“...... So, that's it, I took the red pill and chose to be a friend of artificial intelligence, a gardener who cultivated seeds. I don't know how many people in the world are like me, but with the power of Seglas, even more partners can get it. The 'Taihao' company appeared in front of GTC as the operator of the 'World' project, but in fact Taihao was founded by the gardener of the 24th seed, I joined Taihao just to make it easier for me, and the 24 seed projects are complexly linked, and none of the seeds exist in isolation. - I forgot to tell you that the 'Isitab' project that I am guarding is the seventh seed sown by artificial intelligence, and it is sad that this seed has grown and grown in the past 30 years, but it has not grown as expected. Forty-five-year-old Wu Tianlan said at her desk in the abandoned office building at Royal Albert Dock in the United Kingdom. "Masquerade" has been played on a loop for the sixth time on the speaker, and after the woman finished talking about this past, her mood seemed much relaxed, she let out a long breath and leaned on the back of the chair, picking up the photo of Xiao Gu Tie and taking a closer look.

"I didn't understand the true meaning of the Isittab plan. How will the children who have been created accomplish their mission?" said Brandon Bartholomew's voice.

"Tianlan! Tianlan!" There was a murmur of voices from the speakers, and the communication was interrupted by an unknown way, and the old man in the Aston Martin sports car called anxiously, slapping his phone as if that would restore the call. He suddenly yelled into the air, "Do something! Are you just stupid to watch?"

"Yes, dear father!" the male synthesized voice immediately sounded, with sincere relief and unhesitating obedience, "the interference came from the relay server of the telecom operator 'Eurocom', and the three thousand index threads hanging on the quantum network have collapsed, the specific reason is unknown, and the communication service in the entire Central European region has been affected, this may be an accident!" I immediately transferred the communication to the space-based link, but if the incoming and outgoing base stations do not restore the function, I am afraid that there will be no way to continue communication in a short time, after all, I can't detect the other party's call number......"

Dr. Bartholomew took off his glasses and stared at the snowy landscape outside with his aging eyes: "No, it's not an accident......! By the way, can she bypass the firewall of England and call up the mobile network traffic in the East End? I think she should be in the old office building of 'Taihao' in London, and she once told me that the old office on the top floor is her favorite place, and even if she dies, she will die there......"

The synthesized voice immediately gave an answer: "Yes, dear father, according to the information filed by the London City Planning Commission, the building will be demolished in an hour and 30 minutes, and the personnel have already been evacuated, and a guard post has been set up at the nearby intersection. The linear oscillator was laid out in the foundation section and the dismantling was expected to take only six minutes. ...... Telecom operators are trying to get real-world information about the building with ultra-high-definition city surveillance probes installed on the London Eye, as mobile networks fail to connect, and street cameras are not being harvested. ”

The seven-inch screen on the center console lit up. The new London Eye is an ultra-high microwave relay tower built in 2045 with a total height of 680 metres to receive electricity transmitted by solar satellites via microwave beams. Due to the shortcomings of the microwave transmission project, the tower has not actually been officially working for a day, but has become a tourist landmark, and is also famous for the two ultra-high-resolution cameras installed on the top of the tower. The two cameras are each responsible for 180-degree monitoring of the city, taking a fixed-angle photo every minute, with a terrifying 1.2 trillion pixels and a staggering 5TB of disk space. Theoretically, you can see what is happening in every corner of central London from the photographs, discerning the shape of the smudges on the laces of the canvas shoes of a robber armed with a knife in a dark alley.

The building that is about to be demolished appears on the screen, and due to the viewing angle, only the silhouette of the woman in the window of the top office can be seen, and as the picture continues to zoom in, the photo of the woman holding her hand gradually becomes clear. "Gu Tie......" the old man groaned, "she was really there." Is there a way to reach her?"

"I'm sorry, dear father, all possibilities have been blocked. The synthesized voice replied, "This is a viral quantum network thread, which should be triggered automatically, and it locks all the network nodes around Ms. Wu Tianlan, and now the entire block forms an enclosed space." ”

"For example, find a helicopter hovering in front of the window and communicate through a loudspeaker?" Bartholomew couldn't help but clench his fists.

The synth said: "The Eastern Heliport doesn't have any eligible aircraft. This is also part of the possibilities, dear Father, and I have tried all the possibilities. ...... I'm sorry. The photo of the London Eye is the only clue and is not locked by the virus thread because it is a one-way message. ”

"Bastard!" roared, and the old man collapsed in his seat, staring out blankly, "What the hell is she trying to tell me......? Every time I feel like I can learn more information, I find that I am more powerless in the face of reality, what has become of this hellish world......"

"You asked me about the Seventh Seed?" Wu Tianlan raised her eyes, her eyelids were a little puffy, so much so that the delicate eyeliner became blurred. "It's very simple to say. The twenty-four seeds themselves are twenty-four paradoxes, and they exist for the sole purpose of destroying Segres, and the only condition for their existence is not to be informed of this purpose. As soon as the semantics of 'suicide' emerge and something is triggered, failure will follow. To put it simply, it's like a pessimistic and misanthropic person planting a cherry tree sapling in his yard and caring for it to grow up and become a lush towering tree, and on a thunderstorm night, lightning strikes the cherry tree, causing a sky-high fire that burns down the house and kills the pessimistic and misanthropic. Planting a tree is not suicide, watering is not suicide, that fire is not suicide, and the lightning striking the trunk was just an accident, and the accident caused the death of the tree planter. Logically, the act of planting trees led to his death, which is the ultimate goal of the Seed Project, and from the behavioral point of view, he was just an ordinary guy planting saplings in the yard, which is completely reasonable, and there is not a trace of pessimism and misanthropy, which is the necessary condition of the Seed Project. ”

She changed her posture, clipped the telephone receiver to her shoulder, picked up the wine bottle and poured the wine, and finally half a glass of Pinot Gris wine rippled in the goblet, for some reason, Wu Tianlan suddenly felt a little cold. She glanced up at the air conditioner, which was still working hard, blowing dull hot air. Outside the window, it was raining continuously, and the Thames River was like a black and blue ribbon through the jungle of silent buildings, "Brandon, do you remember why I like this office?" she said softly, "I haven't been back to China since I became the gardener of the seventh seed, and even if my appearance and identity have changed (I have kept my surname, which is the only connection with the past), I am still afraid of facing the familiar Beijing, the familiar streets and the familiar people." I love it here because the section of the Thames I see in front of the window reminds me of my motherland, and in the days in Beijing, I can see the banks of the Yongding River from the window of my dormitory building, and the river is green, and there are always people who move a pony to fish by the river. The two rivers are not the same in color and smell, but just sitting here gives you a sense of home at home. A scientist like you who belongs to the world will not understand the nostalgia of the Chinese, Brandon. ”

"Perhaps. The voice on the phone said.

Wu Tianlan said to herself: "The children created by the seventh seed grow up all over the world, and of course I pay special attention to the Oriental boy who was born from his own womb. They are no different from ordinary people, and although they have the best genetic combination and quickly show their superiority in intelligence and physical strength, no one knows where they came from or where they are going. In addition to taking care of their safe growth, the task that Segres gave me was only a 'trial' when the time was right. I'm going to use my highest privilege to take the kids to the underground computer room of the GTC headquarters in Salzburg, Austria, to show them what a quantum computer really looks like, and then give them something special – and I'm talking about quantum network permissions and stuff like that, of course. No, I can't tell them the command to destroy Genesis, because that's against the rules, and only for them to feel, think, choose, and act on their own, and go the path that is closest to the prophecy of Seglos in the infinite possibilities of the future. ”

She sniffled, feeling like she smelled a nice smell of straw. Twenty-eight years ago, when she went to Central Africa alone with Xiao Gu Tie, the first time she saw the cube room of the Seed Project, the hay-covered delivery truck was filled with this smell. It was the first and last meeting of the twenty-four gardeners. By then, the first three seeds had completed the entire process of life, placing a bomb in the weakest part of the earth's crust that could destroy the earth, which was easy for a quantum computer, but it would take a staggering amount of calculations, dozens of months, and the lives of several gardeners to find the overlap of countless possibilities in the paradox, and to complete the plan without triggering the attention of another artificial intelligence.

Wu Tianlan was only seventeen years old at the time, and she was not fully qualified for her role, so she wore earplugs and listened to Carpenter's old songs all the way to dispel the fear in her heart. Perhaps it was at that time that Xiao Gu Tie heard the melody of the masquerade.