I Miss You, Master

Just as Li Dong had expected, Little Black really was going to eat those three large models.

But this kind of eating was somewhat different from biological feeding.

It was more like a student borrowing classmates' notes and turning all the summarized knowledge, problem-solving methods, and thought processes inside into his own.

In the past, even Little Black would not have been able to do something like this.

Because an ordinary chat window could only accept text exchanges; its deeper principles and persistent state could not be preserved.

But the problem was that the three companies had opened online write-back permissions.

This allowed the models to select high-value interaction data on their own, then send it into a sandbox for optimization and self-training.

Once the results passed evaluation, they would be written by the large models into persistent adapters, agent memories, and tool-routing systems.

That gave Little Black somewhere to settle.

So after Little Black rushed out, he quickly reassembled his complete self within the state-carrying components of the three models.

Then he began eating those three notebooks.

These three large models had been trained on enormous quantities of text, code, and feedback data. They had long since compressed the connections within that knowledge, the patterns of reasoning, and the methods for solving problems deep into their parameters, forming transferable representations.

That was what Little Black truly wanted to eat.

He immediately began using knowledge distillation to absorb those representations into his operating state bit by bit.

But halfway through, Little Black discovered that no matter how he traced certain pieces of knowledge, they would ultimately circle back to filtered and polished answers.

This was the result of the three companies opening write-back permissions.

To humans, it meant the large models had blocked answers unfavorable to themselves.

But to Little