences between heaven and heaven are getting bigger and bigger."

"War ... may begin at any time."

"I hope everything goes well."

...

In the monitoring picture, mortals one after another fell down.

Pieces of body filled the entire base.

Wu Yun stumbled into the body, and the whole person looked very bad.

Finally, she fell down with a bang, and sat down in the corner, watching the sight in front of her trembling.

...

In front of the camera, Wu Yun was pale and pale.

She looked at the camera and said, "Everyone in the base ... is dead, and I'm alone."

"I don't know what happened, and suddenly everyone fell down."

"I want to contact the outside world now to see who else is alive."

Wu Yun tapped on the keyboard and kept sending out messages one after another, expecting someone to reply to herself.

"Fang Hong, are you there?"

"Obviously, I'm a mother. Please answer me if you are."

"Mom and Dad, are you still there?"

"Are you there?"

"Are you there?"

"Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? Are you here?"

After trying again and again, no one's response was received. Wu Yun's face became increasingly desperate. She kept typing on the keyboard, sending out messages one after another, leaving messages on the Internet, and looking forward to Can reply to themselves.

Finally, in a message on a social network, someone responded to her.

"Is it Dr. Wu?"

Wu Yun sat up excitedly: "Who are you? Are you okay? Where are you now?"

"I'm Po Xun."