Chapter 1089 The Missing Person

The snow kept falling. Little Tolia wrapped herself in a blanket and flipped through the math textbook in her hand.

The math textbook was yellow and brittle, and it had obviously been there for many years. Little Tolia had to turn it over carefully. The door was closed tightly. The radiator was humming. It was somewhat surprising that this old product, which had been out of the factory for nearly 30 years, could still work.

The room was very quiet. There was no sound of men and women fighting. Little Tolia could read quietly.

These books had been stored in the attic for a long time. Its former owner was Little Tolia's grandfather, a mathematics professor. It is said that 30 years ago, he fled the Federation and went to the enemy country across the ocean.

At that time, this was still something that everyone envied. At that time, there was a joke that the best mathematics research institution had to have "American buildings and Russian professors."

The professor's wife did not get a visa because of some historical background. Until his daughter got married, the old professor sent money to the Russian Federation. Those dollars were stronger than the local currency and were extremely popular in the black market. For a long time, the old professor's children were the envy of the locals.

But this was a long time ago. Before little Tolia was born, the money from the United States stopped coming. Maybe the old professor had gone to heaven.

As the money stopped... and as history progressed, the living standards of several families plummeted.

These books were left over from the sale. The high-end items that the old professor left in this country, along with his wife's previous medals, were all sold. Only these textbooks were left, and no one came to buy them. It's just that the old professor's daughter always thought that her father was a great mathematician, so these things might be valuable, so they have been kept in the attic.

The snow kept falling, as if the world outside the window had disappeared. Jingning wrapped the child. He felt very relieved. The blanket was soft and warm, and it was given to her by a young couple next door. The couple came from the Republic and were said to be doing business here. In addition, a fat uncle from the United States would occasionally come to give him bread. He seemed to be a member of some charity organization.

What a reassuring day.

Little Tolia glanced out the window. He felt that there was something wrong with the trajectory of the snowflakes hitting the window. He stood up, wrapped in a blanket, walked to the window frame, and reached out to knock on the glass. He didn't dare to knock too hard. The snow on the window frame was falling. More snowflakes hit the window frame, trying to fill the previous snow.

Then, the trajectory of the snow sliding down the glass seemed to form an abstract face.

Little Tolia tilted his head. He seemed to remember a piece of knowledge, "The human brain is always good at recognizing patterns as human faces." He couldn't remember where he saw these things. But...

"Artorius..." The face even spoke to him, "Artorius... Are you awake?"

"I..." Little Tolia's face wrinkled. After a long time, he replied: "I would rather not."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, Artorius." He said.

"The current AI is so advanced... Advanced? It feels very... backward..." He murmured.

This is a virtual world. Little Tolia is a prisoner of a virtual world.

This is a world that allows him to calm down mentally.

The scene chosen here is indeed the most reassuring moment for little Tolia. It was a winter when his father followed the Patriarch's call and joined in a great, glorious and just war. Thus, the endless domestic violence disappeared. My mother was busy queuing up to receive relief food - it seemed because it was hard to find a job. His younger brother had died of illness earlier. He is the only one here.

There was only so much happiness in his childhood.

Even thinking about it now seems ridiculous to Artolis. This is what I thought when I was a kid.

No well-intentioned charity actually delivered bread to his home. It's just that the crappy script needed a reason to bring David Klein in. Little Tolia was a freak until he was ten years old, and no one his age wanted to play with him. Although his mother seemed to love him very much, she would definitely beat him after drinking. Even his favorite class teacher would occasionally beat him up. After being considered a "genius," he met an adult in a stagnant research institute who wouldn't beat him up.

Then, he met those...people who really made him feel at ease.

Little Tolia was stuffed into the park of the Rama Project because the Russian Federation was trying every means to expand the team of experts. Over the years, with the progress of reforms, the educational institutions of the Russian Federation have become more and more... well, in David's words, "more and more like a church school." It is somewhat difficult for the Russian Federation to put together a team of experts with sufficient quantity and quality. Little Tolia probably made the team "number +1" and lowered the average age.

David was the oldest person in the team later. He was a few years older than Artorius's father. Little Tolia was afraid of the United States at first, but David was very kind to him. In this script, he played the role of the person who delivered bread to Little Tolia.

Zhu Xinyu was the person closest to his age. Although Zhu Xinyu didn't even take good care of himself, he still gave him a lot of care. At least compared with the adults, he and Zhu Xinyu had more common language. In his heart, Zhu Xinyu was like a kind sister.

Xiang Shan has been with Zhu Xinyu. He is the most respected person and the most reassuring person. Respectable people usually make people fearful, but Xiangshan makes people feel close to him.

The script placed the two people next door to him.

More people who made him feel at ease were renamed and inserted into this memory.

In fact, there was no bread or blankets in his childhood. The radiators are usually not turned on because electricity is very expensive.

And his grandfather was not the "great mathematician" his mother expected. It’s not like a great mathematician can’t even get his wife’s visa. He was just a poor college teacher who could barely get a green card.

In that era, there were too many such people.

"AI, why did you enter here?"

"I have been searching for you, respected administrator user Anatoly." The snowflakes falling on the window formed a face. As the mouth opens and closes, the sound appears directly.

Well, I probably misappropriated Mukayama's sound source as the material.

The AI ​​said: "I am the AI ​​created by Xiangshan, and I am Xiangshan's son. Looking for you is one of my daily tasks..."

"Oh...oh...I feel it. Indeed, the content of those math textbooks has been replaced. Some things are not from the last century...the 1990s. I have been trapped here for probably...seventy years ?”

"Two hundred years."

Anatoly was shocked: "Didn't Yawgmoth give me the latest textbook? I thought he wanted me to work for him for free."

"What do you mean? Please forgive me for not understanding."

"Won't he bring the most cutting-edge issues over and let me think and learn? I think that's definitely the case." Anatoly continued to be shocked: "The automorphism problem of Turing degree? K-server problem and so on Can systems engineering theory issues be delayed for two hundred years? Xiangshan seems to have asked me to study it... The research data from that time has not been preserved? "

"As far as I know that's data that was updated at least...three years ago."

"I also know that it was updated three years ago. I will know after my memory is restored. But this should not be the most cutting-edge."

"I'm afraid..." AI said: "I didn't find any more advanced information in my database."

"My... God..." Anatole put his hands in his hair, feeling very depressed, "What kind of hell is it outside... What did that bastard Yawgmoth do to the outside?"

"What do you remember now?"

"Yawgmoth attacked me. Probably."

Anatoly's memory of the outside world stays here. After Anatoly disappeared from Xiangshan, he returned to the earth in despair. He didn't even join in the celebrations, leaving his powerful prosthetic body behind and using ordinary civilian prosthetics to join in the rebuilding of the Earth's surface. He had had enough of war.

He had just built his own small home, got to know his neighbors, and was preparing to install an antenna to obtain stable network service.

Before the antenna was installed, a space shuttle descended from the sky. A warrior jumped out and knocked him unconscious.

Probably Yawgmoth.

He seemed to have been hibernating for a long time. But hibernation cannot go on endlessly. He must regularly activate his nerves. Perhaps it was because of this that Yawgmoth would create such an illusion for him.

He is just a prisoner.

"So where are my coordinates in reality?"

"Between the space buildings between the orbit of Mercury and the orbit of Venus." AI replied, "I found you. I will report it to Xiang Shan. Do you have anything to say that you want me to bring to him? Father will definitely come to save you. Yours. What do you have..."

"Don't come to save me." Anatoly said: "It's meaningless. Although I don't know what's going on outside, but Yawgmoth can imprison me for two hundred years... He must have a great advantage. With the state of mind he was in when he attacked me, it must have been terrible outside. I don't want to face this anymore. Yawgmoth probably won't come to kill me. . He spent so much effort to suppress the recall process of my memory and keep me in this state, probably because he was reluctant to kill me. "

"My father Xiangshan, he misses you very much."

"So he is still alive? Isn't he a posthumous work?" Anatoly nodded and wrapped the blanket around him: "Will you kill my biological brain?"

"I am a service-oriented AI. In this state, I will not kill anyone."

"Well, just let me stay like this."

Happy New Year to everyone in advance