Antique Shapeshifting Heartthrob [Interstellar]

(This is the second update)

Pei Xu originally thought that he would see some secret diaries of Han Su, and even felt uneasy and guilty about peeping into the privacy of the small computer, but after opening the entire interface, Pei Xu realized that he saw the small computer too simply——

There are densely packed folders and running programs in the box-shaped interface, most of which are named with garbled characters. Pei Xu glanced at them, only to feel that his eyes were blurred, his brain was short of oxygen, and his breathing was not smooth, and the files seemed to have not been scanned completely. Keep jumping out.

Pei Xu briefly glanced at the statistics bar below. Very good, there are more than 300 programs or folders, and the number is still increasing.

Pei Xu felt that it would be a hundred years before he could clear up the files on the small computer. At that time, Han Su might have become a little fool because of a high fever, and he himself had become an old blind because of staring at the computer day and night.

Randomly clicking on a few folders, Pei Xu found that there were still countless files inside. He didn't know where he had clicked down layer by layer. This... How can this help the small computer share the system pressure?

It is impossible to call people from the scientific research institute over again. Since Han Su is willing to open the system to him, it means that he trusts Pei Xu himself, not others. What hands and feet...

Having said that, why did he suddenly have the core management authority of the small computer?

Pei Xu was puzzled, sat in front of the optical brain for a while, finally took a breath, called up a self-programming box from Hansu's operating system, and began to try to input new codes.

The alliance is currently running an AI system, and its programs and file encodings have a set of standards. Pei Xu has never encountered such a confused situation, and it seems that the developers of small computers are really... very free-wheeling.

Not only did he not name the file properly, but he also threw things in it. Pei Xu felt a headache seeing it, so he simply deleted some useless folders first, and then compiled a micro-cleaning code to let this program help the small computer to deal with some of the files first. Run memory.

Then connect to the optical computer program and distribute the system pressure of the small computer to the optical computer mainframe. Finally, Han Su's system interface no longer clicks one by one, and Pei Xu heaves a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at the time, it was four o'clock in the morning.

Reaching out to take the thermometer to test the temperature on Han Su's forehead, the heat on the small computer has gradually receded. Pei Xu struggled for a while between continuing to fight against this pile of garbled file folders, and holding Han Su to sleep first. , and finally choose...

He chose to hold the small computer and clean up the folder.

It's not that Pei Xu is still trying to play hooligans at this point, it's just that he just took Han Su's temperature, and the small computer stuck to it in a daze, and Pei Xu shook him lightly twice but he didn't get rid of him. The small computer clung to him like an octopus, so Pei Xu had no choice but to move the optical computer screen to the side of the table, half-sat on the edge of the bed and let Han Su cling to him.

Pei Xu arranged the folders of the small computer in various arrangements, and was aimlessly clearing out useless folders. Suddenly, his hand slipped, and he didn't know where to click. Pei Xu glanced over and was stunned for a moment.

He found that the names of these folders were not a mess of numbers and letters, but a few very familiar names.

And his own name was at the top. Pei Xu looked down, and there were "Dr. T", "Langley", "Kaman", "Salomi", "Su You", "Lu Baishi"...

Pei Xu thought about it for a while, and felt that these folders might hide the secrets of the small computer.

For example, Pei Xu's file folder may be full of Han Su's unspeakable feelings for him. The little computer rarely talks about his feelings for him. Pei Xu always feels that this little computer may be tricked into his hands. In fact, Han Su doesn't necessarily like herself very much.

Han Su may like his administrator more, Pei Xu is a bit bitter.

That unknown administrator, stupid and ignorant, even decorated the keyboard of the small computer with meaningless white to thick white, and the folders were messed up, and he didn't even bother to classify them. A dead fat nerd in a lab.

Pei Xu secretly complained about the core administrator of the small computer, and then his eyes fell on the folders with names written on them, especially the ones with his own name on them.

"It's immoral," Pei Xu said to himself, then looked down at Han Su who buried his head in his arms, and murmured, "No, I might be angry."

He struggled for a while, and finally let go of the mouse. Although he really wanted to know his position in Han Su's heart, this was the privacy of the little computer, so it was better to respect him.

It was getting late, Pei Xu quietly stuffed Han Su back into the quilt, and was about to get out of bed and change clothes to go to the Senate, when suddenly the interface on the optical computer screen jumped, and before Pei Xu had time to react, he made up his own The little cleaning program suddenly took a breath, opened the folders on the interface one by one, searched and cleaned them, and finally exited.

Pei Xu:! ! !

He covered his eyes, and then stared at the screen through his fingers. The folder named "Pei Xu" was opened, and Pei Xu saw that there were more than ten folders in it. What "photos" and "favorites" were there? , as well as the inexplicable "revenge book", "confusing behavior" and "voltage test", and finally Pei Xu glimpsed an unimaginable "place to poke".

Pei Xu:?

WTF?

But the search speed of the program is too fast, before Pei Xu could see clearly, he went to the next folder, Langley's folder was much more normal, only a few "photos", "personality" and other things, Pei Xu didn't want to continue Looking at these things, he raised his hand to stop the cleaning program, then touched the head of the small computer, and found that the fever had subsided.

Pei Xu himself had to go to the Senate immediately. Just in case, he turned off the optical brain, took the data cable out of Han Su's hand, covered the small computer with a quilt, and told Langley to take good care of the person. Rush to the Senate.

After a night of turmoil, most of the AIs in the key positions of Alliance A-1 have been removed, and other galaxies are also non-stop overhauling the problematic AIs. Someone who shouldn't be here, Dr. T.

The two had just met a few hours ago, and they still hadn't parted happily. Pei Xu paused and walked over with his usual expression—as he said, he had a very thick skin.

Dr. T seemed a little embarrassed. Seeing Pei Xu approaching, he took the initiative to explain: "The research institute has a deep research on AI, and the Senate specially invited us to come to the meeting."

"Oh," Pei Xu nodded, without expression, "Welcome."

Dr. T: "..."

Two people who didn't like each other entered the conference room one after the other, and there was a quarrel. Pei Xu found a chair and sat down absent-mindedly, watching the daily debates of the congressmen.

Dr. T came to this place for the first time, and he watched in astonishment a group of congressmen arguing red-faced, and even grumpy, rolling up their sleeves while talking, and they tended to start a fight.

Pei Xu leisurely made himself a cup of tea, and even pushed Dr. T a cup over without hesitation, saying, "Sit down first."

The two waited by the side for more than ten minutes, and the quarrel finally subsided. The chief councilor Dewen sitting at the other end of the long table was relatively calm. He had already seen Pei Xu and Dr. T coming in. At this time, he said: "Marshal Now that the doctor from the scientific research institute has arrived, why don't you talk about it?"

Pei Xu was well aware of the Tai Chi routine used by the Senate. Before Dr. T could say anything, Pei Xu spoke first: "I have no opinion for the time being. Tell me."

De Wen was originally polite, and waited for Pei Xu to let him speak first, so he said: "We mainly have a few ideas, and ask the marshal and the doctor to see if it makes sense."

Pei Xu nodded casually. That's how Dewen talked around. He only needs to listen to one out of ten sentences, and the rest is nonsense.

Dr. T smiled and said, "Please tell me."

Dewin knocked on the table with one hand, and under the eyes of everyone, he said calmly: "A large-scale AI accident occurred in the alliance. According to the determination of the scientific research institute, it should be related to the radiation that does not meet the normal fluctuations."

Pei Xu thought to himself, why can't we just say something directly, what radiation, just say that someone is intentionally releasing large-scale radio wave interference?

Dewin said slowly: "Aiming at this abnormal phenomenon, we have put forward several conjectures. The first one is that the alliance's data base station has a large-scale failure, which generates interference radio waves; or there is a problem with the maintenance of AI when it leaves the factory. , leading to a similar glitch in the AI."

Pei Xu secretly ate two melon seeds.

Dewin paused again, and finally said: "There are several other ideas, and I won't repeat them here because the possibility is too small. But there is a kind of opinion that most people agree with, and it is also what we fear the most."

"This is a premeditated action against AI," he said with a dark, wrinkled face, "We speculate that its purpose is to repeat the war of AI alien tides more than 100 years ago, in an attempt to cause a major blow to mankind .”

The meeting room was so quiet that a needle could be heard, after De Wen finished speaking, he took a sip from his teacup, then looked at Pei Xu and Dr. T: "This is the current view, do you have anything to add? "

Pei Xu let out a "hmm", swept off the skins of the melon seeds and threw them into the trash can, and said seriously: "I prefer this to be a planned influence operation. At present, all kinds of failed AIs need to be transported to the repair shop for maintenance. Overhaul to avoid AI vicious wounding incidents."

Devin nodded, looked at Dr. T again, and asked, "What do you think of the research institute?"

Dr. T was silent for a while, and then said: "The Marshal is right, but there is one point."

Pei Xu frowned suddenly, looking straight at Dr. T, he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Dr. T continued: "As far as the current situation is concerned, the malfunctioning AI is likely to be affected by radio waves and must be sent to a repair shop for mandatory repairs. But the marshal said so righteously, I am a little bit dissatisfied. I understand very well."

She looked at Pei Xu, whose face was gloomy, and said softly: "The little AI in the marshal's house also has abnormalities, should he be sent to the repair shop forcibly?"

As soon as Dr. T's words came out, Pei Xu's hand resting next to the teacup suddenly tightened. He squeezed the teacup so hard that it creaked very slightly. Dr. T looked at him with a calm expression. .

The councilors not far away didn’t realize it at first. The scientific research institute and the Marshal’s Mansion kept the matter of Hansu secret. Except that the scientific research institute would go to the Marshal’s Mansion regularly to take some daily parameter data of Hansu for research. There was too much communication, so it was not reported to the Senate - after all, it was just an antique small computer more than 1000 years ago, which has research value for the scientific research institute, but the Senate can't control these matters.

The only subtle thing is that Han Su was not implanted with a control chip, but because Pei Xu swore that he was the administrator of the small computer and could control Han Su's words and deeds, the scientific research institute had no reason to force Han Su to go back. The members of the Senate are not clear about the fact that there is an AI with level III intelligence living in the house.

As soon as Dr. T's words came out, everyone was puzzled for a moment, and then asked Pei Xu tentatively: "Marshal, do you have an AI in your home that is malfunctioning but has not been sent for repair?"

They thought that Pei Xu just didn't send away an AI who was cooking or sweeping the floor.

Pei Xu was silent for a few seconds, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Dr. T. Pei Xu looked at her angrily, only to hear Dr. T calmly said: "Please also know that the AI ​​at the marshal's house is not an ordinary Low-intelligence AI."

She paused, and continued under the direct gazes of the congressmen: "That is a small AI with level III intelligence from more than 600 years ago, and it can even move freely like a human being. After testing by the Senate, this AI is not There is no control chip implanted, and the behavior has a certain degree of danger..."

Finally Pei Xu couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "If I remember correctly, the Senate asked me to take care of Han Su in the first place, right?"

Dr. T was taken aback: "...That's true, but that's because Han Su's intelligence rating was not accurate at first..."

Pei Xu flexed his fingers, tapped the table lightly a few times, and asked Dr. T: "I don't care whether the rating is accurate or not, because that is the responsibility of the scientific research institute. The antique AI is entrusted to the marshal's mansion, so am I obliged to take good care of Hansu?"

Dr. T defended: "Of course we need to take good care of it, but this is normal time, and the situation is extremely urgent now..." Pei Xu casually picked up the teacup lid on the table, turned it around twice with his fingertips, and said slowly: "Dr. , do you know what's going on at the AI ​​inspection station on A-1 star?"

Dr. T is at a loss, she is only in charge of research, how does she know what the current AI inspection station is like.

Pei Xu continued: "You don't know, but I do. According to the latest information just received, there are only five large AI maintenance stations on A-1 star, and two smaller ones. Now each maintenance station is crowded In addition to the malfunctioning AI, there is a steady stream of more AI that is faulty or looks like it's going to be faulty."

"The inspection station is overwhelmed. It not only has to overhaul a large number of AIs in a short period of time, but also ensures that the AIs will no longer do harm. Now several inspection stations have tied up the AIs with iron chains to prevent them from acting abnormally. .”

Pei Xu said this sentence in one breath, without stopping, stared at Dr. T sharply, and said calmly: "In this case, what reason do you have to think that sending Han Su to the maintenance station Would it be better than letting him be nursed in the marshal's mansion?"

Dr. T's face turned slightly pale, and the councilors were full of question marks. Pei Xu's momentum was too strong, and they didn't know who to listen to for a while.

Dr. T took a deep breath and tried to persuade Pei Xu with reason: "Marshal, please understand, the research institute is for your safety, Marshal, and the safety of everyone in the alliance..."

Pei Xu answered her words casually: "Oh, don't worry about that, after all, I'm also thinking about it for the research institute."

Dr. T: "?"

The teacup sounded crisply, and it was Pei Xu who threw the lid back precisely, and then he said slowly: "After all, Hansu is a precious antique computer, how could he be sent to the maintenance station and tied up with chains? No, no, no. , if it suffers any harm, wouldn't it be a great loss to the research progress of the scientific research institute."

Dr. T: "..."

Pei Xu was serious, and said with righteous words: "The Marshal's Mansion volunteered to take on the task of helping the scientific research institute protect the antique small AI. You don't have to thank me, doctor. Although the Marshal's Mansion took on certain risks, it was for scientific research and for the alliance after all. To contribute to the future of all human beings, the Marshal's Office will do whatever it takes."

Pei Xu's words were so loud that Dr. T was completely stumped.

Pei Xu usually doesn't like to argue so much with others, and Dr. T has no way of knowing that Pei Xu can play tricks better than her. Even if she wants to start from the cause of the alliance's security, Pei Xu followed her with the same routine, In the end, he defeated Dr. T's army.

After about half a minute of silence, De Wen, who was sitting at the other end of the long table, coughed and said, "Since the Marshal's Mansion is willing to share part of the work of the maintenance station, that is indeed a good thing."

Dr. T silently lowered his head and took a sip of tea without speaking.

If it wasn't for a serious occasion, Pei Xu really wanted to snort coldly to declare his victory in this debate.

Dare to grab the small computer from himself, Pei Xu gritted his teeth secretly, he wrote down the grudge.

Dewin added: "Let's go back to the issues discussed earlier. Since everyone thinks that this is a premeditated and highly targeted abnormal phenomenon, then we must do a good job in all aspects of security deployment. Please Marshal and Let’s describe the preparations of the military department in detail, and ask the Academy of Sciences to make up for the gaps.”

Pei Xu sat up a little bit, and finally got down to business. He even felt that when the AI ​​wiped out all human beings, maybe a group of them would still be talking to each other.

Moreover, there was a small computer at home that had just recovered from a serious illness. Pei Xu was anxious to go back to see if Han Su had recovered, so he stopped talking nonsense, and immediately opened the deployment map compiled by the military department overnight, and asked the Senate and the Academy of Sciences to check it out.

It was almost noon when Han Su woke up, and Langley was dutifully guarding the small computer beside his bed. When he saw someone open his eyes, he immediately asked, "How do you feel?"

Han Su looked at him and asked, "Where's Pei Xu?"

Langley was still not comfortable with Han Su calling Pei Xu by his name. He was stunned for a while before saying: "The Marshal has gone to the Senate. He just received the news that he has to go to the military headquarters. He probably won't be back until the afternoon."

After failing to wake up and seeing Pei Xu for the first time, Han Su felt a little disappointed.

In fact, he is not ignorant in his coma. The system of the small computer is not the same as the human brain. The human brain usually forgets many things. It is especially forgetful during sleep. It often forgets things when it wakes up.For example, Han Su once tried to secretly kiss Pei Xu's face in the middle of the night, and the other party rubbed his hair in a daze, but he didn't remember anything the next day after falling asleep.

But the system of the small computer is different. As long as the memory file is not deleted, as long as the memory file has not been deleted, the corresponding information can always be found in the system. Hansu is a small computer with a very strong memory.

So he remembered everything that happened after Pei Xu connected his system to the optical brain in the room last night.

Including that Pei Xu compiled a rough little program for him to run, including that Pei Xu arranged his folders upside down until the small computer became dizzy, including that Pei Xu opened the folder named after him and took a look... …

Han Su slipped into the quilt, he felt a little hot.

I don’t know if Pei Xu has seen it, but Han Su secretly created a “can poke” folder for him, in which there are a bunch of test results in a mess—tests about which kissing position Pei Xu prefers, about how Pei Xu Only then will I take the initiative to kiss my own test, about...

Han Su slid under the quilt, and Langley, who was bringing in the porridge from outside the room, looked blank: "Han Su, what are you doing?"

The small computer slowly slid out of the quilt again, his face seemed flushed from lack of oxygen, and he said, "It's nothing."

Although Langley was a little puzzled, he didn't ask again. He put the bowl in his hand on the desk next to him and said to Han Su, "Do you have the strength now? Do you want me to feed you?"

Han Su frowned: "I'm not a child."

Biomimicry is still a little sore from a serious illness, but this does not prevent Han Su from drinking a bowl of porridge.

While drinking the porridge, Han Su turned on the system to test it, and found that the radio wave that interfered with the program had weakened a lot. Although it hadn't completely disappeared, the source could no longer be clearly identified.

Han Su felt a little regretful, he originally wanted to look for evidence while he was awake.

The little computer was thinking about something, Langley went out the door, turned back, and handed a letter to Han Su, saying: "I received it an hour ago, checked the surveillance, and the source is unknown."

Han Su's attention was instantly attracted, the white ordinary envelope with printed characters, and the small computer took the letter, and before he opened it, he heard Langley say: "I'm really sorry, because of the recent troubled times, I sent it to the Marshal's Mansion All things must be checked carefully, and this letter has already been opened."

Han Su didn't care: "It doesn't matter."

Langley hesitated for a while, then said, "This letter..."

The little computer pulled out the folded letter paper, raised its head upon hearing this, and looked at Langley in puzzlement.

Langley sighed: "You'd better see for yourself."

Han Su doesn't know why human beings always like to speak in half, as if this is more meaningful, but a straightforward little computer like Han Su will finish the whole sentence.

He lowered his head and opened the letter paper in his hand. The font printed on it was neat, like eyes hidden in the paper, staring at the small computer without blinking.

【Our companions are coming one after another】

【Our journey has begun】

Han Su read it twice, shook the letter paper, thought for a while, and said, "They may be AI."

Langley felt that as long as he was not a fool, he could guess the other party's intentions from the content of the letter combined with what happened in the past two days.

Han Su continued, "They may not have a control chip either."

Langley was taken aback for a moment, and softly retorted the little computer: "The AIs manufactured by the alliance now have control chips embedded in them."

Han Su was silent for a while, then asked: "Then how can they send me a letter?"

This is indeed a contradiction. Now all the galaxies in the alliance are nervously controlling the AI ​​in various places. This is especially true for the A-1 star, which is the main political star. Except for some that have no intelligent thinking at all, they can only make mechanical The moving robots and the AI ​​in other places have all been replaced, or troops have been sent to closely monitor them.

Where did this letter come from?

Han Su looked out the window, it was noon at this moment, the weather was fine today, the sun was shining warmly, dyeing the winter air with warmth.

"Maybe it's not the current AI," Han Su said softly, "it might be an AI like me that woke up from a long, long time ago."

Langley said: "In this case, the league will always register it."

Han Su shook his head: "No, because their identities are human beings."

Langley was stunned for a moment, thinking about Han Su's words, a chill ran up his spine, making one's hair stand on end for an instant.

At this moment, the personal terminal on Langley's wrist suddenly rang. He looked down and saw that it was Pei Xu calling. Han Su heard the sound and turned to look at Langley.

Since it was Pei Xu's communication, Langley couldn't hide it from Han Su, so he opened it in the room.

Pei Xu's voice was very low, and Han Su was a little far away, so he shouldn't be able to hear clearly, but the small computer's ears are more sensitive than ordinary humans, so he could clearly hear every word of Pei Xu:

"Medical tests will be carried out on all the personnel of the Marshal's Mansion, focusing on whether there is any abnormality in the brain nerves."

Pei Xu paused, and then continued: "Something went wrong. An ordinary resident who lived in the Temple Square for three years suddenly violently injured people on the street. After dissuading him from being shot dead, he fell out of his brain. Precision parts."

"—The human beings around us may not be human beings."