"But brain imaging can't reconstruct the reality of what the brain is going through, if you've done it." Mussel Lingmei has said enough, and she can't say any more. Maybe she also has something like this in her brain that is less than 0.1 millimeters.

"It's a scientist's thing, and I believe we're doing the right thing, Foley."

"The right thing?"

"Yes, those dilemmas that we cannot solve, which we do not know about, and perhaps humanity is in the wrong direction no matter how much it walks on this path, and can only wait for them to tell us that God has no way to explain the right things."

"It sounds like you don't believe in God."

"Not necessarily as you think."

Representative Foley smiled and didn't speak, he didn't need to speak anymore, it was better not to think about anything now. Because they may know everything.

"I'm going to rest."

"Okay, the insurance and money will be in your account tomorrow after the surgery, I wish you all the best. Thank you for everything you do for humanity. ”

"I didn't do anything for humanity."

The corners of Mussel Lingmei's mouth slowly rose, she was smiling, this time was different from any previous time, maybe the film was interfering with Foley's judgment, maybe he was really tired.

Mussel Lingmei smiled innocently, like a girl who believed that Santa Claus would come to her sleeping little bed with a present, and in that smile everything could be forgiven, melted, and everything was full of hope.

"John will have a great future because of your choices."

"It's the most hopeful thing for me."

"Those kids will grow up better than I do. Problems like OCD will be solved effectively, far better than drugs and cognitive-behavioral training, none of those drugs are reassuring, our brains are not perfect, but children don't have to endure all this, they can have a better future, and we can finally get a more rational mind. ”

Representative Foley felt a hint of unease, sadness and sympathy, and for a moment seemed to leapfrog his reason.

But for a split second, when Representative Foley asks her to leave, he doesn't choose to be tolerant, whether or not the purpose of Project Jellyfish is really what she says, to give humans better brains, or to keep humans from being overrun by artificial intelligence.

If she had been more perfect, perhaps Foley would have mistakenly thought that he was becoming a savior, or the end-of-calamity.

But Efia brought him back to reality, he could only take care of the people around him and not let them get hurt, there was not much he could lose.

It looks like the white spider is more like an intruder, it really puts something into the brain, collects information from the brain and feeds it back, so what else can't it do.

If the organization of the Jellyfish Project has reached such a level, it looks like AI is still far inferior to them.

Foley didn't think any further, he had his own answer, stored it in a box of blocks, and opened it without letting the consciousness go in, which might have fooled the film for the time being.

It's not easy to think about one thing.

When one doesn't think about one thing, in fact, it's already thinking that if someone tells you "don't think about that elephant" the elephant has already walked through your brain, maybe it's still curling its nose a few times there.

Representative Foley walks to the study and picks up a book, he needs to enter the world of another person, reading is the easiest and most effective way, and the brain mistakenly thinks that the characters in the book are himself.

"I felt a strong emotion sweeping over me, not joy, not sadness, a feeling of fulfillment."

This is how Clarke's last human feels when he sees his home planet disappear, witnessing his race become part of something bigger.

From "The Last Earthling".

Clark was the greatest space prophet, and in 1945, Clark published a paper on the "feasibility of satellite communications", which became a reality 20 years later.

In 1977, the Voyager probe applied the technology predicted in "2001: A Space Odyssey" and successfully flew out of the solar system for the first time on September 13, 2013.

Foley is immersed in the book, the end is near, but it is only the beginning, the high intelligence that has occupied the human sky for centuries has not struggled and compromised with its own fate, and the end of the universe and the peak of wisdom have not been experienced by the race.

Human beings have poured out generations of wisdom just to understand and know the truth of what the "superlord" represents. I didn't know that it was just a starlight in the stars that passed by less than 0.1 seconds.

But it's incredibly far away, a place that generations won't reach.

But one day, maybe everything will come true, but it will be completely different from the original intention.

He fell asleep with a book in his hand, and his dreams may have been collected, such a future is a little scary, but if we think about it in a different way, in fact, we have been in invisible peeping all the time, and the brain has not helped us ignore this danger?

The toilet that automatically detects the state of the body, the data device that knows everything about you, the tools that people have created are no longer the tools used to hunt warthogs with stones, and people have created people who know each individual better than humans themselves, although they are not as good as what you will do when scientists worry about it in the last century, "when artificial intelligence is more intelligent than your wife".

The obvious answer is that your partner doesn't know you as well as your data device or driverless car, and it's far less comforting than sleep aids, not to mention virtual games that can be used to make it a game and a sensory experience that can't be shared with your loved one.

It's just that nobody sees this, nobody really looks at this, and the media and experts give a stirring speech on a whim, how do we do when artificial intelligence surpasses us.

How? What if they had already surpassed us, or had already surpassed us.

The brain is good at ignoring what it doesn't like, and besides, it's not in our control in the first place, so does it make any difference who controls it? God may know, but he can't answer.

Foley dreams of Ephia, a perfect start, kisses, gasps, heat waves rolling on the beach, the high of Southern California spreading to Los Angeles, her body like a berry melting at any moment, the bright sweetness between her lips and teeth, he has no experience.

But he knew that it was the taste of memory, not only familiar but also profound, how could he forget this taste, people's memory of the taste is unforgettable.

It was the smell of all too real that woke him up, and he was sure it was just a dream that was much more false than real.

If something is done too real, like artificial skin, and once the artificial body is very similar to the real thing, people will naturally assume that they are fake, because the brain makes false judgments because it is too real.

He wasn't sure if his decision was right, and maybe he would never know until that moment, there was no right and wrong, but there was unacceptable.

The Jellyfish Project, which has gathered a lot of experts, may have started a long time ago, since artificial intelligence first entered our lives, and when finally humanity is threatened, what will we do? Humanity does not sit idly by and do not react until that moment.

Some are always on the move.