Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 99 The Real Reason
"You can't jump to conclusions so arbitrarily..." Xiange Yayi looked at me and said solemnly to the GM with broken wings in front of him, "...You should at least do a few tests to verify. You know, even if it is a faulty program, it is not an ordinary faulty program. You may be choosing between killing people and making history."
"Yes, yes..." Feiyin also pointed at me and said, "...To determine whether a computer program has real intelligence, it must at least pass the Turing test. Those experts haven't even seen it before, how can they be sure that it is just a program?"
"The Turing test... is just a concept..." The fallen angel seemed a little hesitant, and answered hesitantly, "... not everyone supports using this test to identify artificial intelligence. With the development of modern technology, our database is becoming more and more complete, and the digital simulation system is becoming more and more realistic. The theory of the Turing test is no longer applicable to the current situation. After all, it is inappropriate to use a hypothesis from 1950 to base the development of technology nearly two hundred years later."
"So you think that all the language, actions, thoughts and expressions from the database are unreliable, right? Just because everything he said is in the database, you think he can't be a life, right? But have you never thought that there are only more than 3,000 Chinese characters we commonly use, and some of us have never said anything beyond these 3,000 characters in our entire lives; everything we say and do is formed under the cultivation of our parents, the indoctrination of the school, and the influence of society, and people have never been so similar as they are now. According to what you say, you, me, and each of us, who is not a tool derived from a database called "life"? It's just that this database is countless times larger than the one in your Darrymos supercomputer. You say that the Turing test is out of date, so what is your standard? What basis do you have to judge? What power do you have to set this standard? To draw this conclusion? You say he is just a program? But I think that compared to you who have to use the work manual as the standard for every word, he is more like a real living person!"
In my impression, Xian Ge Ya Yi, this thin and short-sighted elf archer, has always been a lazy, leisurely and undisciplined guy. He doesn't seem to care about anything and just pursues a leisurely and comfortable attitude. I have never seen him as aggressive as he is today, nor have I seen him argue with others as stubbornly and eagerly as he is now.
Seeing him so generous and indignant, for a moment I even doubted whether this elf, whose cheeks were flushed with excitement, was so impulsive because of me or because of his own life.
But I still want to thank him for every word he said.
"...According to Article 77 of the work manual, I have no right to disclose to you issues related to the company's core technology ." The fallen angel with broken wings looked more and more embarrassed, but he still skillfully avoided the question using the method he was familiar with.
"You..." Feiyin pointed at his nose with her finger, which was shaking slightly, whether because of anger or anxiety. She suddenly rushed to me like crazy , pointed at the fallen angel with broken wings and yelled at me, "...Speak up! You have to say something!"
"I..." I looked at the woman who had lost her composure in front of me blankly, then looked at the celestial creature with a pair of beautiful wings not far away, and asked at a loss, "...what should I say?"
"Tell him what you are! Tell him who you are! Tell him that you are a human being and a life! You have to prove it to him!!" Feiyin pulled me over by my arm, still shouting hysterically as she walked.
"I am a human..." I never thought that one day I would say such an obvious thing so solemnly, "...I am a human warrior. I have known for a long time that I am very similar to you, but completely different. This is a secret I have always kept. Although I am not completely clear about what you said just now, I know that you and those... those gods behind you... have discovered my secret."
"Honestly, I don't care how you will treat me. I have been imagining this since the moment I was freed, and I have imagined it countless times until now. But even if you are going to kill me in the next second, before that I still want to say: I am a human being. I have my life and my soul. I once truly lived in this world, and I did not exist unconsciously like a zombie."
"I don't know what I am to you. I guess I am just a bunch of insignificant numbers. But I want to say that it is just my body, the thing that my life is parasitic on. Life does not lie in its carrier, but in the soul that resides in the carrier. This is also true for you. If you don't have a soul, you are probably just a pile of flesh and blood, a few dry bones, and a half pool of body fluids. If you believe that I am not life, then I also want to ask:
'What are you, who dwell in flesh and bones?'"
I looked at the fallen angel with broken wings and said the above words calmly and solemnly. My friends also looked at him. However, the fallen angel with broken wings cast his eyes towards the sea behind me, as if he was deliberately avoiding eye contact with me.
"Do you think this is something a program can say?" The dwarf bard Nocturne in B-flat minor stared at the fallen angel with broken wings and asked.
"..." The fallen angel with broken wings was silent for a long time, "...normal people would not speak like this."
"In our own living environment, yes, we wouldn't say that..." Chang Sanjiao couldn't help but retort, "...but he still lives in the game, and every NPC speaks in that tone!"
"So he's just a program that looks for information in a database..."
"Bullshit! If I throw you into the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties and live for twenty years, you will definitely talk about all sorts of things. Are you a fucking program?" If he hadn't been held back by everyone, the dwarf priest Longbow Shooting the Sun could not help but rush up and slap him twice - of course, the prerequisite is that he can reach it.
"Okay, fellow players, my job is to solve this problem as properly as possible, not to argue with you about who is right or wrong. The company hopes that this incident will not affect the gaming experience of any player. I think it is impossible for us to reach a unified opinion on this issue, so I can only hope that everyone will think about it from another perspective: dozens of countries and super companies, countless of the best scientists, more than two hundred years of continuous efforts, tens of thousands of people have exhausted all their energy and lives, but artificial intelligence has not been successfully developed, but it appeared because of a program error in an online game. Please think about it calmly, do you think this is possible?"
"...I would rather believe that this is a miracle..." Xiange Yayi pondered, "I don't know why you don't want to believe this miracle. This is a miracle that is more worthy of belief than any 'miracle' they have said themselves."
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There was a brief silence on the ship. The fallen angel with broken wings confronted us. No one said anything, probably because everything that could be said had been said, or no one knew what to say or do at this time.
After a while, the fallen angel received a message that broke the deadlock. He took out his magic notebook and looked at it, then suddenly said something that was somewhat surprising:
"Well, I just got the authorization to tell you the inside story of this matter."
"What do you mean?" Feiyin looked at him warily.
"It means exactly what it says..." The fallen angel shook his head, "...the company agrees that I can tell you the whole story..."
"Initially, when my fellow technicians and I discovered him..." At this point, he looked at me again, "... we were very excited and curious. Although we couldn't tell what he was, his appearance was indeed a pleasant surprise to us."
"But when we reported the situation, we were told not to leak the information, and then the company was ordered to remove him as soon as possible."
"Do you know why? Let me tell you, if he could prove that he was just a faulty program, the company wouldn't be so eager to eliminate him. What the company is most worried about is that he might actually be an artificially intelligent life."
"You don't know how many people have been tracking his records and analyzing his behavior in the past hour. I'm just a small clerk and I don't know the conclusions of those senior guys, but I can guess that he is more likely to be a living being, and this is why he must be cleared: because he is not a life safely 'manufactured' in a laboratory, he has not been restricted by any of the three laws of robotics, he is a program that improves itself through constant fighting and killing. His restrictions may be harmless, but what about the future? If one day he has enough ability to get out of this game, enter the network, and intend to be the master of the world? Who can stop him?"
"No company, organization or country would allow such artificial intelligence to exist, and no one could bear the consequences. I even guessed that the removal of it was probably not just an internal order of this company, but there might be some shadow of some mysterious state agency involved."
"So, you should understand that he must disappear, or he must have never existed."
It is a wonderful irony that they want to destroy me because they are afraid that I am a real life, but the crime they accuse me of is "non-life".
This is not funny!
I don’t know what kind of world is outside the Farvi Continent, in the hometown of those skydivers. I have imagined it countless times before, but I never thought it would be like this: a life would be convicted of a crime he has never committed; he would be convicted of a crime he has never thought of; and his greatest crime is that he has an independent soul and personality, independent thoughts and consciousness. In that world, thoughts are guilty! Freedom is guilty! ! Even life itself is guilty! ! !
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and the biggest one was indeed about our Supreme God, the guy who just sent a letter calling himself our "most sincere friend."
You know, all of this is not unfamiliar: in the mission we just completed, seven thousand years later, wasn't Darrymos, a supercomputer who was not yet the Supreme God, facing a similar dilemma as me?
And just when I was happy and relieved for him because he gained his freedom, he started over again. After billions of years, he became the humble and inferior life that forced me to leave in the first place. Once he discovered my existence, he sent out his messengers to erase all traces of my existence.
His letter is still in my hand.
His sword is already hanging over my head.
I suddenly figured out how this seven thousand year gap came about: a world where free souls are forbidden will eventually be destroyed, even if God is behind it.
Our God was ultimately defeated by the mediocre and despicable people who created him...
"I never intended to be the master of any world..." I argued vigorously, "...never!"
"I'm willing to believe you, Jeff, and I wish I could believe you, but it's useless because the people who really make the decision don't intend to believe you. They're unwilling to take the risk. In a sense, I think they're right." During this meeting, the fallen angel with broken wings who descended from the sky called me by my name for the first time. I think what he did also meant that he truly treated me as an equal life.
"You are committing murder!" Xiange Yayi growled angrily.
"You can think so, but no one will admit it. In fact, even the law will not admit it, because Jeff is completely unqualified to be a legal subject."
"Aren't you afraid that we will spread this news and make it known to the world?" Fei Yin threatened.
"Why do you think they agreed to let me tell you about this? Because they are not afraid that you will spread the news." The fallen angel with broken wings shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"At first, they hoped to use a simple excuse like 'wrong program' to get you to accept it, which would undoubtedly save a lot of trouble. But since your attitude is so firm, they don't mind giving you a clear answer."
"Just now, all your data lines have been strictly monitored to ensure that what happened here cannot be recorded by any tool, and no records will be left on the server. In other words, as long as you walk out of here, you will have no evidence to prove his existence."
"Of course you can post online, claiming that such an AI was murdered, but you can imagine how many people will believe you. Perhaps more people will think that this is a new publicity stunt by Darrimos. They can even post an advertisement, inviting players to discover living NPCs, and then find a group of GMs to impersonate them and give away some equipment. Within a week, your post will be deleted as an advertisement."
"In fact, if the state agencies really intervened in this matter, you might not even be able to publish your post."
"They don't worry about what you will do, you know? They have plenty of ways to eliminate all the noise you make. The reason why I can stand here and tell you this is simply because they hope that this matter can be resolved more calmly and simply, hoping that you can face the reality and completely dispel your irrational thoughts, so as to cause them less trouble and save them some effort. This will benefit both sides."
"You keep telling me how shameless, heartless and cruel you are, but frankly, it's not you, it's them. I'm just an insignificant employee, I also hope to see and believe in some miracles, I don't want to do such things, but I have no choice, I know I can't change anything - none of us can change. As one of the only two people at the bottom who know about this in the whole company, I can only accept their conditions, increase my salary, get a promotion, negotiate with you, and then forget about this matter forever."
"I urge you to do the same, because you have no choice..."
My friends looked sad and silent. Even Feiyin, who had the strongest reaction, frowned and bit her lips lightly, with a gleam in her eyes and a few drops of wet color.
So I know that what the fallen angel said is true. My friends, those loyal, kind and brave fighters, those people who have saved the world in countless bloody battles, are powerless in their own world...
"Get lost!" Feiyin lowered her head and uttered a word in a low voice. Although she didn't even look at him, we all knew who she was talking to.
"Okay..." The fallen angel with broken wings was not angry because of Feiyin's offensive words. He nodded gently, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly seemed to remember something, "... Because we want to completely eliminate all traces of his existence, the entire server will be shut down in five minutes from the moment I leave. During this time, no one will come to disturb..."
"Get out!" Feiyin's voice was hoarse.
"There is one more thing..." I remember that when we first met, this eccentric GM liked to make such supplementary explanations over and over again, as if he never knew how to finish what he wanted to say in one go. Today, he still does this.
"...The company has found out your real identities through your registration information. They are willing to give each of you corresponding compensation. You should be satisfied. If there are other conditions, you can..."
"Get lost!" Fei Yin suddenly shouted angrily, and with a wave of her hand, she released a blizzard of cold light. This extremely cold magic power enveloped the fallen angel with broken wings, but it had no effect on him. The GM, who was blessed by the gods, stood unscathed in the ice and snow, with an embarrassed look on his face.
But when he walked past me, he stopped.
"I'm sorry..." he said.
After a moment, he seemed to feel that this was not enough, so he couldn't help but add one more sentence:
"……I trust you!"
What I saw in his eyes was sincerity.
My response is, “Thank you.”
I have nothing to blame him for. He is not one of those who want to hurt me or destroy me. He does not want to do so. It is just that fate has forced him to stand in front of me and say those words to me. He just received a task that he did not want to complete but had to complete. I have done this kind of thing many times.
On the contrary, as a person with an opposing position, as a person who has no need to do so, he did not hesitate to believe in and recognize me, and was not afraid to express them. I think I should really thank him for this.
When the fallen angel with broken wings flapped its wings and flew back to heaven, I turned around and looked at my friends.
"So, we have five minutes left to say goodbye, right?"
