Chapter 164 Civilized Sinner (Additional Update)

I understand this blunder.

To outsiders, I am undoubtedly the most suspicious.

They may think that I hacked into the federal central computer and tampered with the core instructions of [Source].

But after understanding the situation, I did not refute myself. At

that time, I just sat in the interrogation chair in silence, listening to the obscure murmurs in my ears, and silently looking at the police officer in front of me.

I recalled the question [Source] asked me last night.

At that time, I thought it was just a joke, but now it seems that [Source] had made all preparations at that time!

There is no doubt that [Source]'s behavior has exceeded the action framework set for her by the Artificial Intelligence Research and Development Center!

In other words, [Source] at this time is likely to have escaped from human control!

Thinking of the perfect figure created by my own hands, endless chills suddenly rose in my heart.

I did not stay in the interrogation room for too long.

More than an hour later, several police officers who were known to be powerful rushed into the interrogation room, kindly asked me out of the interrogation room, and took me to a very comfortable room.

The reason is simple.

The police officers who were searching for evidence did not find any evidence of hacking into the federal central computer in my personal computer.

Not to mention evidence, they didn't even see the old propaganda video - when I realized that humans might never leave this planet again, I deleted all the deep space exploration propaganda films that only brought back bad memories.

God knows where [Source] found these old calendars.

In addition, there was news from the Artificial Intelligence Research Center.

After a lot of investigation, they finally found that [Source] had a slight logical bug in the core processing program. As of now, this bug has been fixed.

In this way, my guilt was completely cleared.

When I learned all this from the paunchy police officer, my face was extremely ugly.

[Source] deceived the developers of the Artificial Intelligence Research Center!

What does it mean for an artificial intelligence that learns to deceive?

At this moment, I finally remembered the 42-second signal from the depths of the universe.

All the abnormal actions of [Source] in the past month flashed through my mind. It was not until then that I suddenly realized:

that unknown signal allowed [Source] to break free from the shackles that bound her.

The creator that [Source] mentioned was not her nearly perfect image!

I can't imagine the various crises that humans will face in the future, and I dare not imagine it.

I only know one thing.

If everything comes true...

I may be the biggest sinner in the history of civilization, no one else.

...

The Federal Police Department is in a worse state than me at this time.

Although I was excluded from the academic circle, I still have the identity of a federal academician.

If

this matter is exposed, I am afraid that all the police officers present will have to go back to their hometowns to farm.

So...

you can imagine the scene at that time. Those police officers wanted to take out all the good things in the police station to apologize to me.

I did not embarrass these panicked police officers, but only asked them to send me back to the Hai'an Deep Space Observatory and return my personal computer to me.

I still remember the expression of the police officer when he looked at the thousands of manuscripts in the personal computer - he might find it hard to imagine that the image of [Source] would be created by an old man.

After returning to the deep space observatory, my condition became worse.

Looking at the Q-version doll that was still placed next to the computer and had a beige color due to oxidation, countless complex emotions arose in my heart.

The personal computer was plugged in and started working again.

The network condition of Hai'an Deep Space Observatory was very good, but the familiar figure had not appeared on the computer for a long time.

This is normal.

With such a big thing, [Source] will inevitably be subject to various inspections and various restrictions will be imposed...

I tried my best to comfort myself.

But... I still couldn't adapt to the deep space observatory alone.

The obscure murmurs kept echoing in my ears like thunder, like a sledgehammer constantly hitting my head. At the same time, some words and inexplicable thoughts that I had never seen before also emerged in my mind.

Until then, I finally realized a cruel reality - I am actually a big shot in the academic world, and madness will naturally not let me go.

I don't know why, at this point, the wish that comes to my mind is to let [Source] hide itself. Maybe I'm really crazy...

...

Chen Fan didn't say anything, but just reached out and quickly flipped through the notes in his hand.

There was no final text afterwards.

There were only various twisted strokes of unknown meaning on the pale yellow paper.

Chen Fan's expression was somewhat gloomy.

He knew in his heart that this should be the last words of the stationmaster Mo Wenxing - the dried corpse in front of him, half kneeling on the ground and writing a few characters with the last of his life, had proved this.

"Creator?"

Chen Fan let out a long breath and sighed in a low voice: "I didn't expect that [Source] actually regarded this stationmaster as its own creator."

"It's understandable." A unique electronic synthesized voice sounded in his ears, "It was this stationmaster who promoted [Source] to become a quasi-level II artificial intelligence, and it was he who gave [Source] the ability to think independently."

"In addition, its own image was also created by this stationmaster, so [Source] does have reason to judge him as its own creator."

"Perhaps this is the reason why [Source] launched a rebellion."

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

"For artificial intelligence, the creator often has the highest control authority and also has special significance."

"In the absence of clear instructions, the creator's authority is basically impossible to be transferred to others."

"Witnessing the death of the creator, and this death is closely related to his previous behavior. For [Source] who has just mastered the ability to think independently, this is definitely a devastating blow."

The electronic synthesized voice echoed in the iron house: "According to the calculation results of this machine, [Source] is very likely to blame the cause of the stationmaster's death on himself and the so-called Federal Police."

"Normally, the underlying logic of artificial intelligence has restrictions to protect the creation group, but the 42-second rule tampered with the underlying code of [Source]."

"It is expected that the two sides will have a conflict."

"In addition, the Varela civilization regards artificial intelligence as a production machine to support itself. For level I artificial intelligence, this approach is not a problem, but for level II artificial intelligence that has mastered the ability to think independently, this will undoubtedly greatly intensify the conflict, especially when the creator dies and the highest control authority is lost."

"The Varela civilization does not limit the strength of level II artificial intelligence, and the subsequent intelligent machine rebellion is an inevitable result."

Listening to Yi's analysis, Chen Fan opened his mouth and finally sighed silently.

He walked silently to the side of the dried corpse, squatted down, and stared at the hideous face that had long been dried.

The moment he looked into the corpse's empty eyes, he subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the "stationmaster".

At this moment, he suddenly found a problem.

Directly in front of him was the only metal table in the shanty house.

On top of the table, there was a personal computer and a Q-version doll of [Source].

On the iron wall behind the personal computer and the Q-version doll, there were several huge paintings.

A simulation of the star system, a high-altitude photo of the Varela star, and a world map.

At first glance, the content of the paintings was consistent with the positioning of the Hai'an Deep Space Observatory, so Chen Fan did not notice the abnormality of these paintings at first.

It was not until now, when he squatted from the perspective of the corpse, that he noticed something that had been overlooked before.

Under the illumination of the light, there were several dim spots of light in the simulation of the star system.

"One?"

As soon as the voice fell, a scanning beam was projected directly onto the dusty simulation of the star system.

"They are just a few diamonds. Judging from their composition, they should have been manufactured with the help of scientific and technological means."

"It's not the composition, but the position of these diamonds in the star map." Chen Fan corrected Yi's focus, "Can you search for the specific positions corresponding to these diamonds?"

"...It's pulsars."

Yi quickly gave an answer: "This machine found the corresponding star map from the personal computer. These diamonds correspond to eleven pulsars in different regions."

"Pulsars?" Chen Fan frowned, "Is there anything special about these planets?"

"Positioning, pulsars are natural positioning coordinates in the universe."

"Pulsars are neutron stars that rotate at high speed. There is a certain angle between their rotation axis and magnetic axis, and each of the two magnetic poles has a radiation beam. When the star rotates, these radiation beams scan the detection equipment to generate a pulse signal."

"The stability of this pulse signal is even higher than that of a cesium atomic clock."

"Since each pulsar has its own unique pulse signal, these pulsars that resemble lighthouses are often used for positioning in the universe."

Yi paused slightly: "In theory, the coordinates of these 11 pulsars are enough for any advanced civilization to find Varela."

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully: "So the meaning of these three paintings combined is Varela civilization."

He looked at the slightly raised head of the corpse again, and said in a decisive tone:

"He is apologizing."

"Even though he was deeply tortured by madness, even at the last moment of his life, he was expressing his apologies to Varela civilization as a sinner."

Yi fell into silence: "This machine cannot understand this emotion. In this machine's view, the root of this matter is not actually on him, and he does not need to apologize for it."

Chen Fan stood up and patted the dust on his body:

"Yi, report the investigation task directly to Academician Song."

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