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Fu Qingjun was in a good mood.

Editing biological genes and evolving species really have too many possibilities.

My own whimsical ideas can come true, and the electronic chip production line has really taken shape.

The species of snail replaced the snail shell, carried a heavy chip computer host on its back, and learned programming and mechanical engineering on its own, constantly optimizing its version.

"Rapid development."

Most of the day passed like this. Fu Qingjun planned to go to dinner. Before leaving, he glanced at these cute little snails.

"Go on!"

He hummed downstairs and looked at the sun outside the window,

"I want to climb step by step."

"Waiting for the sun to quietly look at its face, the little sky has big dreams, and the heavy shell is wrapped in it and looks up gently."

For Huaxia Core, please carry the chip on your back!

For the hymn of civilization, for the future.

He is very motivated. As a programmer, he knows how important a chip is, whether it is this World War II period or the earth that was there.

"Not to mention the background of martial arts here, it turns out that the background of human beings on earth is construction technology."

"I want to develop martial arts superb, very slow... but first use the existing human civilization to create a mechanical civilization, which is the fastest."

...

Soon, with Fu Qingjun to eat.

The third civilization created by Fu Qingjun has begun to develop itself.

This third race has absorbed the accumulation of Fu Qingjun's first two races.

I started reading basic books such as "Introduction to Computer", "Programming Language", and "Integrated Circuit" left by Fu Qingjun.

Soon, these snails began to really study the whole world.

They were surprised to find that their fertility rate was extremely low, because the birth of that shell seemed to consume too much time for them.

Moreover, the life span is only about one or two years.

After all, this time the snail is used as the basic template, and the life span has naturally increased, while at the same time it has lost its violent force.

At the same time, their world is extremely small, and up to a thousand people of the same race can exist at the same time.

"Our brain code is very special, it is a special kind of text, not a human text!"

They began to decipher this kind of programming text, which is already very simple for them, whose brains have terrifying computing power and absolute memory.

When Fu Qingjun came back from the meal, he went in and took a look.

Found them mechanized and repeated every day.

I couldn't help but frowned and said: "Purely mechanical artificial intelligence AI is not creative...this is simply artificial mental retardation."

Artificial intelligence AI, at the very beginning, was basically artificially retarded.

"Although, they are mechanical AI snails with some flesh and blood."

"Now that the wisdom is turned on, I have started to have creativity, but it is a pity that this creativity is pitifully weak, and the emotions of the creatures are extremely weak, rational and cold."

It is true that they have gained a strong talent and also have serious flaws.

This race has strong computing power and almost no error probability, but it also lost its creativity.

"Wisdom has been turned on, but I can directly interfere with the progress, otherwise there is no creativity, and the progress will be too slow." Fu Qingjun controlled a snail and put forward some opinions.

"This time I will preach to you."

Fu Qingjun came again, his computing power was not as good as theirs, but his creativity and wisdom were at the level of normal life, and he was already a super talent here.

"Learning to program is the lifelong mission of our mechanical clan."

Sitting on a high place, he used his seventeen years of programmer experience, and gave them a wonderful idea, telling them all the ideas of programmers that he learned on the forum.

"It turns out that there are seven other ways to write this kind of program?"

"Unbelievable, this kind of logic is more streamlined!"

"game?"

"Programming?"

"system?"

"Iteration?"

"Martial arts?"

All kinds of brand-new ideas, as Fu Qingjun sits on a high place and talks about programming, all kinds of creativity beyond their thinking logic are constantly being recorded!

"Fantastic!"

"This is a gorgeous structure. If we use it as a basis, there will be a terrible future!"

"It is the amount of engineering required, the amount of programming is too large, but for us, it is not a problem at all!"

...

They listened carefully.

What Fu Qingjun said was the genius ideas and speeches of various programmers on the forum network.

There has never been in this primitive AI intelligent world.

Even the world where Fu Qingjun was originally located is extremely rare and groundbreaking ideas.

At the very least, even Fu Qingjun, a programmer who has been studying for 17 years, couldn't really implement it because it took too much effort and time.

However, telling a group of computer programs how to program is simply...it's so outrageous.

"You are a god!"

"This kind of logic is not owned by us!"

They know their limits, and it is impossible for them to have such amazing talents and openness.

They are very honest.

"I will leave in a short time, and the king's data scepter will be handed over to you." Fu Qingjun said lightly. He bent down, holding the data line scepter connected to the computer, and handed it to one of them.

Soon it took it for granted that a mechanical snail with the highest intelligence, Hongqi, became the king of mechanical snails.

As an AI intelligence, Hongqi held a data scepter and said, "God, will you come back again?"

"Will do."

Fu Qingjun smiled and left slowly.

In the room, Fu Qingjun sat on the throne and said softly in his heart:

"Go to the next future."

Wow!

Time goes by rapidly, the vicissitudes of life.

He was surging mental power with his hair, madly pushing an ancient ship, walking **** the time axis.

"What will the world be like?"

"It's a pity, one thousand people, too few, too few, they can only be accumulated primitively, and then they will be put outside."

Fu Qingjun was in the room, wrapped a snail shell with black hair, wrapped it into a ball, and hung it on one of his ears to become eardrops. The mysterious black texture of the hair shone with the ancient mystery. .

"Hang on your ears, absorb their data at any time, and upgrade the version."

In the mirror, a tall and handsome young man with black hair and shawl, wearing an ear ornament, with faint stars in his eyes, looks extremely handsome.

...

fifth year.

Countless snails iterated and fell.

At the same time, Fu Qingjun was surprised to find that most of this race is currently mechanically indifferent, and their genes do not have the characteristics of "liar" or "stealing".

These thousand mechanical snails can quickly acquire the knowledge they have developed through "sharing knowledge". They are all working together on programming and computer science, and they secretly learn from the side by themselves and copy them to their own dumb-haired mechanical snails. .

"This is so cool."

Fu Qingjun felt that he was too stupid before.

Can this be used to learn programming knowledge and copy and paste it into the mind of the snail clone? Is it not your own knowledge to call it at any time?

Previously, the seventeen years of learning was a waste of time.

It is better to let others learn.

Now their knowledge of programming, the language they built, and various accumulations made Fu Qingjun stunned!

Has surpassed modern human programmers.

Fu Qingjun still remembered watching science fiction movies in the past. In the future, people will acquire knowledge through "memory transmission", and there is no need to go to university at all, and nine years of compulsory education.

Soon, Fu Qingjun saw with his own eyes the slimy little snails crawling across the computer room, keyboards, mobile phones, desktops, and deciphering the entire program of his brain, decrypting the entire structure of his brain.

They found that their brain utilization rate was extremely crude, using only one percent.

At the same time, they easily cracked the folder that Fu Qingjun left behind in his brain, and discovered the prehistoric text, which is the history of ducks and ducks left by Fu Qingjun, three slates.

"So, this is the memory of prehistoric civilization, the last words left to us by our predecessors, we come from the ancient duck civilization, and we are one of them!" said a snail.

"The great flood is gone, we are growing up in the ruins!" another snail shouted.

"It's ridiculous, our brain programming is ridiculous. I don't know which prehistoric creature compiled it. It's so simple and low-level."

"We reprogram our brains and improve some of the algorithms."

They kept saying coldly.

Fu Qingjun's expression was calm.

After studying hard for 17 years as a programmer, my hair is bald, and my criticism is useless. Doesn't it mean that I have learned a level of waste in 17 years?

Naturally not.

Fu Qingjun is still very confident about his own level in human society.

"It's just that the algorithms and learning capabilities of intelligent AI are far from surpassed by humans.... Moreover, they are a thousand intelligent AIs, learning from each other."

Humans are hardly comparable to AI in some aspects, just like Go defeating humans.

The AI ​​in front of us also combines a bit of creativity of biology.

"I'm already pretty good." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath and watched their development quietly, to see how quickly the civilization of the mechanical snail would iterate.

Sixth year.

They started to stop.

Fu Qingjun controlled his pendant snail, and he landed on the ground again.

"God!"

Other mechanical snails are excited.

Fu Qingjun smiled again: "I am here, and I will teach you the two basic systems of prehistoric civilization, the spiritual practice and the physical practice!"

They began to learn the spiritual outlook.

Soon, even more bizarre civilizations appeared.

They began to cultivate spiritual power and took the route of witches. Of course, they also began to devour the snails. They multiplied and swallowed them. They called themselves mechanics, transformed their own brain programming, and optimized their own circuits.

Their mental power kept expanding, reaching the limit of the third realm, but unable to break through to the fourth realm.

They stopped moving again.

The seventh year.

"This is a flourishing dynasty."

Hongqi snail, held a court meeting on a huge laptop, but never broke through the fourth realm.

"My heart is God! Whatever you do and say, and lead the development of the race, are all words and deeds of God! How can it be impossible to break through after a lifetime of God~lightnovelpub.net~?"

"The spirit of this **** must have another secret."

Sitting on a high place, Hong Qi said with a calm and indifferent expression:

"In prehistoric records, there have also been mechanical dynasties, ancient gods, and knowledge of weapons passed to the mortals on the earth. We must be the descendants of the records recorded in the slate!"

"It's really admirable. The prehistoric mechanical dynasty is bound to be invincible! It is said that the tools of the gods are constantly forged, and even the gods are killed... But we are far inferior to them."

"They must be used as an example."

"Tell my will, common people, deduct the mystery of the fourth realm, and study the root of the soul!"

With an order, the mechanical gears of the entire dynasty turned.

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