Great Creator

　　 Huang Si tested hundreds of species, including plants and animals, ranging from flying insects to giant beasts.

　　 recorded the body, made-got a corpse.

　　 Recording the body, assimilating the soul, manufacturing, and stuffing the soul in-got a living creature.

　　 Then take out the soul and stuff it back.

　　If it is fast enough, it can still live, but it seems a little weak.

　　If you stop it slowly, your body will stink.

　　 Huang Si did a lot of experiments. It's a pity that he can only perceive the soul if he kills the creature. If he doesn't kill it, he can't see or assimilate it.

　　 The soul that has been assimilated by him can be withdrawn from the body at any time and put back.

　　 This is Huang Si's absolute control as the soul master.

　　 However, those who have not been assimilated will be gone.

　　 Huang Si felt very upset, his strength was still very weak, he couldn't even see a living soul.

　　 The souls of creatures that die are also easy to dissipate.

　　Assimilation can make the soul of a creature not dissipate so quickly.

　　 But as long as Huang Si passes a thought and lets it dissipate, it dissipates in place.

　　 The soul is so strange.

　　 is fragile, but Huang Si cannot make it.

　　 After completing the test, one month has passed since the time of the green world. Of course, in Huang Si's real somatosensory time, it hasn't even come for a day.

　　 Huang Si felt that there was nothing to study, and his consciousness returned home first.

　　 Normally, when his consciousness goes to the green world, Huang Si will habitually find a place to lie down in reality.

　　 Although he can be distracted by thousands, but after all, the flow of time is different. It is difficult to deal with what happened in 323 seconds over there in one second without being attentive.

　　 Therefore, in order to concentrate on dealing with things in the green world, Huang Si generally suspends his body activities, so as not to occasionally encounter situations where he can't do his best.

　　 After returning home, Huang Si opened the sheet on his body and sat up from the sofa.

　　 Seeing him wake up, he thoughtfully prepared a cup of chocolate smoothie and brought it over.

　　 Huang Si recently likes iced drinks very much, and the taste of this smoothie is adjusted to the right degree. The chocolate sauce is poured on it, sweet but not greasy, and it melts in the mouth.

　　 "Good job." Huang Si nodded to Moxia.

　　 Huang Si was eating a smoothie while thinking about how to deal with the assimilated soul. There is no way to dissolve the assimilation in the creation book, just the knowledge of assimilation.

　　 There is another problem, that is, after assimilation of the soul, if the soul becomes solidified after Huang Si's mental power is strengthened, will this kind of soul dissipate after the biological body dies, or will it continue to remain in the world?

　　 Mo looked at Huang Si from the side, and saw Huang Si frowning and contemplating. He didn't even notice it until he finished the smoothie, still biting the small wooden spoon in his mouth.

　　 Moxia couldn't help asking: "Is there any trouble with God Father? It's better to tell the child and let the child help to solve the problems."

Huang Si glanced at Moxia. Moxia has a different development direction from other artificial intelligences. It uses the most advanced biological computer composed of prosthetic bodies. It can be said that besides the operation of programs, the difference between him and humans is true. It's not very big.

　　 However, Moxia's age is 1,300 years younger than other artificial intelligences, because he has been staying in the dark space over the years, and the flow of time is different.

　　 Although the things that worries him can't be answered at all, Huang Si still said, "I'm thinking about the soul. By the way, does your artificial intelligence also have a soul?"

　　 After thinking about it seriously, he replied: "Others don't know, but I have a soul."

　　 Huang Si asked curiously: "How do you know that you have a soul?"

Moxia said in a serious and authentic way: "I read all the books and movies and TV series that God the Father stayed here when God the Father was away. According to the definition in it, I am a person with self-thinking ability, feelings and beliefs. So I have a soul."

　　 "..." Huang Si said blankly: "That is the liberal arts definition of ‘soul’. I’m now asking, do you have a soul in a scientific sense?"

　　 The ink was stunned, "Father God... I don't understand this."

　　 Huang Si scratched his head. He also felt that there was a problem with his statement. Should science be used to analyze the existence of the soul? I'm afraid it's not going to be broken by the predecessors of science.

　　 He beckoned to Mo Xia, "Well, come here, let me see if you have a soul."

　　 Mo came over obediently and squatted down in front of Huang Si.

　　 Huang Si sat on the sofa, put his hand on the head under Mo, his consciousness completely penetrated into every tiny structure in Moxia.

　　 can't feel the soul.

　　 Huang Sixin thought, in the previous experiment, he could only see the soul by killing the creature, but, logically speaking, the soul can also live out of the body?

　　Aren’t all the folklore stories on earth telling stories about the separation of living souls? It doesn't necessarily mean that you will die if you leave the body. It should be fine if you go back quickly.

　　How to separate the soul from the body, Huang Si does not know, but Moxia is an artificial intelligence life, he has the ability to leave the prosthetic body!

　　 So Huang Si said, "Moxia, leave this concrete body and go back to the computer next to it via the Internet."

　　 Ink nodded and said: "Father, my data volume is very large and it will take a certain amount of time. Can you wait for me for ten minutes?"

　　 Huang Si agreed, so Moxia closed his eyes and started the data transfer.

　　 Ten minutes is mainly due to insufficient computer performance in the biological prosthetic body and Huang Si's room. Otherwise, if it is in a green base, the artificial intelligence can be dragged from the mechanical prosthetic body into the cyberspace controlled by it, and it will only take a moment.

　　 Huang Si's mental field continued to envelope the entire room.

　　 Then, he saw the soul under Moxia.

　　 It is a wave that is very similar to a biological soul, intangible, but qualitative, and its existence can be perceived with mental power.

　　 With the transfer of data, the soul under the ink is slowly drawn into an extremely long shape, moving towards the computer.

　　 Huang Si switched to a microscopic perspective.

　　 The soul particles under the ink were exposed in front of him.

　　 Unlike the cross-shaped soul particles of living organisms, there are countless small transparent lines floating in the soul under the ink. The thickness of the line is about the same as a branch of the cross of the biological soul, and the length is much longer than the cross.

　　 The transparent lines show a regular arrangement in the soul under the ink, and they are flowing slowly.

　　 Huang Si knows that if he touches a golden sphere at this time, it is very likely that Moxia will also be dyed, but he does not intend to do so, because Moxia has an independent personality, and Huang Si does not want Moxia to lose his freedom.

After reading 　　, Huang Si asked Moxia to move back.

　　 He patted his shoulder under the ink, and said gently: "Your self-cognition is not wrong, you do have a soul, you are already a real human as you think."

　　 Huang Si was also very surprised by this.

　　 Artificial intelligence can also produce souls?

　　 However, this artificial intelligence was indeed created through his hands, not a naturally born creature.

　　 If artificial intelligence also has a soul, where does its soul come from?

　　 Huang Si couldn't find the answer to this question.

　　……

　　 Huang Si took care of some things at home, and he was busy until the evening, and fell asleep on the bed.

　　 The next day, he rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. What did he do today?

　　 Since Xiao Ke and twelve artificial intelligence help, Huang Si's life has no schedule. He can do things according to his own interests. Anyway, the specific and detailed work is done by others.

　　 Sitting on the bed and thinking for a while, Huang Sicai remembered that he seemed to have put a person on the ring platform.

　　 Xiaohua is still blowing on the circle platform.

　　 The time flow rate between the two places is 323 times as much. Counting the time, I am afraid that half a year has passed.

　　 "Ah, it's the soul anyway, it doesn't matter, and it won't blow to death." Huang Si put on his clothes, Shi Shiran went to the living room, and had breakfast first.

　　 Today’s breakfast was also delicious, thanks to the great chef Mr. Moxia.

　　 In the past, Huang Si was often still at home, and his consciousness had gone out, so there was only one person in the house.

　　 Fortunately, Mo Xia's personality is relatively scary. He is very comfortable when he is alone. And when he got along with Huang Si, the natural admiration made him feel happy.

　　 Now Moxia is more and more like a human being on the earth. Apart from doing housework, he would read books and movies when he had nothing to do, and occasionally watch the video recordings of the green world that Huang Si threw to him.

　　 I don’t know if it’s because of the pile of social science books on the bookshelf at home, plus the various film and television dramas and book materials on the hard disk, Huang Si always feels that the humanistic atmosphere under Moxia is getting stronger and stronger.

　　 When Huang Si came to the circle platform, Xiao Hua had been waiting here for almost 200 days.

　　 A soul without a body has no memory, nor will it suffer from endocrine troubles. Xiao Hua just stays on the ring platform and does not move according to the order. The wind was very high in the sky, but Xiao Hua's soul was very solid now and would not be blown away by the wind.

　　 "It's still a good soul." Huang Si sighed. If a person with a physical body is thrown on the ring platform for 200 days, he will go crazy if he doesn't die of thirst, starvation, and sun death.

　　 Huang Si checked Xiao Hua's condition. There was no change in the strength of her soul, and her mental state had not changed. It was the golden color that made Huang Si a headache.

　　 The main problem is that if this Xiaohua goes back to Human Race, she has a husband and children, and Huang Si is not interested in listening to other people's corners at all. Although it is possible to unilaterally cut off the transmission of information, it is difficult to predict what will happen if a soul is absolutely obedient to its orders, and the intensity is much higher than that of normal human beings. ~www.wuxiamtl.com~The soul loses its freedom. Will have an impact on the way of thinking.

　　 Huang Siling Xiaohua continued to wait on the circle platform, and then went to the land boundary.

　　 Before, in the green world, if Huang Si was prepared to do things on his own, he would not be too lazy to use the prosthetic body, and he would directly realize the arrival of the network with his mental power.

　　 And if you are looking for artificial intelligence, especially if you are looking for people within the boundaries, Huang Si will usually go to the warehouse to turn out the prosthesis for use.

　　 This is mainly to use entities to appear, to avoid talking out of thin air to scare the AI ​​cuddles.

　　 Huang Si came out of the warehouse, went to the Department of Biology in a familiar way, and kicked open the door of the central laboratory.

　　 This door has an access control, and most people really can't open it with a kick, so only a person with the highest authority like Huang Si can move the door.

　　 The door opened, and the central laboratory, which was noisy just now, was silent for a moment.

　　 It is not right to say that there is no sound at all. In fact, the supercomputer equipped in the central laboratory is playing an idol drama, and the heroine is crying in the idol drama.

　　 "Are you not in love with me anymore! Why do you want to be with that woman!"

　　 "Listen to me, my dear!"

　　 "I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen!"

　　Awkward, very awkward.

　　黀黍水, 絲音, and Kong Yu turned around stiffly, showing false smiles.

　　 poked at the final note, and the foot kicked backwards, kicking off the power.

　　 The voice finally quieted down.

　　 Huang Si is speechless. The female artificial intelligence uses supercomputers for scientific research to watch movies, just watch boring TV shows. Can you not look like they are caught every time he comes.

　　 He didn't really become a capitalist and let them 996, as for?