From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Ying Liu drew the bedroom curtains. She lay in bed in a daze for a while until her stomach growled. Then she got up and went to the living room to find food.

The two men turned their heads and looked over.

"Luan Xubai?" When did he come?

Meng Liu was still wearing the nightgown that Ying Liu had put on her. It was thigh-length and had two thin shoulder straps, revealing a large area of ​​skin above her collarbone.

Luan Xubai looked at the kiss mark on her neck calmly, his eyes slowly lowered to fix on the pair of bare feet without slippers, her toes were white and round, with a faint pink color.

He looked away and took a tactical sip of water.

Like Ying Liu, Luan Xubai made the decision after thinking about it for a whole night.

Ying Liu felt that his relationship with Meng Liu was different from before, so he stood up to block the other man's sight and asked in a low voice: "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

In front of Luan Xubai, he supported Meng Liu's waist with his big hands and hugged her up.

She reflexively wrapped her legs around his waist, and he took her back to the room.

Sit Meng Liu down at the end of the bed.

Ying Liu searched around and found her slippers, then knelt on one knee, picked up her ankle and stuffed it into the shoe.

"He's figured it out, too."

"Ah."

He really wanted to ask, does that mean you also have to build an intimate relationship with him in the same way?

The words went around in his mouth for a few times, but Ying Liu still didn't ask.

Meng Liu casually picked up a coat and put it on in an awkward manner: "Let's go out."

Ying Liu followed her and the three of them sat down on the sofa.

"I went to that colleague's house again last night and found some things that might help."

Luan Xubai took out a stack of papers from his bag, all of which contained content he couldn't understand.

Meng Liu took them and started looking at them one by one. They were paintings.

The brushstrokes were like those of an elementary school student, but she still saw clues from some details.

The first painting shows a mother holding her child in the rain. The second painting shows a five or six-year-old child reaching out to his mother in the kitchen to hold him. The third painting shows the child, now an adult, smiling at his sleeping mother.

It’s just that the entire painting is filled with a lot of black, which makes these paintings feel depressing and dull.

Meng Liu smiled: "I think we have other companions."

Ying Liu didn't quite understand: "What do these paintings mean?"

"Where did you get the clues? If someone really was calling for help through paintings, I don't think artificial intelligence would leave these things in the house," said Luan Xubai.

"That's not necessarily true." Meng Liu slowly put down the painting, "Don't forget, no matter how powerful artificial intelligence is, it lacks the characteristics of humans, that is, rich emotions. The complex emotions that humans are accustomed to are also something that artificial intelligence cannot obtain through calculations.

As long as it is a machine, it has logic. Once it goes beyond the inertial logic in their thinking mode, it can't handle it. "

"Logic..." Ying Liu repeated with a bit of bitterness on his face. He didn't understand.

"For example, if I am hungry, I have to eat, but the food is placed in front of me and I just don't eat it. Logically speaking, this is invalid and unreasonable behavior.

. Especially for machines like artificial intelligence that rely on algorithms for everything, they cannot understand or analyze illogical behaviors. "Meng Liu explained, "After you have seen these paintings, you should have the same feeling as me, that is, dull, aggrieved, and repressed.

This is a unique human empathy, which AI cannot understand. Look at the last picture. He is clearly smiling, but with his hollow eyes and sharp teeth, it is very creepy, right? AI alone cannot analyze the deeper meaning. "

Luan Xubai nodded: "What you said makes sense, but where did you get the clue from?"

"If you look carefully, you will find that every line in these paintings has a deep meaning. Does it resemble the relationship between humans and artificial intelligence?"

Ying Liu suddenly realized: "You are right. According to what you said yesterday, artificial intelligence is the child in the picture, and humans are the mother. It matches!"

"Look more carefully. Are there any common features among the mothers in the three pictures?"

"It's rain. There is rain in every painting." Luan Xubai murmured.

Meng Liu nodded: "Yes, there are dark clouds of different shapes above the raindrops. The first picture is lightning, which corresponds to z. The second picture is the dark clouds outside the window, which corresponds to O. The third picture is the rainbow behind the rain, which is the letter n, which corresponds to zon."

"It means Diablo in English, which I think is the name of this human organization. At the same time, more than a hundred years ago, it also meant concentration, gathering, and autism in the network, which can be regarded as corresponding to a complete organization."

Ying Liu's eyes suddenly turned into admiration. It turned out that there were such powerful human beings in the world!

Luan Xubai was relatively calm: "How do you know this?"

Meng Liu raised her head and propped up her arms, leaning against the back of the sofa: "Because I am the goddess who came to save all mankind."

She had a smile on her face and her words seemed like a joke, but Luan Xubai and Ying Liu looked at her in shock, not daring to underestimate the explanation she gave.

Luan Xubai retracted his gaze: "Where are we going to find these people?"

Meng Liu tapped the mother who was cooking in the second painting: "City C."

Ying Liu came over to take a look. The mother in the painting was holding bread in her hands and spreading jam on it. It looked very normal. The only abnormal thing was that the only red color in these paintings appeared here.

"You think that's jam? I think it's hot pepper sauce."

Among the supplies distributed by artificial intelligence, there are occasionally jams, mostly of fruit flavors. Among them, strawberry jam is red and muddy. The reason why it is determined to be chili sauce is that there is a small chili pepper on the bottle.

Ordinary people cannot see it, and artificial intelligence cannot analyze it either, because if you don’t look carefully, you will completely ignore that place and just think it is a little trace drawn casually.

It can be seen that this zon organization does not absorb humans casually.

They have requirements, at least you have to have read books and learned some history.

On the other hand, this proves that there is still a part of the human population that has access to books.

"Our group of workers will be transferred to City C to help next month. It is said that the trees on the streets there are too messy and there are not enough people." Luan Xubai said.

He, Meng Liu and Ying Liu do not work in the same city, but in neighbors.

After hearing what he said, Ying Liu thought for a moment and said, "Have you noticed that we need to go to City C for assistance once or twice every year?"

The number of people in each city is fixed, and there are only a few types of jobs. Logically speaking, there should not be a shortage of manpower.