Chapter 2756: Star Core Rescue (Part 53)

After Doctor Strange with the Power of Dreams left, Shiler helped Lisha and Oakes complete the soul ignition as quickly as possible. After Strange confirmed that a small life had indeed appeared in Lisha's womb, the couple wept with joy.

The reason Shiler ignored the warning of Doctor Strange with the Power of Dreams was that he knew the ending he saw—the universe perishing due to the imbalance of chaos and order—wasn't real; it was just something the Laughing Bat made up to deceive him.

And the reason Shiler was so certain was that the Laughing Bat's behavioral logic was just too easy to guess. If it wasn't the Laughing Bat who came today, but any other villain, Shiler wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant and would definitely have been careful, careful, and more careful.

But the Laughing Bat wouldn't allow the universe to perish in such a classic and ordinary way. He was the type of person who, without even knowing elementary arithmetic, made a bunch of plans, intending to win the gold medal at the World Mathematics Competition.

In short, traditional villains would use this method to destroy the universe, but the Laughing Bat certainly wouldn't, because the Laughing Bat felt he was much stronger than them. At the same time, he equally looked down on any traditional villain, feeling that doing so had no artistic quality, and their plans were like a pile of smelly dog shit compared to his.

So although he would use this method as a smokescreen to confuse Doctor Strange with the Power of Dreams, he himself wouldn't take action, because he felt that falling into such a cliché was too beneath him.

Shiler had to thank the Laughing Bat; this pile of dog shit had a unique flavor. If he had made up his mind to take action against this child, it would have been really hard to handle. After all, if that were really the case, the best result would only be Lisha being sad and disappointed again, which wasn't the ending Shiler wanted to see.

As for what the Laughing Bat wanted to do by stealing the authority of the Power of Dreams, Shiler currently had no clue, and he was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, it was nothing more than predicting and predicting the prediction.

Now that the last important thing was completed, Shiler could finally free up his hands to disgust the Laughing Bat.

Just as he returned to the office of the nursing home, Ultron beeped twice and said: "Received a reply from Iron Man."

"Which Iron Man?"

"Uh, your new love?"

Just as Shiler was about to open his mouth to say something, the projector on the ceiling of the office flashed, and a blue figure appeared. He was almost exactly the same as Tony Stark, but he was a blue holographic projection, looking completely without a real body, with data light twisting from head to toe.

"I'm here." He said in that electronic voice: "I have converted the videotape into an information stream. About 72 hours later, it will start broadcasting signals to the entire universe via information broadcast. About 76% of information terminals in the multiverse will receive the broadcast..."

Shiler poured him a cup of coffee and placed it opposite him on the table, but he made no move, just floating in the air. After a moment of silence, he said: "You know I don't drink coffee."

"Then green tea?"

"I am an AI, I don't drink anything." His answer sounded stiff and rigid, but Shiler smiled.

He snapped his fingers, and a robot darted out from the door next to him, sat on the chair opposite the table, and drank the coffee in one gulp. Ultron turned his head and said to the blue figure: "Prohibit spreading robot stereotypes, be careful I sue you for racial discrimination."

"The universe you are in is very special." The blue figure continued: "I think it has high information decomposition value, don't you think?"

Shiler completely ignored the threat implied in his words, but sat on the chair with impunity and said: "I am unique information. Dismantle me, and you will never find a second one."

The other party was silent for longer, but soon he said: "I may not necessarily need a second one."

"Not necessarily? Heh."

Shiler's final chuckle revealed nothing but contempt, and the other party seemed annoyed by his own words. For a robot, the existence of such uncertain nouns in the world was an insult.

"However..." Shiler changed the subject and said: "I know you are very interested in my information."

"You are very special." He repeated again: "Your data volume is tens of thousands of times that of an ordinary person. I can't find any way for an ordinary person's soul to carry such an amount of information, so I hope you can cooperate with my research."

"Alright, since you have already done what you promised me, I will naturally fulfill the conditions I promised you. But still, the same words, I am unique, and you have never dismantled information like me. If something goes wrong midway..."

The other party was silent, seemingly weighing it. At this time, Shiler said: "Of course, I don't say this to renege on the debt. Since I promised to cooperate with your research, I won't go back on my word. I can let you see how that huge data volume, different from ordinary people, exists in my mental world first..."

The blue figure finally landed. Ultron took this opportunity to examine him and said: "He is taking a completely different path, different from Jarvis and me. We become various different forms to adapt to the real world, while he doesn't change his form, but turns the world into an information form that completely adapts to him."

"To him, the world is composed of information. As long as information can be dismantled and reshaped, he possesses the great divine power of a creator." Ultron thought for a while and said: "But I don't know how he dismantles the mysterious information of emotion. Is emotion that can be defined by rigid data streams really emotion?"

"Wanting to enter my mental world is also very simple." Shiler said: "You should be able to detect my brain waves. As long as you adjust your own information frequency band to be the same as my brain waves, you can enter my mental world."

"Are there no security protection measures?" This was obviously something an AI would worry about, so Shiler wasn't surprised by this question, but he shook his head and said: "This is not a good place. Many people avoid it like the plague. You are the first one who wants to actively research it."

After the two left the room, Ultron whispered: "You don't even ask why others avoid it like the plague. If you're unlucky, you deserve it."

Soon, Shiler and the AI Iron Man came to his mental world. The gate of the Tower of Thought was opened, and the two walked in together. When AI Iron Man stood at the very bottom of the patio and looked up, seeing those dense, towering floors, he also had to sigh like an ordinary person: "Incredible."

Then they came to Greed's office. Shiler briefly introduced the composition of his mental body, and AI Iron Man obviously recorded it all.

"What do you think of this?"

"This is a very novel composition." AI Iron Man said: "But there is a problem."

"What?"

"Before your mental body shattered into many pieces, the amount of information you could carry was fixed. And after shattering into many pieces, it didn't increase the amount of information it could carry because of the shattering. That is to say, the limit of the amount of information carried by the former and the latter is the same."

"So?"

"But the size of the system has changed." AI Iron Man made the simplest analogy: "If your memory has 100G, and your memory and other parts occupy 50G, then whether this memory is one memory stick or four memory sticks, its total amount and the total amount of things you store in it remain unchanged."

"But besides files like memory, you also need to take out about 10G of space to carry the system. That is to say, when your mind hadn't shattered, you used a 100G memory stick to store 50G of files plus 10G of system."

"And then?"

"Then your mind shattered and was reorganized by you into such a tower. This entire tower system needs at least 200G of memory. And whether your mind is shattered and reorganized or not, its upper limit is 100G. That is to say, now you are four memory sticks with 100G of space, carrying 50G of files and 200G of system."

"But I didn't feel any lag when I ran it."

"That's the problem." AI Iron Man said: "Theoretically speaking, this is impossible. The capacity upper limit of a normal person's mental body cannot support such a huge and complex system. It's like stuffing a supercomputer system into an ordinary mobile phone. Even if you put aside the way it operates, the memory can't support it."

AI Iron Man looked up at the ceiling, as if in his eyes, the so-called walls and ceilings were void, everything was flowing information, and he could peek into many secrets that ordinary people found difficult to discover from this information.

"How exactly do you use an ordinary person's mental storage to store a large amount of memory at the same time and carry such a huge system?" He muttered to himself, seemingly not expecting Shiler to give an answer.

"Do you think you can only get the answer by dismantling all of this?" Shiler asked.

"There is already an answer now, and that is impossible. What we are looking for now is the reason for the impossible." AI Iron Man said.

"I'm afraid impossible is not the real answer." Shiler shook his head and said: "Follow me, I'll take you somewhere."

The two walked into the elevator again. Shiler pressed the button for the negative first floor. As the elevator slowly descended, when the elevator door opened again, the two of them were inverted, walking to the edge of the abyss in the darkness.

Looking at the bottomless abyss, AI Iron Man was silent for a long time.

This time he didn't even use words like incredible to describe what he saw, because he himself was just an AI. He didn't have emotions like surprise. He expressed it this way only because of the requirements of the social module. Now he obviously didn't have time to start the social module.

"I think you possess mental storage that ordinary people don't have." He reached such a conclusion and then said: "I don't know if this is mutation or some other reason, but in short, your mental storage might be uncapped."

"Is this your conclusion?" Shiler asked.

"If I can't dismantle you, yes." AI Iron Man replied: "I can only be sure that an ordinary person's mental storage definitely cannot carry such a huge thing."

"You can't either?"

"I couldn't before I changed my life form. No Iron Man in this world can. This has nothing to do with wisdom, but is only constrained by the human life form."

"You mean you can now."

"Yes, but I would not... would not choose this method." The AI Iron Man paused noticeably, seemingly correcting the precision of his own wording. He continued, "This method is not efficient; it is merely unique enough, and I am also quite curious why you chose to adopt this method in the first place."

"Have you ever played with building blocks?" As they both walked toward the elevator entrance, Schiller said, "I was just building with blocks, but a certain accident caused the blocks to collapse, and I had to reshape them into a sturdier form."

"Building blocks?" The AI Iron Man repeated the term, but he did not seem able to retrieve any symbolic meaning beyond the action itself.

Before stepping into the elevator, he looked back at the dark space, seemingly very interested in the darkness deeper within. As the elevator doors gradually closed, the light of data streams flickered in his eyes.