Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

Zhou Rui reached out and tried to pick up a yellowed manuscript.

But he was worried that this thing, which was decades old, would be so fragile that it would break at the touch.

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Mr. Sun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I still have some experience in maintaining "old books."

Zhou Rui took out the top one and wiped off the non-existent dust.

It was written on it: "Two or three thoughts on the lunar base, and a fantasy of lunar surface construction."

He took out another one and wrote: "The advantages and disadvantages of electric vehicles and internal combustion vehicles, and the design of motors and transmission mechanisms."

Zhou Rui felt dazed for a moment. Shouldn't people now think about these things?

But looking at the dates, they are 1980 and 1991.

Mr. Sun seemed to be lost in memories and said, "The things in here span a long period of time. I made the cover myself."

"Don't worry, there is no confidential manuscript related to national projects here. Most of them are Mr. Qian's "essays" and "random thoughts."

Zhou Rui nodded solemnly and said, "Mr. Sun, this gift is too precious."

Sun Jiadong stood up straight, and his relaxed eyes turned into a crescent again: "No, not at all. It's just right for you."

Due to the large number, Zhou Rui couldn't look through it on the spot, so he solemnly put it back into the old box temporarily.

After that, Zhou Rui, Gan Yuan, Mr. Sun, and Mr. Sun's wife sat together for a while.

Mr. Sun talked about some interesting things in the past.

From Dongfanghong-1 to Beidou satellite, he designed as many as 45 satellites by himself, and assisted and guided countless others.

In addition, he is also a rocket expert, and he participated in the Long March 1 and Dongfeng 1. However, during the latter period, he was just one of countless ordinary young people. It was also from then on that he was valued by Mr. Qian.

The older generation of scientists have strong ideas and do not like to talk about the old "master and apprentice". Instead, they all call each other "comrades". Even when Mr. Qian wrote to him, he called him the same. But in fact, Mr. Qian was Mr. Sun's guide, and they were really master and apprentice.

Mr. Sun sighed: "I also saw many dazzling figures in those days, but whether it was me personally, the entire organization, or the entire scientific research team, I thought Mr. Qian was in a "unique class". No matter how many geniuses there were, they would have to be inferior to him."

"No matter what the problem was, no matter what field, as long as it was brought to Mr. Qian, even if Mr. Qian was completely unfamiliar with it, he could raise key questions in a straightforward manner, as if he could "unravel the mystery."

Zhou Rui's fingertips moved slightly.

"And Mr. Qian also has the ability to 'draw inferences from one instance to another'. I remember that when the country wanted to build a nuclear submarine, the technical difficulties could not be overcome. Some people said that they should ask Mr. Qian. Many people thought it was a fantasy. How could a rocket engineer make a nuclear submarine? I was afraid that Mr. Qian would be embarrassed, so I advised him not to intervene."

"But in the end, Mr. Qian really took the lead in designing our first nuclear submarine. I knew it best at the time. Mr. Qian also learned a lot of things on the spot, but he was better than the submarine experts who returned from studying in the Soviet Union. However, in the end, he kept shirking that he was just giving instructions and did not take any position."

Zhou Rui exhaled

Mr. Sun seemed to open up his chatterbox, as if he was reminiscing about Mr. Qian, but in fact he was also reminiscing about his younger self.

But it was already very late. Zhou Rui noticed that Mr. Sun's wife was in poor health and even had difficulty standing up. There were some medical equipment in the bedroom with the door half closed.

But even so, he still accompanied her outside and kept looking at Zhou Rui. It seemed that there had not been such a young guest in this house for a long time.

Considering the old man's health and energy, Zhou Rui took the initiative to stand up and say goodbye at around 12 o'clock.

In the old courtyard, Mr. Sun sent him to the car.

"How many days will Mr. Zhou stay in Beijing? Let's have dinner together tomorrow?"

Zhou Rui and Gan Yuan looked at each other and could only say truthfully: "I plan to leave tomorrow."

A little disappointment flashed in Mr. Sun's eyes, but he still nodded and patted Zhou Rui on the back:

"Let's go, go and do your own things. Old men shouldn't waste the time of young people."

On the way back, Zhou Rui held a yellowed manuscript in his hand and read it carefully under the dim light in the car.

Gan Yuan looked curious. She also wanted to know what was in the manuscript left by the famous "Qian Xuesen". She asked softly: "Boss, what's written on it?"

Zhou Rui stared at it, and his tone was also surprised: "Thermodynamic properties of ionospheric gases and interference with supersonic aircraft."

Gan Yuan: "Ah?"

Zhou Rui couldn't help but sigh. When spying on giants, there is always a feeling of time and space confusion.

Indeed, Zhou Rui knew that Qian Lao's earliest research direction was "supersonic aircraft", that was in the 1950s! But after returning to China, considering the weak industrial foundation in China, Qian Lao rejected the mainstream idea of ​​"making airplanes" and changed to making missiles. He sealed his own achievements.

But after returning to China for decades, how could there be no related ideas? It is estimated that many of them are deposited in these seemingly worthless "manuscripts".

I flipped through them roughly before. The contents of these manuscripts are very mixed. Some are "essays", some are "calculations", some are "design sketches", and some can even be considered as brief "papers".

Contains a lot of Qian Lao's "unrealistic" or "inappropriate" thinking sparks.

It's definitely not "unimportant" as Mr. Sun said, and it even inspired Zhou Rui a lot.

Inexplicably, Zhou Rui felt that the boxes in the trunk were heavier.

Zhou Rui thought for a while and said: "I have no experience in maintaining old books. You can check it out for me later and figure out what to buy and how to store it. If you need to build a separate constant temperature and humidity room, it is not impossible. By the way, Let’s make a photocopy first after returning to Shanghai.”

Gan Yuan nodded and wrote it down in her notebook.

Back at the hotel, Zhou Rui sat alone in front of the window, carefully reading the manuscript, which was a new area.

It reads “Prospects and Risks of Artificial Intelligence.”

The time is 1991.

This is not a rigorous paper, just some random reflections, but the ideas in it are very interesting.

“Artificial intelligence should focus on ‘human-computer integration, people-centered’, so that intelligent computers can be integrated into people’s work rather than replacing people’s work.”

"At first, we should lower our expectations and carry out a 'shallow-level, cooperative' combination, and then gradually develop into a 'deep-level, evolutionary' combination. This evolution must be the evolution of 'humans', not the evolution of 'computers'." , perhaps reaching the level of 'human-machine fusion': with the help of computers, people can evolve into 'supermen'."

"I thought that if there is evolution, it must be people and not machines. However, with the current rate of progress, I am afraid that we will not see it until the second half of the 21st century. I am really curious about what a 'Superman' feels like and whether he can see the universe. , if you look at the microcosm, does it count as an immortal in our culture? Are my thoughts just random?"

Zhou Rui's fingertips traced the paper, and it seemed that he could still feel the joy and imagination that Qian Lao had when he wrote.

He couldn't help shaking his sleeves, and the "little shower head" entrenched inside came out, condensing into the shape of a "little plant protection vehicle" in Zhou Rui's palm

Zhou Rui whispered to himself: "When it comes to integrating it into human work, 'machine intelligence' is really more reliable than 'artificial intelligence', but 'human-machine fusion' is not very applicable. Of course, what Qian Lao said about evolution, Obviously not the evolution of biological concepts, but the evolution of sociological concepts.”

"Compared with the ancients, today's people seem to know astronomy and geography at the same time. If, as Mr. Qian said, "Superman" can look at the universe and see the microcosm, isn't it evolution?"

It’s really interesting to communicate with geniuses decades apart

While he was sighing, suddenly, the small showerhead in his palm raised his head.

The big eyes looked towards the ceiling and widened.

According to Zhou Rui's settings, this action means that it is controlling other smart devices.

Zhou Rui also looked at the ceiling

The next moment, the little shower head said:

"The highest authority, garbage, is crashing into the 'Nantian Gate'."