Ye Fengliu followed Bernard to the bottom floor of the Fangshan Control Center by elevator escorted by many security personnel of the Security Department, and the elevator displayed B83.

When the elevator door just opened, Ye Fengliu subconsciously took a step back, and just as he wondered why he did this, a large amount of fishy black water poured in from behind the open elevator door.

Ashley, the head of security, wrinkled his nose as he opened the safety of the submachine gun, "The cooling system has been down for weeks, it tastes great, I suggest you follow closer." ”

Walking through an abandoned empty hall, passing through an old-fashioned surveillance sand table that had been closed, and finally opening a heavy electronically controlled iron door, in Bernard's constant complaints, Ye Fengliu found that he had found the source of the smell.

In this huge abandoned warehouse, countless receptionists of men, women, old and young stood neatly and crowded in this dark space, the only common feature was that they were all naked, but the light was too dim, and their pale silhouettes could only be faintly seen where there was no light source.

"Why hasn't anyone repaired the refrigeration equipment here?" Bernard clutched his nose and continued to complain.

"There are a lot of other priorities for the maintenance department, and there's no one else to complain about the situation here but you."

"Well, of course no one else will complain, I'm afraid no one else will want to come here except Dr. Ford." Bernard snorted coldly.

"By the way, Mr. Bernard, why is Dr. Ford here?" Ye Fengliu interjected.

"People always have unique hobbies as they get older," Bernard said, "Dr. Ford's hobby is to come here every day and talk to his old friends." That's why he insisted on storing these old-fashioned receptionists, who were no longer needed. ”

"Yes, these guys should have been destroyed a long time ago." Ashley glanced warily from side to side.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the front, "Respect...... Wear white shoes...... Target...... Lady! The voice was strange and mechanical.

Ashley hurriedly raised his gun nervously, but was stopped by Bernard, "Unless you want to kill the boss." ”

"You guys go out, Mr. Ye Fengliu and I will go in." Bernard waved his hand to signal Ye Fengliu to follow, and then took the lead in walking forward.

Seeing that Ashley and the other security personnel immediately retreated to the big iron gate with relief, Ye Fengliu had no choice but to follow behind Bernard.

Walking through the sea of naked people and entering a glass-walled room, Ye Fengliu saw a spirited white-haired old man chatting with an unusually pale old cowboy opposite him. Ye Fengliu's intuition told him that this white-haired old man was the current CEO of this Western Paradise, Dr. Ford, and this was probably the first place where Western Paradise was used to work.

Dr. Ford obviously knew about Ye Fengliu and Bernard's arrival, but he didn't react in the slightest, and still chatted with the old cowboy about some inexplicable topics.

"It doesn't matter if you can't keep it clear, at least she's still there," the old cowboy said, holding his glass, one of his fingers pointing at Ford.

"A toast to that." Ford spoke, his voice low and magnetic.

The old cowboy took a sip of the wine in the glass, and his mouth made a smacking sound characteristic of the old drunkard, "The classic whiskey tastes different from before." ”

"Nothing compares to the past." Ford agreed.

"Yes, so are people, I've seen a few battles," said the old cowboy, raising his glass and draining it from his glass, "more than you think," and he began to pour himself a bottle.

"Have a drink for the lady in white shoes." The old cowboy raised his glass again.

When the old cowboy said this again, Ye Fengliu naturally began to recall the lady in white shoes in his memory after entering the Eastern World, the heroine Dorothy counted one, and so did Maeve, the black beauty in the tavern, although the memory was more about their charming body curves.

"Maybe we should make a toast to a deep, dreamless sleep." Ford also raised his glass and drank with the old cowboy. Then the old cowboy kept that position and stopped moving, as if he was contemplating something.

"Old Bill is a good listener, he is the second receptionist we made," Ford suddenly turned to Ye Fengliu and Bernard and said: "Thirty years, I have talked to every old receptionist here, Old Bill is the last, I almost forgot that he was here." Luckily I found him again. ”

"Put yourself away again, Bill." Ford said happily to the old cowboy.

When the old cowboy heard this, he moved slowly and walked towards the wall.

"I saw the new pose, 'contemplation', which is beautiful." Bernard was pleasantly surprised: "Your progress from then to now is really amazing. ”

By this time, Bill was lying on an iron bed by the wall. Ye Fengliu was surprised to find that it should be a morgue bed, because Old Bill had already gotten into the body bag on the bed by himself, and then zipped it from the inside.

"That's fine." Ford looked at Bill's movements with a lonely expression on his face, "But you should know why I came to you, right?" Our creation has been a bit of a bad thing lately, and you haven't figured out the mistake yet? It's not like you, Bernard. ”

Ford had a playful look on his face, "Unless you found it, and you're just embarrassed because something went wrong." ”

"It's the coded 'contemplation' you added," Bernard hesitated, "with some ......"

"Wrong!" Ford continued, "Are you embarrassed by that word?" There is no need for this, human beings are the product of trillions of mistakes, evolution has created all life in the world, using only one tool, wrong! ”

"We don't need to have two receptionists," Bernard quietly changed the subject with a heavy face, "You taught me how to make them, but you didn't say how hard it is to turn them off!" ”

"You can't play God without being familiar with demons," Ford said, "what you and I are doing is too complicated, what we do is magic, and we can only truly create life in chaos if we firmly believe in our mission." ”

Bernard smiled when he heard this, "I thought the methods we used were more disciplined, and I think self-deception is also a law of natural evolution. ”

"Indeed," Ford nodded, "but we're free from evolution now, aren't we?" We can cure any disease, keep the weakest alive, and one day we may be able to bring the dead back to life. ”

"Do you know what that means? It means that we are at the end of evolution, and this is where we are at our best. Ford looked yearning. It also means that you have to tolerate my occasional mistakes, because to get there, we have to get more. ”

Ford smiled meaningfully at Bernard, "You go back first, and now I'm going to talk to our Mr. Ombudsman alone." ”

Bernard smiled meaningfully when he heard this, and then turned away silently.

"I know you or what you're here for," Ford shifted his gaze to Ye Fengliu's eyes.

Ye Feng flu reached the inexplicable pressure, and secretly said in his heart that this is definitely one of the big bosses in this novice plot world, I don't know why I can meet it just after entering the plot world, I must deal with it carefully, otherwise it will be the consequence of getting a bento in minutes.

"Oh." Ye Fengliu made up his mind that if he couldn't say it, he wouldn't say it, and when he had to, he would say less.

"Don't tell me you're here at this time, it's just a routine," Ford's smile vanished, "The Ombudsman sent by the Board of Directors is to the Eastern World every year on the first of July, and you are three days early,"

"I'm sure you've seen that there have been some problems with the park's receptionists during this time," Ford said, "but that's just a normal phenomenon caused by the new program update." Three days later, when my new plot line and receptionist's new program are fully updated, there will be no more problems. ”

Ye Fengliu nodded.

"I know that there is a new shareholder in the company, who has acquired most of the shares in Eastern World, and wants to take my place. But they can't do without me now," Ford smiled confidently, "and when the Eastern World is updated as I envisioned, they won't be able to do without me even more." ”

"They're just businessmen who smell of copper," Ford's face was a little angry, "and I wanted to do something different, we were making history and changing the future,"

"Actually, I created this park with a partner," Ford said, reminiscing, "and we've been working together here for three years." ”

'He'd love for us to take him out of memory and I didn't stop him, his name is Arnold.'

"It was a wonderful time, there were no guests, no board. We are purely creating. ”

The receptionist passed the Turing test after the first year, but Arnold was not satisfied. He's not interested in appearance or intelligence, he wants real things, he wants to create consciousness. ”

"He uses the 'dichotomy mind' theory as a blueprint to build artificial intelligence, and the receptionist treats the programmer as an inner voice, hoping that after a long time, he will have his own voice, which is considered an exercise of consciousness."

"But Arnold didn't take two things into account, the first is that at this base, no one wants the receptionist to be conscious."

"The second is that there is a group of receptionists who think their minds are the voice of God and become insane. So we abandoned this practice, and the only thing we kept was to control them with our voices. ”

"As good as Arnold is, I don't think he understands the vision of the place enough, he is completely absorbed in the creation of the receptionist's consciousness, he sees something that does not exist...... I know him, he does things very, very carefully. ”

"However, in the end, he died in this place, which is a pity. Mr. Ye Fengliu, do you agree with Arnold's idea? Should the receptionist be aware of herself? ”

Hearing this, Ye Fengliu felt a chill in his back, and he intuitively felt that his answer would affect his fate, but there was no way to escape.

"I think his idea is wrong," Ye Fengliu knew he was lying, but he chose to trust his instincts, "We can't touch the realm of God at will. ”

"So," Ford put on a meaningful smile again, "Mr. Ye Fengliu, you are an excellent young man, you still have a long way to go, I believe you will make the right choice." Okay, you can go back, I still need to think about something here. ”

Ye Fengliu nodded with a smile when he heard this, and then turned around and left.

"By the way," Ford said suddenly, "don't worry, I have one more word." ”

Ye Fengliu stopped with difficulty.

Ford said coldly: "Don't forget, the receptionist is not a real person, they should not be conscious, you don't make Arnold's mistake." ”

Ye Fengliu nodded stiffly and continued to move forward, relying on his enhanced hearing, he could vaguely hear Ford's self-talk behind him: "Isn't there the last one?" Where exactly is the 'labyrinth'? Is it a girl in white shoes? And who is this girl......