The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"Junci, are you here?"

Mo Chaoyang is in the computer room of the community cubicle. Although it is not as good as the outside, it is the size of an ordinary office.

The machines inside are a bit more top-notch than the outside configuration.

Mo Chaoyang saw Jun Ci coming in, and he immediately stood up, burying his head in front of the computer, his expression was rare with excitement.

Compared to seeing the various discomforts of Junci a few days ago, there are no comments in Mo Chaoyang's eyes at this moment, and they are all full of admiration and admiration.

"I solved the procedure."

As Mo Chaoyang said, he moved the notebook in front of him to Junci: "The program you gave me is actually a basic AI program, isn't it? But this AI is so amazing, it has the ability to open itself! Thinking divergence, although not very high, but being able to make a certain range of self-thinking can make this data reorganized and optimized. I have never seen such a smart program, it is amazing, your friend , It’s a genius! If you take this program out, it will shock the world!"

Mo Chaoyang was completely crazy, and at this moment, he was completely indulged in the procedure before him.

Fu Ziyan was a little shocked: "A divergent AI?"

Jun Ci took off his mask and raised his lips slightly: "So what do you think?"

"I took this program of yours and made a villain to test it out."

As Mo Chaoyang said, he clicked on the notebook and closed the densely packed digital pages. He only clicked twice in the blank area. Suddenly, a doll-shaped figure resembling a balloon jumped to the center of the computer, a chubby inverted triangle. The body, like a big garlic, pink body.

With nose, eyes and mouth, he twisted his chubby body after jumping out, and said in a low voice, "How are you! How are you, Dad!"

Junci: "..."

Fu Ziyan's glasses suddenly widened.

Mo Chaoyang’s rare ear roots were a little red: “After I solved the program, I tried to use its code to create a small smart program. This is it. It’s called Lanlan. It’s a girl. Because I made it, so It calls me Dad."

Lan Lan's small eyes that looked like red beans looked at them very curiously, and Jun Ci admired a little: "You...the talent is really good."

Mo Chaoyang is really a genius.

Relying on a decompression program, a basic intelligent program is made.

Guru was sighing: "Is there any such operation?"

Obviously, it began to ponder something.

"father……"

Seeing that they had not spoken, Lan Lan continued to shout.

It's quite mysterious, but Mo Chaoyang followed Chong Du's answer: "Here."

Junci said: "What are its functions now?"

"Oh, I tried it, and now Lanlan can distinguish different people by sound. If there is a screen, it can see us. It understands some basic chat content and knowledge. According to my test, IQ is probably a five-year-old child. The most important thing is that it can learn."

Speaking of the last sentence, Mo Chaoyang's excitement can no longer stop, "This is really amazing."

What does an intelligent program that can learn independently?

It is the thought distribution he just said.

The bioelectric current of the piano is connected to Golu, which leads to an increase in the piano's IQ.