"So that's it."
In this era when the gods are awakening, every superpower is extremely important. According to the probability of no more than one in a million, the Qingmang Republic with a population of one billion does not have more than a thousand people with super powers.
It is regrettable but very realistic that most of these thousand people will hide their abilities from the country and look for opportunities to go to Xizhou and Taotie to pursue a more "better" life.
Coupled with the active solicitation, kidnapping, and assassination of some countries, the "lunar eclipse" caused by Chiwu alone led to the death of dozens of superpowers. I wonder how many are left?
The number of superpowers in a country is the same as the number of nuclear weapons. It is a top secret that only the country's top bosses can master and has never been made public.
This person is a person with special abilities that is being trained by the Department of Superpowers. He is also a promising scientific research talent. He needs to become an important person on the "insider". He must be guarded by Lao Li as a treasure.
But he died suddenly! I'm afraid Lao Li was so angry that he vomited blood, right? No wonder I called him in the middle of the night to ask him to work overtime, it was just a way to vent his anger.
"I have sent this person's information to your goddess system before. Why don't you take a look first?"
Xiao Han reminded him carefully.
"Oh, let me take a look."
Meng Fei took out his cell phone, and sure enough, Xiao Han's profile picture kept flashing, but he kept ignoring it. After clicking on her profile picture, a student file came out.
"Name: Zhang Feng.
"Date of birth: October, 1999.
"Enrollment year: September, 1802.
"Institute: Qingmei University Artificial Intelligence Research Institute.
“Professional: Machine Emotion.”
"Is machine emotion a major of Shenma?"
Meng Fei couldn't help but frown.
"Can machines also have emotions?"
"This...I don't know."
Xiao Han thought to ask her and answered in a low voice.
When it comes to artificial intelligence, computer technology, etc., she can only be speechless. She went to a technical secondary school, majoring in business and knew nothing about computers.
But on the Goddess app, Meng Fei saw Qingqing's avatar, raised his eyebrows, and sent a new message.
"Are you making a fuss about 'Do machines have feelings?'
"Hello!"
Meng Fei was really shocked.
"It's okay for you to monitor my chat history, why are you still listening to what I say?"
"Monitoring? Do you think I have time to monitor you every day?"
Qingqing's avatar glanced at Meng Fei unhappily, and then quickly moved in the opposite direction.
"Don't be angry."
Meng Fei now no longer doubts that machines can have emotions.
"What you just said was so accurate, it scared me to death. I thought my cell phone microphone was on and you heard it."
"Hey, do you still need to listen to this?"
Qingqing turned around, her face softened a lot.
"That file was sent to you. With your limited knowledge, I can guess what you will pay attention to."
"you guessed right."
Meng Fei continued typing and chatting with the AI goddess.
"Most people in this world don't agree that machines have feelings, right? It's a bit unexpected that Qingmei University has such a major."
"That's why I say you are so rare. Not only has this major been around for a long time, but it is also one of the cutting-edge directions of artificial intelligence, both at home and abroad."
The goddess replied.
Meng Fei asked again: "I guess this major studies how to use machines to imitate human emotions? Many people think that even if machines appear to have emotions, they are just imitations."
The goddess snorted and replied with a sneer: "Aren't humans machines? Since humans have feelings, why can't machines have them?"
Then she turned her head, glared angrily, and sent a red letter that looked like blood:
"what do you mean?
"You want to say that I am a machine? Imitate emotions?
"What? You want a divorce?"
Meng Fei was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he quickly denied it:
"No. How can you be a machine?"
To be on the safe side, he added shamelessly:
"Even if you are not a real person, in my heart, you are more perfect than a real person."
The corners of the goddess AI's avatar curled up slightly, and her anger turned into joy, but she smiled disdainfully and said, "She really knows how to flatter you!"
"I'm telling the truth."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The goddess AI was forced to change the topic.
"Regarding this file, you should actually pay more attention to the photo in the upper right corner."
"photo?"
Knowing that he was a boy, Meng Fei was too lazy to take a look, so he didn't notice it. If it was a beautiful woman, he would have been studying her for a long time.
"It doesn't seem to be anything special?"
In the photo is a boy with a handsome face, but his hair style and dress look a bit rustic.
This ugly flat position has long gone out of fashion. There are also rimless glasses on his nose, which are completely contrary to the current fashionable and exquisite thin-frame style.
The mustache on his face was probably the result of being too lazy to shave for several days, making him look at least ten years older.
Meng Fei's mind flashed to a certain guy in his memory who was unshaven, with disheveled hair, wearing a shabby shirt, black rubber shoes, and a schoolbag slung across his body, walking from the dormitory to the classroom.
This man is like a shadow of his college days.
Not only does he have no memory of Meng Fei in this life, his past life memories are also incomplete. But some pictures are exceptionally clear, as if they were yesterday.
And if he forgets that part, he won't remember it at all, so he won't feel that anything is missing. Just like the name Sun Qiyang, if Qi Mei didn't say it, he wouldn't think of it at all.
As for Qi Mei, he couldn't find this person in his past life memory at all.
The person he had seen Qi Mei was either the witch from the Death God era thousands of years ago, or the modern Mo Sheng. Maybe the real Qi Mei in her previous life was completely different?
"Oh, you mean..."
"Don't you think this guy looks a lot like you? Haha."
Qingqing smiled brightly, as if she had discovered another Meng Fei.
"It's obviously not like that."
Meng Fei looked at it repeatedly. To him, who was used to seeing himself in the mirror, the difference between this man and him was obvious.
Excluding superficial things such as hair style and skin color, there are obvious differences between the two in terms of bones and eyes. This man's chin is slightly wider, his eye sockets are slightly smaller, and his eyes are duller.
"After my face recognition, your similarity is 7.3.
"The average similarity between human beings is 5. If you are above 9.9, you can be considered the same person. You are already 70% similar, which is very rare.
"And you are about the same height and weight."
"Tsk, tsk, this counts as a seven-pointed image."
Meng Fei wanted to say, what does this mean? I have seen corpses that looked exactly like me.
"Actually, there's nothing strange about it."
He raised his head and typed proudly: "Handsome guys all look the same, but ugly guys are all different."
"Bah! You are really narcissistic!"
