Huang Hui is 32 years old. He studied artificial intelligence in college and graduate school, focusing on neural networks.
On the surface, he is still an excellent employee of Future Vision, a high-achieving white-collar worker. Even the company's new artificial intelligence - [Tiangong Kaiwu] has a share of his contribution.
But deep down, he always thought he should be a sociologist.
Compared with the logical and cold code, Huang Hui prefers to study things about "people".
Even in the humanities channel of a video platform called Station A, he is still a relatively well-known UP host.
[Omnic Eye] is his account ID at Station A. He often publishes videos that interpret human social phenomena from the perspective of artificial intelligence.
Huang Hui has always believed that artificial intelligence, or "algorithms," essentially exist to simplify processes and improve efficiency.
Human society is a high-speed machine. From a macro perspective, pursuing the maximization of interests and efficiency is an inevitable choice for society.
But he later discovered that when you lower your gaze from high places and focus from human society to human individuals, you will see that human nature itself pursues something completely opposite to efficiency.
For example, when conditions permit, people will choose to eat a fresh meal instead of eating a simple and efficient energy bar, even if the nutritional ratio of the energy bar may be healthier.
Everyone will have their own favorite clothes, and they will spend time and money to create unique outfits for the sake of "beauty" instead of wearing simple and uniform work clothes.
For another example, everyone wants a big house of their own and is willing to spend time decorating it the way they like, rather than living in a uniform capsule room, although a capsule room of the same area is cheaper and can accommodate more people. people.
Society is made up of people, but human nature and sociality can go to two extremes.
Huang Hui likes what Zhang Changlin said very much: "Society treats us as rotating gears, but we must treat ourselves as human beings."
It was also because of this sentence that Huang Hui followed Zhang Changlin three years ago and became his 172nd fan on AP.
Now, there are 38,000 fans on Zhang Changlin's AP account.
The account name also changed from Teacher Zhang to Comrade Zhang Changlin.
In the past, under this account, you could see many videos of Zhang Changlin helping workers get pensions, videos of Zhang Changlin helping laid-off workers get re-employed, and some of his own random writings.
There is nothing now, the account has been cleared and banned.
Because of the video Zhang Changlin posted, and even more so because of the subsequent accusations made by Zhang Changfeng, Sun Heng, Jiang Chao and others.
But Huang Hui instinctively felt that Zhang Changlin had been wronged.
He did not believe that a person who worked hard to collect pensions for the bottom workers would collude with Future Vision in an attempt to embezzle the compensation of laid-off workers.
He did not believe that a person working on the front line of reemployment of the unemployed would spread rumors that all the unemployed had been massacred.
To put it bluntly, he didn't believe that a person who could say "Society treats us as parts, we must treat ourselves as human beings" would do such crazy and stupid things!
Therefore, the moment he saw Zhang Changfeng and others accusing Zhang Changlin, he decided to go to the scene of the incident to have a look in person.
If the massacre was true, there were thousands of corpses, and it would be impossible to clean up all the traces in less than a day.
As for the place where the incident occurred, Huang Hui had already found out from the Internet.
Zhang Changfeng and others held a march in Times Square, and the deputy mayor of the city hall at the time also appeared. Information about these events is relatively easy to find online.
In order to find out the truth of the matter, Huang Hui also brought his best video equipment and drove to Times Square in his private car.
It was already the afternoon when the massacre occurred.
The sun has not completely set yet, and the orange sunlight shines from the west side of the city, and the city near Times Square is shrouded in a layer of mist.
This layer of fog mixes with the river surrounding the city. At first glance, it makes people think that it is late autumn.
Huang Hui drove across the Beixing Bridge and ran straight into the fog.
In an instant, the noise filled his ears.
Only then did he see clearly that thousands of people had gathered on the other side of the bridge.
"Zhang Changlin is a liar! We would rather leave City No. 18 and starve to death outside than go to work paying money to capitalists!"
“I want unemployment compensation, not a job!”
Thousands of people who had died long ago in Zhang Changlin's video are now appearing alive in front of Huang Hui's eyes.
They gathered under a high platform, and Zhang Changfeng, Sun Heng, and Jiang Chao stood on the high platform.
Together with thousands of people in the audience, they roared and shouted.
But Huang Hui could no longer hear any sounds, and his brain roared when he saw these people.
It's like one day when you were molested and you went to the police station to call the police. The people in the police station promised you justice, but then turned around and sent you to the abuser's bed.
Huang Hui felt that something deep in his heart suddenly shattered.
"Liar...liar..."
"They're all liars!"
He sat in the car, his hand holding the steering wheel gradually became stronger, and a trace of scarlet breath began to brew in his pupils.
It was as light as smoke at first, gradually thickened like fog, and when it was about to condense into water, a communication request from Manager Hu suddenly popped up on the AP bracelet on his wrist.
Huang Hui suddenly woke up from his previous state.
He skipped work to come here. Although the work at hand has been completed, if the manager finds out that he skipped work, this month's bonus and perfect attendance may be lost.
He didn't notice the deformed steering wheel. He just hurriedly closed the window, rubbed his face, and opened the communication.
However, on the screen projected by the AP, Manager Hu did not appear, but a man wearing a black hoodie with his entire face hidden in the shadows.
Huang Hui was confused: "Who are you? Where is Manager Hu?"
The man did not answer Huang Hui's question, but said to himself in an electronically synthesized voice: "Huang Hui, doesn't it feel good to be deceived?"
"It feels like some of the beliefs in your heart have suddenly collapsed. Are you confused? Are you angry?"
"Don't you want to do something?"
Huang Hui raised his eyebrows and cursed: "...who the hell are you?"
He was in a bad mood right now, and suddenly a man came out pretending to be his manager, and he was still talking about it. He immediately became impatient, and raised his hand to hang up the communication.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that [Omnic Eye], as a top UP who pays attention to society and humanities, are you willing to only post things that make children happy and entertain yourself?"
Huang Hui turned off the communication and his eyes became dangerous.
Omnic Eye is his account name on Station A, but the problem is that when he registered this account, he had already taken multiple layers of confidentiality measures due to work reasons. With his level of artificial intelligence, he is confident that ordinary people will not be able to detect him at all.
But now this person called out directly.
Huang Hui's heated brain finally slowly cooled down.
This person can check his own account and make calls to himself pretending to be Manager Hu, which shows that this person is either a master hacker or has deep background resources.
No matter which one it is, once you reject him rudely, if he really wants to make trouble with you, he will be hard to guard against.
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything. I am just an enthusiastic netizen, because recently I have seen people on the Internet using public opinion to confuse right and wrong, and I just want to contribute to a healthy Internet environment."
"But I don't have hundreds of thousands of fans myself, so I turned to you."
Huang Hui said calmly: "There are countless people on AP who have more fans than me. You can definitely go find them..."
The man waved his hand disdainfully: "Looking for them? I'm not bringing goods. Who makes you the top person in the social and cultural area?"
"You should understand how difficult it is for people at the bottom to get fair treatment in today's society."
"Internet exposure has almost become the last channel for people at the bottom to pursue justice."
"But now, Zhang Changlin has made a very bad start!"
"Once something like him tries to fabricate something and try to use public opinion to blackmail the City Hall again, then the public's trust in this channel of fighting for justice through exposure will collapse!"
"We must let everyone know the seriousness of this problem so that something like this never happens again."
Huang Hui said nothing.
The man in the video saw this and continued: "If you still have illusions about Zhang Changlin... Haha, I also have direct evidence of his secret deal with Future Vision, and I can send you a copy."
With that said, Huang Hui's account received several screenshots of bank statements.
They were all the bosses of Future Vision, and they made 7 calls to Zhang Changlin, totaling more than 8 million yuan.
Huang Hui looked at these pictures, his masseter muscles on his face kept squirming, his eyes were dim and unclear, but he never let go.
At this time, he saw the person hiding in the shadows, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a strange purple light——
"The lost lamb needs guidance!"
"Come on, we are speaking for the people at the bottom of the entire society!"
"Without you, they will lose their last stronghold!"
"We are the warriors on the front line!"
"Even if we fall before dawn, the last barrier of justice will be branded with your and my names!"
