Ant colony

2137 12 Month 12 Day.

During this time, both α-han and I have been busy with work.She will be in charge of the final test of the trial run of the new system, and I will gradually take over part of the director's work, and the "bait project" has also made breakthrough progress.We came home later and later, and sometimes we fell asleep on the bed before we could say a few words.

She never asked about my work, and I never asked about hers.In addition to the reason of confidentiality, I think it is more important that we all trust each other's ability and know that no matter how much pressure there is at work, the other party will definitely be able to solve it by ourselves.

Every morning when I walk into the office, I can still see the flowers on the table, never the same.These flowers seem to have magical powers, so that when I was the busiest and most nervous, I didn't say a word to my subordinates, and I became kind and friendly to the people around me, talking and laughing happily.

During this period of time, my community evaluation score has increased by as much as 20%, reaching a normal level all of a sudden.

I walked into the confidential meeting room and reported the latest progress to the director.

"You've been doing well recently." Σ-Lu patted my shoulder, "It seems that you finally listened to my words."

I thought to myself, although what you said is very reasonable, it is really not the credit of your teaching.This is all due to the dopamine brought by love, which changed the structure of my brain-people are really like machines controlled by hormones.

I haven't told anyone about me and α-Han, not even β-Chu.One is because I don’t have time to contact anyone other than α-han recently, and the other is because I don’t really like to expose my private life, unless someone asks me, I usually don’t take the initiative to talk about it.

This is probably what α-han once said, the "carefully arranged boundary" between me and others.

"Yes, thank you, Director." I replied smoothly, "Don't worry, I will get along better and better with everyone."

"Oh, I can't believe this is what δ-rou said." She smiled gratifiedly, "It should have been like this a long time ago! By the way, I'm going to hold a party at my house on the evening of the 27th, which can be regarded as farewell to you You must come this time."

"Okay, I will definitely come."

"Very good. Hopefully by then, we've caught Chaos. That's the perfect end to my career, lol!"

"I think it's very promising." I said, and handed her the report I had prepared. "Recently, I had an unexpected breakthrough."

"What do you think."

"Ten days ago, I let the 73 phishing baits that were finally screened enter the real online world."

Seeing that Σ-Lu seemed to be struggling to understand this sentence, I knew it was necessary to explain it to her again.She has a lot of responsibilities, and I'm afraid I've already forgotten about my insignificant "bait scheme".

"I'm talking about the 'bait project'. It is to use the simulated brain to evolve autonomously and form a virtual personality."

"Oh, is this plan still going on?"

"Yes, and it went well beyond our initial expectations."

The director came interested: "Speak quickly."

"In the beginning, these baits were independent of the system. The system just fed them data that simulated the real world. In their consciousness, they would also surf the Internet and play virtual cities, but that was just a 'virtual virtual city' '. Until ten days ago, they did not enter the real-world network. Of course, since they have no entity, they can never enter the real real world, so the system is still inputting real-world data to them and maintaining their worldview."

"Fang Qimeng, I don't know the dream. The dream also accounts for the dream." The director suddenly uttered a sentence in ancient Chinese.I just remembered that she has 74.96% East Asian descent, and she has always been interested in these ancient Chinese texts.

I don't understand this, and I can't keep up the conversation, so I can only continue: "Before, their time perception was out of sync with the outside world. Some input data equivalent to seven or eighty years, and some only input more than ten years. After entering the real network world , their time perception is synchronized with reality. The system grafts their previously self-generated data into the reality network, unaware of them and unaware of other human users."

"At this point, it's the same as the previous bait scheme. It's very simple for the system to falsify the records."

"Yes."

It is too easy for the system to modify traces on the network.For example, anyone who checks the records of Bait 754 on the Internet can see more than 2000 personal photos released by it from more than ten years ago to last week, and the life emotions published every day in its personal channel.If you inquire deeply with technical means, you will also find traces of its activities in 167 virtual cities with 69 IDs in the past three years.

It is just a ghost of data, but now, like all living human beings, it has truly existed on the Internet.

Σ-Lu then asked: "Then what unexpected harvest did you get?"

"Basically, these baits have not attracted any attention from others. They just talk to themselves and entertain themselves every day." I said, "But there is a number 109, which exceeded my expectations."

"what happened?"

"The thoughts it produces are very extreme. At the beginning, I expected that it might attract extremist organizations and even Chaos. Later, it did attract a lot of 'worms', the number of which was beyond imagination. But these 'worms' are not here to pull It got in - they thought she was Chaos himself."

Σ-Lu's eyes lit up.I hastened to continue: "Since we captured λ-Xiao on November 11, Chaos seems to have disappeared for more than a month. Many 'worms' who had been promised by her and were waiting for her help were very anxious. They saw 9, I thought it was a new account of Chaos.”

"Haha," Σ-Lu slapped the table with a smile, "It seems that the evolution of the blind design method is not a 'bait', but a copy of the 'giant worm' we want to catch?"

"Yes, it is possible that this number 109 is very close to Chaos in character and thinking. But it doesn't know what Chaos is, and it feels inexplicable to those users who come to it to strike up a conversation, so it ignores them."

"Show me what this guy looks like."

I released a video recording.

This is a meeting in a virtual city.The name of this city is "Shituoling", and its theme is the ancient oriental monster city. The people coming and going are all in the shape of wolves, tigers and leopards. The streets are shouting and selling human flesh, and there are bones and wind chimes hanging under the eaves, and the wind blows. rattle.

In the early days, this virtual city was a small communication community composed of several lovers of ghost stories, and its scale was very small.But later, due to the fierce quarrel among some of the users, several monster battles broke out, attracting many people to watch, and it became famous, and gradually became a comprehensive city. Now the number of active users has surpassed all virtual cities. Ranked 467.

The rally took place at the city's "Town God Temple".A red-haired fox stands on top of the stone lion at the entrance of the temple, addressing all kinds of beasts below.

"...The reality is so boring, why not allow everyone to find fun in the virtual world? The system and the government (h) have always judged excessive entertainment as a harmful behavior, but human beings strive to develop technology, isn't it just to make themselves live happier ?If you work hard for a long time, but you can’t even enjoy it, what’s the difference between this and those misers who worked hard to save money but didn’t have a good day? Even the ancients knew that life is short, and we should go out at night by holding candles. Why don’t we hurry up? Time to have fun?"

"That's right!" A group of boars, bears, tigers, and elk shouted happily.

"I don't agree!" A white crane flew gracefully over the head of another stone lion, straightening its feathers. "This is hedonism. If this kind of thinking is allowed to overflow, human beings will be finished!"

The red fur fox raised its big fluffy tail. "I know, I know, you will say, 'Human nature does not pursue happiness, it only pursues splendor. Survival is the first, and after that you can consider whether you are happy or not'. The reality is of course that. But Have you ever thought about the meaning of existence? Each of us has only one life, why should we be the slaves of genes, slaves of the group, and not seize the limited time to satisfy ourselves?"

Bai He sneered and said, "You are trying to let us overdraw the happiness of future generations."

"Descendants?" The red-haired fox shook its fur disdainfully, "If human beings take survival and continuation as their ultimate goal and just copy blindly like viruses, bacteria, and paramecium, I can't see our descendants living in such a society Here, what happiness is there?"

So much for the record.I asked the solemn Σ-Lu: "Director, what do you think?"

Σ-Lu sighed: "I can't believe this is a thought generated by a simulated brain through autonomous learning."

I said: "The advantage of simulating the brain is that it is not a black box like the human brain, and all decision trees can be interpreted. I analyzed the process of its generation of such ideas and found that they mainly come from some 20th to 21st century science fiction. The novel, No. 109, started to think about various issues because of reading those books. The sentence it just quoted came from a book called "Ender's Game."

I've read that book too, but I thought it was just a bildungsroman.So it's amazing how ideas are formed, and the same book that was entertainment for me became a source of antisocial ideas at 109.

"There is still a representative record." I said, and released another video.

This time it's a fictional city called Terminus, named after Asimov's classic science fiction novel.This is a small exchange community for some scientific researchers.

An alien is talking to strange cosmologists in a crater.Its body is like a giant green palm with a big eye in the center of the palm - this is the account number 109 here.

"...I have always had a question, even if we have deciphered all the truths of the universe, what's the point? These truths will die with the universe one day. Fools and wise men, heroes and cowards, are all equal in the end, and they are all equal. Will die equally, be forgotten equally..."

Σ-Lu sneered, "Hehe, I've changed from a hedonist to a nihilist."

"It's not surprising," I said, "that a person who thinks too much about 'meaning' tends to become either a hedonist or a nihilist. Examining the decision tree for thought number 109, it turns out that In fact, there are many logical contradictions in his thinking, and to solve these contradictions, higher computing power is required."

"Hmph, the same is true for human beings. They are always confused and contradictory, but it's actually because of their insufficient intelligence."

I nod.Continue to show her some records.In these recorded videos, No. 109 is sometimes a lady in luxurious clothes in a literary salon, sometimes a vampire in a castle, and sometimes a wizard from a jungle tribe... These ever-changing images speak chaotic speeches, but Each has an indescribable, unique style.

Now I have gradually understood why the "bait" simulated by the system is not attractive to the "worms".Because the system's intelligence is too strong, it is always logically self-consistent and cannot simulate such contradictions and chaos.It is a rational lunatic even if it speaks insanely on purpose.But real human beings are just the opposite. They always try their best to cover up the chaos and madness of their thoughts with seemingly rational words.

Chaos, this is the "God of Chaos" in mythology.What a good name.

"You said number 109 ignored those who regarded it as Chaos." The director said, "Then what are you going to do next? Are you going to arrest those who contacted it?"

"The system has put them all on the key monitoring list, but I think it's best not to startle them. I asked the system to design some data and input it to No. 109 to create some adventures for its 'life'. In its 'dreamland' There are also some hints appearing in it, making it think that it is the savior chosen by fate. Then, it will meet an expert who taught it the means of deceiving the system, and then told it that its code name is Chaos, and it has been exposed Identity, can no longer live. So pass the unfinished business to its hands, hoping that it will continue to help the rebels as Chaos. Then this character will commit suicide."

"Absurd script." Σ-Lu laughed, "In the consciousness of No. 109, what is its current 'age'?"

"21 is old."

"Oh, that's the stage where it's easy to believe these things."

"The technology we gave it to trick the system is real. The system will also pretend to let it succeed."

"Having the ability and confidence at the same time, it will put its thoughts into action." The director thought thoughtfully, "Then it will find those who have asked it for help, declare itself to be Chaos, and save them."

"Yes. And if the real Chaos knows this news, she will think that this is a scam carried out by someone pretending to be her name. If she really cares about these 'worms' waiting for her help, she will show up Come stop them."

Σ-Lu asked: "But what if she doesn't care about them?"

"The reason why she took the initiative to help them must have a purpose." I said, "And even if she doesn't care about them, just to show off her skills, then she will also care about her reputation. This kind of arrogant person, being a counterfeit She must not be able to bear the substitute."

Σ-Lu thought for a while, then nodded: "I agree with your suggestion. Just arrange it according to your plan."

"Thank you."

"You did a great job this time." Her eyes were full of admiration, "If it succeeds, this case will definitely become a classic."

"The director has praised you." I said, "Actually, the principle of this plan was inspired by someone else. I didn't expect to have any real gains. It was completely accidental that I was able to get to where I am today."

"Occasionally there is also inevitability." Σ-Lu smiled, "Who gave you such a clever revelation?"

I suddenly felt a little ashamed. "……a friend."

My expression did not escape Σ-Lu's keen eyes.She looked at me meaningfully and didn't ask any more questions, but just sighed "very good" three times in a row.

Yeah, it's really "good".I've never felt so good in my life.The work is going well, the relationship is happy, and the gap between him and the world seems to be gradually narrowing.All of this is thanks to the music recommended to me by the system, thanks to the magical accident.

I left the meeting room and went to enter new data for No. 109 as planned.

Then I worked 54 hours straight.Data is continuously input and output from each neural network.Decision trees are continuously interpreted by the system.From these data and codes, I saw the "emotion" of No. 109, which is uplifting, exciting, and enthusiasm; I also saw the process of its "determination", which was disassembled into clear graphics, and finally pointed to The result is an action plan.

When I got back to the office, I was almost exhausted.I fell back on the chair and saw three different bouquets of flowers on the table.The system told me that they are peonies, six flowers, and flame orchids.

The elegant floral fragrance swept away my tiredness.I checked the location of α-han, and seeing that she was still in the data center, I sent her a message.

"Thank you for the flowers. Sorry, I haven't had time to contact you these two days."

A second later, a panorama of her office appeared in front of my eyes: compared with her home, it was impossibly clean and tidy.It's just that she looks a little haggard and in a trance.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked with some concern.

"No, I'm fine. Can't you check my health data directly?"

I just remembered that we have shared the location information, health data, virtual city activity records and other data of both parties.It's not to keep track of what the other party is doing, but because I've been busy recently, so I don't feel worried when I can't get in touch occasionally.Especially for her, I am afraid that she will get tired and sick again when she gets busy.

"It's fine." I breathed a sigh of relief, "You look tired."

"You don't even look at your own face." She smiled, "It's like being eaten by a hundred 'dumplings'."

I instinctively looked towards the wall, and immediately a "mirror" about one square meter appeared on the wall, on which my image emerged.

I leaned closer to the "mirror", looked at my bloodshot eyes and thick dark circles, covered my face and said, "I'd better go to your house to sleep."

"Yeah, if you don't sleep well, the little beauty will not be beautiful anymore." She said, "Go back first, I will be back later."

I went back to her house and just soaked myself in the bathtub.The hot water soothed my body, and I was in a daze, as if I had entered a dreamland.Until a warm hand covered my forehead.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar, loving face.

"Little lazy cat, I'm going to be late soon, so I can't get up yet." The man said with a smile.

"Mom..." I whispered.Look around, this is our home in the Institute of Botany, there is a osmanthus tree with light yellow flowers outside the window, and there is a burst of fragrance.

"Did you forget that the teacher is going to take you to visit the birth center today?" Mom lifted the quilt from me, "Hurry up and get up."

It was only then that I remembered that there was indeed a group activity today. When I looked at the time, it was 5 minutes before the assembly time, and I jumped up nervously.

"I'm leaving." I thought that it was too late to walk through the door, so I opened the window and grabbed the branches of the laurel tree and jumped out.Just about to run wildly, it suddenly occurred to me that there was one more important thing to tell my mother.

"Mom," I looked back at her, "you don't want to commit suicide after I'm gone."

"Okay, I see." She smiled and nodded at me.

"Also, don't become a 'worm'."

"What kind of bug?" Mom tilted her head and asked, "Is it that kind of bug?"

I turned around and saw that the tree behind me disappeared at some point.The ground was full of worms, some long and some short, some thick and some thin, some flapping their wings, and some without wings, they wriggled and crawled towards me.I screamed and was overwhelmed by a sea of ​​worms...

I struggled to wake up, choking on foam.Someone supported me, I raised my head and saw α-han.

"What's the matter with you?" She patted my back lightly, "Have you had a nightmare?"

I nod.He got up and washed the foam off his body indiscriminately, and gradually regained his composure.

She handed me the towel.Seeing that I was still in a daze, I shook my head helplessly, and helped me dry off the water on my body.

"You guy, why are you in such a good figure? It's really enviable." She muttered, "I wanted to look at you more from the side, but you suddenly woke up and shocked me."

I smiled, and the fear and anxiety I had just dissipated. "Isn't this just right? Now you can not only watch, but also do it."

"That's right." She twisted my waist lightly.

Then, she took my hand and took me to the bed, knelt down behind my back and helped me brush my hair.Her warm breath mixed with the scent of shampoo made me feel full and at ease.

"What dream did you have?" she asked, "Did you dream that I didn't love you anymore, and that made you so frightened?"

"Go away." I broke free from her hand that was rubbing my head roughly, "I just dreamed that your breasts got smaller again."

She slapped me across the face and pushed me down.I took her by the wrist and let her fall into my arms.

"I miss you." I said softly.

She rubbed my neck lightly and kissed me.Then say, "I'm going to take a shower, too."

"No." I grabbed her wrist tightly, "Don't go."

She said "hmm" and stopped talking.

We just listened quietly to each other's breathing and heartbeat.After a while, I said, "Have you ever felt guilty?"

She seemed to tremble slightly. "What did you say?"

"I mean, do you feel guilty for deceiving someone?"

"Who did I deceive?"

"Like 'Hanna'," I said, "whose 'life' is a total deception, don't you think it's pitiful?"

"Oh." She was silent for a moment, "It's just a bunch of codes and data without substance."

"But it thought it was human."

"Even if it has a consciousness similar to that of a human, it is just a lunatic, and there is no time to be awake."

"But wouldn't it be cruel if -- and I'm just assuming -- if these neural networks could generate conscious consciousness?"

“There’s a lot of cruelty in this world,” she said. “Do you feel guilty about putting men in fertility centers and people who are harmful to society in correctional facilities?”

I sighed: "To be honest, I would. But guilt is just an emotion, an instinct. My rationality will tell me that this is the right thing to do. You said that the truth often violates common sense. I think reason often also violates common sense." instinctive."

"Since you think so, then restrain your instinct. After all, it is useless to human beings, just like wisdom teeth."

I know this truth.Many instincts of human beings are adapted to primitive society, but now they no longer adapt to the new environment.For example, the instinct of war is originally beneficial to human beings.But as weapons become more and more destructive, if this instinct is indulged, the human species will be over.It's like the phototaxis of moths was originally beneficial to it, but after oil lamps appeared on the earth, many moths lost their lives in vain because of phototaxis.

However, humans are transforming the environment too fast.Natural selection hadn't had time to adapt moths to oil lamps, and it hadn't had time to weed the moral instinct out of the human genome.

As if talking to myself, I asked, "Is guilt, or morality, really out of action?"

α-Han said lightly: "It's not completely useless, but it does more harm than good to society."

"Metaphysical philosophers would crawl out of their graves if they knew what we do with morality now."

"No, their graves have been flattened by nuclear bombs in the northern hemisphere." α-Han yawned lazily, "Humanity almost wiped itself out, and the contribution of these people is not small. If everyone had done it earlier It is generally accepted that morality is only a tool to safeguard the interests of the group, and altruistic behavior is only to spread more genes. There is no distinction between justice and evil in nature. Maybe all kinds of people who claim to be righteous will not be so involved in killing each other. gone."

I was reminded of my History of the Three Wars class in college.In one class, we analyzed the moral concepts of human beings before World War III.In this class, I understood a problem: No one really has an aversion to killing people. Human beings in the 21st century are only generally afraid and disgusted with murderers, but they all agree to give the government (h) the power to kill.Both are murders, what is the difference between criminals and the government?The difference is only that criminals kill to destroy social order, while government (h) kills to maintain social order.So in the final analysis, what everyone cares about is whether killing people is good or bad for them.

The so-called "bad people" are only those who have harmed or may harm our interests.For killers, "normal people" are also "bad people" in their eyes.So why do humans decide who is right and who is wrong?

Natural selection will give us the answer.In the early days of civilization, people without a moral order could not form strong groups, they attacked each other and weakened themselves.A morally ordered group, on the other hand, can unite, thrive, and defeat the former.But in sum, "normal" people outperform homicidal maniacs not because they are more "noble" but because they are more adaptable.

However, when the environment changes, the tool of morality may instead become a characteristic that is not conducive to adaptation.In the Three World Wars, the lofty heroism created a group of war criminals who could sacrifice tens of millions of people with a single finger; the common hatred and collective enthusiasm of the masses executed more of their own kind than the enemy's nuclear weapons; the instinctive altruism of young people The spirit of humanism and sacrifice is wasted meaninglessly on a small group of old men who have no kinship with them and are worthless to mankind; sympathy for the same kind, and the kindness that is unwilling to decisively abandon a few in order to take care of the overall situation, lead to Many tragic endings... Bravery, loyalty, altruism, and trust are instincts that benefit more than harm for prehistoric humans living in blood-related tribes, but for a society of 70 billion people, they are like the phototaxis of moths. The result is blind death.

A group of morally minded people who have killed more people than any deranged mass murderer.This has to make historians start to examine whether morality, a crude primitive tool, is still sufficient to continue to support social order.

I sighed: "So utilitarians are more rational."

α-Han yawned again: "Although utilitarians are a little better than animals that are only governed by emotions, they have nothing to do with rationality."

"why?"

"Hmph, isn't it also driven by instinct to pursue the greatest happiness of the majority of people, or to pursue the interests of the human group? Who can say clearly what is the point of doing so? Even if human beings fill the universe, what is the use? It is typical irrationality to want to use this as the standard for everything without even knowing the purpose."

She leaned against me lazily, her body was soft, like a baby about to fall asleep.The voice gradually became hazy: "No one is better than the other. Everyone is neither just nor rational..."

She was obviously exhausted, and soon fell asleep, and there was a slight breathing sound.I gently covered her with the quilt, got up to dry her hair, but couldn't fall asleep again.

A sense of morality cannot be removed like wisdom teeth. People in SFH still have unnecessary sympathy for men; and I occasionally feel guilty for the innocent and deceived No. 109-even though I know that it is alive and well in the dream, which is quite exciting.

I can only blame the bad dream just now.This dream reveals my subconscious mind: I am actually not as calm and confident as I appear to be when facing the "worm".

No wonder the Secretary would rather go to the company of trees than do this job anymore.Do it for too long, and it becomes easier to question yourself.

Fortunately, I am still young, and I still have time to think slowly.

I walked to the bed, knelt down on the ground, and looked at α-han's peaceful face.Nothing seemed to bother her at all.I always feel that she has the power to overwhelm everything, but also looks like an innocent child.These two very different temperaments merged into a wonderful charm, which fascinated me deeply.

"How can you always sleep so peacefully?" I kissed her cheek lightly, "It's really enviable."

The author has something to say: It must be stated that the views on morality here are not the author's own views!The author is a good young man who can adopt stray cats, take the initiative to help his 90-year-old grandpa walk for half an hour on the road, and send photos to foreign old ladies he met during the trip who don't know how to use the Internet... The article actually uses utilitarianism and the so-called "evolutionary psychology" "Science" deconstructs morality.It may sound sensational, but in fact this kind of deconstruction is already happening, and many big Vs on Zhihu use this method to deceive people.Indeed, the combination of utilitarianism and (pseudo)evolutionary psychology has powerful logic and infinite power, and can basically deconstruct all humanistic things.But as long as you realize that they are also just a theory, which cannot be verified or falsified, there is nothing fancy.

Chaos, which means "chaos", is also the god of chaos in Greek mythology.At the beginning of the universe, there was only Chaos, who was a boundless space with nothing (quoted from Du Niang).

Dumplings are my cats.I'm so sorry for it, writing it as such a disgusting monster, hahaha.

Thank you for those who are still reading this article, I thought I could only entertain myself alone, but I didn’t expect to have you little angels, huh~