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

Record the body, make - get a body.

Record the body, assimilate the soul, make, insert the soul - get a living creature.

Then take out the soul and put it back.

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

If you plug it slowly, the flesh will stink.

Huang Si did a lot of experiments. Unfortunately, only when he kills the creature can he perceive the soul. If he doesn\'t kill it, he can\'t see or assimilate it.

The soul assimilated by him can be taken out of the body and put back at any time.

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

However, there is no way to assimilate what has not been assimilated.

Huang Si feels very unhappy. His strength is still very weak. He can\'t even see a living soul.

And the souls of dead creatures can easily dissipate.

Assimilation can make the soul of living things disappear less quickly.

But as long as Huang Si passes an idea and lets it dissipate, it dissipates in place.

The soul is strange.

Fragile, but Huang Si can\'t make it.

After the test, the time of green world has passed for a month. Of course, in terms of the somatosensory time in Huang Si\'s reality, it hasn\'t even been a day.

Huang Si felt that there was nothing to study, so he returned home first.

Usually, when he goes to the green world, Huang Si basically habitually finds a place to lie down in reality.

Although he can be distracted by thousands, after all, the time flow rate is different. It is difficult to deal with what happened in 323 seconds in one second without concentration.

Therefore, in order to concentrate on dealing with things in the green world, Huang Si usually pauses his activities on this side of the body, so as not to be unable to make full efforts in case of occasional situations.

After returning home, Huang Si lifted his quilt and sat up from the sofa.

Mo Xia saw him wake up, he thoughtfully made a cup of chocolate smoothie and brought it over.

Huang Si likes ice drinks very much recently, and the taste of this glass of smoothie is adjusted properly. Chocolate sauce is poured on it. It is sweet but not greasy. It melts in the mouth.

"Well done." Huang Si nodded to Mo Xia.

While eating smoothie, Huang Si was thinking about how to deal with the assimilated soul. There was no way to relieve assimilation in the creation book, but there was only relevant knowledge of assimilation.

Another problem is that if the soul after assimilation is strengthened with Huang Si\'s spiritual power, the soul will become solidified. Will this soul dissipate after the death of the organism, or will it continue to stay in the world?

Mo Xia looked at Huang Si and saw that Huang Si had been frowning and meditating until the smoothie was finished. He didn\'t feel it and was still biting a small wooden spoon in his mouth.

Mo Xia couldn\'t help but ask, "father, do you have any trouble? It\'s better to tell the child and let the child help share his worries and solve his problems."

Huang Si looked at the ink. The development direction of ink is different from that of other artificial intelligence. He uses the semantics composed of the most advanced biological computer. It can be said that he is really not very different from human beings except for the operation of programs.

However, Moxia\'s age is 1300 years less than that of other artificial intelligence, because he has been staying in the dark space all these years, and the time flow rate is different.

Although his troubles could not be solved, Huang Si said, "I\'m thinking about the soul. By the way, do you have a soul in artificial intelligence?"

Mo Xia thought carefully and replied, "others don\'t know, but I have a soul."

Huang Si asked curiously, "how do you know you have a soul?"

Mo Xia said solemnly: "when the father is away, I have read all the books and film and television dramas left by the father here. According to the definition there, I am a person with self thinking ability, feelings and beliefs, so I have a soul."

"..." Huang Si said expressionless, "that\'s the liberal arts definition of \'soul\'. Now I\'m asking, do you have a soul in the scientific sense?"

The next ink confused, "Father God... The child doesn\'t understand this."

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

He waved to Mo Xia, "well, come here and let me see if you have a soul."

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

Huang Si sat on the sofa and put his hand on his head. His consciousness completely penetrated into every tiny structure in his body.

Can\'t feel the soul.

Huang Si thought that in the previous experiment, he could only see the soul by killing creatures. However, logically speaking, the soul can also live and leave the body?

Aren\'t there stories of separated souls in Folklore on earth? It doesn\'t necessarily die in vitro. It should be all right to go back quickly.

Huang Si doesn\'t know how to separate the soul from the body. However, the ink is an artificial intelligence life. He has the function of leaving the body!

So Huang Si said, "under the ink, leave this righteous body and go back to the next computer through the network."

The ink nodded and said, "father, I have a large amount of data and need a certain time. Can you wait for me for ten minutes?"

Huang Si agreed, so he closed his eyes and began the data transfer.

Ten minutes is mainly because the computer performance in the biological righteousness and Huang Si\'s room is not enough. Otherwise, if it is in the green base, it will only take a moment to drag artificial intelligence from the mechanical righteousness into the cyberspace it controls.

Huang Si\'s mental force field continued to envelop the whole room.

Then he saw the soul under the ink.

It is a wave very similar to the biological soul. It is invisible but qualitative. Its existence can be perceived with spiritual power.

With the transfer of data, the soul under the ink is slowly pulled into a very long shape and moves towards the computer.

Huang Si switched to the micro perspective.

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

Different from the cross shaped soul particles of organisms, countless transparent small lines float in the soul under the ink. The thickness of the line is about the same as that of a branch of the cross of the biological soul, and the length is much longer than that of the cross.

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

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

After reading it, Huang Si asked Mo Xia to move back.

He patted the shoulder under the ink and said gently, "there is nothing wrong with your self cognition. You do have a soul. You are already a real human as you think."

In this regard, Huang Si was also very surprised.

Artificial intelligence can also produce souls?

However, this artificial intelligence is 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 dealt with some things at home. He was busy until night. He fell asleep in bed.

The next day, he rubbed his eyes and sat up from bed. What are you doing today?

With the help of Xiaoke and 12 AI, Huang Si has no schedule in his life. He can do things according to his own interests. Anyway, others do the specific and detailed work.

Sitting on the bed for a while, Huang sicai remembered that he seemed to have put a man on the ring platform.

Xiaohua is still blowing on the ring platform.

The time flow rate between the two places is 323 times. I\'m afraid half a year has passed.

"Ah, it\'s all souls anyway. It doesn\'t matter. It won\'t blow to death." Huang Si put on his clothes and went to the living room to have breakfast first.

Today\'s breakfast is also delicious, thanks to the chef, Mr. mohasa.

In the past, Huang Si was often a person who was still at home. His consciousness had gone out, and he left a person at home.

Fortunately, Moxia\'s own character is more social fear. He is very comfortable when he is alone. When getting along with Huang Si, his natural admiration also made him happy.

Now ink is more and more like an earth man. In addition to doing housework, he reads books and movies when he has nothing to do, and occasionally watches the videos left by Huang Si to his green world.

I wonder if it is because of the influence of the pile of social science books on the bookshelf at home, as well as various film and television dramas and Book Materials in the hard disk, Huang Si always feels that the humanistic atmosphere under the ink is becoming stronger and stronger.

When Huang Si came to the ring platform, Xiaohua had been waiting here for nearly 200 days.

The soul without body has no memory and will not be troubled by endocrine. Xiaohua just stays on the ring platform according to the order. The wind is very high, but Xiaohua\'s soul is now very solid and will not be blown away by the wind.

"It\'s better to have a soul." Huang Si sighed. If a person with a flesh body is thrown on the ring platform for 200 days, he will go crazy if he is not thirsty, starved or sunburned.

Huang Si checked the situation of Xiaohua. There was no change in the strength of her soul and her mental state. It was the golden color that gave Huang si a headache.

The main problem is that if this little flower returns to the Terran, she has a husband and children. Huang Si is not interested in listening to other people\'s corner at all. Although the transmission of information can be cut off unilaterally, it is difficult to predict what will happen when a person is absolutely obedient to his own soul and the intensity is much higher than that of normal humans.

The loss of freedom of the soul will certainly have an impact on the way of thinking.

Huang Siling Xiaohua continued to stay on the ring platform, and then went to the boundary.

Previously, in the green world, if Huang Si was ready to do things by himself, he was too lazy to use righteousness. His direct consciousness arrived with the network and his mental power was directly done.

If you want to find artificial intelligence, especially people inside the land boundary, Huang Si will generally go to the warehouse to turn out the righteousness.

This is mainly to use entities to avoid scaring AI cute people by talking out of thin air.

Huang Si came out of the warehouse, went to the biology department skillfully, and then kicked open the door of the central laboratory.

This door has access control. Most people can\'t open it. Only those with the highest authority like Huang Si can move the access control with one foot.

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

It\'s not right to say there\'s no sound at all. In fact, the supercomputer equipped in the central laboratory is playing an idol play, and the heroine\'s crying voice comes from the idol play.

"Don\'t you love me anymore! Why are you with that woman!"

"Honey, listen to me!"

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

Embarrassing, very embarrassing.

Millet water, final sound and empty rain turned rigidly and showed a false smile.

The final sound poked the millet water, and the millet water kicked back, kicking off the power supply.

The voice finally quieted down.

Huang Si is speechless. These women workers can watch movies with supercomputers for scientific research. They can just watch boring TV dramas. Can\'t they look like they\'re caught every time he comes.

He didn\'t really make them 996 as capitalists, did he?