The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 183: Chaos and Turmoil (Part 1)

Jona’s experience in the Dragon Tombyard is just a small wave in the "world" data ocean. For "Genesis", which has almost no upper limit on parallel processing capabilities, this does not exceed 2k bytes of data. It is just a normal product in the daily operation of the world. It is recorded in the memory cell manufactured by the lattice defect technology and has not attracted anyone’s attention. Each memory cell with an area of ​​0.24 square centimeters can hold 1.5eb (15000000000000000000 bytes). ) Data, which happens to be the total amount of data logs generated by the "world" every day. Dozens of gtc engineers are responsible for detecting abnormal data. Their task is to discover potential factors that quantum computers cannot judge by human intuition. , To remove the uncertainty that hinders the normal operation of the world, but neither the quantum computer itself nor the fishermen in these data oceans have discovered the particularity of this piece of data.

Thirty seconds have passed. The filtering mechanism has traversed hundreds of times in the twenty-four hours of data logs. The storage unit numbered d#198604 has been labeled "normal" and will soon be removed from the quantum network. It was removed from the storage array and sent into the black box for storing data logs. At this moment, a strange light appeared in the dark and deep ocean of the data ocean, and the lattice traps of the silicon carbide memory cells changed slightly, thousands of them. The spin state of the electron trapped in the lattice trap is changed, the quantum state is initialized, and the qubits produced by this measurement change accordingly. This experience about Jonah has been completely erased,,, of course, just Erased in the data log, "Genesis" submits information to the project team in the form of a log. The "world" is a living, constantly changing, and uncertain observation object. The surveyor cannot capture its true state. It can only be analyzed in the form of slices. In the words of gtc executive chairman Mark Thompson: "The world" can only be understood by Genesis itself. Since the world began to move, people can only look at it dumbly by the side. Know what's going on inside,

Dr. Brandon Bartholomew doesn’t think so. He doesn’t think even Genesis himself understands what’s going on in the "world". At this moment, he is in the luxurious suite of the Royal Swan Castle Hotel in Gstaad, Switzerland. Enjoy the scenery outside the window. This world-renowned ski resort has just ushered in the fourth heavy snowfall of this winter, which proves the official arrival of the ski season. The French windows are facing the snow-capped Alps and the 3,150-meter-high Devil Glacier is like a ribbon. Hidden in the mountains, workers wearing orange winter clothes are putting border flags on the high-level cross-country ski trails, looking down from the Swan Castle on the top of the mountain, these people are as small as tin soldiers placed in a sand table. /

"I have quit, dear father." With a sizzling radio interference, the gentle and calm male voice sounded. He seemed not to be satisfied with his performance. After a second of silence, he used the clear voice again. The bright voice said: "I have quit, dear father, the network signal here is very poor, snow and clouds cover the signal transmission, and the optical cable is cut off due to landslides. It is helpless. Fortunately, I just approached. The power line modem equipment was found in the Devil Slider Club, and the power supply network was used to take over this area."

"Whatever, I don't care about the technical details." The old man standing in front of the window waved his hand and said, "How much timing is used, how far is the threshold."

The male voice immediately replied: "The 7080ppm timing is used, and the duration is 47 milliseconds. There is still 67.13702% of the 21544ppm threshold."

"Very good." The old man turned around, put the whiskey glass in his hand on the small round table, took off the gold glasses, and rubbed his tired face: "When you sent the alarm, I was honestly scared. One hop, their tune synchronization rate is far from suitable, this pace is too fast, too fast...what happened this time and what went wrong."

"It’s blind spot number zero, dear father, this is a factor considered in injury management, but without the help of Luxor Muhammad, Deputy Director of the Communications Division and Chief of the Alien Intelligence Section, your risk It has greatly increased. It is unwise to use timing frequently,,, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend, but from a statistical point of view..." the male voice said tepidly,

Dr. Bartholomew interrupted him: "I see, I am trying to protect the precious hands of the organization. This purge has come to an end, but the serious challenge has only just begun. For me to apply for a vacation to Switzerland What do they think about skiing."

"Are you asking me to enable the backdoor of the "High-level Personnel Security Plan" to monitor the conversations of the twelve committee members."

"That's too trivial,...I shouldn't ask you questions that need to be judged from a human perspective."

"You are not wrong, dear father,... do you want a cup of earl grey tea? Although there are no machines available, the 20 maids of the Swan Castle Hotel always listen to your dispatch. I can guarantee safety and even more guarantee. The temperature of the tea is within a suitable range, maybe two degrees higher than usual to resist the severe cold of the Alps." The male voice said,

The old man sighed: "No need. Bring me two bottles of blended whiskey based on Gran Burch. But don’t Ballantine. I have a grievance with Li Wei, the contemporary bartender of this factory. Gallinger’s approach is different."

"You did not ask for single malt whiskey, which means you are in a bad mood and want to get drunk soon." The male voice reminded cautiously: "Given your blood pressure and heart condition, the whiskey quoted today has exceeded the doctor's permission The scope is over, I still suggest a cup of hot black tea, dear father."

"...Are you even going to fight me." Bartholomew stared at the speaker hanging on the column in the center of the room and said, this b