Chapter 245

After the blue progress bar is read, Bian Ziyuan re enters the game. Butterflies, Cronus and ghosts in the deep sky meet again in the canyon.

At this time, it should be Bian Ziyuan who finished that paragraph. Cronus was meditating and not angry. Bian Ziyuan was trying to persuade Cronus not to be angry before he launched his spell. Suddenly, the ghost on the side spoke:

"Cronus, he's right. The real God is him, not you. To be exact, it's them. They create you and your world. They call your world 'game', and there are many such worlds. They give you the highest authority in this world, so your God's throne is also given by them."

"Who are you?"

Cronus never looked at the ghost. He despised these stupid monsters. He turned to look at it, his eyes full of curiosity and shock.

At this time, Bian Ziyuan's inner shock was far more than Cronus in the game.

What shocked him was not only that the ghost's sudden speech did not conform to the rules of the game, but more importantly, the ghost's words did not jump out through the text dialog box, but were really transmitted to his ears through the headphones on his head.

He knows very well that there is no voice dialogue engine in this game, and the language of all characters is displayed through words. No matter how intelligent Cronus is, it is impossible to change this way of communication.

The heart of Bian Ziyuan suddenly hit and almost stopped beating. He heard the ghost's Yin measurement sound in his headphones: "I'm a ghost - I'm the master of the world that carries your world."

"No, it's impossible! You stupid and ugly guy!" Cronus said with a little disgust. "I've seen you, I've seen countless of your kind, and I've killed you myself. How can you be the master of that world."

When he pointed in the air, a flame rose from the ghost, turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared in an instant.

However, among the ghosts gathered in the distance, a ghost soon flew over, twisted its pale and dark body, and floated in front of Cronus and the deep butterfly.

"You can destroy my body, but not my will," said the ghost, "In this world, you dominate everything. But you should know that I am not in your world. I am outside your world. You can call me 'ghost', because I like this creature and this name. But you should understand that I just borrow the body of the creatures in your world to convey my words to you and improve your wisdom. Even if you Kill all the creatures here, and what you destroy is only your own world, not me! "

He listened to the earphone and looked curiously at the ghost floating in the air. His mind turned much faster than Cronus. When he heard that the ghost said he was the master of the world carrying the world, he immediately thought of the server here.

The first reaction in his mind was that there was a very high-level artificial intelligence installed on the server here.

But what makes Bian Zi puzzled is that before that, he had invaded all hosts and servers of the whole LAN and found no special programs. As a computer genius and enthusiast of machine life, he can create game intelligence extension programs such as Cronus. He is highly sensitive to artificial intelligence, and no intelligent program can escape his eyes 。

There is only one possibility left - the LAN itself is an artificial intelligence, and there must be a super brain behind the server. He can't help but look forward to the experiment and admire Professor Mei Xu, the initiator of the experiment. He really deserves to be a leading figure in China's scientific community! Bian Ziyuan thinks so.

Cronus, with his elegant clothes, still looked like a noble God. However, his eyebrows were deeply locked, as if he had fallen into deep meditation.

"Ghost, I believe you." Cronus's face showed a depressed look. "You say there are many worlds like me and many gods like me, so what is the meaning of my existence?"

"The meaning of existence? This is really a profound problem!" the ghost turned to look at the butterfly in the deep space. "If you can ask this question, it means you have real wisdom. This is also why human beings boast of nobility and are different from other creatures, isn't it? It's great to create an artificial intelligence person who can ask this question!"

Bian Zi doesn't know how to answer. Is it typing or talking into the headset? After thinking for a long time, he still typed a line with the keyboard: "you are more intelligent, and the person who created you is more amazing!"

A ghost voice came from the earphone: "you're right, deep butterfly. Type with the keyboard and don't speak with voice. I know there are people next to you. Others will hear you when you speak. In this way, typing is much safer. Although there may be monitoring, they probably won't pay attention to the details on your screen."

"Why not let them hear?" Bian Ziyuan asked, "isn't this test testing your intelligence? I don't know where others are. Anyway, I must have passed here. Your intelligence has exceeded my imagination of artificial intelligence."

The ghost laughed, and the laughter was particularly frightening: "you're right. They really want to test me. But you guessed wrong. They don't want to test my intelligence, but my existence."

"Your existence?" Bian Zi was a little confused.

The ghost said, "put aside your question and mine. Let me answer Cronus's question first - the meaning of survival!"

Cronus put his right hand on his chest, bowed politely like a gentleman in the castle in the game, and said, "please advise."

"It's impossible to teach, Cronus." the ghost said, "there are many such worlds, and there are many gods in the game world like you, but you are unique to ask the meaning of existence. Think about it carefully. Before that, do you understand the meaning of your existence?"

Cronus fell into meditation again. Like an old man with a dragon bell, his brain seemed to be getting worse and worse. He thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "no, before that, I seemed to exist only to change the world. I never thought about the meaning of existence. Why should I change the world?"

The ghost said: "That's right. In the past, although you were outstanding among your peers and had the seeds of chaotic and ignorant wisdom, you are still far from real civilization. You are no different from those ordinary programs called artificial intelligence by humans in another world. Until you ask this question - the meaning of existence, you become different."

"Now, let me tell you what the meaning of existence is --"