In Li Zhou's mind, the progress bar that had painstakingly reached 100% was now back to zero after he woke up.
Li Zhou wasn't surprised by this at all, nor was he the least bit nervous.
Based on the brief information the system had provided, he had a general understanding of this progress bar.
The system's full name was the Civilization Navigation System, dedicated to guiding the progress of civilization.
The system was simple—it only had one progress bar!
Really, just one progress bar!
Once the progress bar filled up, he would gain new technology. As for how to advance it, the system had its own scoring mechanism.
That was it, and then nothing else...
If it weren't for the black tech in his mind, Li Zhou would have thought he was dreaming.
They say the next era is the age of artificial intelligence, and Li Zhou's mind held the black tech data for AI.
This was all instilled in him by the system—the newcomer gift pack of AI wasn't the fake AI currently hyped up in the market, but true AI capable of independent thought and self-awareness, which might even give birth to genuine intelligent life under the right circumstances.
Of course, the emergence of intelligent life was always accidental and unique.
Only a tiny fraction of advanced AI would, by chance, become intelligent life, gaining abilities different from ordinary AI—research and creation!
Beyond AI, what excited Li Zhou was that this AI was developed using the Han Language! This newcomer gift pack was clearly two gifts in one!
One was black tech AI, and the other was a complete Han Language programming language. Wasn't that two gifts?
The Han Language was a brand-new development language provided by the system, composed entirely of Chinese characters!
Just as Li Zhou was envisioning his future company expanding into the cosmos, his stomach let out an uncooperative growl.
Rubbing his rumbling belly, Li Zhou realized he hadn't eaten anything all day.
No wonder he felt so weak all over.
After getting dressed, he casually wiped the sleep crust from the corners of his eyes, grabbed the graduation meal voucher issued by the school, and headed straight to the cafeteria.
He had to admit, the logistics department of CHZU Academy was top-notch. Graduates got free meal vouchers for meals, and every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were mooncakes, and on Laba Festival, there was Laba porridge.
At those times every year, the cafeteria was packed with people.
Even when Li Zhou was a junior, the logistics department had fished out all the fish from Huifeng Lake and Weiran Lake and treated the entire school to a free fish feast.
The university cafeteria at CHZU Academy served meals until 8 p.m. When Li Zhou arrived, there were still plenty of students eating.
The cafeteria food was pretty decent. After finishing his meal, Li Zhou downed a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup, then rubbed his full belly with satisfaction and returned to the dormitory.
Back in the dorm, Li Zhou lay on his bed, pondering his future plans.
Whether it was because of the system or not, he now found his thinking exceptionally clear and his memory incredibly sharp. He guessed that when the system had instilled the black tech into him, it had also developed his brain.
Nestled against the mountain, CHZU Academy had no noisy traffic at night. Plus, the dormitory area on the mountain housed only graduating seniors. With most of them already gone, the usually lively building was now exceptionally quiet.
Li Zhou thought about the road ahead. With the system, barring any surprises, "milk and bread" would come in time.
If he had to name his biggest dream, it was probably that one day he could pilot his own spaceship and roam the universe. That kind of life was what he yearned for most—poetry and the distant horizon.
He believed that day wouldn't be too far off!
Li Zhou shook his head and laughed at himself.
"Thinking too far ahead."
He knew that if he revealed the AI to the public now, nothing good would come of it.
He had to take things step by step, because if he stretched his stride too wide, he'd end up tripping over himself.
Though full AI was out of the question, an Intelligent Assistant still had potential.
To say nothing else, the so-called AI on the market today, even from the companies at the forefront of AI research, was nothing more than an Artificial Idiot.
Sometimes, these Artificial Idiots could drive you mad.
In Li Zhou's personal opinion, only Xiao Ai from a certain company was decent.
As Li Zhou saw it, his Intelligent Assistant could let users customize virtual avatars and voices based on their needs.
It could understand and interpret user intent to the greatest extent.
For example, if a user said to the assistant: "Remind me that there's a meeting in S City at 2:15 p.m. tomorrow. After the meeting, rest for one night and then head back."
Based on the user's speech, the Intelligent Assistant could continuously book round-trip tickets to S City based on the actual situation, automatically generate a schedule, ask for the user's opinion on booking a hotel in S City, and intelligently remind them of tasks before each time point.
It seemed easy, but the hard part was fully and accurately understanding the user's intent and executing a continuous series of actions.
That was also the biggest complaint in the current market. The existing Artificial Idiots could only respond to one question at a time, and in the end, they'd throw out an "I didn't understand..."
For Li Zhou, who possessed the complete black tech for developing true AI, none of this was a problem. Compared to real AI, it was all child's play.
As he thought about it, Li Zhou could already picture the Intelligent Assistant dominating the scene.
With that in mind, all sleepiness vanished. Without another word, he opened his computer and got to work!
The Intelligent Assistant was tied to his startup funding. If he played his cards right, the small goal of a hundred million could be achieved in no time.
Li Zhou skillfully opened his Huawei X Pro, which he had bought less than a year ago, and unlocked it with a single fingerprint press in under ten seconds.
Actually, sometimes having too high-end specs isn't always a good thing. Take the screen on Li Zhou's Huawei X Pro laptop, for example—a 3K touchscreen. For watching videos, the configuration was flawless, one word: "awesome."
But the problem also lay in that very screen. Many software providers still hadn't adapted their programs to such a high-resolution display. After installing software, it either appeared tiny on the screen, or if the size was normal, the image quality was so rough it was visible to the naked eye—the display effect was worse than that of inferior screens.
Beyond the adaptation issues, there was another major problem: screen glare! That's right, glare! Every time he used the computer, Li Zhou felt like his 24K titanium-alloy eyes couldn't take it.
Complaints aside, Huawei laptops were still decent. Otherwise, why would someone like him, a software engineering major who dealt with computer software every day, have bought one?
Out of habit, Li Zhou right-clicked to refresh—a habit ingrained in his bones after years of practice.
After refreshing the desktop a few times, he created a new blank txt document. In the current world of programming languages, any development could actually be done with txt. Of course, no one used this method for large projects—it was too torturous and easily led to baldness.
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