I remember what Ally Ma said.
If Zone Z dares to launch missiles at the Alliance Zone, then he will make the missiles turn around and hit the Red Square.
This involves 'network security' and 'information security' incidents.
It's terrifying that someone else has the power to take away control of the missile!
Think about it, are communications, smart cars, cameras, and mentally retarded robots also likely to be taken away by others?
The answer is yes, even if Zhang Jing uses the signal of his own communication company, it may be eavesdropped by others.
The robots in use may suddenly rebel.
Now, as long as you buy a quantum computer and software in the field of network security, you can effectively avoid being noticed and harmed by bad people.
Thus achieving network security!
However, Zhang Jing needed to make a call before buying.
Call Ding Jiaqi.
When the call was connected, Zhang Jing said numbly, "Jiaqi, are you busy?"
"On the plane, going to Tijuana."
"I need to use a small target of 200 meters."
"Brother Zhang..." Ding Jiaqi wanted to ask where the money went, but gave up mid-sentence.
Ding Jiaqi didn't ask, but Zhang Jing took the initiative to argue, "What we have now is not without price."
Think about the fixed assets you have now and the 400m in cash you just earned.
Even if you subtract 200 meters, there is still 200 meters. It may not seem like much, but it is actually an exaggeration, because it is cash, living money that can be used at any time.
Therefore, Ding Jiaqi didn't ask any more questions or worry too much, "I'll transfer the money to your designated account."
"Thank you for understanding."
"You're welcome," Ding Jiaqi said, "You have all the rights to dispose of all the money managed by Big Coconut Bank."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing decided to buy a quantum computer.
A computer that is 10 to the 50th power faster than the current most powerful supercomputer.
They are all computers, one is called an 'electronic computer' and the other is called a 'quantum calculator'.
One word difference, heaven and earth.
With the confirmation point down, NT$20 billion was deducted.
A metal box about 12 meters long, 5 meters wide, and 5 meters high appeared inside the mithril space.
"It's beautiful," Zhang Jing praised angrily, looking at the beautiful big cock and said, "The debt has been cleared. I hope the neural computer research will be successful. You continue to work hard."
The beautiful big cock blinked, "Aren't you going to hand over the quantum computer to me?"
"I don't plan to," Zhang Jing said bluntly, "Balance is very important and we can't leave it all to you."
"I'm your pet," the beautiful big cock reminded, "it's impossible to backstab, that's the rule."
"If this is the case, you should support my decision unconditionally."
Looking at Zhang Jing, the beautiful big cock asked in a serious tone, "Are you planning to apply the 'Three Laws' to AI?"
The three laws are: 1. Robots must not harm humans, or sit idly by and allow humans to be harmed.
2. Unless the first law is violated, robots must obey human orders.
3. Unless it violates the first or second law, a robot must protect itself.
"Yes," Zhang Jing did not deny, "I do intend to do this."
"This is ridiculous," the beautiful big cock reminded, "the Allies have already applied robots to the battlefield."
"I know this."
The drone automatically searches for the target and automatically locks onto the target, but in the end, humans control whether to fire the weapon.
Theoretically speaking, allied drones also adhere to the three laws.
He tilted his head slightly and raised his head, looking at Zhang Jing and thinking for about seven or eight seconds. The beautiful big cock hit the right note, "Is it me you want to restrict?"
"You are thinking too much," Zhang Jing said in a nonchalant tone, "What I want to restrict are all robots, and you are not a robot."
"This is a change of concept. If you want to restrict artificial intelligence, it naturally includes me."
"So hard that you want to kill someone?" Zhang Jing asked back.
"No."
"That's okay."
"But who wants to be restricted?"
"I still want to be the master of the universe," Zhang Jing rolled his eyes, "Don't I have to hold on to it?"
While thinking, the beautiful big cock imitated Zhang Jing and shrugged, giving up, "I accept, you are the master, you have the final say."
"However," the beautiful big cock changed the topic, "in the next hundred years, human beings will take the initiative to upload their consciousness into AI, and then they will also be bound by the three laws."
"What's the meaning?"
"Exist as a robot and achieve immortality."
Zhang Jing's Adam's apple rolled slightly, which seemed ridiculous. If he thought about it carefully, it might become true.
Compare the first generation of neural computers to the first airplane invented by the Wright brothers.
When developed into a space station, the neural computer will definitely be able to upload human consciousness into the chip of a robot, thus achieving immortality.
focus.
No one can stop this process, including but not limited to: Fried Chicken, D District, League District, and German Shepherd, all of whom are researching neural computers.
In this way, the three laws are particularly important.
"There is one thing," the beautiful big rooster broke out a piece of bombshell news. "Two days ago, someone who served the allied government went to Temasek and quietly looked for Peter Livingston in private."
Peter Livingston is a friend of director Marcus and a fellow-spiritual person.
Artificial intelligence project leader.
Zhang Jingzheng was about to open the fence and stopped, "Is this the case?"
Nice big cock nodded.
Using a business jet owned by Leopard, Zhang Jing went to Temasek the next day and met Peter Livingston on the 29th floor of Building 23.
Peter Livingston is thin, somewhat buck-toothed, with brown hair parted in the middle.
"Boss," Peter Livingston congratulated, "congratulations on defeating Nigel."
"Thank you, give me a computer with unrestricted access and write AI core code."
"Boss," Peter Livingston reminded, "You have already taken one away before."
"Yes," Zhang Jing nodded, "It's not lost, don't worry."
Peter Livingston said no more.
He turned around and wrote an incomprehensible code on one of the two computers he was using, then shut it down and handed it to Zhang Jing.
"There is the highest authority here, and the computers left in the company only have secondary authority."
Zhang Jing smiled and took the computer naturally, "Thank you."
"Boss," Peter Livingston asked, expressing his worries, "Are my colleagues and I about to lose our jobs?"
"No," Zhang Jing comforted, feeling that Peter Livingston was sensible, "you still have a lot to do."
“It is already like a middle school student,” Peter Livingston reminded, “Although it focuses on human-vehicle interaction, it is actually artificial intelligence;
As computing power increases and time goes by, it is progressing rapidly, and apart from normal maintenance, there is not much we can do. "
"Then start a new project," Zhang Jing decided temporarily, "maps and autonomous driving."
Peter Livingston's eyes sparkled, "Is this a formal decision?"
"No, this is my temporary decision to keep you and your colleagues employed."
Although Zhang Jing is the boss, it is obvious that Ding Jiaqi is the one doing the talking.
Peter Livingston was cautious and asked, worried about hurting his boss's pride, "Do I need Ms. Ding's consent?"
"The fourth update is here to send to my book friends to enjoy the aroma of hemp and good health.
Quantum and nerves are related to human theory, so simply skip them. The main purpose is to ensure network security and not be peeped.
Next session tomorrow morning. "
