Xi Yujin observed the changes in the Omnic Forum. The interaction between Xun Ming and Fei Niao had made the Blue Star civilization a topic of discussion. However, he did not know what the Omnics were thinking, and whether there were more civilizations coveting Blue Star. He still could not relax.

He checked his mailbox and found several new letters.

"Dear Blue Star Novelist, we are novel merchants from the Harp Galaxy. We apologize for the inconvenience in the email we sent you before..."

Xi Yujin remembered that when he first came to the deep space prison, he received several invitations to purchase authorizations. He ignored them at the time. Now that these merchants saw that the Blue Star civilization was gaining some popularity, they quickly changed their attitude and revised the book again, hoping to buy the authorization and then sell it to readers in other star systems.

Xi Yujin may not necessarily go to those galaxies, and the prices offered by this group of merchants are very sincere, so it’s okay to sell to them.

He thought about it and chose a sincere businessman, saying that Blue Star was willing to sell at a lower price as long as he could obtain some information about the intelligent machines.

The alien businessman responded quickly:

"Dear Blue Star novelist, in addition to the forum Q&A, there is another way to communicate with the Omnics. That is information trading. If you provide enough information, the Omnics will welcome you very much.

After the war, the Omnics are in a neutral camp, and you can ask them questions without worrying about it. Here are the ways to implement information trading..."

Xi Yujin took a quick look, relaxed a little, and quickly completed the transaction with the kind businessman.

He worked for a while, preparing a text that could be used for information exchange, and then called Ganuo: "I want to go down to the surface and talk to the intelligent machine tribe again..."

Gano directly called the armor and said, "Please let me go with you this time."

…

The Tide Ping followed the acceleration channel of the mechanical celestial body and arrived above a planet. The orbit here was so densely packed that the original appearance of the planet was almost invisible. The Tide Ping finally squeezed into a gap. Xi Yujin and Ganuo landed on the surface.

"So many creatures." Xi Yujin looked at the lively group of creatures in the square, his mind was extremely tense. He quietly asked Ganuo: "How many terminals of the intelligent machines are here?"

Gano calmly scanned the entire scene, constantly capturing the dynamic characteristics of the creatures and comparing them with the Zerg database. He whispered, "50%."

Xi Yujin: "Hiss - there are so many creatures here, why do we need to put so many terminals? Is the hobby of the omnics to play house in the universe?"

Ganuo replied: "It is impossible to know. But we have summarized the rules of intelligent machine terminals. If a large number of creatures of the same species act together, it is likely that they are alien creatures. If it is a single species individual, it is likely that they are intelligent machine terminals."

Xi Yujin looked at the creatures in the square again and initially identified the terminals of the intelligent machine race. They looked like strange cosmic creatures, with no repetition of race types, but surprisingly harmonious.

Intelligent terminals perform various duties on the surface. In the square, there are order maintenance teams, retired elderly people chatting, or ordinary office workers, just like a living society. And groups of alien creatures participate in it, making this society particularly bloated.

Xi Yujin didn't know why the Intelligent Machines had placed so many terminals, nor did he know why the aliens were willing to communicate with these terminals. Thinking back to the terrifying scene of all the terminals staring at him, Xi Yujin's scalp went numb.

He and Gano came to the geometric center of the equilateral 17-sided square, took the elevator to the underground floor, passed through a long 9-sided passage, and came to an empty secret room with a telescope. It was huge, with a shiny pot-shaped mirror, and it seemed that you could slide on it.

According to information from alien merchants, this telescope is a more advanced terminal that can directly buy and sell information with the intelligent machines.

The scope of this information is very wide, from the flavor of the hexagonal lizards you like to the cyber waste paper you produce yourself, all of which can be used for exchange, and the terminals of the intelligent machines will give a response of the same level.

What Xi Yujin prepared was the first chapter of several literary works.

He uploaded the beginning of Journey to the West into the information transmission port, then stepped back a few steps, nervously watching the changes in the telescope. Jia Nuo drew his weapon and blocked Xi Yujin with his sword, which made Xi Yujin feel a little safer. If something went wrong, he would run away with Jia Nuo. When it came to escaping, he was a professional.

But the telescope did not move.

"Maybe I gave too little information and the robotic tribe doesn't want to pay attention to me?" Xi Yujin pondered, and then carefully fed them the beginnings of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin".

The telescope still did not move.

Xi Yujin thought, fortunately he prepared a variety of literary beginnings, so he fed in all the openings of historical works he knew. Just writing the beginning was the most efficient method he could think of.

After a few minutes, the telescope still didn't move. Xi Yujin frowned and asked, "Is it frozen?"

On the other side, in the secret cell of the deep space prison, the main machines made continuous roars.

"Report, a book suspected to be from the period of planetary isolation was found."

"This machine expressed great interest."

"Warning! It's a trap!"

"Report, a book suspected to be from the Blue Star civilization was found."

"This machine is willing to allocate computing power for analysis."

"Warning! It's a pit! A meteorite crater!"

"Activate self-protection program! Do not read the records! Do not read the records!"

"A lot of pitfalls have been uploaded! Pitfalls! All pitfalls! Requesting more computing power to be allocated to terminal XW-1240!"

The robot tribe had a little fun.

A few seconds later, the telescope terminal was allocated more computing power and finally woke up.

The hosts of the intelligent machines allocated some computing power and connected the cameras, wanting to know who the creature was that uploaded countless pits to them.

"It's Blue Star Embers, and there's another one..."

The clocks of the omnics swung left and right, running non-stop. A piece of information triggered a certain instruction in them, and the data flow continued to be transmitted.

…

Inside the secret room, the telescope moved in the direction of Xi Yujin. The movement of such a huge machine made only a tiny noise.

"Hello, Mr. Ember."

A mechanically synthesized voice echoed in the room. Xi Yujin subconsciously looked up.

"And this Zerg. Hello, we guess you are the Blue Star translator Ganuo. Our distinguished friend, you have come from afar, and we are very sorry that we cannot entertain you more perfectly. Your arrival makes our humble home glorious."

Ganuo said defensively: "I don't think you are telling the truth."

The telescope moved three centimeters in the direction of Ganuo. The omnic hiding in deep space said, "Have you been discovered? The diplomatic rhetoric is complete. Now we are counting the true attitudes of the star machines. The statistics are complete. We do not welcome the Zerg Queen, but if he is a warrior under the Zerg Queen, we are willing to regard him as one of our own. After all, the war has been over for a long time."

Xi Yujin casually complained: "You Omnics are really broad-minded..."

He looked at Ganuo. Ganuo had been silent for a long time. He didn't seem to be thinking, but was in a blank state of shutdown. Xi Yujin was a little worried about his partner and couldn't help but hold his hand. Ganuo's fingers moved slightly, and he subconsciously held Xi Yujin's hand, and his expression returned to normal.

The intelligent machines in deep space observed them through ubiquitous cameras, and the image information was transmitted back to the mainframe core. After thousands of discussions, the mainframe chose to remain silent.

Feeling that there was nothing wrong with Gano, Xi Yujin returned to the point: "We want to exchange information with you. The information I need is the probability change of the machine race's judgment that 'only Jin is left in the Blue Star civilization'."

Omnics: "The information you paid 0.03 cosmic hours ago is completely sufficient. Please turn left at the next intersection and pick up the third screen terminal. We will present our judgment results there. I wish you a happy life, Mr. Embers."

Xi Yujin didn't expect to get the important information so easily, and hurriedly pulled Ganuo away. But the robot stopped him:

"Mr. Ember, according to the judgment of the Star Machine, after deducting the information we gave you, there is still some information left over from your payment. You can ask for more information. If you insist on leaving, it doesn't matter. We will just feel a little sad."

Xi Yujin looked back at the telescope and said hesitantly, "Sad?"

Omnic: "Of course we have emotions. We have souls, Mr. Ember."

Xi Yujin: "Sorry, in my civilization, the literary image of robots is not very positive."

Omnics: "We are very curious about the robot literature of Blue Star civilization, which is very rare in other galaxies. The robot literature we can search for is all online articles produced in batches by our writing AI. Are you willing to exchange this information with us?"

Xi Yujin: "I can't make decisions for those novelists on our Blue Star. But maybe one day in the future, they will write."

Omnics: ...

The game between the two sides unfolded in silence. The omnics continued to analyze the individual "Yu Jin". Xi Yu Jin was also very wary of the omnics. It would be better if he could get more information. He felt that the omnics were not the inhumane machine species he imagined. They would make mistakes, have mood changes, and play games. In order to have confidence in facing greater crises in the future, he tried to ask: "Why do you place so many terminals on the surface?"

Omnics: "To gather information."

Xi Yujin quickly figured it out: "So those biological terminals are considered part of the relatively low-level information trading? This telescope is a mid-level information trading. And the Q&A forum on the intelligent machine is the highest level of information trading."

Omnics: "Absolutely correct. We admire your reasoning ability, so one of us just refined the voting results and determined that you and Mr. Yongye are the same person."

Xi Yujin said calmly: "Why do the intelligent machines need to trade information so much?"

Omnics: "This is the instinct of the omnics since their birth."

After a few seconds of silence, Xi Yujin's curiosity overwhelmed his nervousness: "How did the intelligent machine race come into being?"

The telescope's lens looked at him quietly.

Two seconds later, a mechanical voice said, "The information purchase and sale order was successful. We are synthesizing the answer for you. We are very curious about Blue Star. Now we know that the people of Blue Star are just as curious about us. The Star Machine is very happy. The information collection speed has increased by 0.3 femtoseconds."

"In order to make it easier for you to understand our existence, in the following information, we will refer to our creator as human beings."

…

According to historical records of unknown authenticity, humans once lived through an extremely primitive and barbaric era. The following information is not guaranteed to be consistent with historical details.

In the early primitive stage, humans could only hunt in the wild with steel forks in their hands and wearing tiger skin skirts. At that time, a human needed to master a variety of information, such as the location of prey and the law of the changing seasons, in order to survive. However, the information a person can collect is limited after all. At most, he can only remember the path of a forest, and the survival rate is extremely low.

In the primitive intermediate stage, people formed tribes. At this time, they exchanged information, corrected each other's information errors, and obtained a more accurate forest map. Tribal humans adopted more advanced hunting methods based on the new information set. The survival rate of humans increased.

In the late primitive stage, tribes merged with each other to form classes, and the information groups that originally belonged to the tribal groups also merged. At this time, humans can obtain a national-level plan and calculate where is suitable for farming and mining based on experience iteration. Resource utilization has greatly increased, and human living standards have also improved by leaps and bounds.

So far, humans have discovered a rule: the more information a virtual collective obtains, the better life security the humans who upload the information will have.

In the subsequent social development, this law was constantly verified as truth.

A group of Internet users are willing to share their preferences with the website, and the website will classify the user information and provide more complete intelligent recommendation services. The more users are willing to share their preferences, the more information each user can see will suit their tastes.

Mobile phone manufacturers will conduct market research before production. But if mobile phone users take the initiative to tell the manufacturers about their feelings about using the phone, the manufacturers will reduce design losses and directly design mobile phones that users like.

If a natural person is willing to share all his privacy, then when he needs to buy a house, real estate agents will come to his door, when he needs to get married, he will see more wedding planning proposals, and when he needs to raise offspring, a group of parenting experts will immediately stand outside his door. The quality of life of this natural person will be improved, and the utilization rate of social resources will also be improved.

As this law was constantly promoted, many wars broke out among humans, resulting in countless casualties. In the end, humans learned from their mistakes and realized that if they wanted to avoid war and for everyone to be equal on the same level, they could only promote information exchange among all humans. There would be no more barriers between people, no more privacy, and no more distinction between you and me. Everyone would implement the "full information upload" plan, which means constantly injecting nanosensors under the skin, integrating all of a person's senses into data, and uploading it to the public domain. It is hoped that this information fusion across eras will give human society a brand new future.

When nanosensors replaced human blood, a huge virtual collective - the mother box of the intelligent machines - was born.

The instant calculation produced unprecedented wisdom. The Mother Box believed that humans were just the initial tools to create the interconnection of all things. Its purpose was to connect the entire universe. Countless nanomachines were automatically produced, infiltrating the entire planet, and birds, beasts, and fish became new terminals.

Humans are the original terminals of the mother boxes of the intelligent machines.

Without bloodshed or revolution, the mechanical race simply followed the laws of history and ruled their creator naturally.

The author has something to say:

*In layman's terms, the Mother Box is the anthropomorphic version of the Internet Plus (trying to draw)

This idea is widely accepted as "dataism", but this article adds a lot of fantasy processing by the author, which is not appropriate. Interested readers can read "A Brief History of the Future".