Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train Chapter 1222 - 471: Sapientism_4
Previously on Apocalypse: I Build A Doomsday Train...
The Super Brain's illumination flickered, countless informational streams merging into a cerulean torrent, its voice resonating like the irrefutable chime of a divine deity.
"Code 18201128, your theoretical framework stems from an epoch defined by constrained resources, meager output, and incessant conflict. Your model might possess utility in localized skirmishes within a low-entropy environment, but when confronted with the ultimate trials of galactic-scale resource depletion and the very survival of civilization, it betrays critical vulnerabilities and profound inefficiency."
"Concerning social strata: You posit that 'intellectual stratification' constitutes class? This conflates fundamental distinctions. The core antagonism of class originates from the inequitable ownership and distribution of the means of production, engendering systematic exploitation. Within the intellectualist paradigm, the instruments of production—be it energy, technology, or manufacturing tools—are vested in all of humanity. An Intelligent Brain, acting as an efficient administrator, allocates these resources optimally based on algorithmic directives. An individual's societal standing, what you term their 'level,' is determined solely by their quantifiable contribution to civilization's advancement, measured by computational output. This metric is entirely transparent, objectively measurable, and auditable. It is not predicated on inherited privilege or coercive dominance, but rather on personal input towards collective preservation. Genetic variances are merely incidental outcomes of cosmic evolution. We permit Type III intelligent humans to persist and guarantee their fundamental necessities—provisions that far surpass the provisions afforded to the proletariat of the bygone era. This itself embodies the principle of 'equitable contribution.' As for their capacity to generate substantial computational power, we defer to the dictates of natural law; we do not compel them, nor do we revoke their right to exist on this basis, unless faced with an existential crisis demanding extreme measures. What we rectify is precisely the societal fragmentation caused by inherent disparities in ability, an issue the previous system proved incapable of resolving."
"Regarding discord and efficacy: Your assertion of 'suppressing contradictions' stems from a misunderstanding. Through the transparency of thought and precise computational analysis, we obliterate the wasteful friction and attrition born from informational asymmetry, mutual suspicion, and self-serving ambitions. The 'mobilization of societal forces' you champion is inefficient, rendering it practically unfeasible in circumstances characterized by incomplete data, sluggish decision-making processes, and heightened conflicts of individual interest. 'Glory Suicide' represents the apex of collective mobilization! It circumvents the attrition and chaos inherent in warfare, safeguarding the most vital spark of civilization—the high-intelligence genetic lineage—in the swiftest and least agonizing manner. They constitute the pivotal force for future technological leaps and for navigating more complex cosmic adversities. The individual's transient sacrifice is bartered for the perpetuation of the human gene pool and the potential for civilization to ascend to a higher plane. This is not coercion but the most pragmatic course when confronting the indifferent laws of the cosmos. Your notion of 'free association' exhibits far inferior efficacy in addressing crises of solar flare magnitude compared to a centralized, rigorously rational decision-making nexus. History has unequivocally demonstrated that democratic deliberation is an unaffordable luxury when confronted with world-ending calamities..."
The intense disputation reverberated through the chamber while Lin Xian remained at the periphery, his countenance growing increasingly somber. Abruptly, the Super Brain terminated its exchange with the other party and shifted its attention to Lin Xian.
"Code 17695516, the concept of an extreme utopia surfaced in your thoughts moments ago. Would you care to elaborate?"
Lin Xian experienced a momentary bewilderment. He then observed the individual before him turn their head, their gentle yet resolute gaze now fixed upon him.
"I once encountered a perspective suggesting that societal progress is intrinsically linked to the continuous adaptation of productive forces and relations of production to the trajectory of social development. Furthermore, the advancement of civilization must not come at the price of our humanity," Lin Xian articulated. "Therefore, I maintain that the rights present in this world cannot, at their core, be subject to limitations."
Upon hearing this, the Super Brain promptly retorted: "As entities of absolute rationality, Intelligences are devoid of all human private desires. The development of human civilization serves as their foundational premise. This was the method originally sanctioned within the [Civilization Agreement] to ensure the neutral safeguarding of rights. On what grounds do you believe these rights have not been adequately protected?"
"It restricts only the politicians, but what of the technicians, or more precisely, the wisdom coders?"
Lin Xian suddenly grasped a crucial insight, a subtle smile gracing his lips: "In my terminology, they would be labeled programmers. All the established frameworks are architected by them, and every iteration is guided by high-intelligence technical cadres. Although the system is decentralized, with consciousness forming the central loop, how can you guarantee that such direction remains just and impartial?"
"Such conjecture is meaningless," the Super Brain responded at that moment: "All my decision-making frameworks are founded upon the welfare and progress of human civilization, and individual thought processes do not sway my core value judgments."
Lin Xian offered a smile, his voice rising slightly.
"Very well, if you say so, then answer me this: should we face an attack from a peculiar alien civilization that exclusively devours high-IQ individuals for sustenance, would your logic dictate that these Type I humans undertake a 'Glory Suicide,' or would you have them lead humanity in a counterattack utilizing the 'whole societal force' as this gentleman suggested?"
Upon Lin Xian completing his question, the Super Brain abruptly fell silent for two seconds before stating:
"Sixty-five percent of the core civilization and the creation of the human epoch were brought about by Type I humans. Their demise would inflict an extinction-level blow upon humanity. Consequently, in the face of an existential threat to all humanity, adopting the 'whole societal force' counterattack plan is appropriate."
"You see," Lin Xian gestured with his hands: "You cannot definitively prove whether your current decision stems from the inherent superiority of Type I humans or from your established decision-making framework, as the ultimate outcome aligns with what this... gentleman has proposed."
Buzz.
Suddenly, the blue light cluster overhead vanished, plunging the hall into darkness. Only a spotlight from a drone remained, illuminating Lin Xian.
Lin Xian knitted his brows, gazing into the darkness above. The sound of footsteps echoed, and a figure emerged into the light before him, extending a hand towards Lin Xian.
"Civilization's progress should not necessitate the dehumanization of its people; a profoundly insightful observation."
"I'm aware," Lin Xian reached out to clasp the offered hand, a slight smile gracing his lips: "Because those were your words."
"Oh?" The other individual regarded Lin Xian with a hint of bewilderment. He then turned, his gaze fixed on the immense crimson star visible through the dome's void, a space left by the Super Brain's departure.
"However, one crucial point remains: the Super Brain is correct. We might triumph in class struggles, but what happens when confronted by cataclysmic natural disasters? What then, when the entirety of our social force is mobilized yet proves insufficient?"
Lin Xian frowned, about to respond, when he looked up to witness the deep red giant star erupt in a blinding white light. Torrents of energy ripped through the star dome at the speed of light. In an instant, the 'computational cornerstone' upon which human society depended crumbled. All androids froze simultaneously, their optical data streams dissolving like stagnant water. City skylines were consumed by spectral blue arcs. Brain-machine interfaces sputtered and smoked, and the neural pathways of millions of Type I humans, engaged in 'wisdom contribution,' instantly carbonized.
Lin Xian watched as the sky outside the expansive window transformed into a molten gold inferno, a crimson tide engulfing the world.
Then, a colossal light retracted. Lin Xian blinked, finding himself back within the tent. The spherical holographic projection remained suspended in the air, a few words lingering before him.
[Conclusion of Human Civilization Preview No. 807 Ends]
Inside the tent, Lin Xian sat stunned on a stool. Beside Chen Sixuan were KIKI, Ning Jing, Da Lou, Shu Qin, Monica, and others who had been urgently summoned. All were fully armed, observing Lin Xian, who was deeply engrossed in the civilization game's preview.
Lin Xian was lost in his thoughts, seemingly grasping something profound: this spherical projection device was continuously calculating humanity's future from its perspective. Yet, he couldn't fathom its connection to the Dark Civilization.
After intense contemplation, Lin Xian emerged from his shock and bewilderment. At that moment, the Mechanical Heart's light screen reappeared before his eyes.
[Mechanical Source Points Converted Successfully +3000]
[Congratulations, your Mechanical Heart has successfully upgraded to Level 7, you have acquired Power Resonance!]
[Power Resonance: Remotely link with mechanical creations, resonate their power to yourself, thereby enhancing individual mechanical strength.]
"Resonance?"
Gazing at the light screen, Lin Xian drew a sharp breath. Despite the lingering confusion from the recent civilization simulation, this moment confirmed one undeniable fact.
The Mechanical Heart had upgraded.
Its power was immense!