bdsm-fiction Chapter 342 Never Give Up
Chapter 342 Never Give Up
Chapter 342 Never Give Up
"What exactly did you do with Fu Jin's brain?"
The first thing Qin Youyin asked upon seeing Ye Yang again was this question.
After Ye Yang took the head from the body, Du Yue, Ye Fujin's most outstanding student, a top ten female psionic equipment designer in civilization, who was already 109 years old, died of anger.
His subordinates in the army, as well as many of his students and former subordinates, all condemned Ye Yang, and all the reputation Ye Yang had accumulated in the past was turned into the most vicious infamy.
As the closest friend to both of them, Qin Youyin faced immense pressure simply because she was unwilling to state her position before hearing Ye Yang's explanation in person.
Therefore, she really wanted to know Ye Yang's thoughts.
Ye Yang, who had been drifting in the cold and lonely outer solar system for more than half a year, had undergone a drastic change in temperament and his appearance was now unkempt.
But he still managed a smile at Qin Youyin and said, "Come with me."
The two arrived at the base hidden inside the center of a 79-kilometer-diameter asteroid.
The microtube cold nuclear fusion reactor spews forth a continuous stream of spiritual energy, supplying the energy needed for the entire base to operate.
Here, the most power-consuming device is a cluster of optical semiconductor computing units manufactured more than 80 years ago. At this moment, this outdated device is obviously struggling to run and calculate something.
Qin Youyin also saw a spiritual energy device that was obviously handcrafted by Ye Yang, which should be able to generate a considerable high-strength magnetic field.
Apart from that, there were almost no living or entertainment facilities, and not even any life support equipment. Ye Yang probably relied entirely on his Nascent Soul stage cultivation to survive in this base.
Ye Yang walked to a psionic projector and pressed a button.
Then, using his nascent soul spiritual power, he manipulated the computer input device remotely. The projector then emitted a burst of high-energy particles, which were then constrained to form an image that Qin Youyin found extremely familiar.
This left her stunned.
"Ye Fujin?" she couldn't help but call out.
"Um?"
The projected figure seemed somewhat confused and bewildered, then immediately became alert. However, this alertness quickly disappeared after turning its head and seeing the two people inside the base.
"Where are we?" Ye Fujin asked, puzzled, as the projection appeared.
"Have you forgotten? You lost your body and your soul was damaged after returning from the battlefield, and you fell into a coma. We are only now waking you up." Ye Yang winked at Qin Youyin and said this to the projected Ye Fujin.
"Ah, um, that's right, have you lost your memory?" Qin Youyin understood what she meant and replied in this way.
But the look in her eyes when she looked at Ye Fujin was one of disbelief and shock, and her voice trembled slightly.
Noticing something was off about the two, Ye Fujin, the projection, chuckled and scratched his head: "So that's how it is. I was wondering why I couldn't remember anything before the infiltration operation. Turns out my brain was damaged and I've lost my memory."
But the other two didn't laugh.
Qin Youyin stared intently at him: "Ye Fujin, Du Yue told me she wants to see you."
Upon seeing the projection, Ye Fujin was struck dumb, his face flushed red, and he frantically tried to signal to Qin Youyin with his eyes.
Seeing this reaction, Qin Youyin couldn't help but laugh, and with red eyes, she explained to the somewhat puzzled Ye Yang, "Du Yue has always admired her teacher, but Fu Jin wanted to refuse her, but was afraid of hurting her feelings. He even came to me to discuss how to deal with this kind of girl."
"No! Sister Youyin, what are you saying? You promised you wouldn't tell anyone!!!" Feeling incredibly embarrassed, Ye Fujin scratched his head.
Seeing his vivid, familiar, and amusingly silly antics, Qin Youyin couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha----"
She covered her face with her left hand, tears already streaming through her fingers.
"It's true—that's great, it's true—" she sobbed, unaware that Ye Fujin, the projection, suddenly frowned and looked in a certain direction.
Then his expression quickly and uncontrollably contorted.
brush!
Ye Yang turned off the projector with a blank expression.
"Yes." Ye Yang walked over to Qin Youyin, squatted down, and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I succeeded! My idea was correct; Fu Jin can definitely be resurrected!"
Qin Youyin looked up at Ye Yang, who was grinning, and hugged him tightly: "They all misunderstood you. I knew you would never do anything meaningless."
The two embraced for a long time before Qin Youyin noticed that the projection had disappeared.
She couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Where's Fu Jin? Was that just a projection? Where's his real body?"
At this moment, Qin Youyin had a wonderful idea in her mind.
Perhaps Ye Yang successfully revived Ye Fujin's brain, but because he had no physical body, he created this projection to give him a virtual body.
"I'm sorry, but that's why I asked you to come here." Ye Yang sighed, his expression filled with indescribable weariness and pain: "Although I have found a way to revive Fu Jin, my technology is not up to par, so—Fu Jin can only live for a maximum of one minute now."
Qin Youyin's smile froze: "What do you mean?"
"This is a magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) scanner with a resolution of 174 nanometers."
Ye Yang pointed to the device, which had no outer casing and a very rough style, with a two-meter-diameter outer ring, and said.
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"Magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) machines, haven't these devices been around for decades?" Qin Youyin wondered what Ye Yang was going to use this thing for.
"Yes, with the advent of psionic scanning technology, MRI has been replaced. Moreover, after the development of immortal cultivation methods, everyone cultivates, and diseases have almost been eliminated from humans, so there is no need for MRI imaging at all."
Ye Yang nodded and said, "I will use it to scan Fu Jin's brain and obtain the raw data to reconstruct the brain structure."
"This—" Qin Youyin thought for a moment and immediately understood: "So that's how it is. The residual psionic structure in the brain of a corpse can hinder high-precision psionic scanner imaging, so MRI can bypass this obstacle."
"Then how did you bring Fu Jin's brain back to life? Could the current research conclusions be wrong? Did the body's spiritual energy structure not completely destroy the brain after the soul dissipated?"
Faced with Qin Youyin's question, Ye Yang sighed, "I'm sorry."
"What?" Qin Youyin had a bad feeling, or rather, she actually knew the answer, but she just didn't want to think about it.
She hoped that Ye Yang had found a way to revive the brain of the departed soul, and that he had truly saved Ye Fujin.
Ye Yang frowned: "Youyin, you seem to have misunderstood something."
"The connection between the soul and the brain is actually closer than we imagine. Perhaps the resurgence of spiritual energy is not a good thing. While it allows our consciousness to interfere with spiritual energy changes, it also puts shackles on our consciousness."
"Fu Jin's brain—is truly dead."
"All the neurons were shattered. If the body hadn't been frozen in time, the chaotic cell fragments would probably have spread with the heat, and their positions would have been completely disrupted. I wouldn't even have had a chance to revive Fu Jin."
The zither played a tune, and his face turned pale.
She knew it.
"So, was that artificial intelligence you created earlier?"
Her voice was low, hoarse, and suppressed.
"So this is the hope you've been talking about?"
If the projection had been stiff and clumsy, not at all like a real person, and only somewhat resembled Ye Fujin, then Qin Youyin wouldn't be as angry as she is now.
She would understand Ye Yang; neither of them could accept the loss of their best friend. It was just that Ye Yang's thinking was rather naive and his actions were rather impulsive.
But now, Qin Youyin felt a chill run down her spine, a deep, hair-raising fear mixed with an irresistible anger.
Ye Yang spoke with unwavering determination: "This cannot be called artificial intelligence; it is extracted from the intelligence that has evolved naturally—"
"That's enough!"
Qin Youyin's aura at the peak of the Golden Core stage suddenly erupted, and her Golden Core-level spiritual power almost blew up the entire asteroid. Only Ye Yang intervened and protected the asteroid, preventing the base from being destroyed.
But he was still slammed against the bulkhead by Qin Youyin.
"Damn it, do you know you're blaspheming him?!"
For the first time, Qin Youyin unleashed a furious outburst at Ye Yang: "That's our dearest friend! How is what you're doing any different from those devils who turn someone into a specimen just because they like them?"
"You're toying with Fu Jin's soul!"
Ye Yang, bleeding from all seven orifices, stared intently at Qin Youyin: "You just said—soul, right?"
"But his soul has long since vanished, yet you can still sense it?"
"Isn't this a way of acknowledging me?"
"Yes, I am toying with souls, I admit it! But doesn't that prove that Fu Jin's true soul has never dissipated?!"
"His true soul is still inside his brain! If we can extract it completely, we can definitely resurrect him!"
The zither played a silent tune.
She didn't know how to describe it, but the projection she had just seen was exactly the same as the Ye Fujin she knew.
Their behavior, speech, and expressions were all exactly the same.
They knew each other too well to be fooled. That's why Qin Youyin was so angry when she learned that what Ye Yang showed her was not Ye Fujin with his brain revived, but a Ye Fujin based on a computer program.
Because she felt fear, subconsciously she felt that it was just artificial intelligence, absolutely impossible to be the same as a living person, and absolutely fundamentally different from a real human being!
Even if artificial intelligence behaves as human-like as possible, it is still just an imitation!
They have no feelings of their own, no true self.
But she was still fooled.
She found herself completely unable to distinguish the differences.
So, what exactly is a person's true nature?
Qin Youyin felt lost; she didn't know what the right thing to do was.
"You're still unclear about what I've discovered in my research on consciousness, so it's normal to have misunderstandings."
Ye Yang wiped the blood off his body and said, "So, listen to me first, okay?"
"Once you understand and grasp the beautiful structure of human thought, then you can judge whether I'm right or wrong, okay?"
Qin Youyin agreed to stay and take a look for the time being.
She still held onto a sliver of hope, and was actually somewhat persuaded by Ye Yang.
Perhaps—perhaps human consciousness isn't so mysterious after all, and can be analyzed and repaired?
Perhaps the consciousness reproduced in a computer, just like in the human brain, has its own thoughts, subjective feelings, and emotions. Perhaps these are merely imitations or simulations, or perhaps they are entirely real subjective experiences?
After all, she is the consciousness that exists in the computer, and cannot deny whether the other party truly has a real self.
"Actually, I firmly believe that wisdom can be analyzed, and there are two reasons why the dead can be resurrected in computers."
After Ye Yang tidied up the chaos in the base, he said to Qin Youyin, "Firstly, we are aiming for the world's best, but in reality, we are most likely also aiming for the world's best in all aspects."
Qin Youyin didn't speak. She knew Ye Yang wouldn't make things up without reason, and just wanted to know why he said that.
"You see, the problem of 'shi' is a very simple probability problem, and the derivation is also self-evident."
"If there exists an absolute 'real world,' and within that 'real world,' 'simulated worlds' are allowed to be created, and the 'real world' is large enough, then it will almost certainly be created. If the 'real world' allows intelligent life to be born, then the probability of 'simulated worlds' being born will be many times greater."
"Hmm." Qin Youyin nodded, indicating that she had no objections.
Given a sufficiently large base, one possibility, if allowed, would be unrealistic.
The fact that intelligent life creates the world's most advanced civilizations is amply demonstrated by humanity.
It could even be said that the human mind's own fantasies are actually a series of fully simulated worlds.
"Therefore, the above conclusion also holds true when applied to the 'All-World Simulation Best' that conforms to the criteria."
Ye Yang said, "In this way, the number of [All Simulated World's Best] will definitely exceed that of [Real World's Best], and the more it evolves, the more [All Simulated] will appear, while [Real] will change."
"In the end, among all the world's best achievements, the proportion of simulated world's best achievements is almost 100%."
"And since we live in this world, the possibility that this world is a 'simulated world' is infinitely close to 100%."
"The zither has a sound that can be suppressed!" Zhu shook his head and said, "Your statement has three flaws."
"You haven't considered the gradual decay of physical resources. The computing power of the 'Fully Simulated World' is definitely less than that of the 'Real World'. And if this is recursively applied, eventually, the lack of computing power will prevent the creation of a new 'Fully Simulated World'."
"Just as you cannot create a fantasy within a fantasy—that is, to create a new fantasy that connects to an old fantasy, but to completely recreate a new fantasy within an old fantasy—with our Nascent Soul level of thinking, this is impossible."
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"Secondly, the probability premise is flawed. You didn't consider the possible distribution of observers among us. Logically, the [real-world best], with its more abundant computing power, should have a larger number of observers. Furthermore, the [fully simulated world best] also has a time limit; its lifespan will be shorter than that of the [real-world best]."
"Thirdly, it may happen; the possibility is equivalent to the certainty of happening."
Qin Youyin looked at Ye Yang and said, "The conclusion is that the number of [simulated world's best] observations cannot overwhelmingly surpass the number of [real world's best] observations, and the observer distribution is uneven. Your conclusion is too absolute."
"Hahahaha." Ye Yang laughed: "Indeed."
He laughed and said, "Actually, what I'm saying isn't to prove that we live in a simulated world, but rather to express a point of view—perhaps, a simulated world may not be able to bear real life, real wisdom, and real subjective self-experience."
"Perhaps—the real and the simulated are not fundamentally different. The essence of everything is actually the information of all things."
"And as long as we can understand the core information of our own group and grasp the way our thinking works."
Therefore, whether it is so-called reality or complete falsehood, we ourselves are inherently real yet incomplete; that is, "I am where I think."
"Then what is the second reason you believe that we can rely on Shi Ge to revive Fu Jin?" Qin Youyin asked.
Ye Yang's smile faded, and he said in a low voice, "Because I believe that the world is knowable."
"I believe, and can only believe, that everything is knowable and understandable."
"It also includes the essence of humanity, the essence of consciousness, and the essence of thought."
"So, does that mean we can never save Fujin?"
Ye Yang's words silenced Qin Youyin.
She understood that Ye Yang would absolutely not give up on reviving Ye Fujin.
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