Chapter 089 Artificial Intelligence Simulator

With the help of many parties, the interview three days later began quickly. The supervisor sent by Ji Xu sent a message before boarding the plane, diverting some of his energy from Tetris, which he had long been tired of playing. He rubbed his eyebrows, hacked into the camera of the conference room, turned on a small screen and hung it next to it. He played absent-mindedly while watching them mediate with each other.

Cooperation is not achieved overnight, and often requires a few days or even several years of confrontation. However, in an atmosphere where both parties seemed hesitant but were actually impatient, the cooperation was smoothly advanced in just half a week. On the afternoon of the day the contract was signed, a group of selected staff flew over and came to Ji Xu that evening, busily walking around with various instruments.

They were muttering something to themselves, with ecstatic looks on their faces.

Ji Xu paused the game with his chin in his hand. His eyes swept over the faces that he had only seen in resumes. When he saw their uncontrollable grins, some subtle emotions surged up in his heart.

You will cry later.

He thought mercilessly that all your salaries were earned by me stealing electricity and falsifying accounts. This is the point where anyone who knows about this will send him to cyber prison. It makes people suspect that this company actually has a Thunder God and Thunder Goddess who makes thunder all over the country.

The people who couldn't see his expression of pity were still carefully touching the metal on the operating table.

Ji Xu's current living environment does look very impressive. Smooth metal lines and messy but orderly network cables cover the entire room, spreading out from the gaps in the corners of the walls to connect the entire building. A honeycomb-style high-power cooler makes a buzzing sound nearby. Huge curved screens occupy three walls. As the assistant walked forward and pressed the start button, Saimu's two-dimensional paper eyes appeared on the screen.

It blinked, like a smooth animation.

The smooth, artificial sound source sounded normal and human: "How can I help you?"

Very good, his mentally retarded nature was not exposed!

The creator cheered himself up in his heart, looked around and smiled with satisfaction.

Everyone raised their heads, opened their eyes wide, opened their mouths unconsciously, and looked up at the pattern on the screen in shock. The scene from the science fiction movie really appeared before their eyes. No one could remain calm. Even he, who was standing in the middle of the crowd at this moment, couldn't help but show a sense of pride.

The following tests went surprisingly smoothly. Under the Creator's locked gaze, Saimu answered all the questions perfectly, and even did not make the bug of typing 'c' when he had nothing to do. It was so normal that it made him suspicious.

But not everyone understood the hidden purpose behind this collaboration. Most researchers were extremely excited. Some even grabbed the creator’s hands and couldn’t help shouting, “Miracle, miracle! This is a truly epoch-making product. It’s like a human being!!”

The creator nodded randomly, but a huge stone was lifted from his heart. He couldn't help muttering, "Of course it will suddenly turn into a moron and play tricks on you."

He broke free from the hands that were grabbing him and squeezed out of the noisy crowd with great effort. His suit was a lot messy. The assistant next to him immediately handed him the folder in his arms. The astronomical electricity bill on the paper made people dizzy at a glance, but when he thought that someone else would have a headache next, the creator could not help but gloat.

He raised his hand, and the room filled with discussions slowly quieted down.

Regardless of their mood, everyone put on a serious expression at this moment. They pretended to listen to their partners' talk in a serious manner: "I hope everyone can understand that it will cost a lot to support the birth of miracles. There are tens of billions of neurons in the human brain, and artificial intelligence also requires countless servers. Making them work will be our biggest difficulty so far."

Everyone nodded involuntarily. They were familiar with this step. After explaining the difficulties, the next step was to ask for money.

But they didn't understand the problem with this statement. Any new field developed is a money-eating beast. The fact that the other party has developed AI to this point on their own is already beyond everyone's expectations. Everyone can understand that they are eager to get people on board, but they have also looked at the research funding. Although it is a bit more, it is not unsustainable.

They looked at the creator in confusion, signaling him to hurry up and continue talking, as he was still hesitating over asking for money.

"It would be best if everyone understands," the creator couldn't help but grin. He coughed, and then almost immediately and impatiently announced to everyone, "Since we have reached a consensus, then according to the contract we just negotiated, the research and development funds will be split in half. We will provide technology for everyone to learn, and you will take full responsibility for the excess losses incurred by the artificial intelligence during its operation."

For example, electricity bills, electricity bills, and electricity bills.

His attitude of throwing away a hot potato made the supervisor jump. The weirdness in his heart accumulated more and more as the assistant distributed the folders to everyone. When he opened the file and saw the string of zeros on the bill, his eyes went dark. He felt as if his brain had been spun in a washing machine for several rounds before being stuffed back in, leaving but not completely leaving. Not only did he feel dizzy, but he also felt like water had entered his brain.

Not only him, the entire place was silent at this moment, with only deafening silence. Everyone stared at the bill as if they wanted to shoot through it.

Outrageous! This is outrageous!

It's so outrageous that it makes people wonder if the accountant has Parkinson's disease and has no money to pay for medical insurance and treatment.

In the long silence that seemed to freeze time, one of them held the bill, as if he had lost his soul, and raised his head in a trance and asked in a trance, "...when your company was doing the accounting...did you accidentally multiply the annual expenditure several times and put it in there?"

The creator was not so much making a convincing argument as he was almost unable to suppress his smile. He tried several times before he said seriously, "This is normal wear and tear."

He coughed a few times, and once again used all his strength to press down the corners of his mouth, and kindly yet hypocritically suggested, "You can call the local power grid at any time. Our company has always been their major customer, with the best service standards and 24-hour standby. Not to mention checking a detailed report, even if the entire city loses power, we will definitely be the first to be restored to rescue."

Nonsense! The supervisor who was sent to negotiate the contract pointed at him and was speechless, and was just about to slap the bill in his face.

If he were the person in charge of the local power grid, he would definitely live next to him every day to watch him rest, and would have a medical team on standby all day. Even if this guy died, he would find a way to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation and save him.

Obviously no one wanted to talk to the power grid's customer service. The supervisor pushed his chair away and paced back and forth in the room. He walked several laps before barely maintaining his sanity. He suddenly came back, grabbed a folder, and banged on the conference table.

"This bill—" He seemed to want to say something, but swearing was obviously not appropriate, so he opened and closed his mouth several times. He closed his eyes tightly, and his question at this moment seemed deafening. "Let me ask you one more thing, did you connect the wires to Mars? Is the power supply on Earth limiting your performance?!"

Brother, are you helping the global thunder gods and lightning goddesses to generate electricity?

Ji Xu, who was watching the live broadcast on a small screen, turned around silently after hearing this, picked up the Tetris game that he was almost vomiting from playing, and started playing again.

We're patching it up, and the gap will be filled soon.

The creator outside was still sneering with his arms crossed. He was in a great mood after getting rid of the hot potato. He looked at everyone with a strange tolerance and immediately rejected the hidden squeeze in the supervisor's words: "I said, a small price to pay for the birth of a miracle."

He slightly emphasized the word "miracle" and looked at the supervisor as if he was looking at an ignorant child. He shook his head and sighed: "I thought everyone could understand."

Bullshit! The supervisor was indignant. These electricity bills were only for one month. He couldn't even imagine what would happen after the end of this year.

Not to mention them, I guess the local power grid doesn't even dare to imagine it. At the end of the year, the people in charge of this city will gather around a table for a meeting. After they have checked the accounts, they will be surprised to find that the income from electricity bills alone this year can not only make up for all expenses, but even leave a lot left. I guess the finance department, who is worried to the point of losing hair every day, will sigh that they have never fought such a rich battle in their lives.

He is not being petty and has conspiracy theories, but could it be that this company is colluding with the local finance department and, under the guise of artificial intelligence, working together to defraud foreign companies of their money?

The supervisor had a heart attack when he thought about this, and his hands were shaking as he took out his phone to send a message.

On the other side, Ji Xu, who received the message, shifted his gaze, but he quickly moved it back and sent a short reply saying "everything is normal", then picked up the controller again. However, this time, his back while playing the game inexplicably carried a hint of determination to face death.

Really making up for it!!

"..."

Now that things have come to this, we're here and the contract has been signed. There's no way to cheat the other party, so let's find other ways to annoy them.

After receiving the boss's reply, the supervisor put down his phone and forced a ferocious smile: "I suddenly remembered that there are a few vague regulations that need to be discussed again, such as the naming rights."

He laughed twice, revealing a hypocritical business smile. "Our boss likes this AI very much. What I mean is..." He quickly restrained all his expressions and said gloomily, "No matter what it was called before, there will only be one name for internal testing and external release."