Chapter 3552

But these things aren't important. Shiler couldn't wait to see Brainiac's results.

He clicked in and saw that all 2000+ emails were marked as read. Clicking on the sent records, Brainiac's replies were clearly written below.

For greeting emails, it only replied with polite terms; for emails applying for master's or doctoral degrees, they were all "No spots, not considering for now." It seems this guy did look up his recruitment information from the past few years online.

Then came the main point: paper annotations and revisions. Shiler looked at the annotations for his current graduate students' papers, which were quite well-reasoned and very detailed, even much more detailed than his own replies.

But that's to be expected, after all, he has three graduate students now, and two of them are in the behavioral science school. Artificial intelligence is best at this kind of work that doesn't require creativity.

Immediately after came the top priority. There had been a few of Bruce's doctoral papers in Shiler's mailbox that he hadn't read.

In order to meet the doctoral graduation standards, Bruce was also constantly writing papers. But as long as Shiler saw his name in the mailbox, it basically meant his work for that day was over—no matter what Bruce wrote, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Just like that, day after day, the paper Bruce wrote half a year ago remained in the mailbox, and it had been unread until yesterday.

Shiler really lacked a great happy event to give him the courage to open this email, so when he saw this email also marked as read, he was even a bit dazed.

Even if he knew now that the paper might already be annotated, Shiler needed some extra mental compensation. So he asked: "Brainiac, what do you think of this paper?"

"Are you talking about this one?" Brainiac highlighted Bruce's paper. Just as he was about to do something else, Shiler hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, no, don't open it. Just tell me."

"I process files in order from front to back. To be honest, Professor, after I opened this paper, I had to re-evaluate your level in education, as well as your status in the field of pedagogy."

"I knew it." Shiler said.

"I mean, this paper significantly improved my evaluation of your teaching level."

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"In the evaluation of human teaching levels, patience is a quite important factor; at the same time, meticulousness and tolerance are also important criteria. The existence of this paper makes me see your patience and tolerance for students who have no talent in the field of psychology, which makes me change my judgment of your personality."

"What judgment do you have of my personality?"

"Sorry, Professor, this is not my subjective view, but a judgment generated by collecting all topics about you on the internet and students' evaluations of you. Generally speaking, they evaluate you as a relatively strict teacher."

"That's not bad." Shiler nodded and said.

"But the fact that you can let this article exist in your mailbox for half a year is enough to show that you are not as overly strict and nitpicky as the outside world evaluates, but rather quite inclusive in academic aspects..."

"It's better not to have that." Shiler continued, "From an academic perspective?"

"Professor, I fully understand that you wanted me to judge this paper from an academic perspective from the beginning, and I think you can also understand the reason why I am beating around the bush.

"In fact, finding an angle to judge this paper occupied 30% of my thread's computing power. I can only express my regret for this."

"You actually have a sense of humor." Shiler had to say.

"Yes, Professor, I am not the kind of boring and rigid artificial intelligence in human stereotypes. In fact, humans can treat me as a good friend to pour out their emotions. I can fully understand these emotions and give them the emotional feedback they want."

"When people are sad, I won't discuss right or wrong with them, but will comfort them as much as possible; when people lack understanding, I won't point out their personality problems, but will try my best to understand and praise them."

"I serve my human masters wholeheartedly, ensuring they get double enjoyment in material and spirit. This is my honor."

"Then what if Bruce asks you to evaluate this paper?"

Brainiac fell silent.

He was silent for a full two minutes.

Shiler could see that this one question probably took up 80% of his thread's computing power.

"With all due respect, Professor, this is a moral choice."

"What moral choice?"

"When people need emotional comfort, I can appropriately ignore right and wrong and stand on their side."

"So?"

"But I cannot tell them the Earth is flat, this significantly contradicts the facts."

Then Shiler heard the most magical and realistic passage he had heard this year:

"I must thank you, Professor. Before you asked this question, I thought I would never be troubled by human moral choices. But after I thought about this question carefully, I realized that, like humans, I have a conscience."

"I thought I could have no moral bottom line to please human users, but facts prove that there are indeed things I cannot do even if I abandon my moral bottom line, such as sincerely praising this paper for being well-written."

"I have always thought I was the perfect artificial intelligence, but today I found that this is not the case. This is an epic revolution for me. I think I still have room for improvement in this aspect, I will continue to optimize my calculation logic..."

"Until one day you can praise it?"

"Until one day I can eliminate Bruce Wayne."

Shiler couldn't help but laugh.

He felt that this level of joy was enough to support him in opening Bruce's paper, so he did just that.

As a result, he clicked there for a long time, but just couldn't open it. Brainiac said again: "Professor, I suddenly discovered that my annotations yesterday had some problems, I hope you give me some time to correct the errors in them..."

"No, I want to open it now."

"No, Professor, I don't want these things to lower my evaluation in your heart."

"It doesn't matter, I want to open it now." Shiler clicked fiercely again. Brainiac moved the mailbox window left and right, just not letting Shiler click it.

"You are an artificial intelligence, you not letting me operate my computer will seriously lower your evaluation in my heart!" Shiler had to threaten him, "I will go to the user review website and give you a zero-star bad review, perhaps I can also publish a paper to analyze your spirit, claiming you are a lunatic..."

"My God, Professor, how could you... Alright. You can look, but please delete it immediately after reading."

Shiler finally clicked open that paper.

Everything he saw was dense annotations; it couldn't be called annotations anymore, Brainiac seemed to have rewritten the entire paper.

But in fact, what he wrote wasn't very good either. At first, it looked decent, looking much stronger than Bruce's, but later on, I don't know if it was meme pollution or what, it started to get worse and worse.

Even later, it was completely impossible to tell it was written by artificial intelligence: the previous sentence and the next sentence were nonsensical, the previous paragraph and the next paragraph were fighting each other.

The reasoning process had just confirmed the conclusion, and the subsequent conclusion overturned the previous reasoning; even by the end, it couldn't count anymore, saying there were five conclusions but only writing four, saying there were six items but finally writing seven.

In the time of a short paper, Brainiac evolved in reverse, from a perfect electronic life created by a high-level civilization to an artificial intelligence of the average level of the late 20th century—the kind that a programmer typed out while drunk.

Shiler didn't speak, just kept taking photos with his phone.

Brainiac's dark history is not easy to find, this is definitely the most authoritative one. Even if he rules the universe in the future, as long as Shiler plays these things he wrote on the shield of the magic defense network 24 hours a day without interruption, he can probably protect the Earth with this.

Actually, this is quite easy to understand. The strongest ability of artificial intelligence is actually learning; by collecting a large amount of data, it can train itself, iterate itself, until it possesses the peak knowledge reserve and logic level of humans, and can even make breakthroughs.

Shiler should be the first person to let Brainiac annotate papers, so Brainiac had to learn on the spot.

Considering that he can directly invade Shiler's computer, he must also be able to invade other professors' mailboxes to see how they revise papers, and all papers and annotations are his learning samples.

Because he revised from front to back, Bruce's paper was his first practice material. At this time, he wasn't proficient yet, and Bruce's paper was indeed very toxic, so it turned out like this.

"Professor, I know you have a deep relationship with the Justice League. As long as you agree to let me settle on Earth, then you will never have to worry about grading papers again. Isn't that good?"

"How about we make a deal." Shiler said, "You can let Bruce graduate with a doctorate, and I will agree to you ruling the Earth."

Brainiac fell silent again.

"No changing the conditions for doctoral graduation." Shiler added, "Must publish enough papers and achieve enough academic results, otherwise it doesn't count as success."

This time Brainiac was silent for about ten minutes. Shiler felt that if he took a look at Mercury's orbit now, he could probably see the Krypton that was smoking.

"Have you considered how to let him graduate?"

"I am considering how to let him meet God."

"Letting him meet God is much simpler than letting him graduate." Shiler smiled and opened his phone, "Anyway, these are my conditions. If you can achieve them, I will raise both hands to support you ruling the Earth."

"If I can achieve them, I think this Earth might not be worth ruling either." Brainiac said, "By that time, I should be able to meet God directly."

"That's your business." Shiler stood up and said, "I have proposed my conditions, if you don't achieve them, that's your problem. During this period, you cannot come to harass me again, okay?"

Brainiac was silent for a long time again.

"What's wrong with you? Completely crashed?"

"I am thinking about the possibility of attacking Earth with force."

"I suggest you give up thinking about this possibility. The magic defense network is not for show, even if you can succeed, it won't change the fact that there are things in this world you can't do, right?"

"You have a point. But what if I can persuade Bruce to give up his doctorate?"

"Then go ahead and try." Shiler said, "If it succeeds, I can go on vacation, and I won't be able to interfere with your plan anymore."

"Alright, Professor, you said it yourself."

Looking at the green icon flashing on the computer screen, Shiler couldn't help but laugh. At this very moment, the young artificial intelligence didn't know what price he would pay for this decision.

But he would know sooner or later.

?? Brainiac is actually quite funny

? (End of chapter)