"Not recruited? How so? ”

Xia Ming looked at the signboard hanging at the door again, which read "Yanshan University Institute of Artificial Intelligence", and was sure that he was not looking for the wrong place. Although this tube building buried in the depths of the forest is very inconspicuous, it is Yanda, and the dilapidated is forced.

He was unwilling to ask the fat aunt who guarded the door again: "Didn't you call me yesterday?" ”

"This is Yan University, Yan University's research institute is recruiting interns, and it will be full the next day?"

The fat aunt trimmed her nails, said without raising her head, and pinched her throat in the second half of the sentence, and went to the children's voice, which is very broadcast-like.

The changed voice was a little familiar, and Xia Ming suddenly said: "You made the call?" ”

Looking directly at the fat aunt's fat face, Xia Ming said sincerely: "At that time, I thought it was a big beauty, and I didn't dare to say anything." ”

Although the fat aunt was still lowering her head, her hand was cocked with her orchid fingers, the corners of her mouth and the tips of her eyebrows had a subtle displacement, and the momentary style made Xia Ming have a strong doubt about reality, and he asked timidly again: "Is it really you?" ”

Three minutes later, Xia Ming sat down on a bench on the boulevard outside. He must meet Professor Xu, the director of the institute, and the fat aunt insists on "getting out of my sight", which is the result of a compromise between the two sides.

Leaning on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, Xia Ming felt that this matter had a strong sense of déjà vu.

When he received the college entrance examination admission notice that year, when he saw Yan He University at first glance, his heart was about to stop. Yanshan University! A super-first-class university in China, I entered Yanshan University, and I will be stable in this life. Looking at it again, my heart really stopped beating, Yanhua University ......

Although Yanhua University is one word different from Yanshan University, they are both in Yandu, but the latter is the difference between the well and the moon compared with the former. Yanshan University is referred to as Yanda University, and if Yanhua University is abbreviated as such, it is a fraud.

Life is so wonderful, seeing that the great future is missing the tip of my nose, I can only struggle in a third-rate university, and I have to run around for the internship unit when I graduate, and the opportunity has come full circle and come back.

So yesterday I received a phone call saying that he was from the Institute of Artificial Intelligence of Yan University and asked him to interview an intern, and he almost dislocated his jaw.

Although he is a liberal arts monk who studies journalism, he seems to be a little far away from artificial intelligence, but a tall branch hangs down to his hand, and it would be an insult to IQ not to climb it. His Xia Ming's EQ is not good, but his IQ is 139, touching the side of genius.

Unexpectedly, it was another empty joy.

Xia Ming insisted on seeing Professor Xu, but he felt that since he came, he had to work hard to the end. As a result, he actually knew very well that he was put on the spot by God again today.

It would be just after noon, and it was still early before Professor Xu got off work, Xia Ming was bored, staring at the clear autumn sky.

In the unfocused field of vision, a few strands of things that look like water ripples but are disturbing are gradually revealed, much like what you see under a microscope.

Floaters, staring at the light-colored background and observing carefully, you can see debris such as silk wool fluttering in front of your eyes. As long as you overuse your eyes, almost everyone will show up.

When Xia Ming found out about this when he was a child, he was quite excited, thinking that he had some strange ability, and maybe even a special ability. Later, I learned that it was just a projection of the cells inside the eyeball on the retina.

It's still interesting to be able to see cells with just the naked eye. For Xia Ming, it is suitable to pass the time, especially when the phone is out of battery.

Xia Ming used his afterglow (his eyes were fixed on the projection and it was gone) to look at something that might be red blood cells, and see that it writhed like a worm, and there were antennae on the cell membrane, similar to a spider, uh, this was not a red blood cell, it should be some kind of bacteria moving in the cell population.

It's just a small part of the eyeball, it's so wonderful, and if you look at it from this microscopic perspective, how complicated it will be.

Thinking that the microcosmic "me" is no different from a world, Xia Ming's thoughts began to diverge.

In the macrocosm, dark matter is the bulk of mass, hidden in a mysterious plane that cannot be observed by human beings and cannot be fully verified, so what about human consciousness? In reality, there are joys, sorrows, cold, warmth, and hunger "me", will it be just a small part of the real "me"? So, what does the real "me" look like?

Just like most people look up at the stars when they are young, they will ask "who am I", and when they grow up, they will experience setbacks in life and ask "why did I come to this world". The more you think about it, the clearer it becomes to feel detached from reality. It seems that above himself, there is another self that is looking at everything, that self is detached and lonely.

Thinking about these questions is a philosophical experience of savoring the self, so it's singular. But most people have had this experience before, so it's so common that they would use another word to describe it: Form 2.

Xia Ming himself knew that this was a second disease, but he just couldn't change it, and he didn't feel the need to change it.

I don't know if it's because I'm too fascinated by my taste or too comfortable in the autumn sun, Xia Ming's consciousness gradually blurred.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, an inexplicable agitation suddenly covered his head, his scalp was cold, his heart was crisp and numb as if he had been electrocuted, and he felt like he was about to kneel to someone and burst into tears.

If he turned his head to look at the institute, he would know how the feeling came from. A thick arc of electricity was splitting through one of the windows of the building, twisting and stretching like a giant serpent.

"Run!"

The scream that could almost tear apart the gold and iron recalled Xia Ming's soul, it was the voice of the fat aunt, and Xuanqi's feeling suddenly shattered.

"It's down!"

Whoever is attacked by such a terrible sonic attack by the fat aunt will definitely jump away as if there are five hundred rings stuffed in the crotch of his pants, not to mention that there is a telephone pole that is bursting with electric sparks and smashing down.

Xia Ming opened his eyes and looked at it in a daze, he didn't know why, he felt that there was no need to move at all, on the contrary, he felt that there was an electric arc at the top of the telephone pole connected to Xiaolou, which was quite interesting. Look, the arc is twisting around, one will be twisted into S and the other will be rolled into O, and it's a pity that I can't split X......

The telephone pole smashed to the ground, the top was only twenty or thirty centimeters away from Xia Ming, and the arc climbed up to Xia Ming's still swaying toes in the air, circling around him like a snake, crackling and bursting with a circle of sparks.

My head popped, it seemed that something had been blocked in it for decades and now it finally got through. Xia Ming's vision was like an old TV switching channels, and a snowflake flashed for about half a second, and at this time he was completely souled and sane back to his place.

"What the hell is going on!?"

The Venus electric spark exploded in his eyes, and Xia Ming fainted.

"Are you dead? Dead, right? ”

I don't know how long I was dizzy, but Xia Ming was woken up by the fat aunt's penetrating soprano again.

Two fingers pressed to the side of his neck, and another voice rang out: "My heart is steady, it's okay." ”

The voice is brittle, the touch of the fingers is soft and soft, coupled with the fragrance that comes to the face, the image of an iceberg beauty with long hair reaching to her waist, quiet but rejecting thousands of miles away appeared in Xia Ming's heart.

He quickly opened his eyes, but his eyes were blurry, and it took him a long time to regain focus, and then he was very disappointed, and what caught his eye was an old face.

"Are you alright, young man? Just now, the transformer of the research institute was burned, and now the electricity consumption in the computer room is too large, and the wiring of the research institute is too old...... By the way, you're an intern coming for an interview? ”

The old man was chattering, Xia Ming knew who this was, Professor Xu, the director of the institute. Yesterday, he couldn't catch up when he wasn't in Yandu, but he still did some homework. He understands who the boss of the institute is and what he looks like.

Without looking at the figure behind the old man, Xia Ming jumped up and bowed deeply: "Hello Professor Xu!" ”

Then he bowed: "Goodbye, Professor Xu!" ”

Before I entered the research institute, I was almost electrocuted, it's too dangerous here!

Xia Ming wants to climb the high branches, but he cherishes his life more, and he can't stay here for a long time.

Professor Xu didn't seem to hear Xia Ming's words, and continued: "It just so happens that there is a vacancy in the intern position. ”

The figure in the back spoke in a light tone, but his words were very hurtful: "The institute doesn't need a rat who is greedy for life and afraid of death, professor, there is no need to keep him." ”

Professor Xu was direct: "No need for an interview, 3,000 yuan a month, the research institute has all special recruitment qualifications, and you can apply for my graduate school", and then turned to the figure and said: "Tangtang, the interns are scared away, we are short of people, if there is, use it." ”

Don't say these things in front of others, it sounds like you can breathe......

Xia Ming secretly complained, although the conditions offered by Professor Xu made him very excited, but he only moved, he always felt that this place was terrifying, and he wanted to escape far away.

Before he could speak, the figure stepped forward and said, "That's not just a matter of finding someone who can breathe......

Sure enough, she is a beauty, she looks a little smaller than Xia Ming, she is tall, her long black hair is tied in a ponytail casually, she is wearing a pullover, slacks, and canvas shoes similar to him, she is dressed very casually, she has no expression on her pretty face without powder, and the whole person looks elegant and ethereal.

People are refreshing, but the words are heartwarming, so I heard her continue to say in that indifferent tone as if reading a notice: "Yanhua University can't teach useful people, maybe you can't even install a computer." ”

What happened to Yanhua University? What comes out of a third-rate university is rubbish? As for installing a computer, hehe......

Xia Ming's heart rushed upward, and the words he was about to refuse changed when he was about to refuse: "This classmate, don't insult the professional level of the 12th level of the card!" ”

What else was the beauty about to say, but was interrupted by Professor Xu: "Level 12...... You should have to publish a lot of papers to get it, right? Then it's decided, and I'll report on it tomorrow. ”

The beauty didn't insist, shrugged her shoulders and left, didn't take two steps and turned back and said, "Professor, I'm so angry when I shout sugar candy again!" ”

When everyone was gone, Xia Ming slapped his forehead, did he really enter the research institute? The research institute of the Swallow University!

I don't know if it was nervous or excited, he began to shiver, and it seemed as if every cell in his body was trembling.

Although I was a little excited, a little expectant, and a little apprehensive, this reaction was a bit too much, right?

Xia Ming felt weird, and a cold and mechanical female voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Host detection ......"

Damn, what's going on?

"Human, male, consciousness active 0. 03。 ”

Import Node ......

"The import failed, and the level of the brain's thinking architecture was too low."

Xia Ming was taken aback, what is this?

The female voice replied: "The Human Self-Evolution Project experiments with Type 3 artificial intelligence, referred to as R3AI. ”

Then he said, "The host brain needs to be formatted. ”

Hallucination! I was shocked just now, this must be the sequelae, it's a hallucination!

Xia Ming tried his best to comfort himself, but what was the data stream that rolled through his eyes like a swipe? The brain also began to ache, as if there were countless tiny files in motion.

Format? Is the brain a hard drive?

Self-soothing failure, the key is that the words "formatting the brain" are too scary.

The female voice who calls herself R3AI continued: "The host's resistance to formatting shows that formatting will optimize the thinking architecture, and the speed, breadth, and depth of thinking will be comprehensively improved. Ask, do you want to format it? ”

Xia Ming hurriedly recited silently: "No! Don't format! ”

R3AI did not give up: "The original architecture will not be able to host the node, confirm that the formatting is not done?" ”

"Nope! In a pig's eye! This is my brain! Brain! ”

Go to your R3AI! your node! Is it still me?

Xia Ming is really going crazy, where is this ghostly thing, he has to treat his brain in broad daylight!

"Come on! That kid is stupid! ”

The fat aunt's soprano appeared again, and Xia Ming realized that he had actually shouted.