"Bang. ”

At the same time that the car in which Ed and Gu Tie were riding crashed the iron gate of the sewer with the two men, the GTC headquarters located 30 kilometers outside Salzburg, Austria, 110 meters underground, the Xenogeneous Intelligence Section of the GTC Communication Office found an abnormal data peak in the routine summary of the "world" monitoring data every hour.

The first to discover this data anomaly was Operator 3, the Xenointelligence Section has forty independent studios, each studio has only one operator, the 2000 square feet of pure white room, there is nothing but the necessary air conditioning device, the data stream is pouring down from all directions like a waterfall, and the operator sitting in the central swivel chair constantly looks around, using the naked eye to find disordered strings in the ordered data,

Although quantum computers have computing speeds that humans can't match, the work of monitoring data anomalies can only be done by humans, and the operation of "Genesis" is based on quantum states, which are expressed by the relative positions of particles on the Bloch sphere, which makes quantum computers actually throughput a "number of degrees of freedom" , instead of the 0 and 1 of the binary computer, for this reason, Genesis itself cannot judge whether a data is correct or wrong, but can only mark slightly different data according to the trend, and finally make the final judgment, which is done by an experienced operator.

Operator 3 is a mixed-race woman of Arab ancestry, and one of the few old-school operators in the Xenogeneous Intelligence Section, in order to greatly improve the visual flow, many operators have done microelectrode implantation in the optic nerve center, so that the data screen is directly transmitted through the optic nerve into the lateral geniculate body of the thalamus, although the "world" implant chip has been distributed to the world, but there are not many staff members in the GTC who dare to implant deeply, and the number 3 is a staunch conservative,

Operator 3 keenly found a raised saddle-like crest in the data waterfall, she immediately zoomed in on the local picture, and retrieved the detailed data, this data stream represents the cohomology change rate when the "world" client logs in within 8 hours, that is, the success rate of the gamer occupying the NPC's body, because the game avatar may be sick, injured or even killed, the cohomology change rate presents a well-defined probability matrix, in which the abnormal data appears quite conspicuous,

"It doesn't make sense, why are there two peaks overlapping. Operator 3 spread out the anomalous data in front of her eyes, wondering, before reporting to her superiors, she needed to give a reasonable explanation of the anomalous data, and this explanation would be written in the report and kept in her file, which was crucial to her promotion within the GTC.

A red number flashed twice in the air, which means that her working time is coming to an end, each operator can work for a maximum of 4 hours in a row, beyond this time limit, the chance of being disorganized by the flood of data will greatly increase the chance of a mental breakdown, operator 3 wiped the beads of sweat from the tip of her nose, she still has five minutes to interpret this data and report upwards, this is a rare opportunity, she must seize it,

With only one minute left in the countdown, she cheered, jumped out of her swivel chair, quickly jumped her fingers on the virtual keyboard, attached the anomalous data to the report, skipped the head of the Xenomorph Intelligence Section, and sent it directly to the Chief of Communications, Dr. Layton Holt, according to internal regulations, when a major anomaly is found, the operator has the right to skip the level of reporting, in fact, this is also the best way for an ordinary operator to enter the field of vision of the top boss, the head of the Xenomorph Intelligence Section himself is responsible for the "world" During the test run, Dr. Holt was appreciated for his detailed report on the person being lost in the virtual world, and he was promoted to the position of section chief.

The moment the report was sent, the countdown was over, all the data in the room was gone, the lights came on, the door opened, and Operator 3 walked out of the room with a cheerful pace, not forgetting to high-five Operator 47, who replaced her in celebration, and 47 looked at the back of the Arab woman in confusion and said to herself: "Is she interested in me, I have never seen her so enthusiastic about me." ”

This was also the last time Operator 47, and even the entire Xenomorph Intelligence Section staff, saw Operator 3, and it only took a moment to forget a beautiful Arab woman, and the inside of GTC had long been accustomed to this sudden disappearance, and even regarded it as a normal state, and it was not surprising at all,

The report of Operator 3 did not reach the head of the communications department, Layton Holt, the bald Dr. Holt was a busy man, and after attending the GTC conference at the Table Bay Hotel in Cape Town, South Africa, he flew non-stop to Malaysia to take over the mess of the collapse of the East Asian core route. As soon as the report of Operator 3 appeared in the quantum network, it was pierced and hijacked by the probe, and a spam email titled "Good News: GTC Network Mall Starts Big Sale" appeared in Dr. Holt's mailbox, and the report of Number 3 was lying quietly on the screen of Luxor Mohammed's terminal, and the head of the Xenointelligence Section scanned the short text and the code in the attachment, and his expression became more and more serious.

Muhammad grabbed the phone, dialed the four-digit internal phone number, and after the bell rang three times, the other person picked up the phone: "Hello, Bartholomew." ”

"Good morning, Doctor. "I have a new bottle of fine twelve-year-old single malt Scotch whisky, would you be interested in stopping over for a drink?" ”

"Drinking at 10 a.m. doesn't seem to be in line with the work regulations. Brandon Bartholomew laughed, "But I'll accept your invitation, get your cup ready, and I'll be there in no time." ”

The phone hung up, and seven minutes later, Dr. Bartholomew, the father of "Genesis", the leader of the "World" project, and Gu Tie's adoptive father, came from the room on the 5th floor above the ground to the office of the Xenomorph Intelligence Department on the 28th basement floor. ”

Muhammad stood up respectfully and turned the terminal screen to the other party: "See for yourself, the operator's report has just been captured. ”

Bartholomew's eyes swept over the text, froze on the code, and after a few seconds, he sat up straight, his eyes scanning the code, and muttered a string of unknown meaning, "Who else has seen this data but yourself." He stood up suddenly, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and asked sharply,

The thin, dark-skinned head of the Xenomorph Intelligence Section hung his head, "No one but me has access to this report, Doctor, until Holt returns, I will have access to all the resources of the Communications Division." ”

Bartholomew nodded, walked back and forth in the room a few times, looking a little anxious: "It's too early, the tone of the two souls is still far apart, there will definitely be conflicts when they come into contact with each other at this time, what is causing this situation, the personality in the 'world' should not have the power to speak directly with the descender, where does this variable come from, why is there no warning." ”

Muhammad stood aside, not daring to disturb the old man's thoughts.

Stopping abruptly, Bartholomew snapped his fingers, "Verify my identity." ”

"Verified, dear father, I miss you very much. A gentle male synthesized voice came from the speakers of the office terminal, "Your heart rate is 22% higher than normal, your blood pressure is close to the warning line, do you need me to call a doctor, dear father, your current condition is dangerous." ”

"No, no. Bartholomew said irritably, "Check my permissions, how many monitoring threads are there in the 'world' operating database, and how likely is it that the operating data within 72 hours will not be discovered by observers." ”

"The GTC's control over the inner workings of quantum computers can bypass the core of altruistic logic, dear father. The nice male voice replied, "Even if you use the low-level privileges and use the maximum timing to resist detection, you can only maintain a three-second working time, and the chance of being detected after more than three million microseconds is close to 95%. ”

"Enough. The doctor put on his glasses, walked over to his desk and sat down, twisting the terminal screen towards him, "Check all abnormal fluctuations in the KD83024771θ-2 implanted personality within 72 hours, output the results as prints, erase traces, and of course, the underlying timing that maintains the stable operation of this personality cannot be stopped, understand." ”

"Of course, dear father. The male voice replied without thinking, "Waiting for your instructions." ”

Bartholomew crossed his hands in front of his forehead and stabilized his mood, "Begin." ”

The second hand of the wall clock in the office ticks and turns three squares, and the LED light of the terminal network interface indicating data traffic is always on, and then suddenly goes out, and there is nothing abnormal on the screen, but the wireless printer on the side starts to work, and quickly spits out the A4 printing paper full of data and charts, "Pay attention to adding paper." The Doctor commanded in a low voice,

"Roger, doctor. "Luxor Muhammad bent down and took out a few packs of printer paper, unpacked them, stood in front of the printer and waited, the electromagnetic transfer printer frantically output query results at a speed of 120 sheets per minute, and after a while, a pack of 450 sheets of printing paper was exhausted, the head of the Xenomorph Intelligence Section immediately put a new pack of paper into the paper inlet, pressed the binding button on the front of the printer, and it only took a few seconds to automatically punch the hole and thread the work, Muhammad picked up the first thick material and handed it to the doctor behind the desk with both hands,