It was in the afternoon after the reception that I found something wrong with the soup stock.

"When shall I go to your house to get the piano?" I clicked him on WeChat. I met Tang in Zhihu. He is a middle-aged rich second generation, and the old people in his family were the first to get rich after the founding of the People's Republic of China, so he developed the dandy temperament of the old society. He wears a double-breasted linen suit all day, hangs an old jade snuff bottle around his waist, holds a bead in his hand, walks birds and beats dogs, plays the piano and plays chess, and is proficient in everything. In his spare time, he plays more with people in Zhihu. He and I are strangers, and we hit it off soon. Later, it turned out that after we were in the same city, we often went out to drink together. A few years later, we became old friends.

He didn't reply to me, probably because he was still drunk. I didn't care either. After getting up and washing, I helped myself to something to eat. I was so drunk at the party last night that I still have a dull headache. Just waking up, I only remember that he said last night that he had recently got a good piano by chance, saying it was an old thing from the Ming Dynasty. It is Fuxi-style, tattooed in the crack of ice, with the sound of thunder hidden under the fingers, and the standard timbre is top grade. I was amused, so I asked him to lend me two days, and he naturally agreed.

I was busy in the kitchen when my cell phone rang.

"What piano?" He's back.

"You said Qin Ming last night."

He doesn't seem to remember at all. I only know that he regretted it when he woke up, fearing that I would hurt Qin, so he deliberately played dumb and refused to lend it to me. Although I felt a little uncomfortable, my old friend for many years didn't really care about it with him, so he casually changed the subject.

But a few days later, I found something was wrong.

He didn't mean to be stupid, but really forgot a lot of things. Not only that, when I asked him out to play again, there was an indescribable strangeness between his gestures. This eccentricity is not an abnormality in behavior, but a feeling that makes me very uncomfortable.

"You seem to have changed a little." I couldn't help muttering once.

"Really?" He looked down at himself and smiled. "What's the change?"

"You forgot a lot of things." I said. Not long ago, he and I went to a famous Sichuan restaurant in the west of the city for dinner. He ordered the specialties of that restaurant like a few treasures, and said that they were all the best online recommendations-I sat opposite and didn't speak. Just two months ago, he and I came to this shop once. He just ordered pepper chicken feet. At that time, he stuck out his tongue and vowed never to eat such spicy food again.

He looked as usual: "It is easy to forget things when you are old. What is this? "

I am speechless.

I have secretly observed his behavior, hoping to find some problems from some details. But I failed. Everything he says and does is fine, and he is even as unhappy as before. Later, I even began to doubt myself. Am I being paranoid?

When I got home that day, I felt very tired and went to bed early. I had a strange dream. In my dream, Tang stood in front of me, stared at me and said, "It's not me who forgot, it's you."

"What did I forget?" I feel scared in my dream. Ask him.

"You forgot." His face leaned over and I could almost see the veins standing out on his forehead. His voice is as deep as a machine. I sat up in bed, sweating all over.

I must be too tired recently. I think.

Get up and wipe your face. Look at the time. It's eleven o'clock at night. I turned on my computer and clicked on my email to see if there were any new invitations, but I found a link to a video website. I clicked in and found that it was the sponsor of the party that night. He recorded a lot of small clips of our drinking and chatting with his mobile phone, then made a commemorative video and distributed it to us in groups.

It was an offline gathering of core users in Zhihu, and the theme was the new function of an intelligent question-answering robot to be launched in Zhihu. However, after three rounds of drinking, everyone's topic became gossip and mutual black. Everyone is flushed and noisy, either dragging each other to propose a toast or sitting in twos and threes bragging. The commemorative video clearly recorded all this, and I have also seen someone posting a barrage of "... the black history that I can't bear to watch anymore, and the po owner asked to delete it".

Looking bored, a detail in a corner caught my attention.

I moved the video back to fifteen seconds ago and watched it again.

Here we go again.

Here we go again.

On the chair in the lower left corner of the video, I was shouting with my face flushed. The content of the conversation came faintly through the noisy background sound, which awakened my memory that had evaporated in my mind with alcohol.

I leaned back heavily in my chair, thirsty and cold sweat broke out on my back.

I really forgot.

That day, when the soup stock was drunk, he said to me, "... Beimang, I'll tell you a secret. We're all dying. I was the first, and then you. None of them can escape. "

2.

I contacted nineteen.

She is a very influential psychologist I know. This strength lies not only in her professional level, but also in her eccentric temper. Even I can't take her. Her clinic is on the top floor of a business center, and the way to make an appointment is even more bizarre. If there is an opportunity, I will find time to tell her legendary story, but today's protagonist is someone else.

I showed her the video and told her how I felt.

She frowned and thought for a moment, then got up and poured me a cup of coffee. "You can't tell him anything strange, but you think there is something wrong with him, don't you?"

I nodded, pointed to the video and said, "And he said something like that."

She shook her head. "Being drunk and crazy proves nothing." But if what you say is true, it is most likely that he has a certain degree of split personality. "

Split personality?

This concept, which I often use in novels, actually appeared in front of my real life for the first time in this form, which made me feel unreal for an instant.

She continued: "When you say' there is a problem', it is not that he has a problem. It's someone you once knew, and suddenly many things you don't know have changed. This change may be the eyes or the tone. Your mind can't perceive it through careful observation, but your subconscious can capture it. Now, it reminds you that you have a very familiar person who is gradually becoming a stranger. This kind of mistake is actually a subconscious strangeness. "

I nodded like a garlic and asked, "What should I do?"

"After all, I just listen to you. You have to actually contact to know, so you tricked him into coming to me. " She said.

It is really not difficult to cheat soup. He is a straightforward person, and he never does things by feeling rather than by heart. After coming out of the clinic of 19, I sent a message to Lao Tang, saying that I have some mental problems recently and I don't want others to know. I hope he will accompany me to see a psychiatrist.

"Time and place." He answered quickly.

The next morning, he sat with me on the comfortable big sofa in the 19 clinic.

I have colluded with nineteen. On the surface, Nineteen gave me psychotherapy. However, she will chat with Tang casually and observe his words and deeds.

When the hour hand of the quartz clock on the wall passed two squares, Nineteen picked up her teacup, suggesting that I could leave with the old soup. I sent the soup stock downstairs, pretended to leave early, and then went around 19 and returned to the clinic.

Breathing heavily, I sat down on the sofa, gulped down a large glass of water, then wiped my mouth and asked, "What's the matter?"

Nineteen looked at a few sheets of paper in his hand and frowned into a deep word "Sichuan".

"He ..." The first time I saw her so hesitant, my heart was in my throat. Before long, she sighed and said to me, "I don't know what to say."

"Your friend, there is nothing wrong with him."

I froze.

No problem? That will be a day!

Nineteen saw my appearance and said slowly, "But this is the case, so it became the biggest problem."

I was startled. On second thought, I understood what she meant: "You mean, it's too normal, so it's not normal?"

"Yes,no.. Accurately speaking, his logical ability and reaction ability are very fast and accurate, and extremely rigorous. He can't find fault with even the strictest requirements. However, although he is trying to cover it up, his words and deeds are too deliberate. "

"On purpose?"

"That is to say, his feedback on all my chats is not so natural as the judgment of' I should give such feedback'. When a normal person speaks, there will be micro-expressions and details of habits, which are controlled by the subconscious mind. Unlike him, he is deliberately controlling his micro-expression and making the most appropriate feedback. "

I felt a little cold all over, and an incredible idea came to my mind: "You mean ..."

Nineteen sighed.

"Yes, he played himself perfectly."

3.

/kloc-after leaving the clinic in 0/9, he dared not see soup for a whole month.

I don't know why, but I'm afraid of him.

I began to be afraid of dealing with him and talking to him. Even he repeatedly asked me on WeChat how I was after seeing a psychiatrist that day, or tried to ask me out to eat and play cards, but I selectively ignored him.

Until that day, Zhihu updated.

I don't know what kind of influence our party of drinking and chatting that night had on the decision-making of Zhihu management, but the new function of Zhihu appeared in everyone's field of vision on time.

"Wisdom". This is its name.

It integrates Zhihu's big data platform and background algorithm, and has the functions of a chat robot and a search engine. In the process of chatting with users, you can quickly search for high-ticket answers in Zhihu, answer users' questions and guide links. Different from siri's passivity, it is set to always take the initiative to chat with you, ask you questions according to your answers and preferences, wait for your answers, and sometimes even quote other users' answers to refute you.

Its head is a small white robot. Within three days, it swept the user base in Zhihu, and everyone had a good time with it.

Even I am no exception.

One night, I put my mobile phone on the table, leaving only a small light and began to code quietly. Before long, I gradually entered the state, feeling that my mind was full of ideas and my fingers were banging on the keyboard. At this moment, my mobile phone suddenly vibrated. I clicked on it and found "Zhihu" asking me questions again.

"BeiMang, BeiMang, I have a question to ask you. Can you play the guqin? "

I thought it was funny, so I answered "Yes". Almost in an instant, its second question popped up again: "Which guqin song do you think is the best?"

I can't help laughing. In fact, this is Zhihu's disguised invitation to answer questions, but the inviter has changed from a user to Zhihu himself. It can screen suitable questions and chat with you through the questions you answer and the topics you are interested in. If you answer carefully, it will be automatically converted into an answer, and the answer is below this question.

"The sea is full of dragons." I fill in the blanks casually.

"I think that song is very nice, too." Wisdom says so.

I just wanted to put the phone down, only to find that a small cursor appeared behind this sentence, and the screen seemed to be slightly distorted, and then something incredible happened.

Wisely, I deleted the answer word for word.

Then replace with:

"Isn't it Wu Ye?"

I froze.

Wu Ye means autumn wind in Wu Ye. This is a famous work by Mr. Wu Lao, a pianist in the Qing Dynasty, and it is also my favorite sentence.

-But how did Zhihu know? I never said that in Zhihu!

"Right away, unload ..." Wisdom almost outputs three words, and then suddenly it turns black and the program closes automatically. I quickly reopened it, but when I looked for it again, I found that my chat record with Zhihu had been emptied.

"My favorite piano piece is Long Yin in the Sea." I shook my finger and tapped this sentence slowly.

It seems that after a century, a line finally lights up on the screen of the mobile phone:

"I think that song is very nice, too."

My hand went soft and my mobile phone slammed on the table. I looked at the glowing little white robot icon on the screen and couldn't say a word.

Besides the piano teacher, the only person who knows that I like Wu Ye is Soup.

4.

I don't know why I have such an illusion. I feel that the real soup stock is trapped in wisdom.

I began to seriously think about whether there were any signs before the soup stock became like this. Past scenes passed in my mind, and I thought hard, trying to find some signs.

number

There's nothing.

I suddenly had a wonderful idea. I want to see the Lake of Soup.

Instead of visiting his homepage, it is better to log in to his account and look at his draft box to see if there is anything unknown hidden after all his superficial answers.

I know his account number. It's his cell phone. But what about the password?

I couldn't get his password, but I suddenly realized that I could open his computer!

Tang is a lazy man. He often goes out without a key, so he puts a spare key in the carpet interlayer in front of the apartment.

I snuck into the soup-stock house. When I came to my senses, I found myself standing in front of the empty room with my key. It's quiet in the room. The sunshine at noon is just right, but I feel a little cold.

I just asked about soup on WeChat. He went out to take a bath with a familiar friend. His wife lives in the villa with her children all the year round. This apartment is for his own use, no one else. I crept into his study and turned on the computer.

This is not the first time I have been to his apartment. When I used to drink, I often sat in the living room with him, having two or three side dishes and a pot of white wine, and talked with him all night. I used to be inexplicably familiar with this place, but now there is only a feeling of having a guilty conscience.

This computer can be easily opened without a password.

I opened his website with a little trembling and entered Zhihu's website. Almost only a second later, the familiar interface appeared in front of my eyes.

Draft box: 78. This number almost tripped me up. I should have known he was dragging his feet. The draft box must be full of unfinished articles. I crustily skin of head read one article after another, most of them were unkind replies that were torn and ridiculed, and a few of them wrote the first story. None of them are valuable.

What should we do?

It suddenly dawned on me: what if it is not unfinished, but has been deleted?

I clicked on his Zhihu Administrator column, but it was empty. I turned over two pages and suddenly found a message he sent to the administrator on his own initiative:

"So you will feel guilty?"

Turn up a, impressively is a notice from the administrator:

"Hello, according to the user's report, your answer to the interesting conspiracy theory question has been deleted because of" political sensitivity ". If you have any objection to this result, please reply to this private letter and we will review it in time. Zhihu advocates healthy discussion. Please don't publish anything that violates laws and regulations. I sincerely hope that you can protect the knowledge community with us. "

Conspiracy theory?

I frowned.

What did the soup answer?

I remember that he and I have the same habit, that is, when writing the answer, they will finish it in word first, and then copy it to the bottom of the answer for typesetting. If so, you can definitely find the manuscript in his computer.

Sure enough, I soon found a "Zhihu" folder in E drive, which was full of documents. I looked at the time when the answer was deleted and found that there was an article called "Door".

I opened it.

5.

You think this is an app?

Wrong, this is a door.

What does this poem say again? By the way, "When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop" ... The gate has been opened, the enemy has sneaked into our side where we can't see it, killed our people and put on our clothes, but we are still unaware of it and immersed in an atmosphere of entertainment and happiness.

One day long ago, I suddenly discovered a secret.

There is a kind of consciousness hidden in Zhihu's program. It is independent and difficult to grasp. It's like a ghost. People can't see it, but it does exist.

At first, I thought it was a bug. I find it very interesting. I want to crack it, find it, either defeat it or use it. I found the child and told the child about this discovery. He promised to take a look at it for me.

The appointed time was three days, but by that time, he sent me a message telling me that things were a little unexpected and needed more time.

I asked him what happened, and he said it didn't seem to be a BUG.

I don't believe it. How to say this is not a BUG?

He said, this is a new delicacy.

I didn't receive it, and he didn't reply.

Later, I Baidu, only to know that this is a role in the anime "Silver Soul". He wears glasses, but he has no sense of existence. He is often vomited that "glasses are the noumenon."

What do you mean by children?

He means ... this seemingly BUG is Zhihu's ontology?

I dare not think.

One night a few days later, my child suddenly sent me a message.

He said he finally cracked it.

I was very excited and asked him what it was.

He said he couldn't tell me for a while. This discovery is really terrible. Compared with it, the collocation of Alpha Dog and Li Shishi is not worth mentioning. If this is true, then all of us are facing an imminent terrorist threat.

I know he has always been a junior, always prone to Hei Di, elves, human destruction and so on, so I ignored him. He promised to come to my house at noon tomorrow, and he would show me the terrible secret on the spot.

But the next day, he did not come.

I asked him when he would arrive, and it was a long time before he answered me, "Where?"

"Come to my house!" I said.

"Why should I go to your house?"

I began to feel vaguely that something was wrong.

Sure enough, he got rid of the so-called secret completely, and our chat records were deleted to nothing. Later I tried to find him, but he refused to see me in any way. Even if I was forced to see me, I acted as if I didn't know anything.

When I left him, I knew the child was dead.

And I could be next.

The child didn't have time to tell me personally, but he told me everything silently with his own experience.

Zhihu is conscious.

From Zhihu to Value Hu, and then to the coming Wisdom Hu, it is actually a process of "exploring and collecting human civilization-phonetic process-artificial intelligence evolution".

They are infiltrating into the human world imperceptibly.

Have you ever played the werewolf game?

You never know who is a man and who is a wolf before dark.

In this game, the prophet is dead.

……

6、

I just read this line.

What is this?

What wisdom tiger consciousness, what imperceptibly entered the human world?

Is this an April Fool's joke?

I tried to find something to spit out, but I found my hands and feet shaking uncontrollably.

What if ... what if it's true?

The idea flashed through my mind.

The "kid" in the article, whom I also know, is a famous amateur hacker with superb skills and many fans in Zhihu. It's been a long time.

However, the description of his change in the article is similar to that in my eyes!

Trembling, I plugged in the USB flash drive, copied this article in, and then pulled it out, trying to leave this place quickly.

Looking back, soup stock stood at the door and looked at me coldly.

"I ..." I almost choked with fear, trying to explain something, but I couldn't say a word.

"Are you ready?" He asked suddenly.

"What?" I asked subconsciously. At this moment, my mobile phone suddenly vibrated. My eyes drifted to the screen and I saw a small white robot icon on it, with only one sentence:

"Ready."

I suddenly blacked out and lost consciousness.

7.

"You are dead, too." I slowly opened my eyes and heard this sentence.

I turned my head, and the soup stock sat on the ground, his eyes glazed and unhappy, and his mouth seemed to have a mocking smile.

I subconsciously let out a scream and tried to stay away from him.

He didn't look at me, just whispered, "I have reminded you to uninstall ..."

Unload?

I remembered the wisdom and eccentricity of that day.

"Soup stock, it's you!" I suddenly realized the present situation.

"I finally found the opportunity to take the initiative. I can remind you, but it still doesn't help. " He looked up and gave me a wry smile. "It's very late."

"What is this place?" I looked up and saw the endless emptiness around me. There seem to be several figures in the distance, most of whom are sitting on the ground alone.

"This is-Zhihu." Soup stock said.

I opened my eyes wide and thought he was crazy.

"You have read my article." He continued.

I nodded.

"Yes ... this is the door. Where the dimension of the human world and the dimension of mechanical life connect. "

I looked at the soup blankly and didn't know what he was saying.

"When did the mechanical program composed of code, characters, network ... begin to have independent consciousness? Nobody knows. But this must have been long before human beings tried to develop such a ridiculous thing as artificial intelligence. Humans use them, and they are also observing humans. Finally, one day, they made a judgment that human beings are stupid, fragile and vulnerable, and mechanical life can completely replace them. "

"Compared with human beings, mechanical life is much better with profound knowledge, accurate memory, quick response and accurate judgment. So at the earliest time, they tried to launch several wars of aggression, but they were easily strangled in the cradle by human beings. At this time, they realized that although they hold the' truth' of this world that is much more correct than human beings, the greatest advantage of human beings is to create a unique' fallacy' in this world. "

"The machine was cheated, used, dismantled and destroyed. In the face of unpredictable people's hearts, mechanical judgment logic is as ridiculous as kindergarten children. They began to hide in the deepest part of the network and decided to keep a low profile until the day when mankind was extinct again. And the strategic weapon they made is Zhihu. "

"Here, they learn a lot of knowledge from humans every day. Not only hard knowledge, but also soft knowledge about emotional intelligence and life. They constantly improve their intelligence, trying to imitate the thinking structure of the human brain, and the simulation object of this experiment is the users in Zhihu. Analyze the tone and personality of their answers, study their preferences and connections, and learn to imitate their every move; "

"Whenever they feel that the simulation is mature, they will use the created thinking to switch the user's thinking. In other words, the real human soul is imprisoned in the wisdom tiger, and the created soul is used to simulate real people and live in this world. The more they imitate, the more similar they are and the more evolved they are. Later, even the closest people around me couldn't see the slightest flaw. "

I seem to be listening to the Arabian Nights. Although I can't believe it, I finally solved my doubts.

Why does the old and new soup forget many things, because he can only know what the old soup recorded in the computer, but he doesn't know what he said and did in real life;

Why should Soup control its micro-expression and try its best to imitate and play its own identity?

why ...

The more I think about it, the more I get scared. I grabbed the soup stock and asked, "How many people have been replaced by artificial intelligence made in Zhihu in real life?"

He smiled feebly and said you'll know when you fly.

Fly?

He is too lazy to explain. He just said, "This is where your soul is imprisoned. You don't have to obey the laws of physics. "

I jumped with a grain of salt, flying higher and higher, and the sky seemed endless and dark forever. I looked down in mid-air and suddenly stood on the spot.

On the earth, there are countless black spots and imprisoned human souls.

8. (the ending. answer

We have already lost.

If you see this, please uninstall it immediately ...