Tong Ling slowly opened her eyes.

The feeling on her back was like hot sand.

She struggled to get up and looked around.

The first thing that caught her eye was a pale blue ocean.

Tong Ling was completely confused.

She was clearly in the warehouse conducting a coordination test on T100, so how did she wake up in this place?

Where's T100?

Where's the instructor?

Where's me...?

What exactly happened just now?

Tong Ling recalled carefully that she had just placed her palm on the nerve connection board, and then she lost consciousness in an instant, as if her thoughts were pulled away.

Then she turned into a small boat in a storm, flying and drifting involuntarily, until it seemed to be torn apart, her consciousness broke into pieces, and then sank into darkness.

Human thinking is a very strange existence.

Tong Ling's quantum storm of thoughts had been torn into countless scattered fragments, scattered in various corners of the T100 database, but her consciousness was able to jump over the barriers of the T100 database architecture, connect with each other, and reassemble into a complete human thought.

Tong Ling took a long time to figure out her situation.

She was sinking into the quantum consciousness sea of ​​T100.

What she had to do now was to find the intelligence core of T100 in this ocean, and the control valve was also there.

Then, according to the instructions of the tutorial, she tried to input a simple tutorial-type preset program, and finally let T100 perform a series of simple demonstration-type basic actions, and then re-refined her consciousness and released it.

It sounds simple, but the problem is that she is on a virtual island. Not to mention the intelligence core, she doesn't even see any signs of modern human technology.

This is simply a pitifully small deserted island with no people, and you can reach the edge in two steps.

Looking around, the entire virtual space is nothing but the island, the sea and the sky.

Even the most talented people would be like a cow gnawing on a pumpkin in this situation.

Fortunately, the first master of quantum intelligence, the sage Chen Feng, once said something.

"As long as it is artificial intelligence, no matter how complex its calculation method is, how many chaotic variables there are, and how much it looks like human thinking, there must be rules to follow."

When Chen Feng expressed this view, it triggered a controversy that lasted for hundreds of years.

After all, there are still many scholars in this field who believe that the quantum entanglement between the spin states of phosphorus nuclei in the human brain is not that complicated and can theoretically be simulated by artificial objects.

There will always be crazy people in the world who dream of becoming God, and it is the same in any era.

But hundreds of years have passed, and more and more facts have gradually proved the accuracy of Chen Feng's judgment.

In fact, Chen Feng didn't say the second half of his words.

"Mastering the laws means mastering artificial intelligence."

But later this sentence was realized and added by others, and now it has become the truth that supports Tong Ling.

So she did not give up hope. After a brief confusion, she found a cool shade, sat down cross-legged, and then began to recall the T100 manual in her mind.

Three days later...

Chen Feng looked at the synchronization summary information in silence.

Three days had passed, and Tong Ling was still trapped in the T100 system. She had not become a Broken One, but she had not found the Wisdom Core.

Chen Feng really wanted to remotely activate the full resonance to see what was going on inside.

But he had to hold back.

If he activated the resonance, the storm that would be set off instantly would tear Tong Ling into pieces.

"Just wait patiently. Anyway, if she's gone, we can continue to wait for the next one. There are so many people in the Empire. From the perspective of probability, your final success rate is 100%."

​​"Come on. God knows how long we have to wait. By the way, what's the status of my clone technology? Do I still have a chance to recover my body?"

"It has failed 1,630,000..."

"Stop, I just need to know that the result is failure."

Chen Feng covered his forehead.

Since about three or four years ago, he has had a vague worry in his heart. If he lives to the 31st century in the form of quantum intelligence this time, there may be some unexpected changes in his "rebirth".

He wants to prepare early.

Including T100 and physical cloning, they are all part of his strategy.

Before the birth of T100, Chen Feng had actually tried many times to use himself as the quantum intelligence core to directly control the armor.

But his thinking body could only be placed on the Cetus black hole.

The armor's intelligent core could not carry it, so he could only set up an auxiliary intelligence in the armor and give orders remotely to achieve indirect control.

But after repeated tests countless times, Chen Feng found that there was a delay.

He and the auxiliary intelligence could only communicate through the quantum network.

His orders needed to be transmitted through the network, which took time, although it was short, but it was necessary.

At the same time, it took longer for the auxiliary intelligence to read his orders, respond, and finally take action.

The combination of these two periods of time made Chen Feng's control miserable.

But he finally found a way.

He would first copy his own memories into the armor to form a virtual personality.

The reason why the so-called adaptive combat instruction set of T100 takes up such a huge storage space is actually here.

Of course, this virtual personality did not completely inherit all of Chen Feng's memories, and it could not hold them.

I just grasped some key points and built a fulcrum around Chen Feng's personality.

Most of the information needs to be calculated in real time around the fulcrum.

Then, Chen Feng used the quantum resonance between himself and the virtual personality to form a telepathic connection similar to that of twins, and directly transmitted his thoughts to the virtual personality. Only in this way can there be no delay.

But the problem is that the virtual personality is not him after all, and it is not even a person.

This kind of resonance is very unreliable, and it often breaks the link or misunderstands the meaning.

Often when Chen Feng says A, the resonance on the other side thinks of B.

This is why T100 often makes a fool of himself.

Every time Chen Feng restores the connection afterwards and searches what T100 just did, he is also quite speechless.

So although T100 already has Chen Feng as a "pilot", he and Fanxing both think that another auxiliary pilot should be arranged for T100 to reduce the error rate as much as possible.

After a long time of selection from hundreds of trillions of people, Tong Ling was finally selected.

Chen Feng really didn't want to lose this key candidate again.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Tong Ling's body has been put into the nutrient warehouse in the warehouse.

Finally, on this day, Tong Ling slowly opened her eyes.

When the instructor who was giving a lecture to others received the news, he was so excited that he covered his face and cried on the spot.

He almost thought that his rash decision had ruined this lovely little girl.

Chen Feng and the instructor read Tong Ling's operation records almost at the same time.

During the past month, she was at a loss on the isolated island at first, and then read the operation manual for the third time, trying to find a solution, but still got nothing.

She lay on her back on the sand, almost giving up, thinking that she had become a broken person, destined to be trapped here forever until everything disappeared. She

stared at the sky blankly, her mind open and full of random thoughts.

Suddenly, she found that the clouds flowing in the sky were a little strange.

The overlapping layers of clouds stopped and moved from time to time, and the tracks drawn in the sky were connected in her mind.

She felt that the tracks of the clouds were like a net that could catch fish.

After a long time, the net in her "eyes" became clearer and clearer, and Tong Ling began to count the grids.

As she counted, she suddenly screamed.

"Isn't this the Go that the ancient sage liked?"

Yes, Tong Ling discovered that this was a Go board.

Thanks to the ancient sage Chen Feng's inexplicable preference for Go, although not many people like this ancient form of entertainment now, it has not disappeared from people's memory.

The longer she observed, the more she discovered.

More tracks accumulated, and the white and black pieces on the board gradually formed by the white clouds and the holes in the blue sky.

Tong Ling did not understand Go.

She pondered for a long time and only realized that it was as if two people were playing against each other.

But the game seemed to stop.

One of the parties did not know how to place a piece.

In fact, by this time, Tong Ling had already grasped the key point.

This is the endgame of a chess game.

Tong Ling began to try to understand the chess game in her mind and drew it on the beach with a wooden stick.

When she finally won the black piece with the white piece in the endgame, the wisdom core appeared in front of her in the form of a chessboard.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng was stunned.

Although he had controlled T100 many times, he really didn't know that the concrete manifestation of the T100 core was actually a chessboard.

Fanxing: "It seems that you really like playing chess. Just admit it."

Chen Feng: "Shut up! Now I can finally intervene in the war. This is a very serious matter. You better restrain yourself!"