Chapter 859 Hello, world

After Gawain finished speaking, he became quiet and left the time for thinking to Naratir and Duarte.

As he said personally, he does not want to use force to make the "god" in front of him who has lost the status of a god become a "component" of the narrator's neural network, although he can indeed Forcibly controlling the other party to do this, you can even use your own special power to directly dismantle the other party's personality and reset it to become the "narrator core", but this goes against his principles.

He did not defeat a god to make himself the next "god".

Of course, he still extremely hopes that Naratir and Duarte can agree to his conditions, not only because he really needs to use each other to further study the secrets of the gods, but also because in his plan , if the narrator neural network wants to achieve a higher-level "goal", it must have a super core existence similar to an "upper-level narrator".

Naratir and Duarte fell silent at the same time, seeming to be communicating in some way that no one else could know. The two factors raised by Gawain seemed to have indeed touched the "two persons." "The gods of the past, their silence is a reflection of their wavering.

A truly heartbroken person will not waver like this.

Finally, the huge white spider gently shook its long forelimbs, with a trace of hesitation and hesitation. The spider’s front body suddenly lowered its height slowly, and a man wearing a white long skirt and white The girl with long hair reaching the ground gathered her figure in a burst of light, and slowly walked down the white spider's forelimbs, and came to Gawain.

"I want to see...the information you mentioned."

Gao Wen showed a smile: "Of course."

......

In the world of mental images formed by thousands of network nodes, the sun that is less than ten days old is shining on the prairie that is seven days old. The grass that is four days old and the wild flowers that are one day old are slowly rising in the sunshine and breeze. Slowly swaying, the upper-level narrator who was reborn twenty-six minutes ago was lying quietly next to a hill. There was a gorgeous light curtain surrounding the huge spider body, and the communication of knowledge and information was proceeding bit by bit.

Gawain stood on a hill not far away, with Hetty, Kamel, Veronica and Yuri standing beside him.

"Your Majesty," Samler broke the silence in a low voice, "Are you sure it is safe to do this?"

"The upper-level narrator is no longer a god, Na Rytier and Duart are now just two powerful network minds, and they are under the surveillance of the entire narrator network." Gawain knew that everyone who had come into contact with the upper-level narrators would have Samler's concerns, so He was full of patience and understanding, "I know what you are worried about, but it is necessary and safe to do so."

Yuri couldn't help but frown: "They will one day regain their status as gods. And strength? ”

“This is the basis of our research and the new disobedience plan.The key to fighting against the gods," Gawain said, and glanced at Veronica and Kamel who were standing next to him, "Many of the people present are people who have experienced that incident, and we should all know the upper-level narrator. How was this god born?"

Magnum immediately replied: "It was the devout faith of millions of virtual minds in Sandbox No. 1, which led to the birth and awakening of the upper-level narrator... "

"Yes, the upper-level narrator is the mental projection of millions of virtual minds - but now these millions of virtual minds are no longer there. If our theoretical model is correct, then after losing these After the interference of mental projection, today's upper-level narrator can no longer become a god, and if Naritir and Duarte act as 'network administrators' in the narrator's neural network, they become two public , individuals who have no sense of mystery and no need to worship, then there will no longer be any belief in them. Even if a small number of 'following groups' occasionally arise, they will not be able to reach the scale and 'purity' of forming gods... And we , this process must be tracked, monitored and verified. "

Gawain spoke unhurriedly, and then he was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "In addition, we also speculated that the chaos of human collective thoughts caused the gods to continue to go crazy. Therefore, we also need to simultaneously verify whether a god who is placed in a "quiet environment" will still be mentally unstable without any ideological infection.

“We need to determine whether the gods are driven crazy by mortal thoughts.

“It is too dangerous to test directly with real gods or contaminated samples of gods. Yes, Naratir and Duarte are the safest 'test targets' at this stage.

"Although they have lost many of the characteristics of gods, one thing has not changed - they are a collection of a large number of thoughts, an 'aggregation' catalyzed by the mixture of mortal minds and spirits, and this This 'aggregate' quality is the main goal of our research at this stage.

"As for the data that deviates between the gods who have lost their personality and degraded and fallen, and the complete gods. That is an area that we cannot intervene in at this stage and can only put it aside for the time being. ”

“Use weak human power to challenge the powerful power, use the limited known to explore the unknown, and use relative truth to continue getting closer to the absolute truth.” When Gawain’s words fell, Veronica Suddenly breaking the silence, the rebel from ancient times took a deep look at Gawain, "This is indeed the researcher's idea. "

"But this plan itself does have certain risks," Kamel said buzzingly. "Although at present, every link has safety guarantees, the upper-level narrator has already lost control once. The 'gods' put it in our newly built network and let it serve as an important node. What if - I mean if, if something goes out of control or becomes contaminated, what should we do? ”

“The first insurance policy is that Naratir and Duarte’s minds are not in a complete state of affairs.”The network can be transferred at will, and they can only transfer part of the perception and interaction interface. The Empire Computing Center is the container of their 'ontology'. This computing center can physically disconnect the network at any time;

"Second Insurance , all immersion chamber devices are set with a physical fuse when leaving the factory. Unlike the unlimited brain connection of the eternal sleeper, there is a limit to the mental fluctuations that the immersion chamber can withstand. If the limit is exceeded, it will break. God-level spiritual pollution far exceeds this threshold in intensity;

“The third level of insurance is the empire’s complete resident management system and the safety regulations of computing centers in various places, coupled with the magic monitoring devices throughout the country . Abnormal personnel and unauthorized magic power fluctuations will be discovered immediately. This must be very clear to the archbishops present - this is how the cultists in Cecil were caught;

"The fourth insurance is me."

Gawain said, pointing to his head.

"I have not completely 'released' Naratir and Duarte. This is the ultimate layer of insurance. Of course, this insurance has a time limit. If I am 'gone', Then this method will also be ineffective, so the main prevention methods are still the above three."

"I think this is enough," Kamel said solemnly, "The risk cannot be eliminated, it can only be reduced, you. The measures have at least minimized the risk under the current technical conditions."

The people at the scene nodded slowly in thought, and seemed to have accepted Gawain and Kamel's statement, but Veronica suddenly broke the silence: "I have another question,"

Gawain looked at the former princess (and the former princess): "You tell me."

"Ignoring the safety measures, do Naratir and Duarte know about the content of our experiment?"

"Yes," Gawain said without hesitation, "the content of the experiment..." It is also included in the information given to them. This is an open and transparent contract, and everything is on the table." Yuri and others at the scene were stunned at first, and then they all showed surprise. , with a look of surprise, obviously not expecting that Gawain would directly tell the "upper-level narrator" the "experimental content" that sounded easy to irritate the testers, but Veronica, who was holding a platinum scepter and always had a calm expression, was quietly After looking at Gawain quietly for a few seconds, he suddenly showed a smile.

"Then I'll be relieved."

"Many out-of-control and even devastating experimental disasters originally originated from a little concealment in the contract," Gawain also smiled, "Concealment The more things there are, the greater the backlash will be after exposure, and historical experience tells us that anyone who is worried about being exposed will definitely be exposed - this is evident in a long-term experiment with dangerous test subjects. It’s especially fatal.

“So it’s better to take out all the content that may cause backlash, and either don’t sign it, or sign it for peace of mind. ”

Just when Gawain finished speaking, on the plainThe wind direction suddenly changed slightly.

Everyone stopped talking with something in mind, and many eyes were cast not far away in any order.

The gorgeous light curtain finally closed.

The huge white spider carried Naratir and Duarte and slowly came to Gawain on the hill.

The Eternal Sleepers looked at this scene with a mixture of nervousness and expectation. Even Hetty couldn't help but take a breath. Only Gawain and Veronica looked at them with consistent expressions. Indifferently, with faint smiles on their faces, they quietly waited for the reply from Naratir and Duarte.

"We agree," Duarte said calmly, "We agree to everything in the contract - as long as you can fulfill all the promises in the contract."

"Impressed What we have is not only your conditions, but also the... frankness you showed in the contract," Naratir said softly, "Fortunately, we can all accept it."

Gawain was at this time. He exhaled slightly, and then the corners of his mouth turned up little by little.

"So, are you ready to say hello to the real world?"

......

In the huge empire computing center, sophisticated and advanced The mind hub is running smoothly, and the staff maintaining the facilities are busy everywhere.

In the computer rooms located above the second floor, the doors of the neatly arranged immersion cabins are closed tightly, and thousands of eternal sleepers, technicians, and volunteers who are in a state of deep connection are quietly The ground lies in these connected devices, and one of the greatest creations of this era is gradually perfecting and maturing in the mental space formed by the union of their minds.

Rebecca, who casually put on a white robe over her usual dress, stood in the huge hall of thinking, in front of the mental hub that was making a low hum, looking with bright eyes. With this great technological crystallization.

Jenny stood beside her, and on the other side was Mr. Nicholas Egg floating in mid-air.

“I have been busy researching the aircraft project recently,” Rebecca suddenly said to Jenny next to her. “I didn’t expect that your research institute and the Machinery Manufacturing Institute would quietly release this set of things. Done..."

"The technology from the Eversleepers itself is close to maturity. The only thing that needs to be done is to optimize and reorganize their original runes and integrate them with the rune system under the magic technology. 'Connection', this is the area that the Rune Research Institute is good at." Jenny gently pulled her hair around her ears with a shy smile, "But the final realization is the work of the great craftsman - the mind. The parts used in the hub have almost reached the limit of existing processing technology. If the master craftsman had not done it himself, there is no telling how many scrap parts would have been produced in the factory to assemble such a set of mental hubs. ”

"Anyway... we finally have an origin laboratory available again," Rebecca said with a hint of excitement. "With the origin laboratory, I can find a way to test the ideas proposed by the ancestors.There are two projects: high-altitude aircraft and high-speed aircraft - if I throw experimental machines all day long in the real world, now my aunt’s eyes are filled with blood when she sees me..."

"High-altitude and high-altitude aircraft High-speed aircraft? Nicholas was a little curious, "Dragoon has just started mass production, and it's not long before the next generation of aircraft is developed?" ”

He obviously cares about this - because for him, new projects often mean new orders, and new orders are his greatest source of fun.

"Development will never stop, but the high-altitude and high-speed aircraft requested by our ancestors are not for practical mass production at this stage - they are mainly to verify something," Rebecca said casually, "We want to see higher The magical environment we are in, testing how the aircraft will react when flying at extremely high altitudes, and testing the current drive limits of dragon language runes..."

Whenever we talk about things in the technical field, Rebecca talked a lot, and Jenny and Nicholas were used to it.

However, Rebecca's rambling was quickly interrupted by a sudden voice——

In the bright and spacious thinking hall, there was a sudden sound from low to high.

Then, the sound turned into some kind of low and pleasant buzz, and the sound of the mind. The buzzing of the hub itself complements each other, and a large number of rune projections suddenly emerge around the mental hub, as if a huge stream of data is connecting to the network and adjusting the operating efficiency of the mental hub.

There were numerous updates. Two words suddenly jumped out from the runes and lines.

In the entire empire computing center, two words were projected above every magic network terminal.

“Hello, world. ”

The 2nd year of Cecil, the 45th of the month of resurrection.

The Narrator Neural Network was officially born in the Cecil Empire on this day, and greeted the world for the first time .