Chapter 992： : The era of artificial intelligence! (Six K words!)

Marklev read the comments one by one, and he found that his little head couldn't keep up with the thinking of netizens.

For example, some people say that the era of robots has come!

"If the savior company uses this artificial intelligence as the brain, then it can control hundreds of thousands of robot armies, and further research on their technology, facial sense and body touch sense. Do you think that the future robots will be just Is it just an iron bump? Maybe, it will have a girlfriend more than your girlfriend." - Essence post!

This has been refined, and many people commented below, thinking that this is the future thinking of the savior company, and some even joked, "No one will quarrel with you, and they will not dislike you because you play games at home. Life, isn't it good?"

Marklev is still a child. Of course, he still doesn’t know the “conflicts and contradictions” in the relationship between men and women. What he wants to know is whether the future teacher will be a robot or a virtual character?

Sure enough, I saw a "partner" who thought the same as me under the post.

"I think artificial intelligence is obvious. Maybe in the future we will be able to communicate with doctors and teachers face to face while sitting at home. Isn't that better? Technology can change our lives. Most importantly, I don't want to discourage my teachers. Cerebral thrombosis, the teacher is over 60 years old, he is very angry every time he sees me, I am really worried about him, he fell down when he was walking, hit by a bicycle, electrocuted while fishing..." Behind this is a lot of things that don't need to be elaborated This seems to be the right way to die, but there is always something wrong.

Marklev commented on this news, thought it over, wrote and deleted it, and finally left only one sentence, "Me too!"

Me too!

Marklev studied in that kind of noble school, but he also upholds the fine traditions of the old bear period, and still has that kind of military style, which is commonly known as military training. Of course, their military training levels are different, five kilometers, ten kilometers , obstacle running, shooting, etc. This is why Maklev can go to school with a gold AK. Of course, there is a sign at the school gate: No grenades!

That teacher is also from the army, maybe because he has a thicker nerve, he likes to do name calling, for example, he likes to do some personal work during class time, for example, he likes to research and develop landmines.

I always feel that Da Mao's landmines are too outdated now. I want to develop a new type of landmine. I also like to discuss with my classmates and occasionally do some "small experiments". Marklev is afraid that he will be careless.

Oh!

Sacrifice.

So he hopes that the teacher is a "normal person". Don't you think the virtual projected characters are cool? Most disputes are resolved.

Most importantly, the Savior Company (Yahoo) revealed on its official account that artificial intelligence is being installed on the exoskeleton, and it is very likely that real super soldiers will appear in the future!

Design drawings have also appeared online.

The metal industrial punk black wearable exoskeleton is also equipped with a helmet, which looks like a small Gundam. It has undergone great changes on the original basis, but Marklev was attracted by it at a glance.

"According to our test judgment, the future model can give ordinary adults a certain increase in physical fitness, able to survive in various complex situations, and the helmet connector is accompanied by a global rescue guide, call system and positioning. In less than two hours, the Savior Company will be able to send a team to arrive..."

Immediately, Maklev began to fantasize in his little head, wearing an exoskeleton lying among the blood-soaked corpses, his desire to survive made his eyes widen, and when reinforcements wearing the same clothes arrived...

"This is so cool!" he couldn't help exclaiming.

Children's fantasies are always full of blood and shame. Everyone wants to be a hero, but everyone doesn't want to die.

The Savior Company has made a lot of scientific and civilian explanations for the role of AI, and even told everyone that the name of this smart phone is "Irene". Of course, buyers can also name it according to their own preferences.

The pre-sale period is about April 1998. However, reservations have been accepted now, but asset review is required.

"There are still more than three months!" Maklev counted the time with his fingers helplessly. He couldn't wait to get this toy.

As for the savior company, is there any suspicion of bragging?

Sir, it's almost the 21st century now, do you need to brag about how awesome the Savior Company is?

People who have used it say it is good, men say it is long, women call it beautiful, and children call it awesome, it is a bit bad, and the price is too expensive.

Marklev responded with great excitement.

Gold AK: "It's amazing, I think I'll have to buy 20 more because I love it!"

His name, accompanied by the level 9 logo on his profile picture, quickly attracted many people to leave messages, many of whom were envious, but there were also some people who left comments below with sour water.

Kennedy's brain hole: "Hehe, are you kidding? There are more than 20 sets. Some things can't be bought with money. You can't get them with money. I have a friend who is inside the Savior company. He said that they have Going to limit purchases."

purchase limit?

Marklev was taken aback, and the innocent boy panicked immediately, and immediately resumed typing with his fingers.

Gold AK: "In this way, my more than 20 houses in the UK, France and the United States will not be able to house artificial intelligence? No! This is not possible, I have to call and ask."

These words made those melon-eating people who replied also feel a shock, brother, do you know what you are talking about?

Kennedy's brain hole: "???"

The three question marks should be his last stubbornness.

In an apartment in Paris.

A man with eyes about the size of an oil barrel was holding a bottle of Pepsi. When he saw the words posted by Marklev, he felt a little sour. He really wanted to **** him off for pretending to be rich, but he looked at the representative of level 9. The avatar of the distinguished user, the anger that was brought up was instantly removed.

After replying with three question marks, I closed the post.

Out of sight out of mind.

Seeing that the other party didn't reply, Maklev muttered twice, and at this moment, he heard the sound of laughing and laughing from downstairs. He understood that his father had come out, pushed away the chair, trotted to the stairs, stood on it and watched secretly.

A common face of the Eastern Slavs, sharp eyes, and a particularly conspicuous big nose, tall and straight, with a casual smile, this is Marklev’s father Nikkor, and he is talking with a man, standing behind him Hosea, who also saw Maklev, smiled and nodded at him, signaling him not to disturb.

Marklev nodded. He vaguely heard a few words spoken by the other party, but he couldn't figure out how to connect them together. He poked his head to hear more, but made a noise when he didn't pay attention.

The people below raised their heads at the same time, and when they saw Marklev, Nicole smiled and recruited him to come down, and the former came down with his head down and a muffled smile.

"This is Uncle Grote." Nicole said, pointing to the man beside him.

Marklev yelled sweetly, and the other party also smiled and patted his head, looking easy to get along with, which made him gradually let go of his courage.

Nickel looked at his only son with a smile and asked, "What are you doing hiding on it? Why didn't you hug the computer all the time today?"

"Father." Marklev glanced at Grote, paused and said, "I want to ask if you know the phone number of Mr. Nicholas? Can you call him for me and ask, when will Irene go on sale? "

Nicole was a little puzzled, but Grote next to him said, "Nicholas? From the Savior Company?"

"You know? Uncle Grote." Maklev's eyes lit up and he was very happy. It was like meeting someone with the same interests. People with the same hobbies can easily arouse the favor of both parties.

Grote nodded and smiled, "I'm afraid there is no one in this world who doesn't know Nicholas." He didn't say a word, "He just rejected my offer!"

Of course, this is his adult business, so naturally he doesn't need to tell the children.

This is Grote Coppert Loverose!

He's in Moscow, and he's clearly on good terms with Nicole.

In fact, he is also responsible for the task of "absorbing new members" in the Presbyterian Church, that is, absorbing "new funds". After all, what the Superman organization needs to study is beyond the current basic science, and experiments need money. They alone Nearly 2 billion U.S. dollars are invested in the headquarters of the Alps every year!

This money seems to be wasted every year, who can bear it?

Grote felt that it would be better to give up this bottomless pit, but he was also a little unwilling. He had already invested for so long, and if he was a little bit more stupid, he might be just one step away from success?

I still have luck in my heart.

Nicole, a new tycoon, is naturally on the list. The main reason is that their ancestors have a relationship in the 18th century. This is what Grote heard from a certain "legend". Taking it out can also narrow the distance between the two sides. .

As long as there is a relationship of interest, your son once urinated in front of my house, it is a rope that can be connected, especially for their identity, as long as they are not embarrassed at the beginning, they will let nature take its course later.

Grote bent down, touched Maklev's head, and asked about why he contacted Nicholas, and what was Irene?

"Irene is the artificial intelligence that the savior company will sell, that is the kind..." Marklev thought for a while, frowned, and wanted to summarize it with his own thoughts, "a computer that can talk!"

Grote and Nicole had question marks on their heads. Seeing that they were at a loss, Maklev said anxiously, "Uncle, I'll show you. It's on the computer."

It's like a kid who wants to share his joy with his friends.

Nicole: "Marklev, don't be so rude."

"It's okay, your son is very cute, and I also want to see what big news Nicholas makes again." Grote said with a smile, "We only talked for two hours, and it seems that the outside world is changing. "

Nicole also felt curious, glanced at his son, and nodded slightly, "I really should know more."

Seeing that his father let go, Maklev hurriedly took the two to his room, showed them the web page on Yahoo, and sat down to help them click on the video.

The video, which is less than a minute in total, runs out quickly.

"Play it again," said Grote.

Marklev glanced at him. Although he didn't understand, he played it again obediently. Looking carefully at this strange "uncle" from the corner of his eye, he saw that the expression on the face of the other party had gradually changed from being dazed at the beginning. To doubt, tension, unbelievable...

Marklev likes to see the facial changes of the other party. It is so interesting and resonates with people. It turns out that I am not the only one who is so stupid!

"This should...not be true?" Nichol stood at the back. He is also a sensible person. Of course he knows how much impact this kind of artificial intelligence will bring to the world order, and he also understands how the Savior Company will evolve with this kind of thing. What a terrifying power it will erupt when it becomes a behemoth!

He couldn't believe it, or rather he didn't want to believe it.

People who have received elite education understand better what is unfolding in it.

In essence, artificial intelligence is a simulation of the information process of human thinking.

The simulation of human thinking can be carried out in two ways. One is structural simulation, which imitates the structural mechanism of the human brain to create a "human brain-like" machine.

The second is functional simulation, temporarily ignoring the internal structure of the human brain, and simulating from its functional process. The emergence of modern electronic computers is the simulation of the thinking function of the human brain, and the simulation of the information process of the thinking of the human brain.

Nicole still remembers this passage. When he was in school, his computer major tutor said so.

The other party even concluded that within the next hundred years, artificial intelligence will be in the stage of "mentally retarded", and "mentally retarded" is synonymous with them. According to the savior company, their AI has been able to replace human beings in addition to emotions. labor.

This is impossible!

Grote didn't reply to his words, and frowned. He wanted to find out some clues from it, but the video was too short to see anything, and he also wanted to take it as a joke, although it's not yet time for fools. Festival.

"Father, don't you have Mr. Nicholas's phone number? Wouldn't it be enough to just call and ask?" Makelev made a suggestion, and he was a little ready to move. He had good things for Nicholas.

That is definitely a man who can "magic", and he has brought too many surprises to the world.

Grote's eyes lit up when he heard the words, yes, why didn't he just ask?

He glanced at Nicole, who immediately understood, "Go to my study."

"I..." Marklev raised his hand and wanted to participate, but the two adults left quickly, directly killing the donkey with their heavy faces, so that he didn't dare to express his opinions later, so he could only Say a few words in a complaining tone.

Even children have to coax words like that.

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Somalia. Mogadishu, Chief Office.

Tang Dao sat in his office, making a cup of coffee quietly, and enjoying life slowly. The sunlight coming in from the window shone on his body, giving him a warm feeling, which made people feel comfortable.

Moreover, he asked the secretary to turn off the private phone!

Of course he is aware of the discussion caused by artificial intelligence on the Internet. Mister has already told him that there are nearly 50 calls to him within an hour. Think about it, with his identity, he can call him directly. They must be people of the same status. What does this mean?

The power of influence on the Internet has gradually begun to affect real life.

Tang Dao just asked Mister to release some information, such as: The research on artificial intelligence of the Savior Company is far more than the current point, and there are even breakthroughs in bionics. The characters in sci-fi movies with transparent bodies and rich facial expressions are no longer It's legend, and companies are looking for, ways to add "mood."

The savior company wants to make a "tool!" that can completely replace human beings

When Mist heard what the boss taught him, he hesitated a little, and even asked, "Boss, this shouldn't be true, right?"

He, the global president of the savior company on the surface, was also frightened by the boss's "words". He was only in charge of business matters, and he knew nothing about research and development. Tesla's existence and identity were only known to him. .

Moreover, the company's R&D department has more than dozens of institutions around the world. If you want to understand what's going on in them one by one, how can Mister have the energy? That is to say, Tang Dao is relatively "empty" now, and he cares more about the research of this kind of thing.

Tang Dao told him to rest assured, "The more exaggerated, the more they don't believe it, and they can confuse the public."

What he has to do is to make the outside world, including those hooligans, doubt, or even think too much, and then some organization funds will enter the market, and he will be able to start cutting leeks for a while.

Mister also expressed his understanding, and he knew it in his heart.

Tang Dao just sat on the Diaoyutai in this way, watching Hearst United Industrial Department, R&D Department and more than a dozen related departments discuss the plan that they came up with in four or five days in the office.

These four or five days are relatively fast. After all, the executives of the Savior Company understand that Tang Dao doesn't like people who slack off, so everyone maintains enough energy. Anyone can see that the benefits of working with the company are getting more and more , who would make trouble for himself at this time?

Hearst could not wait to meet 23 hours a day.

After making many plans repeatedly, and after in-depth discussions, a bill was made, and Tang Dao was very satisfied with it.

In the pilot project of Elpis, the main pillar industries remain unchanged, and we will start with some others, but first we must change "Irene" to a new home, and then program a certain farm or industrial street that needs to be piloted, as well as research and develop equipment. The machinery and so on, this is a big deal.

Under the opinion letter, I hope to invest in some to test the waters first.

Tang Dao is very satisfied with Hearst's ability, and thinks this opinion letter is not bad, but there is one point, it is a bit sloppy, the whole article is full of caution, and the whole word is careful, for fear that if you take too big a step, you will get into trouble .

However, Elpis's foundation was originally weak, and it was brought up by the company's forced blood transfusion. As long as there is enough money, an elevator can be installed for you in the Himalayas.

Tang Dao picked up the pen and gave instructions, directly investing 300 million U.S. dollars for renovation, and then spending a few hundred million first.

The opinion letter was completely filled by him, so he could only write something in the space on the back. As a leader, I like to write a few more words.

After finishing writing, Tang read it again, then picked up the phone, pressed a shortcut key, and it rang, "Come in."

"Okay, sir."

Ten seconds after I hung up the phone, the secretary came in, stood in front of the table, and stood very stiffly. Tang Dao handed her the letter of opinion, "Give it to Mr. Hurst, and ask him to make changes according to my instructions. , don’t show it to me, let the relevant departments coordinate directly.”

The secretary took it with both hands, took it well, glanced at the boss, and slowly exited the office. Just as he was about to close the door carefully, Tang Dao said again, "Did you get any calls?"

This is not just referring to my own private phone call, someone must have figured out a way.

The secretary said, "Our office received 17 calls, but you said not to disturb you, so you didn't transfer them. However, we have recorded who they are."

"Then show me." Tang Dao said with a smile, he felt like a mischievous clown, manipulating some people's heartstrings, this feeling is very cool!

He has always been a very proactive person, hoping to keep the choice in his own hands.

The secretary responded, walked out of the office, and trotted to the secretary's office not far from the next door. There were four or five people sitting in it. When they found their colleagues and got their things, they ran back again. They were all out of breath after such a short distance.

When I handed it to the boss, his face was still red and his heart was still beating.

Typical lack of exercise.

Tang Dao took it over, glanced at her, and said with a smile, "You have to exercise now." He just said it casually, and stopped talking, but in the secretary's ears, it became another word, "You This is not good, the physique is too weak, how about sending it to the umbrella company for exercise?"

The boss is a fart, and he will die in a hurry, let alone a casual sentence It is easy to make people think wildly.

Of course, Tang Dao didn't know about these things. He looked at the list very carefully.

Old friends can be seen above.

There are old faces such as Sony and Nokia, but there are also many new faces, including Samsung, Glencore and even Wal-Mart!

The retail department store you think, he doesn't just sell some daily necessities, you know, in many areas, they also sell guns and ammunition, and they have a license from the Rifle Association.

When you go in for a stroll, there may be a strong man holding your hand, "Sir, bring me a rifle, it's very cheap, discounted!"

The arms industry has begun to involve like this. Think about it, if Mr. Tang doesn't want to change, will the business be easy to do?

The competition is too great. Those who sell mobile phones start to sell missiles, and those who sell sanitary napkins sell bullets. Damn, times have changed.

And Wal-Mart came to the door because it really couldn't sit still.

Light sabers and exoskeletons are not on the shelves of the other party. The savior company has a monopoly in Europe, and Wal-Mart wants to "suck some blood" on it.

It seems that the savior company is also quite concerned.

Tang Dao also felt satisfied.

He nodded, put the list on the side, looked up, saw the secretary still standing, startled, crossed his hands, and asked with a smile, "Is there anything else?"

"Boss... I... will start running tomorrow!" The secretary almost cried.

"???"

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