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The so-called digital life, simply put, is a new form of life created and evolved with computers as the matrix, and it is artificial intelligence with natural life characteristics or behaviors.

In the usual sense, computers only know the numbers 0 and 1. All data is stored in a computer with a code of 0s and 1s. This encoding is called 'binary'.

For example, the letter 'a' is encoded in 01000001, and the '9' is encoded in 00111001. Low-level computer languages are almost entirely 0, 1 code. In this way, the computer can recognize it directly, so it is extremely efficient. And some high-level languages, such as C, C++, Java, etc., are written as languages that people can understand, which we usually call 'source code'.

In other words, the source code is code that a human can understand, but a computer can't.

At this point, there needs to be a 'compiler' to convert these high-level languages into low-level languages.

Thus, a high-level computer program written by a human goes through the following steps, from the issuance of commands to the correct execution:

The program → editor→ compiler→ linker (retrieving database) → program loading → execution.

It's a complete chain.

Therefore, when artificial intelligence is promoted to digital life, and computing also evolves into thinking, the essence of thinking is still the binary of 0 and 1. It's just that digital life can automatically simplify complex source code into 0 and 1 binary commands for identification.

This also results in: when digital life makes logical judgments, if it is not 0, then 1; It's either 'yes' or 'no';

This makes digital life inherently linear in thinking.

In this way, the mental journey of the programmer fat chef is easy to understand.

When Wu Chen said, I'm here to eat noodles. The first logical judgment appeared in the fighting mode that had been loaded in advance: did he come to make trouble? Answer: No. Because he's here to eat noodles. As a result, the beating program was terminated and the noodle-eating program was activated.

I have to say that Wu Chen's understanding of digital life is very profound.

But that didn't happen.

When he and Huang Xuemei in his arms were pulled into two long streamers and rushed towards the ugly black hole, Wu Chen realized that his previous analogy was very bad.

If it's an anal fissure, then it's a ...... What's up?

Of course, as for why the demigod-level Wu Chen was able to pass through the black hole without bursting the spiritual world of the Falling Hammer Leader, it was because Wu Chen was only 1/27 of himself now. The leader of the falling hammer who devoured Wu Chen's 26 clones, plus activated Scorpio, devoured the energy spirit body of the entire prison city, so what kind of bird-like her current spiritual world has been strengthened into, it is estimated that only the architect master knows it.

It's just that, under such a huge crisis, is Master Zero still indifferent?

The timeline is stretched very long.

It was originally just a moment, but it seemed like 10,000 years had passed. Tiredness hit, and Wu Chen even fell into a deep sleep.

"Brother Chen? Brother Chen? I don't know how long it took, Wu Chen was woken up by a voice that seemed to come from the sky, with an echo. Shaking his swollen head vigorously, and surviving the dizziness of traveling through time and space, Wu Chen breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking around, he was the only one in the barren world.

"Sister Huang!" Wu Chen was shocked.

"Brother Chen, I'm in the piano." Following the sound and bowing his head, Wu Chen found that a guqin-style jade hanging chain was hanging on his chest.

"What's going on?" Wu Chen didn't know what had happened during the time he had been in a coma.

"Brother Chen, I'm fine. But you, when I landed, I saw a lot of 'things' flying out of your body. In order to protect your original spirit, I have exhausted my vitality and can only return to the qinzhong. Look at it, isn't there anything missing......"

"Hmm." Wu Chen quickly looked inward, and after being sucked up by the leader of the falling hammer, most of the clones were sucked away, and the already dim small universe seemed to have nothing to lose. However...... Wu Chen found that his superpowers, such as teleportation, electromigration immortality, and even spiritual pulses and spiritual shields, were gone!

I tried it, but I didn't even have the source code and the dual perspective of the spirit body!

"My superpowers are gone." Fear was rapidly amplifying in his mind.

"Presumably, those who flew away are your exercises." Huang Xuemei comforted: "Don't panic. If you can fly out, you will definitely be able to get it back. It's a strange place, so be careful. ”

"Okay." Wu Chen subconsciously looked at the world around him that was shrouded in white mist and black vines, and walked towards a faint light.

White fog Wu Chen is no stranger.

The unconscious brain of the elderly vegetative little sweet bean is a white mist. In other words, this should be the spiritual world of the leader of the hammer who has no clear consciousness. Wu Chen may have fallen into the subconscious or even unconscious zone of the leader of the falling hammer.

Try to drive away the white fog and take the opportunity to look at the hard soles of your feet. Wu Chen found that the ground was still the same as all around, covered by black vines. Compared to the rough dead vines, the vines here shimmer with oil. I don't know what the situation is.

Wu Chen's condition at this time was similar to that of a ghost. Of course, compared to the lower half of the ghost atomized body, Wu Chen can still walk on two legs.

The timeline here is extremely unstable. Originally, he looked at the light that was still far away, but when Wu Chen took the last step, he suddenly approached his eyes.

It was a dim oil lamp.

The oil lamp is woven from the black rattan that can be found everywhere, and it is full of all kinds of twists and chaos, and there is no beauty at all. Wu Chen was more curious about lamp oil. He didn't notice anything like a wick, nor did he see the grease that had accumulated on the lamp, but how did the bean-sized light come about?

"Ahem!" The black stone where the lamp was placed suddenly moved. Only then did Wu Chen realize that it was actually a thin hand. The long black vine-woven sleeve robe slowly lifted, revealing an old face in the dim light. made Wu Chen instantly think of those eerie and terrifying evil witches.

"Ah......" the old woman said in a hoarse voice, "another amnesiac person." ”

"Amnesiacs?" Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly: "How can I get my lost memories back?" ”

"Hehe......" The cheeks were mostly covered by the long gray-white hair parted in the middle, and only a pair of cloudy old eyes were exposed, and she smiled gloomily: "If you want to know the answer, please pay a commemorative coin." ”

"Commemorative Coins?" Wu Chen knew that the commemorative coin in the old woman's mouth must be very different from what he understood. In addition, it is usually written as a commemorative coin.

Sure enough, the old woman explained in a coveted voice: "The coin that stores 'memory'. Everyone who comes here, there is. You are no exception. ”

After Wu Chen thought about it, he suddenly understood. I tried to rummage through my pockets, and sure enough, I found the coin that should have been put into the pay phone.

"Ah...... You've found it. The old woman's eyes suddenly burned with infinite greed.

Wu Chen clamped his fingers and shook it in front of her: "Tell me first, where is this?" ”

"The Forge of Memory." As soon as this coin appeared, the old woman's eyes seemed to be drawn to the magnet, and she never left it.

"The crucible of memory?" Wu Chen suddenly woke up: "So, this place can devour my memory?" ”

"Yes, yes." The old woman couldn't wait to reach out and grab the coin between Wu Chen's fingers.

Wu Chen dodged lightly: "Where should I go to retrieve my memory?" ”

The old woman chattered: "Pay the money, and you will know." ”

Wu Chen didn't know how much purchasing power a coin had here. However, in the face of a world of nothingness, the old woman in front of her seems to be a crucial novice guide. After thinking about it, Wu Chenxuan threw the coin into the old woman's black palm.

The moment she held it tightly, the old woman's whole person was beautiful and almost floated. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes: "Follow the fire of memory, you will find them." ”

Without waiting for Wu Chen to ask, 'Where did the flame of memory come from', the old woman had already gently picked up the oil lamp and blew lightly on the dim little flame. This pitiful flame, which was already small, floated out a small flame and flew towards Wu Chen.

Wu Chen subconsciously wanted to resist, but was blocked by the qin demon in the guqin pendant.

"Brother Chen, let go of your mind and try to accept it......"

Wu Chen gritted his teeth and gave up his spiritual defense, allowing the small flame to drift towards him.

Whew――

At the moment of accessing Wu Chen's spiritual world, the small flame exploded violently and turned into a flame similar to that of an oil lamp.

The old woman shrugged her shoulders and laughed: "Go, amnesia...... If you are strong enough, you will find out how amazing and wonderful this world is...... Quack quack ......"

The little flame seems to have a spirituality of its own. After a few circles around Wu Chen's flattery, the tadpole-like fire tail swung and flew into the mist. Wu Chen hurriedly followed. The lights and the old woman were immediately drowned out in the fog, leaving only a strange long smile all the way.

Wherever the small flame passed, the mist dissipated into invisibility in the light of the fire it released.

The white fog is vast all around, and everything is shrouded in fog as far as the eye can see. Even so, Wu Chen continued to deepen under the guidance of the small flame. Ascending a gentle slope, the small flames accelerated abruptly. Like an arrow off the string, dragging a long golden tail, he pounced on the target.

When the destination was illuminated by the firelight, Wu Chen realized that it seemed to be a dead tree.

On a branch where the small flames kept flying, there was a vine ball?

That's right, a hollow rattan ball. Through the gap in the rattan ball, Wu Chen vaguely saw a golden flame.

The familiar fluctuations and refreshing warmth all show that this golden flame is a memory he lost. Why the memory was entangled in a rattan ball, Wu Chen didn't know. However, this dead tree made Wu Chen feel very bad.

Wu Chen seemed to feel that golden flame, and the energy was being eaten away little by little. In other words, this dead tree is eating away at his memories.

"What should I do?" Wu Chen, who had lost all his superpowers, was in a dilemma for a while.

However, time waits for no one. Seeing that the flames were getting weaker and weaker, Wu Chen turned his heart sideways: "Fight!" ”

The footsteps have just stepped out, and the mutation has suddenly appeared! (To be continued.) )