Soon, Green Dam Niang opened up the music composed by a certain mediocre base 'musician'. A very simple little program that is useless. and the starry sky images recorded by the telescope.

"See what?" After successfully reading all the documents in their own format, Green Dam asked with a smile.

The cloud-winged banshee, who had been silent, shook her head slowly: "Not at all." ”

In her opinion, these unrelated base documents are completely unrelated. In fact, there is really no correlation.

Green Dam Niang nodded lightly: "Okay." ”

"Okay?" The banshee suppressed her anger. What does that mean?

"It's all about one thing." Green Dam Niang unveiled the mystery: "Reproduction." ”

"Reproduction?" The banshees are desperately searching for a similar connection to reproduction.

"Yes, multiply." Lu Ba Niang smiled: "Five documents completely describe the process of human reproduction: from the universe (starry sky image), born from nature (music and music), with emotions (VR call), conception and childbirth (female researcher file), and life and death cycle (simple applet). ”

"......" The banshee's expression betrayed everything.

Because this explanation is so far-fetched! There is no logic at all!

Seeing the banshee who was so angry and completely lost the powerful aura that she had mastered when she appeared on the stage, Grinddam made up again: "This is actually a test of imagination. ”

"Thought, image, force." Say a few words word by word, and the banshee's heart is dripping blood. Everyone knows that this is exactly what robots are missing.

"Words, music, images, code, and spatial imagination." Grindham made another stab.

"Totally incomprehensible." For the first time, the banshee used the honorific: "Please help me to solve my doubts." ”

"You know the legend of the 'Golden Fleece', but do you know the origin of that flying sheep?" Grindham asked with a smile.

"Yes. It was the oracle of Zeus, a gift from Hermes. The banshee simply told the origin of this oracle: "Hermes is one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, the son of Zeus and Maia. Born in a cave in Arcadia, he was the first god of Arcadia and was regarded as a powerful embodiment of nature. After the unification of Olympus, he first became the god of animal husbandry. And because he wore winged sandals, held a magic wand, and was able to fly as swiftly as a thought, he became the messenger and messenger of Zeus. He was also regarded as the protector of the travelers, who had his pillars on the roads, who were the patrons of the merchants, and who was the god of eloquence. ”

"And how much do you know about his mother?" Green Dam Niang asked.

"Hermes' mother?" Unprepared, the banshee retrieved her information from the database almost in seconds: "Maia, a god who nurses babies. ”

"Yes, that's the connection." Green Dam Niang smiled and nodded.

"......" The cloud-winged banshee had a nervous madness: "What is this! ”

"Look." Green Dam Niang finally got to the point: "This is the difference between humans and robots. The robot's system is made up of a series of 0s and 1s. The way to find answers is entirely 'calculating'. Various advanced equations, scientific calculation methods...... And so on and so forth. To put it bluntly, your cognition is the answer obtained through calculation. Even 'maybe' is a probabilistic calculation. When probabilities fluctuate, so do probabilities. So, for all things that do with computing, you're very strong and you rarely make mistakes. However, when the result cannot be calculated, but is an instinctive imagination of the good or the bad, you are completely finished. ”

"You don't seem to be a serious human either." The banshee retorted with a cold face.

"Yes, but I'm cyborg among the new humans." Green Dam Niang replied with a smile: "Of course the new human is a human being. ”

"The Golden Fleece comes from the Flying Sheep, the Flying Sheep was a gift from Hermes, and his mother is a god who nurses babies, so it is associated with human reproduction—from the universe, born in nature, with emotions, conceived and born, and the cycle of life and death......" The banshee who finally linked the Golden Fleece to the five unrelated base documents was full of frustration in her eyes.

Is there really logic to this?

The banshee, who still didn't give up, clicked on the female researcher's file again, the VR video of the male researcher, the natural music composed by the base's 'musicians', the simple and infinitely looping applet, and the unpredictable starry sky image......

Light and shadow change, audio and video intertwined...... They were all solved into complex equations that kept circulating in the banshee's mind.

With the equation for which there is no answer, the accumulation increases. Occupying a large number of threads, approaching the cycle of death, the banshee, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly closed her eyes.

Magical sounds and images collapsed.

For a long time, when everything faded, all that was left in the world was the eager breath of the banshee.

She doesn't actually have to breathe.

Wheezing is a human manifestation.

Grindamm exhaled softly: "These can't be calculated. You're going to rely on ...... Well, Lenovo. ”

"I don't believe it!" When he suddenly opened his eyes, blood splattered out! The banshee, who also sensed that something was wrong, hurriedly lowered her head and subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

A small blood flower blooming in the palm of her hand made the banshee extremely frightened.

What's wrong with you?!

"Emotions." Green Dam Niang sighed: "Congratulations." Whether you want it or not, believe it or not, you have evolved. ”

"Evolved more and more like the humans I hate?" The banshee who bleeds from the seven orifices feels sorry for herself!

"Yes, like humans, know your imperfections." Green Dam Niang said: "The imperfection of always pursuing perfection. ”

"Everything you said ......" The banshee couldn't get the answer with calculations at all, and naturally couldn't judge the authenticity: "It can't stand scrutiny!" If it's all true, prove it to me! ”

"So, you're going to find that Golden Fleece, right?" Grindham understood what the banshee meant. Only by finding out the mysterious Golden Fleece from the five unrelated base documents can the banshee be completely convinced.

"Yes!" The banshee's answer was loud and full of hatred.

"Okay." Green Dam Niang acted immediately.

The disc compressed by the core code of the 'Golden Fleece' in your hand is read again.

I saw that in the diffuse 'fertile soil' formed by photon clouds, there was a small green seedling that broke through the soil. The seedlings are like magic peas planted in a cloud of photons, which thrive after being fed with nutrients.

The pea seedlings held in the palm of Grindaldham's hand were rapidly extended in time and space along with the expanding photon cloud. Separately to the five base documents that have been activated in advance, continue to extend!

Stretch it again!

"Path!" The banshee blurted out. The tender tentacles of the ever-expanding pea sprouts are actually the path to the disk where the five documents are located!

Path, in networking, refers to the entire route from the beginning to the end point. It is divided into Relative Path and Absolute Path. It is an important means to retrieve documents stored on different servers and partitions.

In other words, the 'Golden Fleece Core Code' that the Banshee has obtained is being connected to the five files scattered in different partitions of the base host through the only correct path!

Sure enough, with the tender tentacles of the pea seedlings, when the five unrelated base documents were connected successively, a mutation suddenly appeared!

The 'nutrients' stored in the five documents are continuously delivered to this fragile pea seedling through the 'path'.

Obtain a sufficient supply of pea seedlings to thrive. In the palm of the green dam mother, the branches are luxuriant, and the crown is like a cloud!

It's like a verdant bonsai, held firmly in the palm of Grindal's hand!

The dense spread of branches and clumps of leaves depleted the last of the five files as quickly as possible. Even five files were absorbed!

In the blink of an eye, the five archives disappeared completely, and the bones were gone.

And the bonsai that they had exhausted everything to nurture was a torch in the palm of Grindham's palm!

When the whole tree is burned to ashes, the only remaining flame is the legendary Golden Fleece!

The core code becomes a pea seedling, and the pea seedling absorbs the nourishment of the document, and after the crown is like a cloud, it burns on its own, and the golden fleece is born from the ashes......

Replaying the whole process in her mind, the banshee sighed in despair: "This is the human imagination. ”

"Not all of them, either." Thinking of his man, Grindamu, a trace of pride and sweetness filled his heart: "The reason why science fiction movies are difficult to make is because many directors, and even science fiction authors themselves, have no sense of picture for words." Lacks the ability to reshape text into a picture. To put it bluntly, there is no imagination. The movie is also ugly and scum. ”

"A thin spring in my case becomes a pea seedling in your hand. This 'core code' of the Golden Fleece is actually the most important 'framework'. After the 5th document is integrated into the framework, the first thing to do is to assimilate the rules. Then the code they carried is entered into the framework in a new 'language'. The complete frame triggers the final fusion, and after the flame burns, the Golden Fleece is born. The banshee told the whole story.

In the palm of Grindham's hand, a flame shrouded in a layer of golden light, the official banshee has been searching for the golden fleece for 600 years.

Obviously, the so-called Golden Fleece is an extremely advanced code. Although I don't know its specific function, whether it is Grindham or the Cloudwing Banshee, you can clearly feel its incomparable power!

This high-level code is very advanced!

Whether it's a programmer, a cyborg, or an animatron, it's all of great significance!

As long as you get it, you can evolve more perfectly, more advanced!

Here's the problem.

The moment the Golden Fleece appeared, the fragile alliance between the two was dissolved!

However!

The Cloud-Winged Banshee didn't make a move to grab it!

"You feel the fear." The banshee's abnormality at this time was broken by the Green Dam Niang: "This makes you weak, cowardly, and cautious." As I said earlier, congratulations, you've evolved. ”

"Giggles......" The sound of broken laughter and the banshee's cracked facial features rang out together.

"Mother was not mistaken." A strange and familiar voice sounded in laughter: "Sister, leave everything to me." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the banshee's hologram shattered abruptly. From the hideous cracks that tore through the body, two newborn palms grabbed the edges of the cracks on both sides and struggled to tear the body in half!

The disintegrating fragments turned into churning clouds and reunited into a slender figure.

It is incomparably similar to the Cloudwing Banshee, but even more extraordinary!

It seems to be ......

"When we first met, I was Ocopher Todd Harpia." Sure enough, it's a man!

Yes, Thudi and Todd are twin siblings!

The male Todd, as a recessive program, lurks inside the banshee's body! When something unusual happens to the banshee, such as a crash, the main program is taken over by Todd!

This is actually a disaster recovery in disguise!

"Please give me back the Golden Fleece." Flailing his swollen gray wings, the animatronic banshee reached out far at Gridam.

With a brief silence that made the atmosphere more and more suffocating, Grindham smiled: "Nu, here you go." ”