Gou adds some practice in cyberpunk

Chapter 46 Chapter 45: Peach Blossom Spring

Wangyue?

Wangyue!

When the 24-year-old Du Fu wrote "I will be the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains" on Mount Tai, how high-spirited I was at that time!But he never thought that the Tang Dynasty would turn from prosperity to decline. As prosperous as Kaiyuan was, the changes in Anshi were so chaotic. Du Fu himself was in exile all his life...

If Wen Wen still had doubts before, but now his heart is much clearer.

Isn't Wang Yue the poem written by Du Fu?Who doesn't come up with a sentence when writing an essay, "I will be the top of the mountain, and see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance", and forcefully insert the golden sentence into the bullshit article I wrote.

The Taibai inheritance that I got, I finally passed the level by deciphering the poems.

It can be seen from this that the inheritance left by True Monarch Taibai hopes to be passed on to a fellow who understands poetry.As a result, Wen Wen, who came through time travel with poor information about the times, picked up a big leak.

After more than a month of observation, Wen Wen also discovered that in the cyber age, there is no traditional culture handed down at all, that is, there are still some idioms and slang expressions in the spoken language.

Among the folks, there are still some remnants of Guan Gong statues and Taoist and Buddhist customs.

But there are no traditional festivals such as Mid-Autumn Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Spring Festival.

Like poems, classics and history collections, Wen Wen has never seen it, and I think there should be no such information on the Internet.

From the view of love, consumption, etc., the degree of westernization in the cyber era is very obvious.Why are there so many bad guys in the bar?Hooligans are everywhere on the subway.

Closer to home.

If network managers are determined to delete online information, there will be no trace left. The oldest method is to delete posts and suppress hot spots.

Obviously there is a big event happening, but you can't see anything on the Internet, and you can't find it.

Wen Wen didn't dare to search for this issue on the Internet, but there must be traces of any visits. The difference lies in whether you have touched the bottom line of the monitor.

Maybe you just searched for poetry, and then the city management security bureau, or urban management for short, knocks on the door of your house to check the water meter.

The computing power of the intelligent brain belonging to the chaebol is endless, enough to monitor every aspect of the city. As long as there are smart appliances, the intelligent brain can quietly take over and use it to collect information.

It's just that a lot of useless information is usually lying in the brain's database, and it will be collected and deleted every once in a while.

In this way, the virtual world is actually a safer place, equivalent to an independent system space.

As long as you have the highest authority in that virtual world, you can delete the sensitive information in the middle and forge a piece of normal data before the information is exchanged with the external database.

Seeing Zhenjun Wangyue's poetry prospering, Wen Wen was shocked. Could it be that the contemporary Du Fu is you?
Du Fu, Li Bai, these two personal names are just code names.Theoretically speaking, if Wen Wen got all the follow-up inheritance of Taibai Zhenjun, he could also give himself the name "Li Bai".

"What you got is the inheritance of Zhenjun Taibai, I can see the shadow of that sword fairy from your swordsmanship." Zhenjun Wangyue said to himself.

"You have also just experienced the trial of the Hall of Questioning Heart."

"People like us are not greedy for money, not lustful, and not blinded by power. Our ambition is to govern the country and the world. We practice lofty ambitions and strive to realize the lofty ideals of mankind, even if it seems like moths When the fire and the wind blow, the ashes are blown up."

NO, I have not.

I am a layman, greedy for money and lustful, but I still have a conscience and a moral bottom line.Wen Wen complained in his heart, at least he would not touch porcelain to blackmail people, spread rumors wantonly, and turn black and white.

But, assuming that I have the ability, I will definitely change the world. Once I become Sun Dasheng, I will rise up to break through these demon fogs and clarify Yuyu.

No one likes the place where they live. There are dirty and disgusting maggots crawling everywhere, right?

Wen Wen didn't admit it, nor denied it, but asked the doubts that had troubled him for a long time.

"Why hasn't the excellent traditional culture of the old world been handed down in this world? It stands to reason that with the existence of computers, all human cultural treasures can be stored with the help of hard drives, and copying backups is also very simple..."

"In the inheritance of Zhenjun Taibai, there should be a record of the history of the old world." Zhenjun Wangyue asked.

Wen Wen nodded, yes indeed.

Zhenjun Wangyue's expression was deep, "This is the Federation's implementation of burning books, burying Confucian scholars and literary inquisition in disguise. It is also thought control. The education you receive in school is only about common sense and technology, and it does not involve philosophy and culture at all."

indeed so.Wen Wen thought about it for a while, and found that what Zhenjun Wangyue said was right.It's like removing the three courses of Chinese, history, and politics, and only teaching students scientific knowledge such as mathematics, physics, and chemistry.

What the chaebol need is workers on the assembly line, talented scientists who can go further in various disciplines, not liberal arts scholars who are useless and only incite ideas. (Note 1)

Zhenjun Wangyue began to narrate his personal opinions to Wen Wen.

"The plutocrats would rather accept the existence of a chivalrous man who violates the law with martial arts than a Confucian who uses literature to disrupt the law."

"They are afraid and afraid, just to destroy the culture and fool the public."

"They are afraid that everyone in the world will know the history of the old world, they are afraid that Chen Sheng and Wu Guang will rise up, they are afraid that Huangchao Tianjie will trample on the bones of the public, and they are afraid that someone will raise their arms and shout, and a single spark will start a prairie fire..."

Zhenjun Wangyue paused and looked at Wen Wen.

"A sage once said that all reactionaries are paper tigers. Plutocrats are actually nothing special. They are also human beings. If they don't have three heads and six arms, they will die if they are killed.

"They are afraid that civilians will find out their fragility, so they continue to myth themselves, establish authority, divide the people, and stir up conflicts, so as to consolidate their rule."

"Nowadays the technology is so advanced, but the people in the outer city still use the guns and gunpowder of the old era. It's not that there are no more advanced weapons, but that the plutocrats dare not open this Pandora's Box." Zhenjun Wangyue sneered.

Wen Wen frowned, "But the chaebols control the army and cutting-edge technology. Logically speaking, even if civilians all over the world resist together, they will not be able to defeat them."

"The chaebols are fully capable of killing everyone, and then using biotechnology to cultivate a new batch of humans. Anyway, intelligence and robots must obey their orders."

"Facing the torrent of steel, human beings are slaughtered one-sidedly when their equipment and technology are all backward. Just like people killing chickens, it is also a blow to dimensionality reduction. Wouldn't it be possible to rule the world forever?"

Zhenjun Wangyue nodded, "You are right, this way can indeed rule the world."

"However, such a world has no future, and the chaebols don't want to live forever in a world without hope."

"Human flesh and blood can be copied infinitely, but the thoughts and talents of geniuses cannot be copied."

"They need a huge population base from which to emerge talented scientists who can change the times, just like Newton and Einstein."

"The further the development of science and technology, the longer the time and cost of learning, and the more supporting industries are needed. Machines can only learn known knowledge, but cannot create new knowledge."

"Too few people can make the rule impregnable, but technological progress is unthinkable. Too many people will definitely mean more conflicts and conflicts, which is not conducive to maintaining the rule. But at least, technology has been advancing slowly."

"Maybe one day, under the guidance of a peerless genius born out of nowhere, human beings will be able to master the technology of interstellar travel, break through the forbidden zone of the soul, and thus achieve immortality?"

Zhenjun Wangyue asked Wen Wen back.

"If you were a chaebol, how would you choose."

Wen Wen was silent, "Isn't this world still in the hands of the plutocrats? Even if something uncontrollable happens someday, at worst, the missiles will wipe out the ground, rebuild the world, and start over again."

Zhenjun Wangyue's face was a bit heavy, "Your idea may be one of the escape routes envisioned by the chaebol."

"But before that, they can still try with hope. Whether it's genetic ascension or mechanical ascension, as long as they can ascend, it's a good way."

"The chaebol puts their energy on scientific research, which is the right way to prevent human beings from being trapped on the planet." Wen Wen first agreed, and then shook his head, "But people don't need a chaebol to ride on their heads. Even if Without the plutocrats, science and technology will still develop.”

The masses of the people are the creators of history, not some heroic view of history.

Hearing Wen Wen's speech, Zhenjun Wangyue was very pleased, and changed the subject, "Our organization does not have a name, but people call it 'Peach Blossom Spring'."

"Our purpose is to eliminate the chaebols and bring harmony to the world. The code name of each member is the name of a poet in the old era."

Zhenjun Wangyue explained to Wen Wen, "I am not Du Fu, my code name is Du Mu. I was also wandering around when I was young, and I met a teacher by chance, and I was absorbed into Taohuayuan just now."

"My teacher, his name is Du Fu."

Zhenjun Wangyue solemnly told Wen Wen, "A hundred years ago, Taohuayuan was once the gathering place of the most powerful resistance forces in the wilderness, but it was later wiped out by the six chaebols, and it has since faded out of people's sight."

"Our base Taohuayuan City was destroyed, and the official members of the organization are only one-handed."

Zhenjun Wangyue looked at Wen Wen with a smile, "You just need to practice hard, everything else has nothing to do with you, and I don't need you to join Taohuayuan."

"One generation has a mission for one generation. If you are lucky, maybe in my generation's hands, the rule of the plutocrats can be dismantled."

"I said so much because I hope you will not be impulsive." Wangyue Zhenjun said, "It is true that ideals are lofty, but only by living can you have a future."

Wen Wen nodded heavily, "Don't worry, Master, I know how to measure."

As a time traveler, no one understands dogs better than me.

Changing the name to Shizun means that Wen Wen has agreed to Zhenjun Wangyue's previous proposal.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Hearing Wen Wen's call of master, Zhenjun Wangyue said hello three times in a row, very satisfied.

"Go." Zhenjun Wangyue waved his hand, and Wen Wen popped out of this virtual world.

Mountains collapsed and tall buildings were recast.

After Zhenjun Wangyue restored everything to the original state, he looked into the distance and murmured in his heart.

"Master, do you know that my apprentice accepted a grandson for you today?"

"Our ideal has a successor."

……

Wen Wen took off the virtual helmet and crawled out of the game cabin, but found that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere outside?
"Master, Senior Sister, this disciple fulfilled his mission and successfully passed the test of the Temple of Asking Heart." Wen Wen said cautiously.

Immortal Wangyun saw the message that Zhenjun Wangyue sent her, his face remained unchanged, and he said to the two disciples, "Take a good rest tonight and recover your spirits. I will take you to the ninth rank to practice Qi training tomorrow."

"Yes, Master!" Wen Wen and Xiao Chenlan replied at the same time.

Note 1: The word Confucianism in liberal arts is weird, but it is to distinguish it from science students.It refers to modern scholars who have made achievements in politics, history, ancient literature, etc., but they learn some liberal arts knowledge that is not needed for job hunting.

If you insist, liberal arts Confucian scholars are the same as the "cyber new democratic revolution" in the previous article, which is a new term coined by the author.

(End of this chapter)