Black Technology Incubation System

"X!" Gu Xingyi just walked out of the laboratory, and Xiao x appeared in front of it in a puffy voice, and told what happened in a crackling voice, "ACM plans to award you the Turing Award this year, but Now there's a liar brazenly bluffing!"

In fact, when this incident happened, Xiao X, who roamed the Internet, had already been hit.But because Gu Xingyi was still immersed in the "brain project" experiment before, and this matter was not given enough priority, he had to temporarily endure this matter.

Although it is not possible to launch a retaliatory action immediately, it is always no problem to make a plan a to z.Little x sorted out a series of countermeasures, and now they are directly displayed in front of Gu Xingyi.

Gu Xingyi was slightly surprised, but not too shocked.There have never been many people who deceive the world and steal their names in this world, and it is not uncommon to see people who are lucky enough to bluff and cheat.

After all, Dr. X has always been just a vain ghost on the Internet, and it is not too difficult to pretend to be an impostor, not to mention that the other party may not necessarily have a heart of revenge.

At the beginning, some people suspected that Dr. X was a certain organization backed by a certain country, and they dared not act rashly. However, when various forces began to test the existence of Dr. X, this guess has been self-defeating. This cast a more confusing halo on this Doctor Who.

In these years, there have been many large or small awards that listed this doctor as the winner, trying to use this doctor's award as a gimmick to increase the value of the award, but all failed. Attitude evades human inquiry.

So another conjecture has gradually become the mainstream. Dr. X is a hermit who does not admire glory and wealth, but only wholeheartedly seeks the truth in the world of 1 and 0, so he uses powerful hacking techniques to avoid the exploration of the world.

This idea is a bit romantic, but it is also regarded as a quirk of outstanding scientists considering that there is such a famous hermit in the mathematics world who does not even bother to claim the Millennium Prize.

"Let me see what kind of evidence he gave to prove that he is Dr. X." Gu Xing flipped through the information Xiao X compiled for him, and then fell silent.

"By the way, is the threshold for counterfeiting so low now?" Gu Xingyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This comrade was quite naive. He posted the background knowledge of every paper published by x, and then gave some pointers on x's theory, with a look of yes, this is my theory.

At the end, he left a gimmick behind.

On February 2th, he will appear on the world's largest holographic live broadcast platform for a live broadcast, performing a new set of artificial intelligence programming methods live.

There are too many flaws in this sentence, Gu Xing can only smile helplessly: "What's the point of being angry for this kind of person?"

"But he's an insult to X!" Xiao X's expression was much more righteous and indignant.

"Alright," Gu Xing hugged the drone that was bouncing up and down into his arms, and rubbed the smooth casing, "You can teach him what you want, you don't need to tell me more."

This incident quickly became a farce.

The public, who didn't know why, was looking forward to this, but some people who were half-dangling in their buckets of water commented clearly and crazily, and they crazily picked up the heat.

As for the real industry insiders, a group of people who have been dealing with code all the year round, they all scoffed at the news.

As an award with integrity and credibility, the ACM responsible for presenting the award decided to issue an announcement in order to express respect for this mysterious person who has supported half the sky in the computer field in recent years after discovering such a ridiculous impostor Come to refute the rumors.

"Perhaps Dr. X will participate in this competition for the Turing Award because of our sincerity," said the president.

"Actually, even if Dr. X is still unwilling to show up, this time the Turing Award can be awarded to Professor Gu." His assistant took the announcement and said.

"Oh, you're already the fifth person I've met who said that, Professor Gu's fanboys are everywhere." The president rubbed his sore temple, "But he is Professor Gu from the East after all. "

"?" The assistant looked at him blankly.

The president said the order he had received before with a wooden face: "Our ACM's full name is the Eagle Country Computing Association, not the World Organization. Professor Gu has brought those boys from the East over the past two years so that we can't hold our heads up. Gotta find a way..."

"But science knows no borders," said the assistant angrily.

The president suddenly laughed, shrugged, and tapped the keyboard casually: "We don't care what those gentlemen think. If there is no one who can beat Professor Gu, we will still give him the Turing Award. After a century, the reason why the Turing Award can have the current recognition depends on openness, fairness and justice."

"Hmm!" The assistant's eyes lit up, and he happily left with the announcement.

However, when he was about to tweet the announcement, a pop-up window blocked his work.

"Thank you for your righteous words, but you have a plan, so I have to ask you to remain silent for the time being.——x"

The assistant was stunned in front of the computer, seeing the photo of the announcement being deleted, and rushed into the president's office cheering in the next second: "Dr. X has descended on our computer!"

The president's hand typing on the keyboard paused slightly, and his eyes instantly ignited a raging fire. Who wouldn't want to have the opportunity to compete with Dr. X?

He began to search for traces of Dr. X's invasion, intending to counterattack, and then stopped in front of the vast white land.

Did you come in through regular channels?Why are there no traces of illegal intrusion?

The president shut himself up silently.

A certain person who is not afraid of dying to try the blade finally started the live broadcast at the time agreed with the public.

Appearing on the holographic projection is a young man with a pale complexion and a thin body in a wheelchair. He wears sunglasses, his long white hair is combed meticulously behind his head, and a pair of slender and dexterous hands rest on his lap.

Quite stylish.

This image of a lonely, gloomy and powerful genius in the minds of everyone quickly aroused the favor of the public, and the barrage of kneeling down frantically poured out in the live broadcast room.

"I'm Dr. X," the young man said, entering the topic succinctly, "This is a completely different artificial intelligence design from the current one."

After he finished speaking, he turned on the screen, and a virtual keyboard appeared in his hand. As his fingers danced like butterflies through flowers, countless complicated and terrifying codes appeared on the screen.

"Does anyone really like the feel of the virtual keyboard?" Gu Xingyi took the black tea that Lou Jianyue handed over, poured three cups of milk into it, and then drank it slowly, "It's hard for him."

After half an hour of showing off his skills, Gu Xingyi said that this time can be extended appropriately. Creating an artificial intelligence in such a short time is simply to torture the IQ of the public.

"Okay, let's start the Turing test." Said the impostor.

"Hello, Dr. X." His coded artificial intelligence made a sound the moment it pressed the run button.

The audience who had doubts because of this too short encoding process immediately swiped 666.

In such a short period of time, it is also possible that the other party has already prepared most of the projects, and the last small part is just for display and use. There is nothing to make a fuss about, is it?

"You..." The impostor frowned slightly, which was different from the opening effect he expected.

"Excuse me, are you really Dr. X?" The out-of-control artificial intelligence asked directly, "Do you remember what you wrote on page 12, line 3 of the paper you published last December?"

"Of course I'm Dr. X, will anyone remember the insignificant formula in a small part of the paper?" A hint of panic crossed the face of the impostor, but he was quite stubborn.

The current situation is very likely that Dr. X has realized what he did and gave him a fatal blow through the Internet.

As long as the public regards this as a demonstration of artificial intelligence's ability to think, everything will be saved.

His eyes lit up, and he continued to maintain this tough look.

However, saying this sentence is already the beginning of failure.

"It's a pity, since Dr. X can't remember the core formula developed by another artificial intelligence." The nascent artificial intelligence let out a sneer, and then enlarged and displayed the formula in the entire virtual space.

Everyone may have no impression of where a paper is located, but such an important and classic formula was once swiped on the screen in December, and it was quickly recalled in this way.

At this moment, someone finally couldn't help asking the question: "Is this really Dr. X?"

"I know that you don't necessarily remember what you wrote, but this kind of key content..."

"Isn't this a scene between artificial intelligence and Dr. X? Showing the logic of artificial intelligence or something?"

The imposter read this topic, and he was sure: "I just forgot the exact location, I..."

"So do you know a variant of this formula?" the AI ​​chased after it.

The impostor didn't have time to blurt out the theory he had memorized, and the other party threw out a few more questions, which hit him badly, and he felt a burning pain on his face, and countless regrets welled up in his heart——

If I had known earlier, if I had known earlier, Dr. X was not so indifferent to fame and fortune as he showed, even if he was killed, he would not have such an idea!

It's a pity that regretting at this time is meaningless, and the final sickle has fallen.

As doubts in the barrage increased, the entire virtual projection twitched for a moment. In an instant, all the disguises made by the impostor collapsed, revealing a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, a potbellied, and thin hair.

"xxx (privacy protection), an engineer who used to serve the future technology, was fired because of an operation error. Since then, he has been depressed and drunk all day long. After several doctor x papers, he slapped his head and planned this farce." The relentless text appeared above, then cut off the entire live broadcast.