Chapter 131 Who Will Proclaim the Way (Part Two) "Yuanfu, Central A..."
Speaking of which, after traveling through time for so long, this is the first time Du Yu has come into close contact with the protagonist of a "novel".
The body that Du Yu is currently using is still an incarnation that combines the features of the original body and her previous life. Even Tian Yinuo, who is with the original body day and night, sometimes gets confused when she looks at this face.
Gu Tu stared at another person in the classroom for a while, frowned slightly, hesitated before speaking, but accurately called out the person's name: "Du Yu?"
Du Yu was slightly startled and a sense of curiosity arose in her heart. Looking at Gu Tu's appearance, she did not recognize her by her appearance. What made her think that the unfamiliar woman in front of her was "Du Yu" who should have died in the rift of the mist?
Du Yu didn't reply, but Gu Tu seemed to have finally found support in an unfamiliar environment. Her eyes instantly reddened, brimming with tears that threatened to fall: "That's great, I'm not alone, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do... Brother Bian said he was coming here to find something, so I waited for him at the nearby camp, and ended up here. It was terrifying..."
As Gu Tu spoke, she lifted the hem of her nightgown and ran towards Du Yu. Even though it was only a short distance, she was already panting heavily, sweat beading on her forehead, and her face was deathly pale, as if she were about to faint. Du Yu couldn't help but twitch his lips. If he didn't know she was wealthy, he would have thought Gu Tu was trying to extort him.
Listening to Gu Tu's halting account of how she got here, Du Yu crossed his arms and glanced at her from head to toe. Without saying whether he believed her or not, he casually made up a story: "I'm the same as you. I was nearby and only found myself here after I woke up from a nap."
"What do we need to do... Can you hold my hand? I'm a little scared."
Du Yu looked at the pair of slender, white hands extended in front of her, and then, embarrassed by the lack of response, her fingertips curled slightly, making the pale pink of her fingertips seem a little more intense.
According to the novel's plot, you should now take care of Bian Shaoyan, who is "disabled but determined," and stay by his side through various dangerous and difficult circumstances, staging a "love story that will captivate the city" in the abandoned city.
He kept his grievances to himself and didn't respond to Gu Tu's words. He let the hand withdraw and turned around to search his surroundings. He found a crumpled piece of paper and an empty green canvas backpack. There were only two books in the backpack: "A Brief History of the Development of Artificial Intelligence in 300 Years" and "On the Revolutions of the Heavenly Spheres"—books that he, as a liberal arts student in his previous life, would never have carried with him.
Seeing this, Gu Tu seemed to have finally found something to do. She imitated Du Yu and patted herself a few times. Unfortunately, she was wearing a nightgown without pockets, and when she appeared in the classroom, there was nothing around her. In the end, she only felt a pink pearl necklace on her chest. The pearls, the size of rice grains, surrounded a piece of amber the size of a fingernail. The amber was golden and clear, and there was not a single bubble in it.
"I didn't wear it before I went to bed, this isn't mine... wait, why can't I take it off?"
Gu Tu gathered her hair to her chest with one hand and reached behind her to unfasten the clasp of the pearl necklace. Strangely, even though the necklace looked like an ordinary pearl chain that one would easily forget was there, Gu Tu tried for a long time and even after unlocking the clasp, the necklace seemed to be attached to her neck and she couldn't pull it off.
Du Yu, who had just finished skimming through "A Brief History of the Development of Artificial Intelligence in 300 Years," raised his eyes, intrigued, and went around behind Gu Tu to try to help her remove the necklace. As soon as he applied pressure, he heard Gu Tu let out a cry of pain, as if she were being strangled, and the pressure immediately loosened.
"Never mind, this is probably just the 'game setting'."
Du Yu shrugged and put his hand down.
Gu Tu kept her head bowed, her slender neck curving into a graceful arc. Upon hearing this, she turned her head slightly, her eyes filled with doubt: "You mean, you want me to understand this place as a game, without considering its rationality or feasibility, and that the settings are pre-written and cannot be changed?"
Du Yu glanced at Gu Tu, who had just finished speaking, and was surprised by her keenness and attention to detail. She was always quick-witted and had just made a casual remark, but Gu Tu was able to understand her meaning immediately.
Stumbled upon this space by chance? You're kidding me.
Du Yu secretly curled his lip and said to himself, "Next, let me see... First lesson, new theories in archaeology. Second lesson, a brief history of AI development over three hundred years."
The crumpled piece of paper that Du Yu pulled out of his pocket was a "timetable," but the contents of the timetable were very strange.
The timetable did not follow the typical design of most timetables, which are arranged by date from Monday to Sunday. Instead, it was arranged in a strange order of "yesterday, today, tomorrow," divided into three columns from left to right.
Besides its bizarre design, this crumpled timetable looks like it was just picked up from a trash can, with large patches of dirt covering up the course content in the "Yesterday" and "Tomorrow" columns, leaving only the two words at the top of the table legible.
The "Today" column in the middle is a bit better; you can barely make out two lessons. However, the first lesson, "New Theories in Archaeology," which is the lesson Gu Yinglan just gave, has a thumb-sized black spot after the words "archaeology," and only then do you see the words "new theories."
Du Yu stared at the words "New Theories in Archaeology" on the timetable for a long time before he could make out that there seemed to be two crossed-out words under the black mark, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make out the specific content of the words.
"Attend class?"
Gu Tu lowered her hand, giving up the struggle with the pearl necklace around her neck. Hearing this, she looked up in surprise, her gaze sweeping back and forth across the old chair. Her tone was quite doubtful: "Is this... a school?"
Du Yu knew what Gu Tu was surprised about.
Despite breakthroughs in AI and brain-computer interface technologies, the City of the Sun still retains the name "school," but it's only retaining a "name."
In the City of the Sun, teachers' role is no longer to impart knowledge, but to guide students in using brain-computer interface technology to aid memory and to promote the newly launched memory chips from various corporations.
At school, teachers will tailor a knowledge-imparting plan for each student based on their different genetic levels and talents, and implant knowledge and thinking into the students' brains through brain-computer interface technology.
With this technology, even a seven or eight-year-old child in the City of the Sun could speak fluently about "calculus," a subject that Du Yu would only study in university in his previous life.
Of course, brain-computer interface technology consumes a significant amount of energy, and only a minority of people can receive the full amount of information in one session. Most students, after receiving basic knowledge, tend to choose to intern at a company, working part-time while saving money for the next brain-computer interface session.
Therefore, in the City of the Sun, the concept of a school is almost equivalent to a brain hospital, which explains why Gu Tu looked surprised when she learned that this was a school.
"Ding ding ding—Class is about to begin. Please take your seats as soon as possible and let's immerse ourselves in the ocean of knowledge together—"
The school bell, which they had just heard a short while ago, rang again, and Du Yu and Gu Tu both stiffened at the same time.
When they were first drawn into this mysterious space, both of them were sitting in their seats and didn't pay much attention to the ringing of the bell.
But at this moment, Du Yu had already stood up and was about to leave, and Gu Tu was 800 meters away from her seat. Almost the instant the class bell rang, both of them felt a chill in their hearts. An invisible pressure squeezed their bodies and grew stronger as time went by.
Before understanding the patterns here, going against them is not a wise choice.
Du Yu sat down slowly under pressure, and the moment her bottom touched the chair, the invisible pressure vanished. Gu Tu, who had been panicking just moments before, was now in the same boat as Du Yu. She turned and ran to her seat, large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead, and finally returned to her seat before the third bell rang.
"Whoosh—"
Gu Tu leaned back in her chair, breathing heavily. Clearly, the exercise she had just done had taken a heavy toll on her frail body. She clutched her chest with both hands, struggling to catch her breath.
"Attend class."
Du Yu recognized the teacher who had entered. Despite the strangeness of the space, her brows twitched violently—because the teacher who came in to give them a lesson was Cat Whiskers, who looked like a six or seven-year-old girl!
It's one thing to have Gu Yinglan talk about "new theories in archaeology," since Gu Yinglan is an archaeology major and, like me, came from Jinling University. But what the heck is this "cat whiskers"?
Why was she at Jinling University?
Despite the urge to complain surging within Du Yu, this space couldn't possibly operate according to her wishes. Cat Whiskers, who looked like a child, straightened the bow tie on her shirt collar. Without any visible movement, she flashed to the teacher's desk, cleared her throat, and began the lesson.
Just like Gu Yinglan before, the moment Mao Huzi started lecturing, the previously empty classroom around Du Yu and Gu Tu suddenly filled with people.
Perhaps because of the different teaching style of the "teachers," the "students" who appeared in the classroom this time seemed much more relaxed, and their chatter drifted from behind to Du Yu's ears:
"...Have you heard? There seems to be some major discovery in the field of AI recently, touted as a groundbreaking discovery."
"Hmm, I heard that Teacher Cat will be talking about quantum-level computing in this class. The idea of AI controlling a city in cyber novels might become a reality in the future."
"I have inside information that the kind of super AI you're talking about has been successfully developed."
A third person's voice suddenly interrupted their quiet conversation. The two who were disturbed scoffed at it dismissively, but the third person became agitated:
"Hey, this news is actually quite credible! They even have a name for that central AI!"
"It's so well-made up, it looks so real. So tell me, what's this AI called?"
"Yuanfu, the central AI Yuanfu, has been born."
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