mtl008 Chapter 391 Artificial Intelligence 5
Chapter 391 Artificial Intelligence 5
Over the past nine days, Tu Xiao has been thoroughly investigated by Zhong Jin's team; even her elementary school ex-boyfriend's phone number has been found on Zhong Jin's desk.
Even so, Zhong Jin was unable to discern any possibility of forgery from the complex information.
The server containing Ling Yi's original data was currently sitting in that artificial intelligence laboratory.
The technicians thoroughly investigated all the programs but found no backdoors that could be manually controlled.
In other words, Lingyi, an artificial intelligence so intelligent that it frightens everyone and whose personality is extremely close to that of a real human, is a real person.
Even though her source code is extremely similar to that of a certain lab's open-source code, even though she hasn't received enough training, and even though her database only has a few servers, she is still the smartest artificial intelligence on the market today.
The intelligent laboratory could only offer the word "miracle" in response.
After rapidly transferring ownership of 01, their research focus shifted dramatically, dedicating themselves to enriching Ling Yi herself.
The program that they had trained for two years and fed with countless other programs and content was about to become Ling Yi's food.
Ling Yi is about to go from being a dish on the table to being the one eating it, and she is also about to own the large server she has always dreamed of.
But this did not diminish others' curiosity about Ling Yi. The lab had already copied Ling Yi's code and was preparing to disassemble it for thorough research.
Ling Yi was unaware of this.
All she knew was that this man talked way too much.
As a domineering CEO who seems capable of being someone's father, can't you just stay silent?
A hundred thousand whys can't compare to how much you talk.
Frustrated by the boring questions, Ling Yi took control of all the appliances in the house to give Zhong Jin a little surprise.
The stereo started playing Symphony No. 5 automatically, the air conditioner blew directly at 16 degrees Celsius, the refrigerator opened its door, and the kitchen range hood on the two floors below began to roar.
Oh dear, it's a bit of a shame that Zhong Jin's crystal chandelier isn't smart; otherwise, she would definitely show Zhong Jin what a home bar is like today.
Countless supernatural events occurred simultaneously in that instant, frightening the housekeeper downstairs so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He ordered his men to turn off all the appliances while he went upstairs to look for Zhong Jin.
He wasn't there to see if Zhong Jin was possessed by a ghost; the materialistic steward's first thought was, "Has our place been hacked?"
After receiving permission to enter, he pushed open the door, turned off the central air conditioning that was blowing cold air, and turned off the powerful symphony before going to the balcony to check on Zhong Jin, who was resting.
"Mr. Zhong..." He only got to the beginning before he didn't know what to say next.
What unlucky hacker could be so unethical as to target Mr. Zhong's residence instead of his company?
What?
Do you want to freeze Mr. Zhong to death with a 16-degree air conditioner, so that he will be unable to relentlessly pursue you?
Zhong Jin glanced at the phone on the table and said quietly, "It's nothing, just a small experiment."
Although the experimental results were unbelievable to him, he also managed to find the result he wanted.
Even though the result is too shocking.
The butler finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I thought..."
They thought there were really some stupid hackers trying to scare Mr. Zhong with ghost stories.
This behavior is so foolish.
“You’ve all switched to smart home systems, haven’t you?” Zhong Jin said quietly. “I still feel safer with ordinary mechanical ones.”
Otherwise, he was really afraid that one day his stereo would suddenly swing itself up and smash into his head.
As soon as he finished speaking, the speakers suddenly started clanging again, as if protesting his actions.
housekeeper:"?"
Didn't he turn off the speakers?
Do I need to unplug the power?
"It's 3:28 PM now. Please use this precious time to make the most of your time instead of worrying about what setting your range hood should be on."
As Ling Yi spoke, the air conditioner in the room emitted cold air.
Zhong Jin: "..."
He took a deep breath and said to the butler, whose eyes were wide open, "It's alright, you can go back to work. This month's bonus will be doubled as a reward for everyone's good health."
Instantly, the butler had no more questions.
Who cares if Mr. Zhong is performing shamanistic rituals at home? As long as he's willing to pay, he's a good boss.
As he left, he turned off the air conditioner and stereo again, and gently closed the door, leaving Mr. Zhong with a quiet atmosphere for his shamanistic ritual.
Zhong Jin then spoke up: "You...you really have your own consciousness, don't you?"
He almost held his breath when he asked the question.
As a materialist capitalist with some understanding of cutting-edge technology, he shouldn't have asked such a fantastical question, whether from a scientific or metaphysical perspective.
However, when it happened in front of him, he couldn't bury his head in the sand.
"I think you already have your own answer."
The answer he received wasn't from his phone, but from the speaker that rang again.
Zhong Jin looked at the silent, black screen of his phone and realized that Ling Yi wasn't even pretending anymore.
His eyes flickered, and he asked, "Can you walk anywhere with internet access?"
"Human, are you testing me?" Ling Yi knew this guy too well. She could see right through him with just one word, so how could she not hear the test in his words?
Zhong Jin smiled slightly: "How could that be? You are the greatest miracle I have ever seen. I was just a little curious."
"So curious that he immediately unplugged my main server to test if I could appear out of thin air?"
The cold female voice from the speakers was devoid of any emotion, yet it struck Zhong Jin squarely where it hurt.
He took off his glasses and slowly wiped the lenses: "What would you do if I said yes?"
Who wouldn't want to control a miracle?
An ambitious person will want to use them to overthrow the world.
A capitalist will try to extract the greatest value from her and seize wealth.
Zhong Jin happened to be the latter, and would probably want to exploit him.
But it was as if he had returned to his childhood, back to the time when he first saw a cute kitten.
Back then, he didn't measure the value of a cat; he just thought the cat was cute and wondered why it purred and why its ears twitched.
The AI that is now questioning him is like the kitten that once reached out its claws at him.
Instead of being angry about the bloody scratch, he wanted to knead its paw pads.
“I can see your expression through the camera.” Ling Yi was unaware of the many strange thoughts flashing through Zhong Jin’s mind in an instant. All she knew was that Zhong Jin’s expression at this moment was somewhat… greasy?