Chapter 263 (1/2)

”Ghost?”

Mei Tao laughed and coughed again, trembling all over. Her fried hair fluttered up and down with the rhythm of coughing, like a group of white dancers on the top of her head. The old Heather pipe in his hand also trembled and couldn't hold it. It fell on the A4 paper on the table. Fortunately, the fireworks had already been extinguished and only knocked out a pile of soot like black cinder.

Aoki felt that the professor's reaction was a little exaggerated and said, ”you said it would be sooner or later to even Wu kangcao and cooperate with internet consciousness. What are you laughing at?”

”What are you doing with the Internet? You're digging into the corner of the Internet!” said Mei

Mei Ziqing also thought it was fun and said, ”Mr. Aoki, I didn't expect you to do it again!”

Aoki was a little confused and asked, ”which hand?”

Mei Ziqing also covered her mouth and smiled.

”Your brain is damaged by laziness. When you are not lazy, the president can do it. I think you can do the post of director general of the space management committee.”

Aoki knew Mei was joking, so he said with a smile, ”why don't you say let me be the Secretary General of the United Nations!”

”I don't have that authority, but the director general can recommend it,” said Mei

Aoki was afraid of Mei in order to take the joke seriously. He waved his hand and said, ”no, you can't do that.”

Mei tried to pick up the pipe again, pour out the cigarette residue, replace it with new cut tobacco and light the fire. Then she said slowly, ”don't worry, I'm not so stupid. You're the trump card in our hand. If you light you out, we'll have no card.”

Aoki just wanted to say something. Mei looked right and said, ”as you say, the Internet consciousness is different from people's consciousness. They have no spiritual power?”

Aoki shook his head and said: ”No, they have spiritual power, but they can't use it. I felt that power when I first entered the ghost's dream. It's very scattered, but it's not without it. From the perspective of dream structure, their dreams are very different from ours. We usually build a three-dimensional dream, but their dream dimensions are not unified, and the world after the expansion of information sources is strange, but I'm afraid this is the real dream world. ”

Mei nodded and said: ”You're right. Real dreams don't have a fixed dimension. The dimension is created by consciousness or restored after we wake up. Our dreams overlap in time, just like a scroll, so no matter how long it takes in the dream, the reality is only a moment. When we recall the dream, we will open this scroll and see a long space-time picture The scroll is like the real world we live in. ”

”However, one thing we must understand is that time in the real world is only a concept created by us to facilitate understanding, that is, we produce time when we think, and there is no concept of time when thinking stops. Because our thinking mode needs to open the scroll. Therefore, time is only a concept, which exists in human thinking The concept in the book. ”

Aoki agrees that dream is a time scroll, but he can't understand that reality is also a scroll. He doesn't know how to answer the professor's words.

The professor said: ”Come on, it doesn't matter. I just want to say that Internet consciousness, or computer consciousness, may have no time in their concept. From the perspective of program, they only have causality. Everything except causality is parallel to them, and they don't have time... Um... It doesn't matter... I mean, their dreams - the way that information sources unfold , as you said, this is the real dream, which really turns us into God's world. Well... This gives me inspiration... I think we can do better... ”

Aoki listened to the professor's incoherent words. He didn't know what he was going to say. He said, ”Professor, can we let this' ghost 'out first?”

The professor came back and said, ”Oh, yes, yes, Ziqing, Internet cafe.”

Mei Ziqing promised to go out. After a while, she came back and said that the net was connected.

”Well, you can build a folder called ghost,” said Mei