"Xiao Wu, I told you a few days ago that I would introduce you to your instructor. How did you discuss it with your family?"
"The five- to six-figure tuition fee is too expensive and I can't afford it."
"That's not top-notch, there are regular teachers too."
"Forget it."
"What, your family doesn't agree with you learning this?"
"No, it's just that I suddenly lost interest in artificial intelligence. Director Chen, I'm sorry for wasting your kindness."
"Xiao Wu, you are very talented. It would be a waste if you don't learn this. I can help you. If you have some problems at home, I can actually help you intercede with your parents."
"No, actually I have other interests. I have recently become obsessed with playing piano. I have already signed up for a private lesson. It is getting late and I have to go to class.
Director Chen, I am here today to return my library card, and also to say thank you. I may not come to the library to read again in the future. Thank you for taking care of me these days. "
After saying that, Wu Ke picked up the satchel bag next to him and stuffed the last book on artificial intelligence owned by the library back into the bookshelf. He waved his sleeves, but did not take away half of the book. Professional books have left the library here.
"..."
The old library director opened his mouth and looked at the young man's back as he left carefreely. He didn't say anything after all. Only after the young man completely walked out of the automatic door of the library, he sighed helplessly: "Young people always do things in threes." The popularity, but it’s a pity that the talent of learning artificial intelligence knowledge, alas..."
Outside, Wu Ke came out into a deserted alley.
Raising his hand, he looked at a sports watch on his wrist that was said to have a market value of more than 800,000 yuan.
The owner of this watch was a resident gambler in Las Vegas a few days ago.
However, just a few days ago, the man was losing a lot of money playing cards with him, but after losing the game, he couldn't afford to lose, so he looked for someone to pester him... well, he was looking for trouble.
In desperation, Wu Ke could only rob the man in tears.
Thinking about it now, he just hoped that the guy with his underpants had not starved to death on the streets of Las Vegas in the past few days.
Wu Ke was going to make up lessons. He did not lie to the old curator about this, but the lesson he was taking was not a piano lesson, but a real artificial intelligence course.
These days, Wu Ke inquired with the old director of the library about the top players in the artificial intelligence industry, but he did not go through the other party's channels.
Instead, I went there by myself, signed up in person, and took extra classes. Today is almost the last class.
The black armor shape of SB Kamen Rider directly covered his body. Wu Ke soared into the sky in the alley and headed towards Yanjing.
. . . .
Yanjing, Chinese Academy of Sciences, single residential area for academicians in the south, the fourth from the last small villa.
Domestic people say that Academician Jiang, one of the top experts in artificial intelligence, lives here.
After pouring a cup of coffee and a cup of black tea, Academician Jiang placed the black tea on the table opposite.
"I have taught you all the logical algorithms you need. If you want more knowledge, please forgive me. I can't tell you."
Academician Jiang looked calm and was drinking coffee, but he was still a little nervous inside.
Although during these days of teaching, he made it clear that the strange student opposite him who came to his door was not an unruly guy, but whoever faced a person who could sneak into the Chinese Academy of Sciences without being caught by outsiders and insiders , the guards who were always guarding the outside discovered that a guy wearing black armor and not having "I am a mysterious person" written on his face would make everyone feel frightened.
. . . .
Time, back to four days ago, that night, Academician Jiang just returned to his dormitory villa from the research institute, opened the door and entered the house, and he found a guy in black armor sitting on the sofa chair where he usually sat.
As soon as the other party saw him, he used very mysterious means to subdue him. Academician Jiang thought that some kind of agent from another country came to steal information. When he might be killed, the other party made a request. He taught himself to have knowledge about artificial intelligence.
At that time, Academician Jiang refused immediately. Although he was an academician and not an armed police soldier, he also understood what it means to be loyal to the country, but he was determined not to say anything and would never expose any important national information. Research information.
But no matter what, the mysterious man who suddenly appeared and subdued him gave him too much. What was placed in front of him at that time was a stack of foreign exchange banknotes. It was a weapon of capitalism that eroded people's hearts. Unfortunately, he couldn't withstand it at that time. Coercion and inducement.
Well, in fact, the request made by the other party is not excessive, and it does not involve the exposure of important national research materials. It is just a basic guidance and teaching of artificial intelligence.
As a result, Academician Jiang was a bit cunning and agreed to the paid private training course requested by the other party, and kept it a secret without telling anyone else about it.
From that day until now, Academician Jiang has spent more than two hours of free time every day to make up lessons for the other party. I thought this was not too difficult, but with only eight hours of effective guidance time, Academician Jiang As an academician, I saw a question-asking machine that seemed to have a hundred thousand questions in its mouth.
This man seems to have a bunch of professional problems hidden in his belly. Those problems are not too difficult for him, but they cover a wide range of topics, including almost all computer artificial intelligence disciplines and all accessible logical calculation knowledge. Ask questions.
And he finally figured out that what his student really wanted was the core logical intelligent algorithm of artificial intelligence.
Academician Jiang, who was overwhelmed by the pile of questions, took out this thing during the fourth period of class.
Now, Academician Jiang is a little worried that after the other party has obtained this third-generation artificial intelligence logic algorithm that has actually been used by civilian enterprises, there will be other attempts.
For example, I also want to get the fourth-generation artificial intelligence core algorithm that is now maturely available in the institute, and the fifth-generation algorithm program that is being developed by the institute...
The third generation logic algorithm has entered civilian use, and there will be no problem if it is exposed. The fourth generation is still an intelligent program for research institutes and some military facilities, and there will be considerable risks if it is exposed. As for the fifth generation, it is completely Technological competition is a state secret.
. . . .
Academician Jiang was drinking coffee on the surface, but the hand in his pocket held an alarm. He was prepared to be threatened again by the mysterious student who called himself SB Kamen Rider. Preparation for inducements.
He looked at the other person nervously, watching as the black armored helmet on the upper surface of the other person's head stretched like a fluid and transformed into a straw, which was inserted into the black tea cup he poured over to suck the tea inside.
Watching the other person finish drinking the tea, he lifted the large satchel he had brought with him today onto the table. He put his hand in as if to pull out some dangerous weapon, and then pointed it towards him.
However, this dangerous expected picture did not appear. The other party just turned the entire large satchel over, but poured out a lot of capital-corrosive things from it. Stacks of large-denomination foreign currency banknotes were all over the place. above the table.
"What do you mean? I-I can tell you that I, Mr. Jiang, will not be defeated by a mere money offensive..."
Academician Jiang stuttered a little. He was not someone who had never seen money. After all, the state allocated more than one billion yuan in research funds every year.
But the problem is, that is not the money in his pocket, but these things in front of him may become the things in his pocket.
"Let me tell you the truth, the third generation logic algorithm is the limit of what I can give. Even if you give me all the money, I will not reveal anything else to you..."
"What are you thinking about? I'll give you this money, Teacher Jiang, you have such a big face!"
Wu Ke looked strangely at the academician-level teacher he had found after searching for fame.
"Well, don't you want to continue to bribe me with money?"
Academician Jiang asked.
"A class lasts two hours. I recognize your value, so I gave you a high six-digit hourly supplementary tuition fee. In less than eight hours, I spent 1.2 million, but you didn't get it. It is enough to learn what you want.
As for this money and these preparation tuition fees, I underestimated my own learning ability and prepared a little too much.
But now, I don’t need to make up classes, so I just want you to help me donate these extra things. Don’t think too much! "
Saying this, the black armor on Wu Ke's wrist squirmed and spit out a sports watch, and he threw it on top of the money.
"Hey, you want to donate money, but you can do this yourself. Why do you need me to do it for you?"
Academician Jiang was a little puzzled.
"Do you think it's convenient for me?"
The black armor on Wu Ke's body squirmed, revealing an extraordinary scene.
Academician Jiang had seen it before and was not too surprised.
"In addition, I am going to do another big thing, and I don't have time to supervise the flow of this large amount of money, so I need a tool... ahem, a good partner with trustworthy character."
"So, I am that good partner (what you just said was a tool man, I have already heard it)!"
Academician Jiang smiled bitterly.
"Of this, 5% will be given to you as a reward, and the rest will be donated to the national Project Hope project in the name of your SB partner."
Wu Ke's tone was not that of a discussion, but more like the tone of the last world when he gave instructions to his subordinates who were tool men of various races. After speaking, he planned to leave here.
"Who are you, learning artificial intelligence from me, and what do you plan to do with it?"
As for Academician Jiang, when he was about to leave, he called out to him from behind and asked loudly and impulsively.
"I'm just a passing SB Masked Rider, no, a guard. As for what I want to do with the knowledge of artificial intelligence, you will know this soon."
Wu Ke turned around, his back pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, and his whole body slowly and bit by bit penetrated through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window in the transformation of subtle evil thoughts and entities.
“This world is a beautiful place, but it is still unavoidable that there are sins and darkness that breed in corners that people cannot see during the day.
I want to use the SB Masked Guardian to rise above the world and the world, become another sun in the night, shine the light on the earth, and eliminate the sin and darkness that breeds in the corners of the world as much as possible. Devour it!
Academician Jiang, just look forward to it. The world will usher in extraordinary changes. There may be places that need you. I just hope that you won’t be as afraid of me as you are now. , fear me.
I'm a good person, and I've never lied to you about that! "
After throwing away the beautiful words, Wu Ke flew away directly.
When the sky darkened, no one could spot him flying in the sky.
. . . .
The silver moon hung high in the sky, like the big full moon on the first night back home.
At this moment, it was suitable for him to be upright and come up with the results that he had spent ten and a half days on.
The False Face 3.0 version is now an evil unit unit renamed [SB Masked Guard].
The black ball falls, forms a human form, and a mask representing himself as [SB] is put on.
"Masked Guard No. 1, ready!"
The formed humanoid individual shouted loudly.
"Very good, Masked Guardian No. 1, you are very energetic.
So now, let me see your extraordinary intelligence in actually executing justice. "
"Yes, mother body."
"Call me, Zero!"
"Yes, mother body."
"Repeat what I said."
"Call you Zero, Matrix!"
"Forget it, call it whatever you want, you continue with your righteous intelligent process."
Wu Ke said with a dark face.
Masked Guard No. 1 turned its head and feet directly, and its entire body was like a paratrooper landing, heading towards the border city it was specifically looking for below.
. . . .
"Here's a pack of cigarettes, boss."
"Ten dollars."
Close to the border of Woolly Bear Country, other places have only late autumn weather, but here it is already winter.
The man in a thick cotton-padded jacket took out a cigarette he had just bought. He lit it and took a puff when he felt a strong wind blowing next to him.
The man raised his head and saw a guy wearing strange black armor suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could ask anything, he felt a pain in his chest, and then the whole world he saw seemed to move backwards.
With a bang, the man fell into the snowdrift, his body twitching. If there was no ambulance to treat the internal bleeding injury in time, this man would be dead.
"Masked Guardian, execute justice."
The strange black armored figure made a strange voice.
From the sky, a figure also dressed in black armor slowly floated down. After Wu Ke scanned the man's injuries below, he recorded them in the notebook he held.
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