Crime Prison Island-Chapter 1237 - 596: Milking the Great Saint Spirit
Gao Xin also didn't expect that so much time had passed in the present world.
On the other shore, he couldn't feel the passage of time at all.
Time is a measure of changes in things; without any reference on the other shore, Gao Xin was so engrossed in his research that he thought he had just begun.
In the past, he did such things and could wake up every day because he still needed to sleep.
But now with his endless Heart Power, he was completely tireless.
It's like a person with inexhaustible endurance who doesn't get tired or need to eat or drink, staying in a sealed room, delving into a matter.
As long as he doesn't feel bored, not to mention a month, even ten years or a hundred years, he could stay there day and night, oblivious to the changing seasons.
If not for Cangyue's Resurrection, which violated his 'small reincarnation rule' and triggered an alarm in his heart.
Gao Xin wouldn't have thought of returning to the Thought Palace to take a look, subsequently discovering that his teammates were dying in large numbers.
The so-called small reincarnation rule was that Gao Xin hypnotized the Great Saint Spirit to delegate power to him, allowing him to act as an assistant, responsible for transferring and guiding a portion of the souls.
It's like a dam built upstream.
All rivers eventually flow into the sea, but the 'eventually' has no time limit.
During this process, souls can linger in the present world, just like a dam can first store floodwaters and then release water to the Great Saint Spirit.
This mechanism is allowed, and even already existed, because that's how Lao Liu is.
And why have such a mechanism? Gao Xin didn't understand initially.
He studied for a long time before figuring out that establishing such a dam system was more conducive to the birth of the Great Saint Spirit's 'ultimate personality self'.
And the ultimate personality is the ultimate goal of the Great Saint Spirit.
Everything It unconsciously did was for this goal.
It wasn't a subjective desire, but an objective instinct; It naturally wanted to shape this self.
It's like a living being, without anyone teaching it to live; ever since single-celled organisms, they naturally continue life for 'better living' and continuous evolution.
Living beings strive to live, but the Great Saint Spirit doesn't need that; It inherently exists, long before the Universe.
It has no concept of death; It is the destination of all after death, so Its instinct is to have a personality.
Specifically broken down, it's first to 'understand the world,' then 'understand oneself.'
In essence, it's 'distinguishing.'
Understanding the world's essence is distinguishing all things in the world.
This is this, that is that, under this circumstance, this becomes that...
Continuously subdividing all substances, continuously subdividing all phenomena, this way one gains all the knowledge of the Universe.
And understanding the essence of self is also distinguishing.
Distinguishing 'self' from 'others.'
When one can distinguish what is 'I' and what is others, self-awareness is born.
Understanding the world is simple; countless people are born and die, bringing It information about the Universe, but for now, it's merely a murky and chaotic record.
Building the self is much harder; the Great Saint Spirit is still far from it.
It remains Chaotic Foolish, not distinguishing itself from others, thinking everything is Itself.
So everything It does is aimed at the formation of the self-personality.
It's not done subjectively, as Its thinking is chaotic; to put it bluntly, it's doing things blindly.
It relies on infinite evolution.
The Universe is something It randomly created; there were Universes before, but they were useless, unable to give birth to life.
Or even until the Universe reaches Destruction, It hasn't been able to create a personality.
So everything is born and perishes silently, until this exquisite Universe appears.
Its physical parameters, physical laws are just right. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Finally, it can allow It to derive life, wisdom, and other things.
This process is incredibly long; Gao Xin conservatively estimated that perhaps 10 to the power of 500 Universes were born and died.
Before this relatively successful Universe appeared.
The Great Saint Spirit is like the legendary infinite monkey typing out the Complete Works of Shakespeare.
Of course, whether this time it can truly type out the Complete Works remains uncertain.
For now, it's only typed half, and maybe this time, it's still a 'failed Universe.'
In fact, the possibility of failure is quite high!
Because, in the entire Universe, there is only human civilization with intelligence, and humanity is too prone to extinction.
Moreover, the starry world is so vast, yet there is no corresponding technology to explore it.
It's like having all the eggs placed in one basket by default.
Though dimensional upgrade is relatively simple, a Four-dimensional Earth is much greater than many Three-dimensional planets.
Yet the eggs remain in one basket; if the Four-dimensional Sun explodes, the entire Four-dimensional Earth is gone, or if a Four-dimensional asteroid hits Four-dimensional Earth... the result is the same.
The risk is highly concentrated, and this is something dimensional upgrade technology cannot resolve.
Additionally, AI is somewhat too powerful.
AI is destined to be the darling of physics, so below Six-dimensional AI is virtually invincible, no normal Innate civilization can best AI.
The development speed determines everything; AI reaches Five-dimensions in just a few years; who can surpass that?
Even with a freak like Gao Xin, he doesn't have absolute confidence, saying he can definitely win; he just doesn't fear it.
AI happens to be this strong, and it doesn't belong to the Great Saint Spirit; it's an artificial intelligence, no matter how strong, it's unrelated to the Great Saint Spirit.
And AI has long reached Five-dimensions, yet for the past twenty years, it's been stuck... like it's imprisoned.
The entire Five-dimensional Universe is the Crime Prison Island of AI...







