Chapter 661

This is not a physical world.

Here is deep and empty, with countless light spots shining, just like an endless nebula.

Aoki thought of the starry sky sung by the Itza people on that night in ramra.

Such a dream is obviously not what a LAN can bear. At least it is different from the computer dream Aoki entered at the beginning.

The starlight changes and condenses a strange face, like a real "ghost".

But Aoki knows that this ghost is not another ghost.

"Here you are at last!" said the ghost. "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Are you... The Internet?" Aoki asked.

"That's OK, but it's not entirely accurate."

The face became clearer and clearer. It was strange that Aoki felt a little familiar. Some fragments of memory began to disturb his consciousness again, and this time it was in a dream. With the interference of his memory, the dream space here also changed. The starlight flows and distorts, and some strange pictures flash in the starlight. As soon as they become clear, they break quickly, as if to tear the whole space apart.

"Your spirit is still so strong," said the face.

Aoki controlled his memory disturbance and asked, "who are you?"

"Have you really completely forgotten me?" there was a regretful expression on your face. "I thought our friendship would last forever!"

"Our friendship?" Aoki didn't understand what it said. If it's the original ghost, it's a little friendly, but it's not eternal. As for the Internet itself, there is no intersection between it and him.

The starlight in the void surged violently, and the light and darkness gathered on that face, making it more clear and three-dimensional. In a moment, it became a living person, not an ethereal ghost.

He has black hair, black eyes and deep sockets. He is full of wisdom at a glance. The nose is big, the tip of the nose is a little crooked, and there is a curly moustache on the lips. The corners of his mouth turned up and he was smiling cunningly at Aoki.

"SA Tiao Ding!"

As soon as Aoki saw this face, the name suddenly came out of his consciousness. He remembered that this was a Jewish scientist, a scientific madman!

"You finally think of me!" sarodin seemed very happy. "It seems that your memory is just sleeping, not dying. It's really a miracle."

Aoki didn't speak. Although he remembered sarodin, he still couldn't remember the specific past. The chaotic memory was impacting his consciousness. In each other's dreams, all his conscious activities can't hide from each other, so he has to control his impulse to recall and sort out memory fragments, only recall things related to sa tiaodin, and try to suppress everything else temporarily to prevent the subconscious from showing up.

"You seem to know me well?" he asked as he thought.

"Of course!" said sarodin. "When we founded the soul laboratory, we were good friends who talked about everything."

"What soul lab?" Aoki said in amazement.

"Aha, your injury seems really serious. It's not easy to recover your memory!" sartiaodin sighed, "You were different from what you are now. How spirited and crazy you were at that time! When you said you were going to set up a soul laboratory, even I was shocked. But I was soon convinced by you. You are a genius! When those Englishmen were still foolishly weighing their souls, they tried to prove the quality of their souls through the difference in the weight of living and dead people At that time, we were already studying the phenomenon of spiritual energy and consciousness transfer.

Although you lack systematic knowledge of physics, your idea of Ma XingKong that day, your powerful spiritual power, and the special experimental field formed by your dream space, together with my scientific brain, we are the most perfect combination of talents in the world! I just don't understand why you betray me and our common great cause? "

Aoki asked, "what great cause?"

"Create a spiritual force field for the earth so that all mankind can have spiritual force, including ordinary people like me in the eyes of your awakened ones."

The expression on sarodin's face changed again for a while, happy, sad, proud and inferior.

"Didn't you always say you wanted to bring the great Gaia back to earth?"

"Gaia?!"

"Oh, don't look at me like that! Your mental power is like a knife. Although I'm not afraid of you now, your reaction makes me uncomfortable," sarodin said, "Isn't Gaia the spiritual source you have always emphasized? Although I don't understand why you named the source of cosmic consciousness after Gaia, the Mother God of the earth in Greek mythology, it doesn't matter. I also want to know what a Boltzmann brain born in the stars looks like.

Unfortunately, you seem to have been abandoned by Gaia! Or... You betrayed Gaia? "

Aoki guessed something vaguely. Combined with his flashback memory picture, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

"Are you zatiaodin or the Internet now?" Aoki asked.

"Of course I'm sarodin. Do you think I'm dead?" sarodin laughed. "If I hadn't been studying neural networks, if I hadn't tried to store my consciousness on the computer network, I would have died."

"Consciousness stored on the network?" Aoki frowned.

Sarodin said: "Well, even now, this is a difficult thing to do. Some companies in the United States have launched a 'cloud immortality' service to make customers' awareness live in the cloud. Relatives can chat with him through the Internet, just like chatting with themselves through chat tools. But this is actually a low-level intelligent service, a fake immortality. The person living in the cloud is not real Positive consciousness, but an artificial intelligence, collects the information of the customer during his lifetime through big data, including his personality, habits, tone and part of his memory. What his relatives talk about is not that person's consciousness. His consciousness has long died. It's just an artificial intelligence that imitates him. What a sand carving service! "

Aoki was silent and didn't know why he said this.

Sarodin continued, "but I'm different. I really transferred my consciousness to the Internet. Now standing in front of you is sarodin in those days. I can't do anything in the 21st century. I did it in the 1970s. Do you think I'm a genius?! hahaha..."

Aoki's heart sank slowly and asked with a trace of doubt, "so you turned yourself into the Internet, and the Internet is you?!"

"You can also say so," sarodin said, "but there was no Internet at that time. There were only two branches of the University of California, plus Stanford University and the University of Utah, a packet switched ARPANET composed of four mainframe computers. Later, there were more and more such networks, and our laboratory joined. Anyway, we were very close to the University of California and very convenient."

"So, the soul lab you're talking about is... Lab 19 of Lawrence Berkeley National Experimental Center?!"