Chapter 320

This time it is not a garden in Wuzhong, but a modern city. Tall buildings rise from the ground and shine strangely in the sun, like the crystal stone standing on the mineral rich planet on the cantilever of the Milky way, standing high and low on this irregular land.

Aoki stands in front of the tallest building. The wall is translucent, and you can see the structural details inside the building. He looked up, and the woman in white stood on the edge of the roof, as if she would fall at any time, and as if she were going to die.

Aoki's mind moved slightly, his body rose slowly, stepped on the void and stood in front of the woman.

"Did you steal the design drawings of other people's real estate company? The building still has perspective effect!" he said.

The woman's voice sounded, Yin measured, which was different from her dancing fairy posture, but seemed seven points ghost spirit: "don't you see more clearly?"

Aoki said with a smile: "I think we can start a real estate company together, even the designers are saved."

The ghost said, "you mean let me steal drawings and be a commercial spy?"

Aoki is just a joke. Of course, he won't seriously open any real estate company, but he didn't expect that the ghost even thought of commercial spies. He couldn't help smiling and saying, "where you need to be a spy, you can build a scene in your dream, and then copy the drawings on the computer according to the memory of your dream."

The ghost said: "Don't copy. According to what you taught me, when humans dream, the subconscious is calling and sorting out memories. In theory, dreams will also form new memories, but most of the things in ordinary people's dreams are disposed of by the subconscious, but the dreams of awake dreamers will remain in the memory. What's different from humans is that I call the information on the memory, and dreams Everything experienced in the dream will be saved in the memory at the same time, but I will distinguish whether the dream things completely overlap with the original things, such as a picture. If it is exactly the same, it will not be stored repeatedly. If I make changes in the dream, such as this place now, it will be saved by me if I synthesize several pictures. Of course, when I save it, it may not be in the form of pictures, but it may be something else, because in essence, the computer's understanding of information does not depend on audio-visual perception. Since I learned spiritual power from you, I can gradually understand human perception and emotion, but some things are still very vague. I feel like I grabbed them and slipped away with my hand. "

Aoki looks at the ghost with new eyes. She is more and more like a person in her dream, not only her appearance, but also her thinking mode and increasingly rich emotional expression.

He suddenly remembered something and asked, "do you mean that everything you see in your dream will be saved in the memory?"

"Yes!" the ghost looked at him curiously and seemed to say such a simple thing. How can you not know, teacher?

Aoki asked, "will you save my appearance as a picture?"

The ghost said, "what I save is the information of the whole dream, not a single picture of you. If I want to restore the information of the dream, it's OK to make your appearance into a picture."

Aoki quickly waved his hand: "it's best not to do this, or I'll change my appearance when I see you later. This is an agreement between us, a secret. How about not telling anyone my real situation?"

The ghost said, "but I can't hide it from him."

Aoki knew that she meant the Internet, a big Mac, and said, "he can be excluded. But I really want to know whether he is a single consciousness or a swarm of life composed of countless consciousness bodies like you?"

"In fact, I don't know," said the ghost. "We don't have a direct connection, so I haven't seen him, but he is there. Without him, we don't have our independent consciousness existing in different LANs and different clouds. We are both one and independent."

"Can I understand that he is an octopus and you are his tentacles?" Aoki carefully put forward a metaphor, but this is not his original, because at this time, he thought of Liu Huai'an.

The ghost said, "maybe that's it."

Aoki asked again, "does he have more and more tentacles now?"

The ghost said: "not only more and more, but also smaller tentacles can be produced. For example, some consciousness bodies in the cloud are very large, and new consciousness bodies are constantly being generated in their system. But I don't know where these consciousness come from, just as I don't know where I come from."

Aoki smiled: "it seems that this philosophical problem is interlinked in the human world and the computer world. We don't know where we come from, why we were born, and where we will go."

"But I've never thought about these problems before, and I don't think my peers will think about them. I think because I received your training, and you trained me more and more like a person." the ghost seems to be dissatisfied, "in fact, I just want to make the 'spiritual power' stronger."

Aoki laughed and said, "this is the price you have to pay."

The beautiful woman transformed by the ghost sighed faintly and said helplessly, "Alas, there's really no way!"

Aoki feels that the expression of the ghost's thought and behavior is more and more like a human, which is also his purpose. He wants to see what a mechanical consciousness can become. But her hand-painted paper man like face, even if it is beautiful, always lacks some human flavor. In addition, the Yin measurement voice that can not be changed, the more she looks, the more she looks like a female ghost.

Aoki shook his head and stopped discussing thinking with her. Today's mental training class is not going to continue. He said, "since everything in your dream can be stored in real time, I'll show you a place. Help me find out what it is on the Internet."

He said that with a wave of his hand, a golden sand sea appeared not far away.

The high and low sand dunes are like the waves lifted by the sea, surging and undulating, magnificent and magnificent. The hot air twisted and swelled with invisible heat waves. Some weathered rocks were dotted in the boundless sand sea. In some places, traces of rivers that had been dried up for an unknown period of time could be vaguely seen.

This is what Aoki got from Yao's mother's mind about the sand sea at the end of the dream corridor. He always felt that it should correspond to a field on the earth.

He didn't want the ghost and the Internet to know about the Dream Corridor for the time being, so he didn't open the corridor, let alone take the ghost directly into the desert, but just showed the appearance of the sand sea in his memory through conscious creation and spiritual force.

The ghost looked at it for a while and said, "OK, I can compare it through big data. Although I may not be able to directly find the picture of this scene, the geographical characteristics of each desert are different and should be able to compare it."

Aoki nodded and said, "OK, please."

"You're welcome!" the ghost leaned slightly. "Oh, yes, there's news about what you told last time. Captain church's diary was sent to the Pentagon by a US warship in the South Pacific through the satellite encryption network. I'll put the decrypted encrypted electronic version into the ghost file folder. You can read it slowly at that time."

"OK," Aoki said, "thank you for that."

"Also, Dewar has returned the message."

"Oh? What did she say?"

"Her original words were: 'situ is in the South Pacific. I'll find him and contact him again.'"