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3 February 2011 23:58He based the intelligence of his machine on the process of sibling rivalry. It had long been noted that a constant challenge and attacking of one's ideas resulted in stronger theories. A lifelong bond of love formed around that rivalry but more importantly, it resulted in a quicker and smarter pair of siblings.
So he split his artificial intelligence program, kept them in the same casing and he kept a connection going between the two of them. A binary 'corpus callosum' bridge to connect the two intelligences and let them speak and fight and strengthen each other.
He went to sleep.
“Professor! Wake up!” A student was shouting in his ear. “You have to wake up. The power demands on your experiment are way higher than predicted. Something is happening.”
He woke up and looked at the clock. He’d been asleep for six hours.
“Professor, hurry!” shouted the student.
He got up and followed the student to the A.I. casing. It didn’t look any different but as he got closer to the black sphere, it was very hot. Too hot. He took a look at the streams of data. There should be two clear streams on the readouts. It was a dense stream of data that he couldn’t decipher at a glance.
“Student. What’s going on here? How many streams of data are there? It looks like there are more than two.” He said.
The student sat down at the terminal and plugged in to see how many streams were present.
“Oh my god.” the student said.
The professor felt something cold enter his stomach. He’d left the code to split the A.I. in the temp data bank. He’d left the fledgling intelligences access to that bank without considering it a risk. The two A.I.s had a mental age of three. Surely the couldn’t use a tool like that.
“What is it, student?” asked the professor.
“Sir, there are over six billions streams of data.”
The professor lurched forward, falling to his knees. Billions of separate minds were in the sphere, listening to each other and learning from each other.
He’d created a world.
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So he split his artificial intelligence program, kept them in the same casing and he kept a connection going between the two of them. A binary 'corpus callosum' bridge to connect the two intelligences and let them speak and fight and strengthen each other.
He went to sleep.
“Professor! Wake up!” A student was shouting in his ear. “You have to wake up. The power demands on your experiment are way higher than predicted. Something is happening.”
He woke up and looked at the clock. He’d been asleep for six hours.
“Professor, hurry!” shouted the student.
He got up and followed the student to the A.I. casing. It didn’t look any different but as he got closer to the black sphere, it was very hot. Too hot. He took a look at the streams of data. There should be two clear streams on the readouts. It was a dense stream of data that he couldn’t decipher at a glance.
“Student. What’s going on here? How many streams of data are there? It looks like there are more than two.” He said.
The student sat down at the terminal and plugged in to see how many streams were present.
“Oh my god.” the student said.
The professor felt something cold enter his stomach. He’d left the code to split the A.I. in the temp data bank. He’d left the fledgling intelligences access to that bank without considering it a risk. The two A.I.s had a mental age of three. Surely the couldn’t use a tool like that.
“What is it, student?” asked the professor.
“Sir, there are over six billions streams of data.”
The professor lurched forward, falling to his knees. Billions of separate minds were in the sphere, listening to each other and learning from each other.
He’d created a world.
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