Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 723 - 367: The Contradictory Person [Middle]

Chapter 723: Chapter 367: The Contradictory Person [Middle]

"Inside the Mirage, there are many ’never activated’ biological brains. These brains are perpetually in an unborn or just born state, having never encountered external information. Such brains inherently cannot generate any organized thought processes,"

"A portion of human brains, after long periods of hibernation, will gradually experience physiological degradation. Those in the Ark, upon displaying such signs, are transferred to the Mirage. Here, their neural connections are linked directly to various signals. These signals simulate different external stimuli. The stimulation is random and uniform, equivalent in information content to white noise, serving only to maintain the activity of the nerve cells without enabling these brains to think."

"These brains, one could say, are merely used to generate random numbers... the real thinking is not done by them."

Yammoth said this while looking at the Ninth Martial God.

"You mean, the Pseudo-personality Mask is responsible for thinking..." the Ninth Martial God quickly understood, "and the human brain just provides random numbers..."

"Exactly," Yammoth spread his hands, "Although you are just an AI, you’re quite clear-headed in this regard. The Araya Knight Order that studies ’understanding’ and ’empathy’ deserves commendation."

He continued speaking to the Ninth Martial God, "The most important thing about the Mirage is this. A group of people with no culture but scientific knowledge has awakened on Earth. They live in an environment of substantial material wealth, which to them seems ’natural’. AI naturally exists in their world, naturally guiding them."

"I’ve screened these humans’ empathic capabilities. Amygdala, somatosensory cortex, subparietal lobule and sulcus, infralobar gyrus, insula, and medial prefrontal cortex... Their growth in these brain regions is naturally superior. This batch of humans excels even more in ’perceiving and understanding others’ pain’. They should also have stronger curiosity... To be precise, from a brain state perspective, they are more likely to develop strong curiosity as they grow."

"Under these circumstances, what kind of new culture will they develop? What will their views on the knowledge we left for them be... How will they begin exploring the cosmos? What concepts will they invent to suspend or solve the ultimate questions of life? They..."

Suddenly, Yammoth closed his mouth and shook his head, "I’ve said too much. This is just a verification. Under the Mirage model, one human brain can control several dozen Pseudo-personality Masks. With proper task management, even hundreds wouldn’t pose a problem. And some biological brains focus solely on controlling a single Pseudo-personality Mask..."

"I often examine them. Unfortunately, due to resource constraints, the expansion of the Mirage is slow, and the internal world simulation is not entirely satisfactory. ’Araya Knowledge Project’, the upcoming ’Mana Knowledge Project’, and perhaps the future ’Amaro Knowledge Project’ all serve it."

"Of course, it has another task, which is to replicate ’critical nodes in history’."

Whether it was Yammoth’s way of thinking or Xiang Shan’s vision, the Ninth Martial God had no trouble understanding Yammoth’s words. He grimly smiled, "You, what a ridiculous fellow."

"Ridiculous, is it?" Yammoth scoffed, "Did you know, Xiang Shan had a certain percentage chance to charge in and kill me—before he even opened his mouth to say ’don’t misunderstand’. Ah, most of your memories are from my perspective."

The Ninth Martial God nodded, "That’s how Xiang Shan should be, I guess."

"Oh, so then, does he paint the canvas of human history according to his own ideals?" Yammoth counterasked.

The Ninth Martial God fell silent. He, too, wasf essentially... Xiang Shan. So he probably knew well, that the moment Xiang Shan might strike down Yammoth, it was mostly not well-intentioned.

Despair, pain, indignation, hatred, disappointment...

Xiang Shan was also a mortal, whose heart too accumulated such shadows.

"In fact, this project also has its difficulties. If we want to accumulate real characters, we must face an ’Inner Strength’ issue. Pseudo-personality Masks can’t use Inner Strength... It was only after the war had somewhat subsided that we spent a great deal of effort learning ’to make AI believe it possesses Inner Strength’ and ’to make AI believe it has activated Inner Strength’. Without this technology, I probably wouldn’t have planned to create you."

"Fortunately, during the battle on the Moon, Zhu and Tolya were far away, and Inga had already split off her forces to resist the opposing Internal martial artists."

"If there were only two people... Within Mirage, that moment of betrayal has already been replayed tens of thousands of times."

"I struck Xiang Shan, he struck to kill me... At the moment we decided to ’make a move’, our brains seemed to cross a certain threshold, and the code of the Personality Mask showed that whoever made the move, his personality would undergo earth-shattering changes after that moment. This even exceeded the simulation capabilities of the Pseudo-personality Mask with existing technology."

"Only a very small part of the outcomes allowed us to walk out of that ruin calmly."

"But what followed was very difficult. Zhu and Tolya are the type whose Inner Strength is so powerful that it affects their personality and behavior patterns. Using false Inner Strength with Personality Masks, it is very difficult to fully simulate them."

"I do wonder occasionally what I would have done if that day had ended peacefully..."

Yawgmoth looked at the Ninth Martial God: "You are that Phantom. As a child, I chose between biology and rock music, eventually choosing biology. I regretted it for a while. I induced you to take the path of a musician... Looking at it now, it seems so trivial."

Perhaps because he had spoken a lot, Yawgmoth’s expression seemed much calmer. He said to the Ninth Martial God, "The final task I give you is to serve as the ’Xiang Shan’ idol, hung high up to endure humiliation. Your deep learning algorithm is very simple, you can’t fall into madness—currently, all technologies cannot comprehend ’madness’, cannot achieve ’madness’..."

"Oh, wait, there’s one more thing." He paused and then waved his hand.

"That document I just mentioned, I’ve packaged and sent to Doctor Tao. Let’s see what he chooses."

A moment later, a series of flashes came from above.

"It looks like he took quite the blow," Yawgmoth shrugged. "But he didn’t forward the message, there’s no upload signal. If he intended to broadcast this news widely, he would have done so immediately... It seems he does not wish the banner of heroism to be tarnished. Heh... Hahaha..."

Yawgmoth held his forehead with one hand and burst into a long laugh.

"So, it is my victory. Additionally, let me tell you something else. Those friends you thought were killed by Haya were fake, but now, you truly have friends who have been killed by Haya."

"Go and endure the Protector’s disgrace, as a prop to depreciate the banner of heroism."

"In one hundred and sixty years, I will come to see you for the last time."