. One hundred and seventy-nine: Evidence of existence
In our lives, there are always many things that are difficult for us to recall and describe - not because the vague memory makes our minds difficult, but precisely because this memory is so clear and sharp that it makes us Stung forever, whenever I think of it, the wound of memory can't help but shed painful blood drops. Even though it has been so long, what I can't imagine is that when I think of all that, I still feel very difficult, so that for such a long time, I don't know where to start.
Probably, all this should start with "me".
yes, I". This is not a specific reference with a clear goal, but just a concept. For each of us, this "I" is ourselves, which is infinitely small, but infinitely huge. For this vast world with many planes, every "I" is as insignificant as a grain of dust in the sky; however, for ourselves, this "I" is everything. For us, this world only really exists when it is perceived by "I". Even the only meaning of the existence of this world is to be perceived by "I" and let "I" understand it.
"There is no reality except 'I'" This is the view of some classical philosophers who are keen on thinking. I have to say that their ideas make some sense and are full of mysterious and profound beauty. However, here, we can easily encounter a problem that is difficult to solve:
If only ¡°I¡± is real, how should ¡°others¡± be treated? For every arrogant "I", every "other" in this world is just a scenery on the road of his own life. We don¡¯t care what kind of story this landscape has, what kind of life it has, or what kind of world it has of its own.
For every "I", every "other" may be illusory. From the standpoint of "I", they can never prove their true existence. No matter how real their lives are, how full of flesh and blood they are, what magnificent life adventures they have experienced, and how glorious and glorious achievements they have achieved, as long as their existence is different from yours, you don¡¯t have to admit it, and you can take the reality that belongs to them. The world is forever in denial.
¡and the reasons are always easy to find
None of us know that because the arrogant and paranoid "I" is too difficult to accept and too easy to deny, too difficult to admit and too easy to doubt, we have personally obliterated how many things that originally existed and were indeed true. Something incredibly real.
From this point of view, the concept of "I" may really be guilty of original sin.
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The Golden Rose opened its sails, and under the command of female captain Kelsey Large, slowly left the reef and sailed towards the distant horizon. Each of us was wandering comfortably on this broken ship. Some of us clung to the dilapidated railings and looked into the distance. Some of us got into the bottom of the cabin to visit the simple cabins of the pirates. The Yangtze River Delta even said with great interest Climbing to the small observation deck at the top of the main mast, I stood next to the one-armed lookout named "Hook" and shouted and waved to the people below - I saw that most of my buttocks were about to be squeezed out of the lookout. The pirate lookout on the platform, my heart was full of worry and sympathy for him.
Yes, this was a triumphal journey after a huge victory. We originally thought that this ship would sail directly into the military port, and then we found the admirals who issued the mission to us and collected the richness we deserved. of remuneration.
At this time, I only knew that this was the end of a great battle, but I did not realize that this was the beginning of the most difficult, distressing, and desperate escape and adventure in my life.
When the pirate ship sailed out for more than a minute, patrolling alone on the vast sea, far away from all islands and land, a burst of holy music suddenly came from the sky. The clouds in the sky stirred evenly and gradually opened a circular hole. A beam of light filled with sacred aura shot down, illuminating a small area of ??the sea, making it look like a fairyland.
A tall black shadow slowly descended along this sacred and beautiful passage. Behind him, a pair of huge white wings fluttered in the wind. Although I couldn't see his face at all due to the backlight, I recognized his identity from the soul mark above his head.
He is the waiter in front of the throne of the gods, the holy messenger who conveys divine will and divine will, the observer, recorder and protector who protects the norms and harmony of the world: gm007 fallen angel with broken wings.
When I first discovered the boxing glove bug, I had a close encounter with this divine messenger. At that time, his divine aura, majestic appearance, fair judgment - well, actually mainly his dangerous flying skills and sexy leg hair - left a deep impression on me.Impression. Although President Fei Yin reported several bugs after that, I was not present at the time, so I have no way of knowing whether he was still responsible for handling it. But this time, judging from his steady movements in the air, his flying skills have obviously improved a lot compared to before - at least we no longer have to worry about whether he will suddenly lose his balance and fall on the deck. .
"GM, you are finally here" Our president never seems to have any awe for these messengers who serve in front of the throne, and he greets them with a playful smile, "we will send you the bug confirmation. Are you done yet? What rewards can you get this time?"
Seeing President Fei Yin coming up to him shyly, GM seemed a little embarrassed and took two steps back with a wry smile: "This player, we have received the report you sent. It has been confirmed that more than 90,000 people were killed in a critical hit. The slight damage is indeed not caused by a cheat, and your guess is very close to the real situation. However, after verification by our backend technical staff, it is proved that this situation is an absolute exception and may only occur once, and it does not affect the fairness of the game at all. , therefore, according to Article 93 of the work manual, this situation cannot and does not need to be treated as a bug"
"What?" Fei Yin's eyes widened when she heard this, and she yelled at the GM angrily, "You wiped out more than 90,000 blood in one go. Isn't this called a bug? You technicians have their brains filled with water." I'm still counting on this bug to be cracked Well, I mean to earn tens of thousands of gold coins to expand the guild. It's too unreasonable for you to handle it this way, isn't it? I want to complain. Your job number is 007, right? You Wait, I remember you"
Fei Yin pointed at the fallen angel¡¯s nose and jumped and screamed, making him dumbfounded for a while. But the strange thing is that his attention doesn't seem to be all on the female magician with whom he is arguing. More often, he seems to always like to cast his eyes on me. His eyes were a little surprised, a little suspicious, and seemed to be a little curious.
"Player, please calm down, calm down, please let me finish what I'm saying" The Fallen Angel with Broken Wings finally seized the opportunity and broke free from Fei Yin's clutches, " You don't have to I¡¯m so excited. If I simply tell you that there is no bug, according to Article 67 of the work manual, the GM on duty only needs to send you a message. I have other work here"
"You're not right." Suddenly, Xian Ge Yayi emerged from the cabin - because of his fear of heights, he had not dared to step onto the deck since the ship started. Even now, he hides most of his body. On the cabin stairs, only his head popped out.
"You said this discovery will not affect the fairness of the game, but if we repeatedly refresh this copy and our friends keep using the same method to cause huge damage, how can it not affect the fairness?"
"That's right." Fei Yin heard what Xian Ge Yayi said made sense, and immediately jumped out again, shouting reluctantly, "If you don't think this discovery is a bug, then we will refresh this copy twenty times a day, and use This copy will graduate in a few days. This is not a bug, so what is a bug?"
Hearing this question, the Broken Winged Fallen Angel did not appear embarrassed as before. Instead, he became unusually serious and replied solemnly: "This is the reason why I am here."
As he spoke, this messenger of the gods, who was dressed in avant-garde and with unique taste, suddenly turned to me, stared into my eyes and said loudly:
"At the beginning, we planned to treat this matter as an ordinary bug. However, out of curiosity, our technical staff checked the records of the lucky player who caused this huge damage, and then discovered that this player There are serious problems with the record."
¡°I¡¯ve told you before, Jeff, that you guys used plug-ins too much. Look, you¡¯ve really been caught now.¡± Red Wolf muttered quietly behind me.
"If it's just an ordinary cheat, we can just block the account" The Broken Wings Fallen Angel obviously heard what Red Wolf said. He walked towards me slowly and explained as he walked, "We noticed a problem. This player has never left the game since he first went online three years ago. What kind of player can be online at all times without interruption for three years?"
The question of the Fallen Angel with Broken Wings immediately aroused everyone's whispers. Everyone's memory seemed to open a window under the GM's reminder, and suddenly they saw something that everyone had ignored.
"Is this true?" Yan Zhen asked.
"But speaking of it, it seems that I have never seen Jeff not online" Longbow Shooting Sun recalled seriously.
"At least he was there when I was there" Niu Baiwan said while nodding.
"But although this is strange"But that doesn't mean much" Xian Geya thought for a while, "if they are several people playing this game in shifts and staying online at all times, it is also possible. I have seen this kind of people. Although it is not as exaggerated as playing for three years in a row, there are some people who have not been offline for a year and a half. "
"Indeed, if it were just like this, we could only worry about the health of such a group of desperate players. However, the result we found is that they are 'online all the time.' This includes not only normal game time, but also every Time for server downtime for maintenance and upgrades. We checked at least more than 20 online records, and found that the player's online time was exactly the same as the server's startup time, which was exactly one second. In other words, he did not need any login time to enter the game. . Don't you think it's strange? "
The fallen angel with broken wings glanced at everyone present. Everyone looked puzzled, and no one could say anything else.
"More than that" The GM with a pair of wings seemed to be unsatisfied, "This player has a large number of online records, but did not leave any login records; his earliest online record location did not appear at the starting point of the Novice City. , but at the city gate; his earliest equipment record is not an ordinary novice suit, but a set of NPC standard equipment"
"The reason why I came here is because I have to see it with my own eyes and ask myself, this player named Jeffries Kidd, who are you?"
"or rather, who are you?"
The fallen angel with broken wings stared at me fiercely, as if he wanted to use all his strength to see through, see through, and see through me. I suddenly wanted to laugh: his expression now reminded me of the time when I was in the Gravel Fortress, under the guidance of the old troll man Carlson, and I tried hard to see through the stone wall of the fortress to see the truth of the source world.
I was found out, I knew it. The biggest secret in the world that I had been carefully hiding, that I would rather lose my life than expose, that I was always afraid of being known, was completely exposed at this moment.
I have imagined countless times how scared I would be at this moment, how terrified I would be, how embarrassed and miserable I would be, but to my surprise, I had none of these.
I just felt that I was a little too calm, just like a tourist who was exhausted from rushing on the journey suddenly put down all his luggage and stood quietly by the roadside, waiting for the soul he left behind in his haste.
I looked at him quietly and said nothing - in fact, I didn't know what I should say. Denying is useless, and admitting is useless. I don¡¯t even know what I should admit. Although I know that I am completely different from my friends who are involved in space, I don¡¯t know how to express, describe and Define this difference.
I can only accept it calmly and wait silently.
"What do you mean by that?" Fei Yin suddenly became excited when she heard the Broken Wings Fallen Angel's question, "You mean, Jeffhethatisn't a human being?"
Of course I am a human being, but I vaguely feel that the "human being" that Fei Yin refers to is different from the "human being" that I usually know.
"Then who is he? Artificial intelligence? Robot? Digital life? You know what I mean, do you mean this? Do you understand what I mean?" Xian Ge Yayi looked at me with wide eyes, completely incoherent.
No, it¡¯s not just him, everyone is looking at me, and their eyes look strange.
"I know what you want to say, this player. But our technical experts say that he cannot be regarded as a living being. He is just a faulty program."
The pirate ship stayed on the sea, and the pirates in the suit were busy doing their own thing, completely ignoring what the group of people on the deck were doing. According to common sense, we should have landed ashore by this time, but at this time our ship seemed to show no sign of moving at all. I guess this is probably the divine power possessed by GM at work.
"Is it that simple?" Yanzhen looked at me doubtfully, "He has done so many things by himself. He has been working with us to fight monsters and upgrades, and to complete quests and dungeons. We have not noticed anything wrong with him at all. We have to pay for this." If it is not called life, then what is life?¡±
"Actually, this is easy to understand" Broken Wings Fallen Angel explained, "You should know that a large amount of information is stored in our server, including language information, player behavior pattern information, and the logic of the entire game. Information etc., the amount of this information is unimaginably large. And if a program makes an error and is connected to this information base at the same time, it will naturally react according to the existing patterns in the information base. to imitate and act.You said that he can fight monsters and level up, chat and talk, which is a matter of course, because the main mode of the game itself is to fight monsters and level up, and all his actions are just following the most basic mode of this game; as for dialogue, we There is a lot of language information that can be used for timely communication in the massive language information database. "
"Butbut he spoke so fluently, and there was no barrier at all in our communication. This is definitely not something that an ordinary information database can do." Xian Ge asked stutteringly.
"This is much simpler than you think." The Broken Wings Fallen Angel said patiently, "You have to know that an ordinary medieval mobile phone from a few decades ago can have a very complete voice assistant function. It can almost control you. Instant response to all words, even some otakus fell in love with this voice assistant hysterically at one time, and the information database at that time was actually pitifully small. Now our information database can be completely adapted to different environments and different objects. , choose answers with the same style at different times, and there will be many choices for this answer, and you will not hear any flaws at all. If you are willing, current technology can even do it"
"Then what do you want?" Suddenly, Fei Yin interrupted the Broken Wings Fallen Angel's words and asked a little abruptly.
"According to the 157 remark regulations of the work manual, once an erroneous program is discovered, we will definitely delete it." The Broken Wings Fallen Angel pondered for a moment, and then said.
"What did you say?" Xian Geya was so frightened that she even forgot about the terrifying place on the deck of the ship and stepped forward.
¡°This is impossible, you can¡¯t do this,¡± Niu Baiwan objected loudly.
Yangjiao and Longgong Sheri didn¡¯t speak. They just walked over silently and stood between me and the fallen angel with broken wings.
Not only them, but others also came over and stood in front of me. Although they also hesitated, and although some stared at me for a long time before making up their minds, in the end, they all came.
Just standing in front of me
"No matter what your brainless technical experts said, or they had a hundred reasons, we stayed with him for three years, and I recognized that he was a human being, a living person, and a member of our guild. You know, if you delete him, you are killing people." I have never seen Fei Yin speak so firmly and solemnly.
¡°I didn¡¯t know what they were talking about, and I didn¡¯t know how to react. I heard them say "delete", which seemed to be some way GM planned to deal with me. I once heard the old Carlson mention this word, but I really don't know what it was about.
But I know that my president seems to be defending me for something.
It¡¯s not just her, my spacewalker friends, although they still look at me a little strangely, and although they seem to have fully recognized my alienness, they still seem to be helping me and trying hard to do something for me. What.
I feel some warmth.
"At least one thing I know is that GM and the "technical experts" he calls seem to believe that I have no soul and no life. We all know this is wrong, but I can't explain it. Firstly, I don¡¯t know how to defend myself at all, and secondly, the experts seem to have blocked all the ways I can defend myself. They have identified something and given enough evidence.
However, just when the inflated "I" in these people's hearts is only willing to prove my falsehood but not my truth, just when I myself don't know how to prove my existence, there are still some people Be willing to accept me and protect me.
For me, these people have a common name, they are my "friends".
Because of them, my existence suddenly had some great significance, and it was no longer an illusion that could be easily wiped out and difficult to prove. I have left some subjective traces in this objective world, and it seems that these traces will not disappear when I disappear.
Suddenly I no longer worry about myself. No matter what that bullshit "delete" means, no matter what the experts say, there is evidence of my existence, such solid and unquestionable evidence, and here they are.
I sympathize with those who deny it, it¡¯s not that they can¡¯t see it.