secret movie

When Duan Shu got out of the car, Dr. Chen's nagging voice continued to come from the Bluetooth headset.

"...I asked a friend. He was working as a medical consultant for that company. He happened to chat with him about this case. He was very interested in it, so he replied to this email. It might work theoretically, but The difficulty of the actual operation is immeasurable, and the impact on the brain is also unpredictable..."

He continued to speak earnestly: "Mr. Duan, I think you can think about it carefully, and I will find a way to contact some experts here. The treatment he proposed is so idealistic that it is almost absurd—"

In the park in front of Duan Shu, the stretching buildings seem to be soaring into the sky, the glass windows reflect the dazzling sunlight, the deep space gray is not common on the exterior of the building, and the extremely simple shape has a futuristic temperament.

The building is embellished with two letters of "FH", Futurehuman.

Amidst the rumors, Duan Shu thanked him for his kindness, and replied in a low voice: "I have already arrived at the door of that company."

Dr. Chen's voice faltered immediately, and he said flatly again: "This disease itself is ridiculous, but in this way, it matches very well."

He had lived with the absurd for twenty days, had grown accustomed to the absurdity of this life, and no longer felt that anything was absolutely impossible.

Dr. Chen sighed and stopped persuading him: "Then you try, but try to be more vigilant. If you find any abnormal reactions, you can contact me at any time."

Duan Shu responded warmly, and the other party hung up the phone thoughtfully. He didn't bother to reach out to pick up the earphones, and followed the address and instructions sent by Qi Yan, and walked all the way forward.

The employees in white coats along the way were in a hurry, and no one cared about the visitor wearing a mask. Duan Shu showed the visitor certificate provided by Qi Yan with the letter at the front desk on the first floor, and then entered the elevator under the surprised eyes of the girl at the front desk.

I don't know if it's because he was surprised at his extremely slow movement when holding the mobile phone, or because he vaguely felt that his voice seemed to be heard somewhere.

The elevator stopped on the 33rd floor, and the sight was a long corridor, winding and full of laboratories with closed doors.

When he stepped out of the car, the door of the room farthest in sight was opened at the same time.

A figure came out of the laboratory. At the end of the corridor was a window leaking golden sunlight. The man was against the light and could not see his face clearly. His hands were in the pockets of his white coat, and he looked over in silence.

Duan Shu hesitated for a moment, and soon realized that the other party should be Qi Yan, and they made an appointment to meet.

He no longer hesitated, and walked towards the strange researcher, the gentle footsteps echoed lonely in the long corridor.

As the distance drew closer, the face of the other party gradually became clearer, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, but they were silently hidden behind the glasses. The dark gold frame added a sense of abstinence to the stern expression, and the slightly curly short hair was dyed almost transparent by the streamer. The coat looks like a mysterious scientist in a sci-fi movie.

He looked at Duan Shu, raised his hand and glanced at the watch. It was a tourbillon dial full of mechanical sense, and the complicated vortex was shining brightly in the sunlight. shot.

"You're on time."

Duan Shu felt that the voice was a little familiar, which he rarely felt.

He was clueless for a while, so he naturally attributed this familiarity to the very typical image of the other party - an overly handsome virtual reality technology researcher, an expensive watch, and an outstanding temperament.

This person, who is like a movie character, should have such a magnetic voice, in order to make the arrogant and perfect final villain come alive.

Duan Shu showed his usual smile, but didn't reach out his hand to respond: "Sorry, it's not convenient."

His hand is completely unconscious, and the act of shaking hands loses its due meaning.

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "Is it the hand now?"

Without waiting for the person in front of him to answer, he shifted his gaze to Duan Shu's ear again: "Are you listening to music?"

Duan Shu shook his head, realizing that it seemed impolite, so he slowly raised his hand to pick it off, using his peripheral vision to determine the exact location.

"There is no sound. I made a call just now and forgot to take it down."

Qi Yan watched his movements, and before he reached out to touch him clumsily, he stopped him aloud: "It's really troublesome to lose the sense of hand, do you want me to help you?"

Duan Shu has no objection, he has become used to this kind of ubiquitous help recently, and it is a good thing to save energy after all: "Thank you, if there is no accident, it will be transferred to the back the day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, Qi Yan's face revealed a kind of sympathetic rejoicing, and he took off the two small earphones for him.

The other party's expression was focused, and his lowered eyes were fixed on his ears. Duan Shu's face was normal, but subtle emotions rose in his heart.

Yao Xiaoxiao had helped him sit in a wheelchair many times, and Dr. Chen had also helped him adjust his posture in the examination cabin. At that time, Duan Shu didn't feel strange at all, but at this moment, when a stranger's finger gently brushed his cheek, Suddenly, he felt an electric shock.

Qi Yan didn't realize it, he put the two earphones in the palm of his hand casually, turned sideways in a gentlemanly manner, and invited him into the room.

Different from the messy laboratory full of complex instruments in Duan Shu's imagination, this place is almost like a spacious and extravagant study room. The bookshelves as wide as one wall are full of thick books. Duan Shu glanced at it restrainedly. The collection of fairy tales and the most cutting-edge computer science literature are intertwined to form a strange sense of contradiction.

There are two reclining chair-like devices in the center of the room. The streamlined transparent chair body is like a work of art, and a pair of small nerve electrode patches are placed on top of each other. The red wires are wrapped around the chair body, like surging blood vessels.

Duan Shu recalled the content of the email that Dr. Chen marked as "sent by mistake" at first: "Is this the virtual reality presentation system you mentioned?"

"That's an easy-to-understand term." Qi Yan nodded behind him, "I usually call it a brain-inspired computing simulator. The host computer is not here, it's just two terminals."

"Brain-like computing?"

"As the name suggests, it imitates the operation mode of the human brain's nervous system to achieve an intelligence level close to or even surpasses that of the human brain. It is the ultimate goal of artificial intelligence, and it is much smarter than the rigid von Neumann structure."

Qi Yan changed the topic: "Your symptoms should let you understand the power of the nervous system. It can make you lose the perception of specific organs when the body seems to be normal. The body itself is not that important. The messages from your nerves determine how you feel."

He speaks at a steady pace, and his slightly deep voice contains self-evident persuasion: "Someone has done research in the past and found that people's sense of possession of the body is actually the result of a complex calculation. In other words, 'self ’ is the statistically reasoned answer of the brain, which can be measured and, of course, imitated—”

While talking, Qi Yan cast his eyes on the two simulators that Duan Shu had been observing all the time: "They are the results of imitation. FH has made a huge breakthrough in the exploration of brain-like intelligence that has not been revealed to the outside world. When you sit in The simulator, the smart and powerful brain-like intelligence will work efficiently, provide you with a quite realistic new world, and play countless different roles in it, and you will be immersed in a kind of self-feeling that has been created, Believe that you are living there and actually become someone else."

"It's all down to the mysterious and complex nervous system, even though it's making you miserable right now," he concluded beautifully, "but soon, it will bring you new life."

Before Duan Shu asked those questions that everyone would be curious about, Qi Yan had already given concise and clear answers in advance, which sounded impeccable.

But Duan Shu still thought of something: "If brain-like intelligence has reached such a level, why is it only used to innovate the entertainment model? It has more and more important things to do."

Hearing him ask this question, Qi Yan didn't feel offended, and the eyes hidden behind the glasses even revealed some soft emotions: "It already looks like a human being, but it still has flaws, and it needs some script guidance. , still can’t run completely autonomously...but a brain-like intelligence that can play a given role to the extreme and provide humans with a highly immersive virtual world experience service is one of its most well-developed uses at present.”

After Duan Shu listened to him quietly, there was only one thought left in his mind.

He wants to eat chocolate again.

It is, after all, a grotesque thing to discover that the trajectory of your own life is remarkably similar to that of a cold, brain-like intelligence.

Under the cover of the mask, he tried his best to suppress this depressed mood, thinking about every word Qi Yan said.

Very convincing and very seductive.

However, perhaps it would be safer to go back and ask Dr. Chen for his opinion.

The subtle feeling of being close to home stopped him from going down.

Duan Shu had already made up his mind, he raised his chin slightly, and looked straight into Qi Yan's eyes.

Qi Yan was keenly aware of his thoughts.

"...It's too new for me, so I want to have a deeper look at what you mentioned today, and then make a decision, thank you for this suggestion."

He patiently waited for Duan Shu to finish speaking the truth, and gently pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose with his fingertips, with a calm expression: "It's okay, I know you need to ask other people's opinions, and you can carefully review it after you go back." consider."

Duan Shu was about to take the opportunity to leave when he heard his abrupt change of subject.

"—but you will come again, Mr. Duan."

Qi Yan, a researcher who looks like a movie character, has long recognized the real movie actor Duan Shu in front of him.

"You are very familiar with movies, and I happen to be the same. I like movies and have written many scripts for brain-like intelligence with code as a carrier."

Qi Yan smiled for the first time on his indifferent face.

"I have just completed the foreshadowing of the story, and I invite you to enter a new chapter, because it is too shocking, of course you will feel hesitant, but after you leave, you will definitely experience many twists and turns, such as wanting to pick up the water glass but suddenly falling to the ground , there are more things that bother you... Those trivial fragments will continue to torture you, so you argue with people who disagree with you, and finally you make up your mind to go your own way, and once again walk into this building, come to On the 33rd floor, knock on this door and tell me you decided to give it a try."

The researcher wearing gold-rimmed glasses was leaning against the wall, with his hands casually put in his white pockets, exuding a calm and unruly attitude.

"Maybe we can save each other's time, skip these tedious processes and go directly to the new stage."

"If you insist on going back and thinking about it, it doesn't matter. People who do scientific research always have plenty of patience."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something, fumbled in his pocket for a moment, and then stretched out his hand.

"Don't forget to take your stuff, though."

Shocked by his words, Duan Shu subconsciously turned over the palm that was originally hanging by his side, facing the hot sunlight and air between the two of them.

Qi Yan took a step closer to him, let go of his fingers quietly, and put the pair of small bluetooth earphones in his palm.

He still couldn't feel the weight of this light fall, but he could clearly see the fingertips belonging to the stranger, hanging in his palm, like two floating worlds, which would be completely connected in the next second.

Tall shadows fell on the almost overlapping borderlines, and the faint shadows climbed up Duan Shu's body, covering the glare in his eyes, leaving only the quiet temperature.

"You will find everything you lost here."

The man's magnetic voice was fleeting in his ears.

"Believe me."

The author has something to say: