C Language Cultivation

There was nothing outside the corridor.

Lin Xun subconsciously used the sky-eye technique. In a void, a string of codes passed by quickly and disappeared in the corner of his sight. He quickly walked over, his fingers caught on the handrails, and saw a erratic black shadow quickly disappearing at the end of the stairs , The speed of escape, even made him feel a little unreal.

He didn’t know if this was his own illusion.

One hand gently rested on his shoulder. A very familiar feeling, without causing his intuition to be vigilant, is Dongjun.

Dongjun asked: “What’s wrong?”

Lin Xun thought for a while, or asked, “Did you just… Have you seen anything pass by here?”

Dongjun frowned.

Lin Xun: “A…shadow. Flying fast.”

“No.” Dongjun said: “Did you see? The security system did not call the police.”

Lin Xun did not continue to speak.

All the monsters he has seen so far are directed at him, and have not seen a face-to-face escape.

He looked at the end of the spiral staircase. It was a floating structure. The floors from top to bottom can be reached through the stairs. Below it might be an underground garage, a wine cellar or something.

Dongjun approached him.

Since Dongjun didn’t see anything, Lin Xun didn’t want these strange things to disturb his cognition, so he said: “Imagine, maybe it’s too deserted here.”

Dongjun Road: “Did you not have a good rest recently?”

Lin Xun shook his head: “Aren’t you watching me sleep?”

Dongjun: “You just reacted a lot.”

The response is indeed quite big.

Lin Xun clearly remembered the scene with his shadow on the floor, and at that moment, a black mass rushed behind the shadow, and there was something attacking from behind him-his subconscious reaction was of course turning around Face the game, then go out and check the situation.

But think about it, this move is really strange in Dongjun’s eyes.

And Dong Jun said that he did not see anything. It is understandable that Dongjun is not a person who cultivates immortals. However, at the same time, the system is as motionless as it is dead. You must know that the system is very active in issuing tasks. Generally speaking, as soon as the monster appears, the mechanical sound will immediately sound and assign the task to him.

Really an illusion?

But this place is indeed not an ordinary place.

Forget it, Dongjun still followed, it’s not easy to go down and check.

Lin Xun feels that he is quite like a ghost in the story of Liao Zhai. He has a secret. He has to find ways to hide his identity, and he doesn’t want Dong Jun to find that he is not an ordinary person.

He blinked, trying to get through.

Dongjun’s eyes looked down at his only talents.

In the silent building, the wind through the hall did not know which floor of the floor-to-ceiling windows had blown, and the sound of whine echoed.

“A bit scary,” Lin Xun said. “Let’s go out.”

Dongjun turned to the side of the corridor, Lin Xun followed, and looked at Dongjun’s back.

Dong Jun did not delve into that question just now, he thought he would delve into it. Many things today are strange.

In fact, there are many things in Dongjun’s body, he did not delve into it.

He quietly ticked the corner of his lips.

Thinking about it, I saw Dongjun turning his head.

Dongjun Road: “What are you laughing at?”

Lin Xun quickly put away his expression: “I think you look good.”

Dongjun glanced at him lightly, reached for his hand, and took the man downstairs.

The sunlight on the lawn was very good. Lin Xun felt that he had just got a weird cold air in the house, which was just offset by the outside sun.

The meeting area was divided into many small tables. The doctor and Dr. Simpson sat together, surrounded by their other colleagues. Lin Xun watched silently, feeling that these people had turned the party into a high-end academic conference.

Dongjun didn’t mean it, and he fed him wholeheartedly, occasionally taking a sentence or two.

The content of their chat is the idea of ​​Nutshell 2.0.

Unlike the 1.0 version, which focuses on gameplay and is slightly expensive, 2.0 will be divided into several models to invest in the professional field. On the premise of reducing some visual and experience effects, the cost is greatly reduced so that it can be promoted to the public. One of these areas is medical care-there are many patients in the world who cannot walk or have been bedridden for many years. After accessing the nutshell, they may be able to experience normal people’s lives in the virtual world. Some existing data indicate that the mutual conversion of nerve signals from the human brain and limbs and the husk receiver will also stimulate the organ itself to a certain extent-perhaps of great medical significance.

Meaning is a great meaning, and hard is really hard.

Nutshell 1.0 can convert the activities in the human brain into actions in the virtual world, not just by reading the neural signals of the human brain, or that only one quarter is by reading the brain, and the remaining three quarters are In capturing the signals brought by the micro-movements of the limbs, the two can add up to project the user’s wishes into the holographic world almost perfectly. But what if the person lying in the nutshell is a patient with total body paralysis?

Therefore, the technical problem to be overcome by Nutshell 2.0 is how to “read the brain” in detail.

Lin Xun listened very carefully until the doctor asked him: “What are you thinking?”

“I have a question, but it’s very unprofessional.” Lin Xun said his usual opening sentence.

This was discovered by him during the game. In general, if you lose, you will be ridiculed by your teammates. However, if you say “I’m so afraid of QAQ” to randomly matched teammates as soon as you enter the field, the probability of being scolded will be greatly reduced. If you win, your teammates will praise you, lose, and don’t blame too much—provided that the characters are not ugly.

Therefore, when discussing professional issues with others, he would also say “I am very unprofessional”.

Doctor: “I didn’t expect you to ask professional questions.”

Lin Xun laughed.

After laughing, he said: “If the technology of “reading the brain” is fully realized, is it possible that… all the activities of the human brain can be shown to the outside world with electrical signals?”

Doctor: “This is too difficult, but in theory it is like this.”

Lin Xun: “The electrical signal can then be converted into a signal that the computer can recognize.”

Doctor: “Yes.”

“Then if I think in my head, 123456789×987654321, this signal is uploaded and fed back to the computer. The computer can send the result back to my brain. Does my brain get an extension in computing power? The same reason And memory.”

The doctor looked at him seriously: “I remember you engaged in artificial intelligence.”

Lin Xun nodded: “Yes.”

“You should be thinking about how to make a computer look like a person, not a person like a computer.” The doctor patted his head: “Young man, your idea is dangerous.”

Lin Xun snapped the doctor’s hand away: “In fact, these two problems are one problem.”

what did the doctor say?”

“If the computer’s operation can completely simulate the human brain’s activity, then the human brain’s activity can also be fed back into the computer’s operation.” Lin Xun said: “I think this is a question that can be discussed.”

The doctor drove him away: “This is not related to our topic today, you and Dongjun go to talk.”

After talking, he turned to look at Dongjun: “You control him.”

Dongjun just smiled slightly.

Lin Xun flattened his mouth.

Just listen to Dongjun Road: “What do you want to do? You can consider Luoshen after finishing.”

“This is not possible.” The doctor blended in again: “Ethics, these two issues have ethical controversy. I have been wondering why some people engage in genetic experiments will cause a large-scale social debate, artificial intelligence will not be scolded.

Lin Xun returned to him: “You are also very unprofessional, our industry has not developed to the point where we need to talk about ethics.”

Doctor: “What if you really did it?”

Lin Xun: “I just talk casually.”

He continued: “It will be at least a hundred years before such a thing is realized.”

The doctor sincerely said: “Then you can go back and run Luoshen, don’t think about the ones that are missing, good boy.”

Dongjun expressionless: “You don’t want to kill him.”

“You can’t get used to him.” The doctor said: “Look, you let him go, he broke his leg. If you let him do some strange research, it might happen again.

Lin Xun: “?”

Why did he raise his leg again?

His legs are well, really.

He ignored the doctor, picked up the phone and sent a message in the group chat, marked the address of the place, said that there was a suspect, and suggested paying close attention.

The brother in charge of monitoring Zhou Tianxing’s big battle array returned an ok expression.

The following activities are normal. After the dinner, there are many places to play in the manor, referred to as the happiness of the rich. However, Lin Xun played absent-mindedly. He had been paying attention to whether there were any traces of monsters. Unfortunately, after a long day, the place was calm and outrageous.

Until he left, the sun was setting, and he finally glanced at the snow-white manor.

“I sometimes think this world is strange,” he said.

Dongjun also looked back and said lightly: “Where is strange?”

Lin Xun: “It’s unclear.”