755 “AV Shooting Guide” 719: Supercomputing Center

After dividing the spoils, Qiao Qiao felt troubled when he looked at the big man’s body on the ground.

“Just leave him here?”

“Just throw it away.” Ah Qing said nonchalantly, “Anyway, someone will come to clean it up. In such a narrow space, the accumulation of corpses will affect the progress of the game, and those birdmen will not leave it alone.”

Qiao Qiao: “I think he still needs to be buried.”

“How are we going to bury him? There’s not even soil here, so we can’t waste our precious gasoline, right? Besides, there’s only such a small bottle of gasoline, so pouring it all in won’t be enough.”

“No need for gas, I just want him to go decently.”

Qiao Qiao squatted down, arranged the big man’s limbs neatly, folded his hands on his abdomen, straightened his legs, and looked like he was asleep, ignoring the bloody chest.

“Do me a favor.” Qiao Qiao raised the big man’s head and said, “Move him over there.”

Ah Qing muttered a few words and came over obediently. Qiao Qiao moved his head, while Zhang Jie and Ah Qing each carried one of the big man’s legs and moved him to a corner.

A clear trail of blood was left on the ground.

“Is it okay?” Ah Qing asked.

Qiao Qiao: “Give me a torch and gasoline.”

“No, you really want to cremate him?” Ah Qing covered the gasoline bottle, “If this little bit is not enough to burn him, the clothes may not be completely burned.”

Qiao Qiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “I’m not burning him, give it to me quickly.”

After getting the gasoline, she poured some on the torch, and the flames reignited.

Qiao Qiao stuck the torch in front of the big man.

“Conditions are limited and I can’t let you rest in peace.” She folded her hands and said, “I hope you can live a long life in the next life.”

Zhang Jie didn’t know what she was thinking of, and her expression was moved. She also walked over and silently prayed for the big man who died unexpectedly.

Ah Qing sighed and joined the prayer team.

“My hometown sings laments for the dead.”

After praying, Zhang Jie thought of something: “It’s a pity that I haven’t learned it yet…”

Qiao Qiao: “It’s okay. You can sing something special, as long as you get the idea.”

Zhang Jie: “What are you singing?”

Qiao Qiao: “Is there any song that can send someone off?”

Ah Qing thought for a while: “Beside the ancient road outside Changting?”

Zhang Jie: “Isn’t it appropriate? Isn’t this sung for friends? Besides, we are bidding farewell to this big brother forever, not farewell…”

Qiao Qiao: “What the hell, it’s just a farewell anyway. There’s not much difference between sending him to a distant place and sending him to the west.”

Zhang Jie: “…”

Fortunately, all three of them are Chinese, and their cultural influence is still there. Ah Qing stood up and sang the rest of the melody naturally from her mouth. Qiao Qiao was also very surprised. She had never seriously learned this song, and she had never even listened to it completely once, but she sang it without any sluggishness at all.

“Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky.

The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends.

A pot of turbid wine will extinguish all the joy, don’t sleep in the cold tonight…”

The three of them sang in a low voice, and the harmony was very light and agile, just like a milky-white dove flapping its wings from the song, transcending the barriers of time and space, and flying to the endless distance from the dark dungeon-like maze.

The song echoed in the maze.

This was just a small episode in the game. In fact, none of the three people in the maze took it to heart. Because of this, Qiao Qiao still didn’t know what kind of waves her casual suggestion would cause outside the field.

Moon day.

The small, simple funeral was being played on the big screen, and the harmonies of the three people were flowing continuously from the million-dollar speakers. The superiority of these expensive equipment is reflected here. You can even capture the slight crackling sound of the fire burning on the other side of the screen from the singing.

Like being there.

Almost all the guests in the audience were looking at the big screen. Some even raised their wine glasses to their lips and forgot to drink.

Not only the guests, but also the ‘pets’ who were brought into the venue unconsciously stopped licking the owner’s penis and used the corner of their eyes to look at what was happening on the big screen.

It wasn’t until the song ended that everyone came back to their senses as if they were waking up from a dream.

“This is the first time I’ve seen a funeral for an enemy.”

“What’s the name of this song?”

“I’m going to bet five points on this team.”

“Haha, this year’s insect fighting competition finally did not disappoint me.”

…

Someone even took out his mobile phone and recorded the scene on the screen.

Although Paradise Island is hidden in the shadow of the mainstream world, it is not completely isolated from the world. Every year, some clips of the island are leaked. As long as other guests are not photographed, no one cares about it.

That person recorded the entire funeral and singing clips, and then forwarded it to his friends, who then forwarded it. After many layers of transfers, it finally appeared on a well-known foreign forum.

However, the video has been edited many times, and only the singing part was retained. The faces of Qiao Qiao and the three people only appeared in the video for a short two seconds.

This video didn’t make too many waves on the Internet. Although the singing is nice and the picture is interesting, modern people are bombarded with countless information and news every day. Without knowing the background of the video, most people watch it once, sigh at the singing, and then turn around to chase bigger hot spots.

However, this short video was captured by something else.

An information technology research center in China.

“Facial recognition is successful, similarity is 95%.”

“Insufficient physical characteristic information to complete the match.”

“Start vocal analysis.”

“Human voice recognition was successful, with a similarity of 93%.”

“The comprehensive matching degree is 85%, the number is 47759, and the information database No. 3 has been entered.”

“…”

“Huh?”

Several staff members who were busy debugging the lines looked at each other: “85%? This is the highest matching degree since it started, right?”

“It still reaches 85% despite the lack of physical data.”

“Maybe this is the guy they’re looking for?”

“The devil knows.” One person shook his head, “I don’t know what the geniuses at the Chinese Academy of Sciences are thinking when they come to find someone with a supercomputer.”

“Don’t say that. Maybe he was a spy or something. He stole important research materials and hid them abroad. Have you heard of the Prism Gate?”

“It makes sense. No wonder precious computing power is used in such a place. But 85% should be considered a match, right? Why do we need to enter it into the information database?”

“I don’t understand either. I only heard that if the matching degree is less than 50%, it will be automatically ignored, and if it is above 50%, it will be numbered and filed.” Another person shrugged, “Maybe they can’t keep an eye on the progress, so they file it first and then check it after they have accumulated 180?”

Both of them were just ordinary employees responsible for line maintenance and didn’t know much about the internal logic of these behemoths. After guessing for a long time, neither of them could figure out the reason, so they put the matter behind them and discussed what to have for lunch.

On the other side, Zhou Yuanchuan had just finished his day’s work, walked out of the laboratory, and changed out of his work clothes.

The assistant quickly handed him nutritional water. Zhou Yuanchuan reluctantly took two sips, then shook his head and stopped drinking. The assistant looked troubled and gently reminded him that his vitamin intake had been lower than the normal level for a week. If it continued, he could only report it to the medical team for a comprehensive examination.

Zhou Yuanchuan glanced at him, picked up the nutritional water and drank the remaining half of the bottle in one gulp.

The assistant swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hurriedly fled the scene on the pretext of arranging lunch for Zhou Yuanchuan.

Even though he had been working with Professor Zhou for almost ten years, he still saw something scary in that faint glance, not like the usual gentle Professor Zhou, but like another stranger with the same appearance as Professor Zhou.

He had never seen it before and he was terrified.

After the assistant left, Zhou Yuanchuan couldn’t help rubbing his eyebrows.

He knew that the look he had just made was “passed”. He should not have let his emotions be exposed to the extent that ordinary people could detect them. The assistant was just following the rules and was an “NPC” who would only act according to the established rules. Why was he angry with an NPC?

Maybe there are too many things to worry about recently.

Zhou Yuanchuan himself was shocked by this conclusion. Worries are just complex neural signals generated by the cerebral cortex when stimulated by survival crises. They will neither have any impact on the material world nor influence the laws of development of things.

It serves no practical purpose except to consume energy and torture the fragile human psyche.

But apart from this explanation, he could not find any other reason for the time being.

After calming down, Zhou Yuanchuan opened the computer in front of him and logged into the supercomputing center’s operating system.

This is the eighth day of operation of this system. In fact, in terms of computing speed, even if all the pictures and videos produced since the birth of the Internet were checked, it would not take that long. However, Zhou Yuanchuan put it into monitoring mode and filtered every new information uploaded to the Internet. This caused it to work for more than a week.

But this is just the beginning. If you can’t find Qiaoqiao, it doesn’t matter even if it runs for a month, a year, or ten years.

The so-called ‘precious computing power’, in Zhou Yuanchuan’s eyes, is nothing more than a high-end tool. Moreover, to him, it is more valuable to use it on Qiao Qiao than on the high-energy particle collider.

Opening the information database No. 1, Zhou Yuanchuan began to check the videos and images that were numbered and archived today one by one. Countless information is born on the Internet every day. Even if the parts with a matching degree of less than 50% are eliminated, this is still a very huge job.

The faces on the screen were similar to hers, but different.

Xiao Qiao, where did you go?