Chapter 32: Change (five)

On the other side, Qin Zhuang was thrown directly to the ground by a zombie. He struggled frantically, but he couldn't get rid of the zombies.
"ninety two."
Next was Lin Ke and Miao Zhi, a zombie who was more than two meters high, holding a chain and a sickle in his hand and smashed through the door, one of them dragged them out.
"forty five."
"sixty two."
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Zhao Wei stared at the scene in front of him, the fear of deepening the bone marrow, making him unable to move. Only the girl beside her reported three unclear numbers in turn.
The next moment, Zhao Wei was completely drowned by the zombies who were swarming into the ground. Before he died, he could only see the girl looking at him coldly. No change in expression was visible on that beautiful face, like It's the same as watching a mouse.
"twelve."
The next second, Zhao Wei opened his eyes again.
Under the body is a wooden floor, and the top of the head is like the beam of a wooden house. When Zhao Wei held his head and wobbled up, he found that he was standing in a small house. Memory has been erased
It is still a similar plot, except that the barefoot girl just now is no longer among these people. This time, they only have eight people.
Li An, who turned into a barefoot girl, watched the various performances of the eight people in the cabin quietly, and recorded the numbers of their choices and endings.
"Hundreds of experiences, but everyone has limited choices at every moment. As the number of times increases, the probability of them making each choice appears."
"What is making a choice? Is the brain? The brain is just a bunch of atoms, and it is also composed of various atoms. What is the difference between him and stones and clods?"
"It doesn't make any difference to break down the atoms of a stone and replace the atoms of the brain."
"So how does our brain give birth to something like consciousness?"
I saw Li Anping's body as if the countless TV screens were flickering. In each screen, all kinds of people are experiencing in the nightmare space. They are either surrounded by zombies, or survive in the wilderness, or fight monsters in space. Different people are different. Environment, but everyone makes their own choices according to certain rules.
Each time the plot is repeated, the data they choose will be aggregated to Li Anping. As thousands of people continue to reincarnate, their data quickly exceeds two hundred g, and more and more.
Similarly, as the number of times increases, the probability of each option they choose becomes more and more obvious.
"What is consciousness? Brain activity? But most people don't feel their brain activity at all."
"When he wanted to get up, he bent down, put his hands up, and got out of bed."
"When a person wants to eat. A hand puts a spoon in his mouth, and the food enters the stomach and begins to be digested."
"Exercise, digestion. Sleep ... we don't need us to direct our bodies at all, he does it subconsciously. Ordinary people don't have how the brain works in this. Like a function of a computer, human beings are just input Output."
"And modern science believes that consciousness is a combination model."
"It's like the score itself is not a tune. The information recorded by a score is a tune. Sheets of paper and words are not novels, only what is recorded on paper.
And consciousness is a combination mode of atoms. He constitutes an extremely complex algorithm. When we enter content into it, he will automatically output the results, and ordinary people cannot control the process. "
On the thirteenth floor of the Imperial Library, Li Anping's hands braved dense blue electro-optic lights, and he saw a mass of air constantly changing in his hands, gradually proliferating from a cell, and slowly turning into a huge meat mass.
"Just like basic words, different words are combined with each other, and a novel is born. Will atoms be combined in a special way, and consciousness will be born?"
"But each person's consciousness is still different. Each person's consciousness is like a unique function." Li Anping's eyes seemed to have thousands of people in the nightmare space to continuously reincarnate and make choices.
"Different inputs lead to different results, but each function is unique, resulting in two functions that have the same input and keneng produce different results."
"But this algorithm is too complicated. Even if a person's entire life is input into a supercomputer, it is difficult to predict 100% what he will do in the next second."
"No, it's impossible to predict."
"Human beings are composed of unpredictable atoms, but they have a certain probability on the macro level."
"More than that, human consciousness is more advanced than ordinary functions."
I saw that the electric light in Li Anping's hands became more and more prosperous. Among the blue lightnings, a cat the size of a cat slowly opened his eyes.
"Human consciousness has the ability to self-correct. Every choice and every action will modify human consciousness, just like writing a function, except that humans do not write on the source code, or use the coding of behavior and environment. Tools to write, smarter and more macro.
So everyone's consciousness changes in every moment. The same input, the answer ten years ago was 30% keneng choice a, 70% keneng choice b, the answer ten years later becomes 90% choose c and 10% choose d. "
I saw the electric light in Li Anping's hands slowly dissipated. The gray-white cat looked at him and screamed softly: "Meow." The kitten looks no different from an ordinary cat, the same cuteness, the same Smart.
"An animal's consciousness algorithm is too simple. It's like creating a simple artificial intelligence." Li Anping looked at the cat in front of him and placed it on the ground.
"I can't predict with 100% accuracy what it will do in the next second, but I have all its choices."
"Because of its conscious algorithm, its functions are compiled by me."
"But it's not complicated enough. There is too much gap with humans."
"Self-correction can't be written in combination mode. Is the algorithm insufficient ... or ..."
The kitten ran to Li Anping's feet, struck the other side with his body, and then meowed a few times.
"It's almost something ..."
"What is worse?"
Li Anping raised his head, his eyes directly penetrated the roof of the Imperial Library, and he looked at the endless starry sky.
In Tianjing, thousands of people continue to experience various incredible adventures.
The choices, data, and life and death of countless people appeared in Li Anping's eyes.
"What the is missing ..."
...
Just when Li Anping was still struggling to complete the second phase of material reorganization, and was preparing to impact the third phase of quantum computing.
A distant Codex country, within the death zone.
It was originally raged by human monsters all year round, but was later ravaged by Li Anping's battle with Higram and Gabe. Now it is almost completely uninhabited. It was only after the united war on the western continent that the Codex State slowly started the repair work, but because of the vitality of the Codex State during the battle of Higram.
So the reconstruction of the dead zone is also arranged very backward.
But deep down into the uninhabited underground, countless dense metal bugs are constantly excavating and constructing.
In a hall made entirely of metal, Shang Tian was sitting on a chair, and on the table in front of him was a laptop computer. Shang Tian, ​​who was more than two years old, kept playing with his little hand and typing on the keyboard.
Behind him, the night beast slowly walked up: "Xiaotian, the letter has been delivered."
"Thank you Uncle Ye." Shang Tian turned to smile at the night beast, and then started typing on the keyboard the next moment.
The night beast stood behind him, silently guarding the other party.
In less than two months, this little boy, who was obviously less than two years old, burst out with amazing wisdom and talent.
If Shang Tian was just a genius, what he had done in the past two months had made people feel terrified, making the night beast as a fifth-level person convinced.
On the other side of the table, there was an inch-headed young man in national costume. He lifted his feet on the table, and his clothes made a series of jingles.
"How long do you have to wait? You have contacted such a bunch of waste in the past two months? Except for those robots, everyone is just a bunch of garbage."
"Be patient, Coudia." Shang Tian took a sip of coffee on the table and smiled: "The subsea base of the frozen ocean has begun to be established, and the opportunity will come soon."
"What the are you waiting for?" The young man known as Cudia looked at Shangtian puzzledly: "If Li Anping is really, as you said, striding towards the end ~ EbookFREE.me ~ We don't have time to chat and drink tea here. "
"But on earth, I have done everything I can now. Next, we need to wait for a friend."
"friend?"
"Friend," Shang Tian said with a mysterious smile. "When I see him on the news, we can go.
Go to World One, where we will kill Li Anping. "
Speaking of this, Shang Tian's eyes were already full of resentment, and a murderous face that did not match his two-year-old body came out, and Kudia was shocked. The deep grudge contained in it made him feel shocked.
‘How much hatred this guy has with Li Anping. ’
After a long time, the boiling killing in Shangtian's eyes gradually calmed down and turned into a cold bone.
"It's up to me to completely stop this multiverse disaster and end this sin in our family." To be continued ...