Every citizen can select copies of what he needs, desires, and dreams from a database that collects various mental models to become his own "social tool."
Upload the source code of the digital personality to the public mental model library and make it open source to all citizens...
The other party's answer made Jiang Zhou instantly speechless.
It was a feeling of wanting to say something, but nothing could be said.
"Madeline" probably took Jiang Zhou's silence at this moment as hesitation, so she continued to persuade:
"Although it sounds scary, please don't worry...this choice will not cause any 'actual' losses to you 'currently'."
Her words were sincere and brutal.
"After uploading your own personality source code, although your replicas will inherit your thoughts, knowledge, and emotions... this will absolutely not damage the subject who is currently thinking about 'you'. What those replicas do to you For them, they are just other objects that have nothing to do with you. And as time goes by, the difference between them and you will become bigger and bigger..."
Until there is no intersection at all and they become completely different people.
But what she said sounded to Jiang Zhou like a moth flying under a night light, becoming increasingly blurry.
At this moment, in his mind, he couldn't help but picture a luxurious dinner scene - countless elegant and jeweled aristocratic men and women mingled with each other on a terrace covered with grapevines and decorated with gold lamps and silver candles.
They sipped the blood-red wine from crystal cups and talked loudly among themselves about scholarship, philosophy, art and morality. It exchanges countless beautiful spiritual wealth and material enjoyments of the human race.
The foundation stone of the terrace under their feet was made of countless corpses - albeit copies and pasted copies of their own corpses.
Thousands of citizens require tens of thousands of slaves.
Jiang Zhou thought.
Throughout the ages, no great city has been built without the bricks and tiles being held firm by the shoulders of countless slaves and laborers.
And this city of sages is no exception.
So, Jiang Zhou opened his mouth and said:
“What about the city’s regulations?”
His voice was soft.
"What rules?"
"Madeline" was still talking about her admonishment, but Jiang Zhou's words made her stop talking.
As for the other party's question, this woman who looked to be in her early twenties seemed a little confused.
"You are not allowed to disrupt your own or other people's substitute programs in any way."
Jiang Zhou patiently repeated the first rule of the city that the guard captain had told him before.
He really wanted to know the answer, because the tone when that person talked about this rule was like a dreamer talking about his dream, a believer preaching his faith, a passionate person talking about his lover - that It is a complex emotion mixed with reverence and pride, and it is extremely contagious even if it is not said deliberately.
But why can the person in front of him... and the enthusiastic audience in the audience completely ignore the fact that the copied copies, including himself, are regarded as "slaves, vent objects, and pets"?
Even the person in front of him - the substitute Can Xiang who had been following him before. Even though Jiang Zhou didn't know what she had experienced before she became a "wandering soul", it couldn't be a happy thing, right?
So as the original body of her own copy, why can she be so indifferent?
"Is this where you are struggling?"
But this time, it was the other party who was surprised.
"Those regulations are all between citizens... Besides, why do you think of them as human beings?"
"Madeline" replied.
Jiang Zhou was speechless once again - they only regarded the more than a thousand official citizens present at the venue as human beings. Just like in ancient Greece, only adult males in a city-state could have citizen status.
So what are the many clones left, including his own clone?
Just a slave?
One hundred years have passed, thousands of years have passed... Human society has undergone earth-shaking changes on the surface, but there are still some things that will not change.
As long as some people are expelled, no matter how cruel things are, it will be acceptable.
"Why should we consider them human beings?"
After a long while, Jiang Zhou recovered from his daze. Then he looked directly into the other person's eyes and said:
"If they are not human, then what are they? What does it mean that you get real emotional comfort from those clones?"
Even, to a certain extent, they are not as good as the demons who push people of other faiths into the "bathroom"...those genocides in history expelled others in order to close their own empathy. , so that the hand that raises the butcher knife will not tremble due to empathy. On the contrary, they made full use of their empathy to learn the value of being human from those "slaves".
And about this...
"They are fictitious, ethereal existences. They have no solid physical existence, just like characters in movies. The comfort we get from those fictional characters does not mean that we need to regard them as real people - we We can control them to look the way we need, just like turning pages or adjusting the progress bar of a video. So essentially, they are reflections of our selves, not objects."
"Madeline" replied with a smile.
"Treat them as tools... But the biggest difference between you and your own clone is that you appeared in cyberspace a short time earlier than them."
Jiangzhou Road.
"I think the difference is big enough. One step is slow and one step is slow. There are no opportunities to overtake in corners in this world."
To this question, "Madeline" replied.
"So, do you really not feel guilty or remorseful?"
Jiang Zhou continued to ask reluctantly.
To this, the other party replied calmly:
"If necessary, those clones can feel guilt and remorse for us. God or whatever, we have received enough punishment... Of course, in most cases, this part of the memory will be Erase it, this will save you a lot of unnecessary trouble."
Jiang Zhou was shocked by the logic in the other party's words.
When they chose this path, they knew that when their personality data was copied and oppressed, they would definitely regret their previous choices - and since there is "another self" who regrets it, then the real self will No need to regret anymore.
Jiang Zhou felt that he could not continue chatting with someone with such a strange way of thinking, so he turned to a more practical statement:
"Then those clones won't lose control or...resist?"
Jiang Zhou didn't believe that those guys with personality would really wait to die silently like slaves.
"This is rarely the case...but for those clones that have abnormal conditions, they will also be reset by the Sun Bureau. As I said before, just like a book or movie, we can jump back to the part we like at any time. "
It is said to be a reset, but in fact it is just a copy and paste of an earlier version.
"What about the JZ network protocol? How are you going to solve it?"
Finally, Jiang Zhou asked the most critical question.
When Jiang Zhou was designing digital personality technology, he specially designed the JZ network protocol in order to avoid ethical issues caused by large-scale copying of personalities. The agreement stipulates that when designing for online intelligence interaction, only one digital personality can exist at the same time.
Today, both the Abyss Dark Web and the World Wide Web are all iterations of his previous technological development. Theoretically, something similar shouldn't happen.
but……
"Have you forgotten where this is? This is not the World Wide Web, nor the Abyss Dark Web. It is the Styx Firewall itself that feeds on the human intelligence model and devours personality intelligence... At least here, there will be nothing like you. Those barriers exist."
(End of chapter)
