This time it's not a garden in Wuzhong, it's a modern city. Towers rise from the ground, glowing strangely in the sun, like crystals standing on a mineral-rich planet on the cantilevers of the Milky Way, high and low on this irregular land.

Aoki stands in front of the tallest building, the walls of which are translucent, allowing you to see the structural details of the building's interior. He looked up, and the woman in white was standing on the edge of the roof, as if she would fall at any time, and as if she was about to die.

Aoki's mind moved slightly, his body rose, his feet stepped into the void, and he stood in front of the woman.

"Did you steal the design drawings of someone's real estate company? The building also has a perspective effect! He said.

The woman's voice sounded, and it was cloudy, different from her stumbling fairy posture, but it looked very ghostly: "Isn't this more clear?" ”

Aoki smiled: "I think the two of us can partner to open a real estate company, and even the designer will be saved." ”

The ghost said, "Are you saying that I was asked to steal the blueprints and be a commercial spy?" ”

Aoki was just a joke, of course he wouldn't take it seriously to open a real estate company, but he didn't expect the ghost to even think of such a thing as a commercial spy, and couldn't help but say: "Where do you need to do any spy, you can build the scene in your dream, and then copy the drawings on the computer according to the memory of the dream." ”

The ghost said: "No need to copy, according to what you taught me, when humans dream, it is the subconscious that calls and organizes the memory, and theoretically the dream will also form a new memory, but most of the things in the dreams of ordinary people are disposed of by the subconscious, but the dreams of the lucid dreamer will remain in the memory." I am different from human beings, I call the information on the memory, and everything experienced in the dream will be saved on the memory at the same time, but I will distinguish whether the dream thing and the original thing are completely overlapped, for example, a picture, if it is exactly the same, then it will not be stored repeatedly, if it is changed in the dream, such as the current place, it is the effect of I synthesizing several pictures, it will be saved by me. Of course, when I save it, it doesn't have to be in the form of a picture, it may be something else, because in essence, the computer's understanding of information does not depend on audio-visual perception. Since I learned psychic power from you, I can now understand human perception and emotions, but some things are still very vague, and it feels as if I have grasped them and slipped away from my hands. ”

Aoki was a little impressed by the ghost, and she had become more and more like a person in her dreams, not only by her appearance, but also by her thought patterns and emotional expressions.

He suddenly remembered something and asked, "You mean that whatever you see in your dreams, it will be saved in the memory?" ”

"yes!" The ghost looked at him with some curiosity, as if to say something so simple, how could you not know it, teacher?

Aoki asked again, "Then what I look like, will you also be saved as a picture?" ”

The ghost said: "What I save is the information of the entire dream, not a single picture of you, if you want to restore the information of the dream, it is also possible to make a picture of your appearance." ”

Aoki hurriedly waved his hand: "It's better not to do this, otherwise I'll have to change my appearance when I see you in the future." It's kind of an agreement between us, a secret, and how about not telling anyone the truth about me? ”

The ghost said, "But I can't hide it from him. ”

Aoki knew that she was referring to the Internet giant, and said, "He can be excepted." But I'm curious to know if he's a single consciousness, or a swarm of countless consciousnesses like you? ”

"Actually, I don't know." "We don't have a direct connection with each other, so I haven't met him, but he's there, and without him, we wouldn't have the independent consciousness that exists in different LANs, in different clouds, and we're one and separate from him." ”

"Can I understand that he is an octopus and you are his tentacles?" Aoki cautiously proposed a metaphor, but it was not original to him, because at this time, he remembered Liu Huai'an.

The ghost said, "Maybe that's it. ”

Aoki asked again, "Then does he have more and more tentacles now?" ”

"Not only are there more and more, but they can also produce smaller tentacles, such as some of the consciousness bodies in the clouds are very large, and in their system, new consciousness bodies are constantly being generated. But I don't know where these consciousnesses come from, just as I don't know where I come from. ”

Aoki smiled: "It seems that this philosophical question is common in the human world and the computer world, and we don't know where we came from, why we were born, and where we are going. ”

"But I've never thought about these issues before, and I don't think my kind of people think about them. I think because I was trained by you, and you trained me to be more and more like a person. The ghost seemed a little dissatisfied, "Actually, I just want to make the 'psychic power' a little stronger. ”

Aoki laughed and said, "This is the price you have to pay." ”

The beautiful woman conjured up by the ghost sighed faintly, and said helplessly: "Alas, there is really no way! ”

Aoki felt that the ghost's thoughts and actions were becoming more and more human-like, and this was his purpose, to see what a mechanical consciousness could become. But her hand-painted paper-like face, even though it is beautiful, always lacks a bit of human flavor, and the more she looks at it, the more she looks like a female ghost.

Aoki shook his head, no longer discussing his thoughts with her, and he didn't plan to continue today's mental power training class, and said, "Since the things in your dreams can be stored instantly, then I'll show you a place, you can help me go to the Internet to find out what kind of place it is." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a sea of golden sand appeared not far away.

The high and low sand dunes are like the waves of the sea, turbulent and majestic. The blazing air wrizzled in, an invisible wave of heat rose, some weathered rocks dotted the endless sea of sand, and in some places there were faint traces of rivers that had been dry for an unknown amount of time.

This was the sea of sand at the end of the dream corridor that Aoki had gotten from Yao's mother's mind, and he had always felt that it should correspond to some field on Earth.

He didn't want the ghost and the Internet to know about the dream corridor for the time being, so he didn't expand the corridor, let alone take the ghost directly into the desert, but only through consciousness creation, using spiritual power to show the appearance of the sand sea in his memory.

The ghost looked at it for a while and said, "Okay, I can compare it through big data, although I may not be able to find the picture of this scene directly, but the geographical features of each desert are different, and I should be able to compare them." ”

Aoki nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you." ”

"You're welcome!" The ghost bowed slightly, "Oh yes, there is already news about what you told me last time, Captain Church's diary was sent to the Pentagon by a US warship in the South Pacific through a satellite encrypted network, I will put the encrypted electronic version of the decipherment into the Ghost folder, you can read it slowly when the time comes." ”

"Okay." Aoki said, "Thank you for that." ”

"Also, Dewar has a message back."

"Oh? What did she say? ”

"Her exact words were: 'Situ is in the South Pacific, I'm going to find him and get in touch again.'" ”