"The country of the only king, labor and disaster."

"If you are honest, you know etiquette; If you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace. ”

- "Pipe"

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It has been seven years since the launch of "But Yin".

Haizhou.

The weather was hot and sticky, the air was full of the fishy smell of the seaside, and the road in the distance seemed to be beating and twisting under the blazing sun.

Zhong Sheng stood under the shade of a canopy on a high platform, and from here, he could see the entire port of Haizhou.

He was dressed in a full suit of ceremonial armor, black iron armor, and red rope lines, staring at the port.

Dozens of neat ships are parked in the harbor, with complete sails and oars, and the hull is inlaid with cowardly stones, allowing the ships to be flexible and agile in the water.

Spiritual roots, or Dharma sources, or something else—when there are transcendental beings who are one enemy to a hundred, all wars will focus more on the individual than on a wide range, so such ships are used for pursuit and approach, and have no other armament of their own.

As for those strong men who can fly away and ignore land and water, they naturally do not belong to this battlefield.

It's just a plague - water pirates harassing fishing boats and merchant ships, that's all.

At that time, he was the captain of the Jing Department of the Simeng National Army, Zhong Sheng.

This was the second day after he first arrived in Haizhou, and he couldn't have imagined that he would come to Haizhou, let alone understand why the soldiers of the National Soldiers Division stationed here couldn't even clear the water bandits.

"Your Excellency, please use it."

A soldier who was also dressed in military armor brought a silver platter, in which were melons and fruits that exuded cold air, and in such a hot air, the cold air that slowly fell on the table was as yearning as fairy dew.

Unlike Zhong Sheng, the orderly was clearly very hot, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and the clothes in the reduced armor should have been soaked with sweat.

Zhong Sheng looked down at him: "Sent from Siyang?" ”

The orderly nodded.

"How many melons and fruits were delivered?"

"Lord Lieutenant of the newspaper department, there are a total of 60 catties of cold melons and 40 pots of sweet ice dew, which can be enjoyed by adults stationed in Haizhou. If there is a shortage, it will be shipped again from Siyang immediately. ”

"Hmph, it's ...... here"

Zhong Sheng whispered a sentence and smiled disdainfully: "Don't bring it to me to be an eyesore, all the ice dew is boiled, all the cold melons are cut, and all the soldiers and soldiers who are going to get on the boat can enjoy it, go quickly!" ”

"Yes!"

The orderly put his legs together, stood up straight, and turned away without a moment's delay.

Zhong Sheng looked at the soldiers he brought over and nodded with satisfaction.

"Lord Lieutenant, I received a letter from the young master last night, please take a look."

Another person presented a letter, Zhong Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, took the letter and opened it, and muttered:

"Father's knees, respectful ......"

He just glanced at it casually, crumpled it in his hand, frowned and pinched it in his hand.

"My lord, is the young master already in the palace?"

Behind Zhong Sheng, a guard who seemed to be much closer to him lowered his head slightly and asked.

He nodded wordlessly, and threw the crumpled letter at the guard, who flicked his wrist and struck a tongue of fire, burning the paper to ashes in midair.

It's a rule.

A rule that Zhong Sheng doesn't like very much.

Whoever leads an army to go out to the capital must send all his wives and sons-in-law and retainers into the palace, and only after that person returns from the expedition can he take them back to his home from the palace.

These people are the hostages of the emperor, a simple, undisguised check and balance.

Such rules are naturally to avoid the occurrence of rebellion to the greatest extent.

And Zhong Sheng thinks that the young highness guards himself from rebelling, which in itself is an insult.

So naturally he didn't like the rules.

And the so-called family letter sent by his son Zhong Lilin naturally did not carry any thoughts, but only informed Zhong Sheng in the letter that he had entered the palace, suggesting that he should be careful.

There is no need to read such letters.

"My lord, the twelve ships in the vanguard are ready and waiting for your orders!"

Only then did Zhong Sheng show a smile that was in his hands, and raised his hand to shake it into the distance: "Let's go!" ”

This is no longer the time to patrol ambushes and squat to catch a few water thieves.

This is the time to raise a large army to advance and level the Haikou in one go!

"Don't ——!"

With an exclamation, Zhong Lilin sat up from the bed abruptly, stretched out his hand and shook it forward.

In front of him was an empty bed curtain, and there was still some dim morning light shining into the room, illuminating everything coldly.

A ridiculous and familiar dream that has been appearing since seven years ago.

Zhong Lilin opened his mouth to catch his breath for a while, got up from the bed, gently shook the small bell on the wall twice, and a subordinate knocked on the door and brought in the clothes he wanted to change.

Burning incense, combing hair, changing clothes, cooking tea.

"My lord, you can use some refreshments, drinking tea without eating can hurt your body."

As the servant said this, Zhong Lilin shook his head, picked up the teacup and blew it lightly, and then sipped it all.

"Are you ready?"

He asked thoughtfully.

The subordinate nodded again and again: "The court clothes and top hats have been prepared, you are resting, and the servants will change your clothes for you." ”

"Let's put it on now."

"Yes."

Zhong Lilin stood up and spread his arms, his eyes looking out the window.

The subordinate put on his inner lining, put on a hundred bird robes, sealed a two-fist-wide belt around his waist, and put on a set of court clothes, and then respectfully presented a wooden plate with both hands.

On top of it was a brocade of silk, and on the silk, an official hat was quietly placed.

Zhong Lilin stared at the official hat for a long time, solemnly stretched out his hand, and put it on his head.

How long has it been since this hat has been officially worn?

"Your Excellency."

The subordinate took back the wooden plate, looked at the neatly dressed Zhong Lilin with reverence and caution, and said in a low voice: "Today, today, His Highness is really going to the court?" ”

Zhong Lilin sighed lightly, turned his head to look at the gradually brighter sky outside the window, and nodded slowly.

——————

"I don't understand what you mean."

Huang Ziwen sat in an office of the Keyin Cultural and Creative Company, and in front of him were two company representatives in expensive suits, presumably relatively high-level figures.

One of them coughed lightly and said, "You have signed a non-disclosure agreement, we can make it clear, you have been leaving your previous employer for a while, and we want to give you a good job, what else do you not know?" ”

Huang Ziwen looked at the two people and frowned: "You said that you want me to study the background, legends, and culture in the game of Yin?" ”

He took a sip of the lemonade in the paper cup in front of him, and slammed his mouth: "This is your game, aren't these all set by you?" ”

The two men in suits looked at each other for a moment, and opened their mouths with some embarrassment:

"We ...... It's not all set by us. ”

"Not all?"

"That's right."

A man in a suit nodded: "The characters and plot generation of the game "But Yin" are all carried out by AI, and on the contrary, the code base formed by artificial intelligence is relatively closed, and only the game server has the permission to read and call, we ...... We wanted to study more about how much the AI is now learning on its own, and see if it can play a role in other ways than just making games. ”

Huang Ziwen couldn't believe it, he stammered: "Then, can't you read the data directly from the server?" ”

"Then we can only read the final data returned by the AI, but there is no way to study what kind of logic it relies on to return that data."

The man in the suit pushed his glasses: "Mr. Huang Ziwen, I must remind you that even if you do not cooperate with us, according to the previous confidentiality clause, you must not disclose our current conversation to a third party in any form, otherwise Yin Wenchuang Company reserves the right to hold you accountable." ”

Huang Ziwen was stunned, he didn't think about anything confidential in his mind now, and he was completely frightened by what the other party said.

What does that mean?

Meaning, this game was not made by humans, but by AI itself?

What kind of sci-fi AI is this?

"Didn't you make this AI as well? Isn't it okay to open your so-called closed codebase according to the underlying logic made by AI? ”

The expressions of the two men in suits became serious for a moment: "Mr. Huang, it seems that you are not interested in our proposal, so unfortunately, we can only ...... another"

"Don't don't, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

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