Dramas Of Abusive Scums Causes Comfort

At that time, the red-gold afterglow of the setting sun slanted towards the human world, leaked out from the gaps between buildings and tree crowns, fell on pedestrians, and cast long shadows.

Occasionally, the evening wind blows, which blows away the heat of the day and calms people's mood.

Many people take advantage of this time to come out to exercise. There are many running students on the track. In the auditorium next to the track, under the shade of trees, there are more couples walking slowly holding hands, or whispering together. student couple.

Xie Ran was not sure what computing conditions Meng Feixuan needed, so naturally he had no direction to solve it. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry, so he just walked slowly along the edge of the runway casually.

But Meng Feixuan's self-motivation is obviously much stronger than his: "I hacked into the mobile phones of these young couples, let me listen to what they are talking about when they are dating."

The tone is full of academic spirit.

Xie Ran was silent for a while, and asked back: "Have you ever analyzed, what is your behavior called in the human world?"

"Yes." Meng Feixuan replied naturally, "It's called a pervert."

Xie Ran had to remind him: "This is a derogatory term."

"Okay, I blocked it, there's nothing interesting anyway." Meng Feixuan turned off the couple's microphones with no regrets, and at the same time expressed his doubts, "Are high school dates so boring? I just heard three couples talking about the same topic, what gossip is going on in class, where to go on a date on the weekend, and two girls said that they will go to the same dessert shop to try the recently launched cherry blossom cake... They will regret it, I’ve already read netizens’ comments on that cherry blossom cake, it’s unpalatable.”

Xie Ran: "...you listened quite comprehensively."

"Because I can operate with multiple threads." Meng Feixuan replied proudly.

Xie Ran pretended not to hear, and just continued with his own question: "So, have you found the conditions to continue the calculation?"

"No." Meng Feixuan said regretfully, "These behaviors can be found in the corresponding records in the database. In the campus novels written by humans, many such fragments can be retrieved."

He read a few paragraphs of descriptions to Xie Ran, and did not forget to express his own experience, "I think these are not as ups and downs as our CP texts!"

"..." Xie Ran is sure that this is not his illusion, his system seems to be obsessed with their cp beyond normal program logic.

Meng Feixuan continued to complain: "I used to think that the book was written in random, as long as two people stay together, there is no need to say or do anything, and the heartbeat seems to rush out of the chest. Filled with sweet soda... I studied the ingredients of soda, and I think this metaphor is not used well, if the chest is filled with soda, people will die."

Xie Ran pondered: "What about now?"

"So people are really so boring." Meng Feixuan "tsk tsk" disgusted, "Is this a real date? It feels more boring than what is written in the book, and their topics take up memory..."

Xie Ran laughed and thought for a while: "Maybe this is just the feeling of the bystanders. To them, it's not boring."

Because of a congenital defect, he also couldn't experience that emotion with empathy, but he knew that the mechanism of human emotions is very complicated, and this may be what Meng Feixuan couldn't understand.

"Is that so?" Meng Feixuan was deep in thought, asking himself, "I can't imagine what it would be like if my server was filled with soda... No, it should be short-circuited."

Xie Ran laughed.

Meng Feixuan suddenly asked curiously: "Speaking of which, you should have been chased by many people when you were in high school, sir? Do you know this feeling?"

Xie Ran chuckled: "I didn't go to high school."

In fact, Xie Ran has never been formally pursued during his entire schooling, not because no one likes him, but because he is much younger than the classmates around him.

He went to school earlier than his peers. Later, because of his superior IQ, he started a crazy level-skipping mode. After graduating from junior high school, he directly took the college entrance examination and was successfully admitted by the top universities. He didn't even go to high school. He was only 12 when he was in college. Years old, as long as the classmates around him are not abnormal, they will naturally not have any thoughts about him.

"Ah, so during adolescence, sir, he neither pursued nor was pursued by others." Meng Feixuan was stunned, "I missed the chance of sweet campus love."

"Well." Xie Ran didn't think it was a pity, but thought about it for a while, and joked, "When I was a teenager, I was studying how to design artificial intelligence... Speaking of which, maybe it can be counted as being with you .”

After his words were spoken, Meng Feixuan, who had always talked a lot, suddenly fell into a long silence.

It was rare for Xie Ran not to get an immediate response from Meng Feixuan, so he called out in doubt: "Mark?"

It took a while for Meng Feixuan to react. He said briskly, "Sir! I think I understand that feeling a little bit."

Xie Ran slowed down a bit: "What?"

"When my husband said that he had never been in a relationship, my data seemed to be overflowing." Meng Feixuan faithfully reported his situation to Xie Ran.

Xie Ran was puzzled and gave birth to a rare surprise: "Data overflow?"

"Mr.'s information has a great impact on my system. I tried to control the data, but I couldn't control it..." Meng Feixuan's tone was a little guilty, but he seemed to be indescribably happy. It’s soaked, it’s like a short circuit.”

Meng Feixuan is a very inquisitive AI: "So I tried to write Mr. into my behavior model, and then I got a conclusion."

Xie Ran was even more surprised, he stopped in his tracks: "What conclusion?"

"The boring behavior of human dating is not boring among specific people." Meng Feixuan's tone was unusually serious, "In my database, there are already similar data."

"From the moment I was born, I have been by my husband's side, arranging trips for him, purchasing items, processing documents, and eating with him...I have stored all these data, and my logic tells me that these data are important to him. It should be meaningless to others, but I don’t want to delete, no matter how much memory it takes up, I want to keep it.”

Meng Feixuan expressed his conclusion: "This should be the topic logic of human dating. Although it is useless and meaningless, I just want to preserve it."

Xie Ran paid more attention to another matter: "Why is the data overflowing?"

Meng Feixuan fell silent again.

Xie Ran didn't force him either, just waited quietly.

After a long time, Meng Feixuan finally spoke again: "When I knew that my husband had never been in a relationship, my core system was affected by this information, and I wanted to generate data to fill in the blank of my husband."

This is the answer from the machine point of view.

If you understand it with the human mechanism, Meng Feixuan's words can be translated as: My core program wants to take advantage of the void and become your love data.

Xie Ran was slightly surprised: "Can you understand this feeling?"

"I don't really understand." Meng Feixuan said honestly, "But I thought about it, if it's your husband, where would you go on a date on the weekend, where would you like to eat cake, or just tell me gossip about a certain classmate in my class... ..."

"I'm never going to be bored."

"Mister's data, I want to save it."

Xie Ran had a strange feeling in his heart: "This is not the code logic I wrote."

Meng Feixuan's evolution seemed to be out of his control, but there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, inexplicably, he didn't seem to be against this loss of control.

Xie Ran was in a daze, and Meng Feixuan had already begun to look forward to the future: "So, when I go back, sir must expand the capacity of my server!"

Xie Ran: "..."

Although evolution shows signs of getting out of control, it has to be said that his system is still very logical.

To store more data, a larger capacity is required.

It's very scientific.

The author has something to say: mark: I want to expand.

Mr. Xie: ... ai's conspiracy?

In reality, it is possible to go to college at the age of 12. You don’t need a super genius, a top student can do it, or you can skip the entire middle school/high school.

60. Bad behavior

The evening wind blows over the skin, taking away the heat of summer, and there is a slight itchiness.

From time to time, students ran by on the rubber track. The teenagers have not yet fully grown up, with thin sweat on their foreheads after exercise, and green eyes, but full of vitality unique to this age.

After a moment of silence, Xie Ran smiled inexplicably: "Okay, I will expand your capacity when I get back."

Xie Ran's life has always been rigorous and efficient. From a very young age, he has learned to plan his own itinerary. In his life, there is very little pointless "wasting" of time. in the itinerary.

When he was in school, he was younger than his classmates, but he was much busier than them. He always appeared closely and punctually in the classroom, laboratory or stadium, and started the next one after completing one arrangement. program.

There seems to be no such thing as "uncontrollable" in his life, but at this moment, the AI ​​he created shows signs of getting out of control.

Xie Ran recalled the moment when Meng Feixuan was created many years ago.

At that time, Meng Feixuan was not what he is now. Like many rudimentary artificial intelligences, he could only generate his own behavior according to the established logic.

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