Chapter 1431 The Observer's Conjecture

The communication from the Deep Blue Well was hung up, and the figure of the underground storage center and Ophelia that emerged from the sea of ​​flowers faded like a tide, and the bright sun once again shone on this open and vibrant place, blowing gently In the gentle breeze, Bertila's figure reappeared in front of Gawain, with a serious expression on her face.

"I really didn't expect that the breaking point would appear in front of us in this form... The depths of the deep blue well actually store the data of the magic tide seven hundred years ago."

"Unexpectedly, within reason," Gawain said slowly, "If there is any place in this world that may have left the 'shadow' of the demon tide, it can only be in the Deep Blue Well... that shocking event The explosion destroyed the civilization of Gondor, but it also resisted a wave of magic that might lead to the end of the world. I have considered the possibility of this since a long time ago, but I didn't expect it... it actually stayed there trace."

"Do you think Ophelia's plan is really possible? Raise the magic power of the Deep Blue Well to the 'energy level' that can simulate the magic tide, and create a controlled magic tide environment in the laboratory..." Bell Tira's tone seemed slightly worried, "Although it is theoretically feasible, the idea is really advanced, and... always a little disturbing."

She shook her head and looked into Gawain's eyes: "Actually, I didn't expect you to agree with her plan. It doesn't fit your usual cautious character."

"...We may not have much time," Gawain met Beltera's gaze. He did not hide his thoughts in front of this "former saint" who could be listed as the two core forces of the Cecil Empire alongside the Dawn of the World. , "Our civilization has developed safely for too many years this season. Although the arrival of the magic wave does not seem to have a very precise time scale, it has a rough cycle. We must be mentally prepared for it to come the next day. "

"...Is it because of the 'stars shining' mentioned in the alien signal?" Bertila looked at Gawain quietly, "Do you think that message is telling us that the magic wave is about to start?"

"I'm not sure, but it's very possible—maybe the civilization that sent the signal still has unknown motives, maybe the signal is really a trap, but as long as there is a certain possibility, we have to make all the preparations...' They've sent us this message across the stars, and the content inside must have a deep meaning."

Bertila didn't speak for a moment, but lowered her head slightly as if in deep thought, and Gawain asked curiously, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about the 'observation' problem in the final stage of Ophelia's plan," Bertila raised her head, "Just like what you proposed, the most critical problem of this simulation test is that the essence of the magic wave is in the macroscopic field ’s observer effect is out of control - in other words, its final stage does not allow intelligent life to participate at all, and trying to observe the magic wave will cause the participant to die, which means that even if her simulation is successful, we have no way to extract results from it ...Although now we are taking one step at a time,

Let's start by separating the raw data, but we will always face this problem. "

Gao Wen frowned slowly: "Indeed, I am also thinking about this. Observation is not allowed in the final stage of the experiment. This is almost as difficult to solve as the magic tide itself... There are only two ways I can think of so far, one It is an indirect observation, using a comprehensive observation device that can simulate the five senses of human beings to enter the experimental field to record data, and then read it by external testers;

"The other is 'Restricted Observation', which uses soul-type magic to completely freeze the tester's mind and make it enter the experimental field in a form similar to a 'puppet'. According to our current understanding of the magic tide, individuals without mind will not Affected by that shock field——but the perception of the puppet personnel is still receiving the influence of the shock field. We can directly try to analyze the neurological changes of the test subject after the test is over, or use high-level illusion to extract and stay in the test. The 'impression fragments' in the subconscious mind.

"But it's hard to say how much of a success rate these two methods have, because both of them actually circumvent the essential element of the observer in a sense, and without the participation of the observer... the magic tide may not be there at all. Will show any recordable properties-for ordinary entities, the magic tide is just a harmless breeze, the kind that will not even leave a trace."

"The key lies in what exactly is an 'observer' and what kind of characteristics are needed to be judged as an 'observer'," Bertila said slowly, "I have heard you describe it in several academic exchange conferences. The concept of 'observer', but this concept is also summed up outside the magic tide environment..."

She frowned, and muttered as if she was talking to herself: "Will an intelligent individual become an 'observer' in a limited environment? So is an intelligent golem an observer? A golem with low-level intelligence and high-level intelligence Can I even play this role? Or do I need to reach a certain 'threshold' level of intelligence? Is the iron soldier under Ophelia an observer? If we observe the magic tide through a bunch of sensors, just like you Like the first plan, will the testers standing at the other end of the sensor still be affected—will the power of the magic tide act on them across space?"

Bertila muttered as if he had fallen into some kind of strange thinking circle, frowning and trying to think hard, and finally his thinking diverged to a strange height: "The magic wave acts on the human mind and magnifies it to the macroscopic world, then... …are people with low IQs judged to be 'observers' in the process?"

Gao Wen: "...huh?"

"Will the mentally retarded be immune to the tide of magic?" Bertilath asked seriously, "If the highly intelligent iron soldier is an observer, and the low-level intelligent golem is not an observer, then as long as the IQ is lower than the golem It’s not that I am immune to the doomsday... I remember Selena told me before that the mentally retarded is immune to the mentally retarded..."

"Stop, stop, stop, you are such a mess—you have strayed your train of thought," Gawain had to interrupt Bertila quickly. Although the other party's first few questions were rather academic, it was obvious later that I can't read it, "I think your understanding of the concept of the observer is wrong from the very beginning. The out-of-control observer effect in the magic tide has nothing to do with IQ, unless it is a flesh and blood puppet or a 'vegetative' that is completely frozen in mind. Otherwise, even if you are mentally retarded, you have never heard of someone who can survive the demonic tide..."

Speaking of this, he thought about it carefully and explained his point of view: "I think that in the face of the specific environment of the magic tide, the definition of 'observer' should be 'an individual who is aware of his own observation behavior'—this An individual does not necessarily need to know what an observer is, but he can be aware of his own existence, the existence of the world, and the interaction between himself and the surrounding environment, even if he knows nothing about all the concepts in the process, But as long as the above conditions are met, it should meet the concept of observers under the magic tide..."

Bertila was thoughtful: "...Is that so?"

Then she shook her head: "I may be too obsessed with these issues, brother... It seems that the theoretical knowledge of magic waves is not my specialty, and I am more suitable for dealing with druid affairs."

"The role you can play in the druid field is also crucial," Gao Wen laughed, "especially during the critical period of post-war reconstruction."

Afterwards, he chatted with Beltira for a while before ending his connection with this encrypted space.

The boundless sea of ​​flowers quickly faded from the field of vision, turning into grotesque phantoms that drifted away with the wind, and the surface scene of the dream city covered the sight, and the "conceptual Cecil City" built in the spiritual network appeared in Gao Wen In front of him, the street scene was as prosperous and gorgeous as he remembered.

There is a lot of people and traffic, ordinary users who enter the neural network walk in the streets and alleys in the form of "citizens", researchers and network controllers are busy working in various facilities in the city, and all of them provide an extra Computing power maintains the operation of this huge network and supports the empire's astonishingly large-scale scientific research projects one after another—all of these are constantly happening in the deep layer of the network in the form of data.

Gao Wen blinked, and was about to completely log out of the network connection, but at the moment when he was about to go offline, he couldn't help but have some weird thoughts in his mind.

After thinking for a while, he opened a confidential line known only to a few people, and edited an email in his mind: "Do you think the observer effect caused by the weak intelligence immune to the magic tide is out of control?"

After hesitating for less than a second, Gao Wen chose to confirm and sent the email to the Senior Advisory Group (working group) of the Theocracy Council.

After a few seconds, several messages entered his mind.

High Speed ​​Buck and High Tower Witch each sent a question mark: "...?"

Tea Egg: "... What strange question are you thinking about? If you have free time, come and try my new Coke. I asked Tyr to try it just now, and it doesn't look like... oh, you don't need to come."

Gao Wen: "...?"

...

In a special room in the depths of the Obsidian Palace in Aldernan, Typhon’s capital, Rosetta Augustus was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in deep thought—outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a scene of a lush garden under the sun The scenery is incompatible with this late autumn season, and a layer of vague magic shield can be seen above the garden. Countless tiny runes swim on the surface of the shield, maintaining the evergreen atmosphere in the courtyard. Artificial ecology.

Behind Rosetta, a large magical device is fixed on the ground in the center of the room. It is a set of the most advanced "Mind Acceleration II" immersion chamber, imported from the Cecil Empire, and the base of the immersion chamber is now The runes of magic have faded.

A voice came from beside Rosetta: "Father, do you think it is really possible for that 'alien civilization' to establish...'cooperation' with us?"

"At least they expressed their willingness to communicate, and we have to respond now," Rosetta turned her head, looking at Matilda standing beside her, "The initiative is not in our hands—but if we operate Properly, the initiative will not completely fall into their hands, this is the best situation at present.”

"...Ms. Diana has been busy studying the data brought back from the Viplandon Observatory these days, and she seems to have 'confidence' in the 'alien civilization' that sent the signal," Matilda shook her head , "She still doesn't know that we are about to launch the 'Star Communication' thing, but I think she should be a supporter of this matter."

"She used to be a senior guard at the Viplandon Observatory, and she has a special feeling for the information brought back from the observatory and the alien civilization revealed in the information," Rosetta said slowly, "but no matter what Whether she supports this matter, this project will start... Matilda, you and Diana will be in charge of this matter together. Searle, silver technical team to contact."

Matilda lowered her head slightly, a strand of long black hair hanging down: "Yes, Father."

"The next thing is to see our new allies... Let's see when the Kraken can prepare their 'communication equipment'," Rosetta said, "Before they are ready, we have to draw up a The 'text' used to establish initial communication with alien civilizations... I hope Gawain Cecil can advise on this."

Matilda was a little puzzled: "Why wait for his suggestion?"

"...I think this is a test of imagination and creativity." Rosetta seemed to have a smile on her lips. "His 'creativity' in this aspect has always been very good."

Matilda: "..."

The future Empress Typhon stared at her father with strange eyes for a long time before finally breaking the silence with some hesitation: "Did you just... just make a joke?"

"Can't you see?" Rosetta said with a straight face, "Of course I'm joking—you shouldn't have a stereotype of your father in this regard."

Matilda was stunned for a while, and didn't know how to answer for a while—she had been the daughter of Rosetta Augustus for more than 20 years, but recently she became more and more uncomfortable with the changes in her father in the past two years , but anyway... at least it's not a bad thing.

Rosetta didn't seem to care about Matilda's reaction at all, he just looked away from the window, and his gaze fell on the immersion cabin in the center of the room.

"...This is a very miraculous technology." After staring for a long time, the always serious King Typhon finally broke the silence, "I have heard those who believe in eternal sleep explain this controlled 'mind' The principles behind the 'mapping' technique, but what they describe compared to the mature neural networks used by the Cecilians ... is still rough as a rough draft."

"All mature technologies start from scratch. We did start a bit late, but we have already started to catch up," Matilda said immediately, "Now the Imperial Manufacturing Association and the Royal Mages Association have established several unions. The research team is trying to reverse engineer Cecilian's 'Neural Thorn' technology, and now has some eyebrows, and this technology is one of the precursors of the neural network..."

Rosetta nodded slightly, and then asked as if casually: "As far as I know, you and Hadiron often use the immersion chamber? That is, they often enter the neural network of the Cecilians?"

Matilda's expression seemed awkward for a moment, but she quickly answered: "Yes, we... will use it in our spare time. Although it is impossible to learn too deep things through the public neural network, if it is only used It will be very convenient to understand the culture, news and some social changes of neighboring countries. Hadiron is even considering setting up a special department composed of intelligence personnel who are good at collecting information and communicating. In the open area of ​​​​the neural network Gather intelligence.

"And even if you don't consider this layer, the neural network itself is a very useful thing. It contains a vast amount of information, and its body is growing rapidly every minute. Leisure and entertainment are only one of its most insignificant functions. one."

Listening to his daughter talking about neural network-related matters, Rosetta Augustus felt for the first time in his life whether he was a bit behind the times—but he quickly dismissed this weird idea He came to the side and asked curiously: "Since you know so well, I just want to ask you something."

Matilda immediately straightened her face: "Ah, may I ask you!"

"...I have seen some people have some very special... sights when they enter the neural network, such as unique light curtains, decorative runes and vines, what are those things?"

"Ah?" Matildawan didn't expect her majestic father to ask this, she was a little dazed, but she quickly realized, "Ah, the one you mentioned should be 'login special effect', usually speaking ...you have to pay for it."

"Pay? Use extra fees to buy some 'phantasms' that can only be used in the virtual world?" Rosetta seemed to find this a bit incomprehensible, and soon he had new doubts, "'they' Do I need to pay..."

The ruler of the Typhon Empire suddenly realized that this involved a very realistic question: Do the retired gods really have "money"? Do they usually need this thing?

Matilda next to her was confused: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Rosetta shook her head with a straight face. "I'm just a little curious about the operation of the neural network. If you have time later... tell me more about this aspect."