"That's the taste... I've actually forgotten what the best liquor tasted like before the Cataclysm, but this plastic bucket is filled with genuine, high-proof liquor... Forty years... I never thought that after forty years, I could actually drink real liquor again..."
Fei Changyuan closed his eyes and murmured in a trembling voice.
His body and voice maintained basically the same reaction, and were also shaking slightly, obviously trying hard to control the violent ups and downs of his emotions.
However, this effort to control his emotions seemed to be ineffective. After forty years, this sip of liquor full of memories and nostalgia really caused a huge mental shock to Fei Changyuan!
"Here are two large barrels of wine, each weighing ten kilograms. Mr. Fei, please drink first. After you've finished them all, I'll try to get you as much liquor as possible. I can't say if there's more, but at least I'll give you enough. There shouldn't be any problem. So don't be reluctant to drink. Drink as much as you want. But you're old after all, so for the sake of your health, it's best not to get drunk."
Chen Yan said with a smile.
The 4,000 yuan daily income he saw before coming here made him feel very good.
Just by copying a future fire book, one can get such benefits. In Chen Yan's opinion, the wasteland world can truly be called an inexhaustible treasure house.
Therefore, for the new companions he met in the wasteland world, Chen Yan is very willing to give them sufficient material protection as much as possible while ensuring their safety.
Fei Changyuan took a deep breath and finally controlled the urge to cry.
He opened his cloudy eyes again, looked at Chen Yan, and then bowed solemnly, "Thank you, thank you very much! For an old man like me, the life before the catastrophe was like a beautiful dream that is destined to never return.
Almost all my good memories are preserved there, but they are like bubbles, shattered at the first poke. I really didn't expect that at this stage in my life, I could still taste the real, unique flavor of the time before the apocalypse.
I've always thought that when I die, besides worrying about Rongrong and the others, my biggest regret will probably be not being able to have another sip of that drink for decades. Xiao Chen, this means a lot to me, thank you so much!
Hearing Fei Changyuan's sigh, Chen Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support Fei Changyuan and stopped him from continuing to bow to express his gratitude.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Fei, aren't you shortening my life? I've said it before, we need each other, so there's no need to be so polite. From now on, I'm also a member of our team, so naturally I have to contribute to the team to the best of my ability. Everyone for me, and I for everyone."
Fei Changyuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Everyone for me, and I for everyone? I haven't heard this slogan in years... Suddenly hearing it this way, it feels quite familiar..."
Chen Yan didn't say anything more and gave Fei Changyuan two large barrels of liquor and placed them in the corner of the basement.
I found that Fei Changyuan's eyes were always following the two large barrels of white wine, and I felt a little amused and helpless for a moment.
He is really an old child. Once people get older, they often return to their childishness.
"Mr. Fei, there's something I need to consult you about. I've discovered that the AI 'Hope' you gave me possesses exceptional learning abilities. And as it learns, it seems to be developing a very independent, anthropomorphic personality. I'm not sure...are there any risks involved?"
After putting the wine away, Chen Yan asked about the question of "hope".
Fei Changyuan finally pulled his eyes away from the wine barrel, a look of surprise on his face, and he asked in confusion, "'Hope' has begun to form an independent personality? How is this possible? In order for 'Hope' to form an independent personality and truly begin to anthropomorphize, it needs to be fed with an extremely large stream of data and information.
For Hope, the knowledge it can find is its food and nourishment. The greater the knowledge, the faster and more rapid its growth. But the problem is, there is no global network in today's world. Relying solely on the information stored in a local area network is unlikely to be enough for Hope to grow so quickly.
Fei Changyuan scratched his head, turned around and picked up the sensor again.
While using sensors to control the virtual screens, he continued, "Look, I'm writing a brand new auxiliary AI. It will take about a week to complete. The AI that is born by then will be stronger than the ones Rongrong and the others are currently using, but it won't be too much of a generation gap."
For the data analysis I frequently need now, it's more than sufficient. Hope, however, is different. Hope is true AI, and it will develop its own unique, anthropomorphic personality. This is an inevitable outcome. However, given the current state of the world, its development timeline would be measured in years.
If you, Xiao Chen, had stayed with us forever, relying solely on the knowledge I could provide to nourish Hope, then even after I died, Hope would be unlikely to develop an independent personality. However, Xiao Chen, you have a more powerful force behind you, so you can naturally provide more knowledge.
I had originally expected that in your hands, Hope would take about ten years to grow and develop into an independent, personified character, becoming your most reliable right-hand man. But it only took one day to accomplish that? This is truly beyond my expectations. Wait a moment..."
Fei Changyuan said this and used the sensor again to operate.
Chen Yan only felt that there were a dazzling array of data changes on those virtual screens, which made him feel a little dizzy.
After a long while, Fei Changyuan finally stopped.
He pointed at the virtual screen and said, "I've roughly extrapolated the data, and this is the result. Your concerns are unnecessary, as AI's underlying logic dictates that it must obey user commands."
"Hope" does possess a certain degree of autonomy, but this autonomy can only be achieved if it absolutely does not negatively impact you. The underlying logic of Hope won't allow it to go against your will. Do you understand?"
Chen Yan thought for a moment and said, "You mean, if Hope ever goes against my will, it will crash and become 'dead' in a sense?"
Fei Changyuan nodded and said, "That's right, that's the truth."
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