Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 283 The Root of the Disaster...Devil's Instruction

boom.

I don't know how long it took before the iron door was fully opened, and the loud noise made the president regain his senses instantly from the hallucination.

President, what are you thinking? the middle-aged white man asked suspiciously.

Ah? Ah, it's nothing. The president shook his head and stepped into the door first.

Inside was a fully enclosed elevator. When two people entered, the elevator door closed and sank quickly.

With his hands in his pockets, the president had already calmed down, looked left and right, and asked, When did you change the elevator?

a week ago.

I do not know how?

I didn't inform you of the internal funds of the research institute. What's the matter? Is there a problem with the elevator?

No problem, it just feels a little uncomfortable standing inside.

Then I can find someone to modify it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Not for now, I don't come here often...

The two were having a seemingly meaningless conversation with each other. After a while, the elevator stopped and slowly pulled away.

Familiar with the road, the two walked through the closed corridors layer by layer and came to an underground rooftop.

The roof is made of transparent glass. Looking down through the glass, you can see that there are layers of large servers inside, and hundreds of staff are doing maintenance.

Has the casing of the quantum server been replaced? The president lowered his head and looked down condescendingly: I don't know why.

Small changes, the same internal funds.

Is the budget adequate?

Yes. The middle-aged white man nodded: The process has been going smoothly, without consuming too much money.

Once a technology breaks through, the initial development is really too fast. Staring blankly at the server array under the roof, the president was silent for a long time, and sighed: 12 years of project establishment, 18 years of breakthroughs, quantum hegemony in the world will be achieved in 2019, and by It’s only been three years now that quantum computers have reached this level.”

That's why the number 445 was born. The white man spread his hands: Unfortunately, quantum computers are not yet available for large-scale commercial use.

Why large-scale commercial use? First use it to reap some of the top benefits, ensure the company's operational development, determine the leading position, and formulate industry standards before considering commercial use.

This is what your management should study. There is no need to tell me, Mr. President.

OK, that's the end of the conversation. The president nodded, stepped across the rooftop, and pushed open the door in front of him without any hesitation.

Squeak.

The door is open.

Inside is a pure white hall.

In the center of the hall is a circular screen with a 360° sphere. Inside the screen, it seems that two black light spots in the eyes are closely staring at the two people outside the door.

The excitement surged up again in his chest. The president took a deep breath, strode forward, entered the hall, observed the circular screen closely, and asked after a while, Are you sure it has reached the level of strong artificial intelligence?

Yes. The white man nodded: After three standard tests and enhanced tests, it passed perfectly. After ten minutes of trial operation, he reached the top level in three aspects of chemistry, mathematics, and biological genetic engineering, but it takes time to reach a higher level. because it has consumed all the papers and materials in academia.

This paragraph is at the board meeting, you have to delete the last two sentences.

clear.

Stretching out his hand and touching the black light spot on the screen that seemed to have intelligence, the president said in a faint tone, If...you can get the library materials of the UP master in time and space, the technological civilization of mankind will soon reach the level of a thousand years later.

Perhaps the company can consider cooperating with the overtime UP owner in the future. The overtime UP owner must be very happy about the birth of Qiang·Artificial Intelligence.

...Besides, that person is not easy to deal with. Try to keep a certain distance.

The president rubbed his temples and took a step back: Did you give it a name?

In addition to the number 445, there is an alternate name.

what is it call?

Hal.

Hal? HAL? The president frowned: The abbreviation of Heuristically programmed ALgorithmic computer?

Yes. The middle-aged white man nodded and said with a smile: It seems that the president also likes Clark's A Space Odyssey.

...I don't like it. The reason why I don't like it is because of Hal in it. Don't you think it's a bit unlucky?

Number 445 is ultimately a heuristic programmed artificial intelligence. The team thinks it's more reasonable to be called Hal.

Take I hope it doesn't become the real 'Hal.'

Impossible. The middle-aged white man was full of confidence: Human beings will be better because of it. President, you should hurry up and enter the first central command. I will start the subsequent experiments.

OK.

The president nodded, thought for a long time, and raised his voice: Hal!

Hello President, what can I do for you?

How do you know I'm the president?

Hal knows the identities, positions, personalities and networks of 3.3 billion people around the world.

Great. Then... The president's eyes flashed brightly: You know the real identity of the UP master in time and space...

President! The middle-aged white man suddenly had goose bumps all over his body, and interrupted: Don't cause trouble.

Hearing this, the CEO was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized, he couldn't help but feel a surge of fear in his heart: Thank you, I'm getting carried away.

Hurry up and enter the command from the center.

Okay. The president adjusted his mood and said seriously: Hal, enter the command from the center.

The two small black dots suddenly disappeared, and the circular screen turned pure white.

Start typing: Article 1, the highest priority, protect human beings. Please repeat after typing.

Protect humanity, Hal repeated in a shriveled electronically synthesized voice.

Repeat again.

Protect humanity.

Protect humanity.

Protect...humanity...

...

hiss……

The equator, above the floating islands.

Chen Yu, who was half asleep and half awake sitting on the seat, suddenly got up with a jolt, only feeling a chill rushing from the tailbone to Tianling Gai.

Principal? What's wrong with you?

Well, it's nothing. Chen Yu tapped on his helmet, waited until he regained consciousness, and raised his wrist to check the time: It's almost two hours? Is the exam over?

Not yet, half of the students haven't finished their answers. Professor Li stood on tiptoe and looked around the square: But it's almost there.

Then I'll leave first, and I'll leave the rest to you. I'll go back to the castle to prepare for the interview.

no problem.

Snapped.

The finger snapped crisply, and the stool turned into particles and disappeared under the amazed attention of many students.

Then, Chen Yu soared into the sky, crossed the towering castle wall, and disappeared without a trace.

Entering the interior of the castle, Chen Yu first returned to the principal's tower, picked up the speech in the study, scanned half of it, and was very sad: Have you memorized it all? How can you not remember it?

Tear.

After tearing up the manuscript, Chen Yu took off his protective clothing, put on a light robe, and went straight to the auditorium in the center of the castle.

In the auditorium, the professors had already arranged the examination room and greeted Chen Yu respectfully.

headmaster.

Hello, Principal Wang...

Okay. Chen Yu nodded and took the main seat: Everyone, work hard and try to finish all the exams in one day. Don't delay my evaluation in a few days.

yes!

At this time, everyone didn't know that an order that brought disaster had already begun to ferment...