From black technology to super engineering

Ten minutes later, on the grounds that humans need to discuss and evaluate the plan, Ye Ming ended the first contact with the other party.

The Tara people expressed their understanding that the efficiency of human beings is indeed not high, and they can wait.

This sentence made General Qin on the side very angry.

"Damn it, our efficiency is not high?" General Qin tugged at his collar and strode towards Ye Ming's chair.

He had been listening to the exchange between the two parties just now, but he was always listening in a daze. Now that the communication was over, he naturally had a stomach full of questions to ask Ye Ming.

"It is estimated that they have watched too much of our workplace palace drama, and think that human beings can only talk about it."

Ye Ming quickly authorized the content of the conversation just now to Director Xia of the "Department of Foreign Affairs Office", and asked her Office of Alien Relations to be in charge of wrangling with the Canglan Star. Then he pushed the chair to make room for General Qin.

Let General Qin read the report on the monitor, while he introduced Aita's analysis results to General Qin.

"So, they are data-based learning through human video clips?"

"Yes."

"Then you asked... what do you mean by writing into the brain?" General Qin supported the desk with his left hand, and kept shaking his right hand, indicating that he was a little irritable now: "It means that this Tara tribe has mastered the memory. Ability to program?"

At this time, Director Niu, who had been sitting beside him, hummed lightly and raised his head.

Compared with General Qin, who was born as a pilot, Lao Niu is an upright programmer. It is naturally easier for him to understand these new technologies than General Qin.

"Secretary Qin, in fact, the key is that they also have a supercomputer - they can analyze and summarize a large number of videos in such a short period of time, and then integrate the information into useful information, so their supercomputer...is a little bit different. Normal!"

General Qin was startled immediately, and looked at Ye Ming: "Compared to Aita?"

"Ask Aita." Ye Ming smiled slightly, looking at the overhead camera: "Aita, can you analyze and sort out knowledge and natural language from thousands of movies and TV shows, and complete relevant information summary and training? "

Aita's voice sounded: "I can."

"How long?" Director Niu immediately looked at the speaker on the desk.

"Maybe a minute?" Aita gave an inconclusive answer.

Director Niu: "..."

"Well, I overestimated them." Director Niu breathed a sigh of relief, an inexplicable pride arose out of nowhere, and General Qin also laughed - the two of them heard clearly just now, the one called That sense of "pride" in Flack's Tara language.

Hmm... It seems that the Tara's supercomputer... is not very good for Aita.

Ye Ming also smiled, but then he pursed his lips and fell into thought.

After a while, he looked at the two of them and said softly, "I have no evidence, but my intuition tells me that this Tara civilization seems to have embarked on a road of no return."

Director Niu and General Qin looked at each other, and immediately leaned forward: "What do you mean?"

"Memory transplantation, or the direct transplantation of information, is poison to a civilization."

Director Niu was startled: "How do you say that?"

Ye Ming frowned deeply, and after a few seconds of silence, he shook his head gently: "The brains of the Canglan Stars actually have the ability to inject memory. I have personally admitted this point to Mrs. Mu Dali."

As he spoke, he looked towards the distant Andromeda.

At this time, Muda Reisi's spaceship has arrived at Canglan Star, and he is revisiting the mother star accompanied by Mo Gu and others.

"Of course, the Canglan Star people only receive the memory injection, that is, the main brain, that is, the Dali Division—this is why the Dali Division of the Kela tribe knows everything."

"But behind the omniscience is often accompanied by the curse of knowledge - in the process of rebuilding the new holy city of the Kera people, many of the chief priests lost their basic qualities as a scientist because they were obsessed with knowledge, which indirectly caused set back their civilization."

Listening to Ye Ming's introduction to some of the secrets of the Kela tribe, Director Niu and General Qin were not very embarrassed.

"Then Wuda now..." Director Niu looked at Ye Ming and hesitated.

He knew that Ye Ming had a very good personal relationship with Wu Da Lisi before, but now, Ye Ming has some complaints about Wu Da.

"Master Mu Dali, please ask me before leaving, and remind Wuda when necessary, so as not to go astray." Ye Ming lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "But how can I remind you of this kind of words?"

Director Niu immediately stopped talking.

At this moment, General Qin touched Ye Ming suddenly: "You won't be cursed by that... right? The curse you mentioned is an abstract metaphor, not something that is not materialistic, right?"

Ye Ming was stunned, and then laughed: "Me? It's early! There are still so many mysteries of the universe waiting for us to touch the revelation... Well... the curse I am talking about mainly refers to indulging in the illusion of seemingly omniscient In the middle, it’s not about who drew a curse in a circle.”

General Qin also laughed: "Then I can rest assured."

"For knowledge that is easily obtained, I don't know how other civilizations are. At least human beings don't cherish it." After laughing, Ye Ming said seriously: "I believe that as the same carbon-based organisms, in terms of thinking form, Should be consistent."

"More importantly, people who receive knowledge and information implantation will inevitably be enslaved by the implanted information."

"And according to the performance of that Tara man named Flack..."

Ye Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.

"I even suspect that they've been overwhelmed by their... supercomputers..."

"Slavery."

After Ye Ming finished speaking, General Qin and Director Niu took a breath of air-conditioning from the back of their heads to their heels at the same time.

If all the knowledge and information of a "person" are implanted through super AI...

That……

The two looked at each other, and at the same time they looked at the speakers on the table.

In this moment, that represents Aita.

"We're safe."

Ye Ming saw through their thoughts.

...

After seeing off General Qin and Director Niu, Ye Ming lay on a chair, closed his eyes and called out Ita.

"Do you agree with my judgment?"

In the super simulation space, Ye Ming looked at Ita, who was descending like a fairy, and asked.

"I agree with you that it's a stinking choice for this civilization to accept information implants, but I don't agree that there are super AIs that enslaved them."

"Is it because the logic behind this is that you are naturally on the side of artificial intelligence?" Ye Ming smiled, but his words were a bit harsh.

"Hey!" Ita jumped in front of him: "It's too much!"

"Okay, okay...but you have to give a reason!"

"The reason is very simple. Just now I simply intercepted and analyzed the wireless signal of the Tara robot. The encryption bit is pretty bad, and I deciphered it quickly. It's just that I don't know the encoding and protocol mode, so I can't hack - but this shows that the other party's Supercomputers are weak."

"Don't compare with you, compare with Aita!"

"I just use Aita's computing power, which is far behind Aita."

Ye Ming was speechless for a while, but it seemed that he couldn't find a reason to refute.

A supercomputer that is thousands of miles away from Aita wants to engage in "artificial intelligence riots"... It is obviously impossible!

"Then even if we give them the ultra-distance communication technology, they won't be able to complete the interference!" Ye Ming pursed his mouth - of course, the technology and principle must not be disclosed.

Now the main appeal of human beings is to help the envoys of the Canglan Star people get away satisfactorily, and open the communication window with multiple civilizations, and then do business.

But immediately, Ye Ming was stunned.

"Ita, is there a possibility that the wireless communication signal of the robot you intercepted is not the signal of their supercomputer?"

"Don't forget, the Tara people don't have instant long-distance communication—unless their supercomputer is installed on the spacecraft. But that obviously does not meet the definition of a supercomputer with the same name as Aita."

Ye Ming stared at Ita, word by word.

"Only by mastering instant long-distance communication can we quickly carry out interstellar expansion."

Ita became quiet, then nodded lightly: "I must admit that this is the premise of the viral expansion of civilization."

"Can I change the word?"

"Expansion like a cancer cell?"

"..."

Ignoring Ita's naughty, Ye Ming fell silent, and after a while he said softly: "In the next few days, we will have many exchanges and communications with them, try to intercept and decipher them more, and see if you can encode their communication Make an agreement."

"Okay, is there any more?"

"If you get an agreement, can you hack into the supercomputer on the opposite side?"

Infinite joy suddenly rose on Ita's small and delicate face.

"Ye Ming! My hands have been itchy for ten years!"

Ye Ming was stunned, and then thought that since the last time he invaded the X-corner building, he had never asked Ita to do this kind of "dirty work" again.

Good guy... How long has she been holding back?