Chapter 730 The Rise of Artificial Intelligence

An online artificial intelligence seminar.

Juul, 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 modified humans. 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 guest 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 rely on us to make judgment decisions?"

"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 the cybernetics and bionics, we must proceed to the second phase."

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

"Most people say it is right, but it is not necessarily right. In fact, in my opinion, bionic people should be called 'new natural people'. 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 humans 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 low-level AI's computing power to reach the level of high-level AI - as long as they embark on the 'evolutionary path'.

The speech is over.

In a virtual room in the background,

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 large companies vying to see you."

'besides……'

Yule 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 confused.

"If we 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 take 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 "Gudu" and "Gudu" started to drink.

"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 her body unfolded, and once again turned into the intellectual and wise Professor Ymir, opened the door and nodded towards her secretary assistant.

The secretary opened his personal file and quickly found the hyperlink protocol for the salon. He clicked on it and a virtual door soon 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, and a large amount of data was quickly updated on his gold-rimmed glasses. Soon, the scene in front of him began to rotate like a horse-drawn tour.

The two appeared again in a neon-lit cyber city.

"Professor Yule, where is this?"

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

Ymir strode into a telephone booth and chose an ancient way of self-protection, calling the police.

After the electronic brain plan was launched, every electronic brain installer would have an additional function, calling the 'cyber killer' to carry out precise strikes on electronic viruses or cyber hackers.

Anyway, the human brain is so big, and the data that can be stuffed is only so much. Compared with cyberspace, the difficulty of positioning is simply a hundred times easier.

So just as Ymir dialed the phone, three virtual figures walked out of the telephone 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 would hack us. Could it be someone in the same industry?"

Ymir didn't 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 face 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, and they also changed from cyber killers to punk killers, and they were neuromancers among punk killers.

Ymir's thoughts moved, and the ground suddenly sank. A train rose from the ground, and the front of the train hit the three punk killers hard. Two punk killers were knocked away on the spot, and the remaining killer held his hands on the roof of the car, and his figure flashed several times like an electric discharge. The next moment, the secretary's face changed, and his palm fiercely stabbed into Ymir and successfully inserted into her abdomen.

Suddenly, a large amount of encrypted code drilled into her abdomen.

A flash of pain flashed across Ymir's eyes, and she grabbed the other's wrist with her backhand. The next moment, the city disappeared, 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 cut off by the door.

"Hu, hu, hu," Ymir staggered to a seat and sat down, took a few deep breaths, pressed his palm on his abdomen, and pressed down hard.

The next moment, the subway suddenly heard a strong brake sound, and the passengers in the car suddenly shouted and fell into a ball. What was even more strange was that the code rain dripped from the hood.

"How did you find me?" Ymir said coldly.

The person reading the newspaper opposite put down the newspaper, revealing the face of a beautiful boy. He smiled and said:

"Guess."