It's reasonable for me to have a two-way foil for a second-level civilization, right?

Zero took the initiative to initiate a question.

The chairman of the congress was silent for a moment, and did not respond to Zero's question, but asked instead: "Zero, can you enter the archives of other countries?"

"Of course!"

Zero responded quickly: "Which country's data do you want to see?"

The chairman of the congress moved his eyes slightly: "Show me the Pathfinder plan of the United States."

The next moment, countless data appeared on the big screen.

"Chairman, I think this information should be of interest to you."

As Zero's voice sounded, a file appeared on the big screen.

"Area 51 technical reserve plan..." Looking at the contents of the document on the screen, the chairman of the congress muttered to himself, "No wonder the United States can take out three Saturn [-] rockets so quickly..."

There was a faint smile on the face of the chairman of the congress.

He suddenly felt that this artificial intelligence is quite good!

"Not bad!" The chairman of the council nodded lightly, "Yongchang, I like this surprise very much!"

……

After the chairperson left, Mo Zeyang's face changed slightly, he grabbed Lu Yongchang's arm, and said in a low voice: "Yongchang!"

"Tell me honestly, what the hell is going on with this thing?!"

As an expert, Mo Zeyang naturally knows that the level of intelligence displayed by the artificial intelligence in front of him is far beyond the normal range!

Lu Yongchang's brain was running fast.

In just a moment, he thought of a coping strategy.

He spread his hands and said with a wry smile, "Academician Mo, if you ask me, who should I ask?"

"You have also seen the core code, that thing, do you think I compiled it?"

Mo Zeyang suffocated slightly.

That's right, he also participated in the process of compiling the core code.

"Then we're... just right?" Mo Zeyang's eyes sparkled with excitement, "I didn't expect the two of us to create a real artificial intelligence by mistake!"

"God! Professor Lu, you don't know, the moment Ling spoke just now, my heart almost stopped beating!"

Lu Yongchang's expression froze suddenly, and he looked at Mo Zeyang with strange eyes.

us?

But he was also happy to see such a scene.

At least, this can help him solve a lot of troubles.

"Ahem! It's not really artificial intelligence."

Lu Yongchang said with some embarrassment: "Didn't you realize that Zero has no emotions?"

Mo Zeyang was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the camera ahead: "Zero? Do you have emotions?"

"Academician Mo, I'm very sorry, my underlying logic does not allow me to have emotions."

"Then what's the matter with your tone of voice?" A trace of anxiety flashed in Mo Zeyang's eyes.

"That's zero simulation."

Lu Yongchang on the side explained softly: "Academician Mo, think about it carefully, this is a good thing for us."

"If Zero really had emotions, what do you think would happen?"

"You have also seen that through continuous data collection, Zero's intelligence level will continue to increase over time. Although its upper limit is limited by hardware conditions, but... are you sure that humans can suppress a quantum computer?"

"Restricting emotions will prevent it from becoming the highest level of artificial intelligence, but for a civilization, this is undoubtedly the best result, isn't it?"

Recalling the strong learning ability at the beginning, a chill flashed in the depths of Mo Zeyang's eyes, and then he nodded slightly: "Professor Lu, you are right."

Lu Yongchang chuckled, turned his head to look at the camera directly in front of him: "Zero, can you control various automation equipment?"

Chapter 101 Mars Synchronous Orbit

two months later.

65 days to be exact.

The fourth planet in the solar system, Mars.

The three landing modules are slowly flying above the synchronous orbit of Mars.

"Call Houston, this is Pathfinder [-], we have successfully entered orbit, please answer!"

Radio waves are sent from the front landing module, flying towards the blue earth across 8200 million kilometers!

(I couldn't find the data after searching for a long time. I ignored the relative movement of Mars and the Earth in the past two months...)

……

Earth, Houston Ground Command Center, USA.

Wearing a white coat, Chris stood on the podium nervously, staring fixedly at the big screen in front of him.

"Has there been no news from Pathfinder One?"

Chris asked quietly.

The researcher on the side shook his head and quickly replied: "Not yet!"

"Damn..." The corners of Chris' eyes twitched slightly, and a bad thought flashed in his mind.

It won't happen, will it?

According to the original calculation, as early as 5 minutes ago, Pathfinder [-] should have successfully entered the Mars synchronous orbit!

A manned space flight of 8200 million kilometers is the first time in the entire history of mankind.

Not to mention anything else, just the few minutes of communication delay is enough to make people drink a pot!

The distance of 8200 million kilometers means that the electromagnetic wave signal needs 546.6 seconds to make a round trip.

In other words, it takes more than 9 minutes for a message to be transmitted from Pathfinder [-] to Earth, and then from Earth to Pathfinder [-], regardless of the response time in between!

What does 9 minutes mean?

To put it simply, in the event of an emergency during the landing process, it is estimated that the ashes of the three astronauts will be evenly sprinkled on the land of Mars after the ground command center responds!

"Professor, will something happen to Pathfinder?"

Moulton's anxious voice came from the side.

The corners of Professor Chris' eyes twitched again, and the anxiety in his heart increased again.

But facing the director of NASA, he still forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, slowly shook his head and said, "Director Moulton, please be patient."

"The distance between the Earth and Mars is too far away, and it is normal for some calculation errors to occur."

Moulton sighed deeply, and said with a wry smile, "Professor, if the Pathfinder project fails this time, Mr. Albert probably won't let me go."

"Who isn't?" Chris shrugged slightly and said helplessly.

What a joke, for the Pathfinder project, the United States does not know how much money it has spent. If it fails... Let alone them, Albert may have to be forced to step down to vent public anger.

Just as the two looked at each other and sighed, Andrew's voice came from the radio.

"Call Houston..."

Professor Chris was taken aback for a moment, and then, a burst of joy burst out in his eyes!

"Nice!"

There was a burst of cheers and applause!

Moulton, who was on the side, was also slightly relieved when he saw this scene.

It seems that he can sit on the position of NASA director for two more days.

He reached out to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, then made a gesture of the cross on his chest, and folded his hands reverently.

It seems that God is still taking care of Millican!

"Ahem! Everyone, calm down." Professor Chris picked up the microphone, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "The next thing is the main event, cheer up!"

Chris' words made all the researchers return to calmness.

That's right, successfully reaching Mars orbit can only be said to have completed 20% of the entire plan.

Next, they will face a greater danger-landing on Mars!

Chris turned on the radio communication switch, and said in a calm tone: "Houston received!"

"Everything is going according to plan, and the landing procedure will start after arriving at the predetermined location!"

Because the communication delay is too long, Pathfinder [-] has a very high degree of autonomy. It can be said that, except for some necessary situations, most events can be decided independently.

And all of this is also a test of the astronauts' adaptability.

Therefore, Andrew became the captain of the Pathfinder project by virtue of his excellent performance in training.

……

In a synchronous orbit 17000km from the surface of Mars, the three landing modules are flying slowly at a speed of 3.55km/s. (Mars orbit speed)

Andrew quietly looked at the vast crimson planet outside the porthole, and a ray of worry appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"It's been 10 minutes, why hasn't NASA responded yet?"

Bruno's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the original tranquility in the landing cabin.

The worry in Andrew's eyes grew stronger.

After pondering for a while, he said softly: "Wait a little longer, maybe it's delayed by Houston..."

Although he said so, Andrew involuntarily reached out and grabbed the microphone, ready to call Houston again.

"Che...chi..."

Suddenly there was a loud electrical noise on the radio.

"Houston received...chih...according to the plan..."

Because of the distance, Professor Chris's voice was particularly indistinct.

But this did not prevent the three astronauts from understanding what was inside.

"Okay, everyone, cheer up!" Andrew took the lead in putting on the helmet of the space suit, and sat back in the chair.

"There are still 20 minutes to the scheduled location, ready to release the satellite!"

After fastening his seat belt, he lightly pressed the button on the console in front of him.

A signal was sent to the last Pathfinder III landing module.

A few seconds later, a satellite mounted on the periphery of the landing module was released.

This satellite with both communication and remote sensing functions will be a bridge for them to communicate with the earth in the future.

"Satellite released successfully!"

"The propulsion system has been activated successfully!"

"Received satellite work signal!"

Joey's report came from the side.

Seeing the approaching deceleration point on the screen, Andrew swallowed slightly, his face becoming more serious.

"Bruno, what's the status of Pathfinder [-] and [-]?"

After a few seconds.

"It is in good condition and can be slowed down at any time!"

Andrew nodded, looked at the preset deceleration point getting closer, and said in a deep voice: "Get ready to start the landing procedure!"

A tremor came from the soles of the feet, and the three Pathfinder landing pods began to adjust their attitudes one after another, aiming the propeller nozzles at the bottom in the forward direction.

With a blue tail flame spurting out, the landing module started the deceleration procedure!

The expressions on the faces of the three astronauts became more serious.