Chapter 745: Core Memory
The hologram screen in front of him was automatically opened at the memory storage – the page Luan wanted him to see.
The memory storage of the main system should have contained a lot of data such as the simulation plots, the patients’ information, their willmeter, status of recovery, the small systems that accompanied them and so on. However, Luan’s core memory only had one folder that was named ’Feng’. It was obvious that this folder was related to him.
Dr. Feng swallowed hard. He had no idea why he became nervous when he saw this. It must be because of Luan’s mysterious words! What would he understand once he went through this? What kind of secret lay inside this folder? Curiosity, thrill and apprehension strung his nerves taut, causing his palms to be soaked in sweat. Somehow, he felt like he was opening Pandora’s Box. He had no idea whether the thing inside was good or evil, but one thing for certain, it would change his life for sure.
Taking a deep breath, Dr. Feng finally steeled himself and clicked open the single folder. In an instant, his field of vision was dominated by ten if not hundreds of subfolders. Dr. Feng had no difficulty in maneuvering them, simply because they had been arranged in a chronological order. Starting from more than a decade ago, with each year divided into twelve... everything was faithfully transcripted to the point where Dr. Feng’s eyes were almost bedazzled.
Dr. Feng’s gaze drifted to the very first folder on top of the screen and his heart skipped a beat. He knew this date very well. It was around the time when he managed to operate the system for the first time. Or in other words, it was the time when the system first ’came to life’.
Somehow, he had a premonition as to what he would find inside...
Dr. Feng clicked on the folder and saw that there were thirty videos in total, one for each day in the month. He opened the first video and in the next second, his own face was staring back at him.
He let out a surprised gasp. It was him... Dr. Feng from more than a decade ago.
He looked way younger, exuberant and much less stressful. His hair was short and barely grew past his ears. At that moment, he did not have a personal research institute yet. Due to the lack of funds, he could only rent a small laboratory and lived there almost 24/7. It was cramped with many mechanical parts strewn all over the floor and table. A surge of nostalgia overcame him. It was not until he saw this video that he realized how he had almost forgotten what this small laboratory looked like.
The camera was low in quality, with tiny grains filling the screen akin to old television channels. But the voice that came out of the speaker was crisp and pleasant, tinged with unconcealed thrill and excitement. "Is it on? Oh, it really is! Look at you... you’re so beautiful! So spectacular and fantastic! I knew from the start that you’re going to come alive...!" At the end, his voice cracked from the overwhelming emotions, yet his eyes were startlingly bright.
Dr. Feng fell into a daze as memories poured into his brain like a tidal wave. He remembered... he remembered this day. After more than two years of working on the system, it could finally perform computational thinking of its own. Even though its body was made of scrap metal which would overheat every ten or so minutes, it could already be considered a successful artificial intelligence. Dr. Feng was so happy that he wept in the laboratory, cracked open a few cans of beer and ended up getting drunk on his own.
So at that time, when he looked at the system, Luan was also staring back at him...?