“Is the branch road green?”
"It's green."
"Are neural network and BCI system simulations green?"
"It's green."
"Is uncle's hat green?"
"It's green."
"Grandpa, are you reading "Lecture Notes on Advanced General Relativity"? Damn it, I'm blind..."
Today is Shanglu's third day at work in the control core maintenance office. During these seventy-two hours, he spent most of his time chatting.
The labor department is indeed the busiest department in the 110 workshop system. There are five people in one office, chatting every day during the shift, from apartment assignments to children going to school. Shanglu, the new guy, has naturally become the center of daily routine in the unit. A group of enthusiastic brothers and sisters explained to him in detail how to maximize the benefits provided by the base, which place has the best environment in the allocated apartments, how to buy the most discounted products with the same denomination food card, and when to queue up. Receive two more eggs, and join the sorority organized by the Political Department's Mass Relations Section as early as possible. There are several sororities every year. When you find the right person, you get married. The national policy also encourages it. The social structure that was almost collapsed after the Great Retreat needs to be restored. Please do more. Have more children and get married more often.
Bai Shu and Shang Lu were similar in age. This girl was very bold. She patted her chest and said, "How about you take a look at me?" We digest it internally.
Phytolacca was so frightened that it fled.
There are five people in the office, and the only ones with families are his eldest uncle Wang Xiangbing and his cousin Li Wenxuan. Wang Xiangbing and his wife both work at the 151 base, one is in the operator's office of the 110 system workshop, and the other is in the base logistics office. The couple has a son at the base. He goes to a full-day kindergarten in Chongqing city, and can take time to spend time with his children every weekend. Li Wenxuan currently has no children. His wife is a teacher at Chongqing No. 8 Middle School, and she usually sees less and is away more. Zhang Zhong was unlucky. He went to sororities organized by his work unit and was familiar with the political department, but he didn't meet anyone who liked him. I don't know whether it was because he was too short or because he had dark skin. Zhang Zhong held the political office in his hands. The comrade in charge of the department held up his hands and said with a deep voice that he was the only one left in his old Zhang family. Although his family had no throne to inherit, if he died like this, he would be sorry for his parents and ancestors who died in the retreat. Zong.
Bai Shu has no shortage of suitors in the base. After all, she is well-behaved and smart, but her interest in a single boy has not lasted more than three months.
The labor office is one of the few departments in the 110 workshop system that does not need to be on duty 24 hours a day. It goes to work at 8 a.m., gets off work at 5 p.m., and is on duty until 11 p.m. at the latest. There are a total of eight computers on the two desks. Just glance at the screen every half hour. What is running in the workstation is an AI control model that simulates a brain computer. The green light indicates that it is operating normally, and the red light indicates that an error has occurred. My uncle Wang Xiangbing said that it has not had an error for 66 days.
According to the department's practice, the person with the highest seniority in the office serves as the office director - so Shanglu took on the responsibilities of the director without hesitation and helped take out the trash every day. Who makes him a grandfather?
"Do you know? The old man from the Planning and Work Planning Office next door, Lao Liu, is getting married next month. The woman seems to be a manager of telecommunications and is about to retire."
"He hasn't found a partner yet, right? Is his father getting married?"
"His father is almost sixty, and he is still married for the second time at this age. Lao Liu's mother is gone, isn't he?"
"The big retreat, the old man has been alone for several years."
Every day is a gossip meeting.
Shang Lu sat in a chair with his head buried behind the computer monitor. There were thick piles of old textbooks and handouts on the table in front of him. If he had anything to do, he would peek through the gaps in the pile and glance at the computer screen.
Now he also knows that Old Man Ji has deceived him. He is indeed the successor of the chief engineer, but such a successor has a company in 151. Why is he destined to be a big shot on the first day of airborne landing? The plot of the novel "The Proud Man of Heaven" is It doesn't exist. Everyone has one nose and two holes. Why should you be special? You graduated from Tsinghua University?
But fortunately, at least he was a student of the old guy and had this kind of relationship. Old man Ji arranged him to a safe position according to the wishes of his Phytolacca instructor, and he came back in a big circle to meet Phytolacca's needs. The operator's office was simply a fishing paradise, but his once agitated heart returned to calm. Phytolacca quickly realized that those magnificent, heroic, intense lives and experiences that stood like gods on the earth were not the same. Belonging to oneself, they are actually far away.
Individuals will quickly settle into their own position in such a huge organizational machine. Staying in the operator's office as an office director and lying down comfortably would be a good choice.
"When will the blind date be held at the Qunlian Section of the Political Department?" Shang Lu asked casually.
"The last time was two months ago," Wang Xiangbing said. "The next time will be around the National Day. If you are ready to sign up, I still have a form here. You can take the rest of the form I sent out last time and fill it out."
"Grandpa, someone like you is definitely a hot commodity. You have a high degree of education, an employer, a stable job, no bad habits, and you're pretty. Let the Political Department contact you. There are a lot of unmarried girls of the right age in the rear agencies. They are also anxious," Li Wenxuan said.
"Can't you just look at me?" Bai Shu pursed his lips.
"Don't harm our grandpa. No boy you are dating can last more than three months." Zhang Zhong said, "You have to find a rohan."
"Thank you for your mother." Bai Shu said.
The electric bell on the wall suddenly rang, very harsh.
Wang Xiangbing slumped in his chair, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "It's time, who is going this time?"
"Old rules," someone said.
Then everyone raised a hand.
"Scissors! Rock-paper! Scissors! Rock-paper! Scissors! Rock-paper!"
In the end, Li Wenxuan was defeated, and he angrily took out a red safety helmet from under the table, put it on, and went out to the workshop.
Someone needs to be sent to the workshop every two hours to inspect the workshop. This is a rule in the system. This rule is necessary for the labor calculation office or the construction office, but the gods in the construction office are dissatisfied with this. After all, Their main job now is to run a model on the computer, and the only purpose of going around the workshop is to remind the outside world that they are still alive.
"Uncle Cousin, remember to be positive when you go to the workshop. Maybe Mr. Ji will promote you to be his successor!" Zhang Zhong shouted at Li Wenxuan's back.
"Son of a bitch." Li Wenxuan turned around and raised his middle finger.
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With a "beep-" sound, Phytolacca looked up and saw the red light on the computer screen.
The simulated brain-computer AI control system that had been operating normally for 66 days came to an end at this moment. Wang Xiangbing said that this result had met the requirements. The third-generation BIC system currently used on Honglian can only guarantee that there will be no major problems for 20 days. Write a report and submit it for completion.
The brain-computer interface system, also known as the BIC system, is a bridge between the driver and the giant machine computer. It captures and collects the discharge signals of neurons in various areas of the cerebral cortex by implanting invasive electrodes into the driver, and then identifies and decodes them through AI algorithms and converts them into giant machines. The operating instructions of the machine, the BIC system and the force feedback simulation system together constitute the control core of the giant machine.
"A simulation is a simulation after all. It would be great if it can be used for 30 days. The core of things like brain-computer interfaces is algorithms." Wang Xiangbing said, "With our current technical level, using electrodes to probe the brain nerves collected Meta-firing activity is still very crude, and without machine learning, computers have no way of identifying what the brain is trying to do."
"The maintenance manual says that we did not realize the extraction and transcoding of the brain's abstract thinking information until the third generation BIC system." Shanglu said, "Is this the generation Honglian is using?"
"That's right." Wang Xiangbing nodded, "It's the generation Honglian is using, the most advanced."
"But it will also cause the greatest harm to the driver." Bai Shu added.
"Did they really put the electrodes deep into the posterior parietal cortex of the brain?" Phytolacca was surprised.
"Because the role of the BIC system is not limited to operating giant machines, if it is just to operate giant machines, it can be used in a non-invasive way." Wang Xiangbing said, "But it also has to undertake difficult computing tasks, which requires the brain and computer It must be deeply connected to extract and collect more complex and abstract mathematical information and operation instructions. In this case, the human brain is part of the supercomputer, which instructs the computer to perform analysis and operations."
"That's why pilots can't be long-term." Bai Shu added.
Phytolacca recalled the girl suspended in the transparent cockpit. Although she was so crazy and laughing, she was actually just a brain in a vat.
“The damage and consequences caused by BIC to the human brain vary from person to person. Women are more adaptable to BIC than men because the interaction between male hormones, especially testosterone, and the pituitary gland and hypothalamus will affect BIC. , while the female endocrine environment is more friendly. Under normal circumstances, they take medicine to suppress adverse reactions." Wang Xiangbing sighed, "Almost every driver has giant machine syndrome, so it is best to stay away from them. "
"What is the disease of giant machine syndrome?"
"It's not a disease, it's a very complex clinical manifestation. Almost everyone is different." Wang Xiangbing scratched his forehead, "We still know too little about the human brain, and the consequences of intruding deeply without authorization are Can not be controlled."
"But there is no way." Zhang Zhong spread his hands.
Angels are too powerful and humans have no ability to resist.
As the most intelligent primates on earth, humans have relied on their own brains to stand out and gradually climb to the top of the food chain, becoming the most successful species on earth in the past billions of years. Now facing enemies beyond common sense, The only thing humans can do is continue to tap into their own brains.
Carefully select the best brains among hundreds of millions of people, equip them with the most powerful giant armor and the most sophisticated detection equipment, and then go into battle to destroy the most powerful enemies.
This is really the cruelest war era.
After get off work, Phytolacca took out the white hat that stood out from the crowd and put it on. After coming out of the dull cave, the first thing everyone had to do was to take a deep breath of fresh air. Phytolacca also took a deep breath.
The air was shaking slightly, and there was a muffled roar in the distance.
He raised his head and looked up, and saw the dense crimson tongues of fire roaring across the sky under the sunset. The sound echoed in the mountains, making the eardrums hurt. Everyone looked up to see them passing high above their heads. , passed through the sky above the 151 base and shot towards the other side of the mountain. Phytolacca did not know where their launching position was. The first batch of rocket launchers lasted for fifteen seconds. Fifteen seconds later, the second batch of rocket launchers took off again, like The torrent of flames is projected into a distance beyond the reach of the eyes.
