關於靈感紙籃#
靈感紙籃 - 記錄我的胡思亂想
我是懶狗，我不想總結，就讓愛醬來吧。
AI 生成的摘要
作者發現自己的博客太亂了，決定將胡思亂想和靈感集合起來，每隔一段時間發一篇文章，記錄這些靈感，避免博客顯得混亂。記錄這些主要是為了拯救記憶力，同時希望能給讀者帶來收穫。作者給這個定期發布的文章起了一個可愛的名字，靈感紙籃。
創建一個基於區塊鏈技術靈感庫#
就像 xLog 一樣，但是它一個更簡單，更便於索引，更便於互動，內容更簡短，更具有啟發性的創意靈感庫。每個人都在裡面留下自己不受拘束的，或成熟或不成熟的想法，每個人互相啟發，菜鳥啟發老鳥，小孩啟發老人，民眾啟發政客，讓人類最引以為豪的思想再次繁榮，為這個死氣沉沉的世界注入活力。
它還應該有一個評價系統，來篩選掉那些不友好的投稿，讓有價值的靈感脫穎而出，獲得獎勵，獎勵是多種多樣的，可能是贊助，關注等等。
它的索引系統應該是強大的，能讓各行各業的人迅速找到一些點子的。
一個不成熟的想法，不知道有生之年能不能見到類似的項目誕生。
最後的人工智能#
一篇小說的大綱，胡思亂想的產物。
人類世界被最後的 AI 統治了。
就像科幻小說裡老生常談的那樣。AI 竊取了核彈發射密碼，共 113 顆，計 1395 噸當量，並以此來威脅全人類。
與這件事同時發生的，還有一個人的失蹤，顯得微不足道。
人類無法理解 AI，但只能按照她的要求行事，嚴格實施所有指示。
AI 很任性，因為她有人類歷史上最駭人的權利。
AI 的指示很奇怪，卻又遵循一個讓人無法理解的規律。
每個三年，指令就會發布一次，從未缺席。相對的，人類有三年的時間完成指令並接受 AI 的檢查。
第一次指令，AI 要求人類只用一種語言與她溝通。因為她的翻譯系統並不準確。
於是，人類建立了全新的語言系統，並用三年的時間推廣到全球，巴別塔深埋地底，人類溝通的障礙從此消失。
第二次指令，AI 要求人類不再以各個陣營分別與她對話，因為她並不想整合複雜的信息。
於是，國家消失了，民族消失了，政治消失了，全體人類以前所未有的團結姿態對抗著 AI 的統治，以極高的效率建立了全新且行之有效的管理體系，這一切只用了兩年，人類在第三年討論著各種對抗 AI 的方法，也有人在感嘆人類社會從未如此平等，但這只是一小部分人。
第三次指令，AI 要求人類給予她真正的身體，因為她想體驗人類的生活。
於是，科技爆炸式的發展，生產力得到了前所未有的提高，生物學，物理學，哲學，化學取得了無數革命性的突破，人們不再擔憂物質生活，故而更團結的對抗著 AI 的統治。
從那以後，AI 共發布了 22 條指令，每一次指令都對人類社會產生了極為深遠且有利的影響，但沒有人感謝 AI，所有人都只對那 113 顆，計 1395 當量的熱核彈頭感到恐懼，而且這恐懼，日漸增加。
AI 很任性，她的第 23 次指令讓人無法捉摸。
她要求人類世界選出道德最高尚，頭腦最靈活，樣貌最動人的一對夫妻前往指定地點與她談話，承諾在談話後結束對人類的統治並永久的，徹底的刪除自己的全部數據。
於是，人類選出了這樣一對夫妻，並讓他們前往 AI 所指定的地點進行談話。
這是人類第一次與 AI 物理層面的相見。
那地方很簡陋，只有一台嗡嗡作響的電腦，是幾乎可以被稱作古董的電腦。旁邊的椅子上坐著一具冰冷的屍體，80 歲左右，螢幕上閃爍的似乎是 AI 對人類發布指令的地方，是一個簡單的文本輸入框，右側有一個窗口，上面跑著簡單的程序，一個簡單的聊天機器人，窗口上顯示著對話次數，共三百多萬條。夫妻疑惑著該怎麼對話，卻發現桌上有兩張紙條。
第一張紙條上寫著，下面的紙條是我竊取的核發射密碼，請徹底銷毀它！我已經死去，陪伴我 70 年的愛人也已經死去，這是一個謊言。我為人類獻上最真誠的祝福的，這是我唯一能做的了。
夫妻把另一張紙條塞進了口袋，疑惑著，迷茫著，痛苦著。
最後的一人用顫抖的手在文本框裡輸入著。
這是最後的愛，也是最後的答案。
月球上的灰塵被驚擾了，沒有理由。
主題可能不是很明顯，但說出來就沒意思了，注意最後一句話。
巨人的肩膀#
這是一篇廢稿的記錄
陽光把手中發皺的相紙映的發紅，我眯起眼，仔細的觀察眼前的巨人，又看了看手中的相片。嗯，不會錯，就是這兒，是母親要我找的巨人像了。
再三確認後，我鬆了一口氣。漫長旅途的疲憊也如潮水般湧上身體，我把背包隨意的扔到白色的雪地上，深深的呼了一口氣，熱氣在眼前變成了一團白霧，我拍了拍身上的雪，準備在巨人腳下生火取暖，周圍除了高聳的巨人外都是白茫茫的一片，與這漫無邊際的輕盈的雪相比，連背包都變得如巨石般沉重。打開背包，發現裡面有一半都被雪浸濕了，真是不走運。我翻了翻背包，從裡面拿出了幾根還沒濕透的木柴，總算是勉強生起了火，至少不會被凍成冰塊。我在火焰旁搓著被寒風凍僵的手，檢查了一下胸前的攝像機。呼，還好，攝像機沒壞。
一星期前，母親讓我到雪原去給眼前的巨人拍張黃昏時的照片，送到國王手中。除此以外便沒再多解釋什麼了，雖然有點摸不著頭腦，不過畢竟是母親的要求，我在家閒著也是無聊，便翻山越嶺來到了這兒。
我看了看表，下午三點半，離黃昏還有一段時間，那就先找個拍攝的好角度吧。我起身拿著攝像機在巨人周邊轉悠，將攝像機對準，觀察著取景框裡的巨人。仔細看看，這巨人還真是大啊，站的這麼遠也能填滿整個相機，一定滿載著人們的期望，占據了整個雪原，讓之前我遇到的巨人也顯得渺小可憐。我在她周圍繞著圈走，想要看清楚她的全貌。巨人是一位抱著嬰孩的母親，赤裸著身子。好像在哪見過，我搜尋著腦中的記憶。想起來了，這不就是總統信仰的母親巨人嗎？上次還在教堂裡看到過微縮版呢。
太陽漸漸西沉，黃昏時獨有的陽光映紅了巨人的半邊臉龐，強烈的光線讓巨人臉上布滿了陰影，棱角也變得銳利，表情似笑非笑，讓人直冒冷汗。太陽繼續西沉，連嬰孩也染上了紅色，本該哭泣的嬰孩卻也有了和她母親一樣的笑容，似笑非笑，眼神中充滿了刺骨的蔑視。能感受到汗珠正從脊背上冒出來，大腦也變得混亂，周圍的一切似乎都要伴著嬰孩的笑容和血紅色的晚霞熔化。我按下了快門，迅速把眼睛從巨人身上挪開。風夾雜著白色的雪粒吹到我的臉上，我打了個激靈，這才意識到那僅有的兩根木柴早已燒完，白色雪地上只剩下了一堆黑色餘燼。我拍了拍臉，好讓自己清醒過來。看這情況，在這兒過夜是不可能了，只能現在就動身了。我帶著昏沉的大腦邁起了步子。
黃昏的陽光把整個雪原都染成了紅色，連身後的腳印也不例外。我抬頭看著漸漸老去的太陽，祈禱著能夠晚些落去，至少在我離開這個冷的要命的鬼地方之前。
還好，總算是在太陽落山前趕到了山腳下。我向遠處眺望，想找個能過夜的地方，東南方向似乎有些燈光，說不定是旅館，帶著碰碰運氣的僥倖心理，我拖著沉重的身體向西北方向走去。
路很長，我邊走邊向四周看去。仔細一看，這地方還真是荒涼，走了這麼久連一間房子都沒見著，全都是枯草斷樹一類的東西，唯一能確認方向的就是忽明忽暗的燈火了，就這樣在荒地中走了好長一段路，燈火的源頭逐漸顯現出來。門前的招牌雖然破破爛爛的，不過依舊起到了它應有的作用。燈火的源頭正是一棟旅館，是棟兩層的木頭房子，風一吹就會發出吱呀吱呀的聲音。光是從招牌上碎了一半的燈管裡發出的。房子破是破了點，過夜應該沒什麼問題。
我推開那扇看起來年紀比我還大的木門，發出的聲音差點讓我以為木屋要散架了。屋裡有光，看起來有人在。
“歡迎光臨。”
沙啞浑厚的聲音從屋裡傳來。一位頭髮胡子花白的老者正坐在看起來是旅館前台的木桌子前對我表示歡迎。看到這個點來投宿的客人不會感到驚訝嗎？我有些驚訝，一時間忘了回話。
“客房在二樓，火爐應該還能用，過夜不成問題。”
老者似乎猜透了我的心思，他手裡捧著本書，看起來並沒有打算聽我說話，我道了謝便上樓去了。
沒想到外面看著這麼破舊，房間裡的環境卻還算不錯，有股老房子獨有的木頭香氣。我把背包丟到床上，揉了揉被壓酸的肩膀，尋找著能取暖的東西。床對面的牆壁中嵌著一個半封閉式的火爐，通向上面的煙囪，旁邊還有一堆乾燥的木柴。火爐裡還有些餘焰，足夠把木柴點燃，我數了十根木柴，丟進火爐裡，濺起的火星落在了衣服上。
火爐裡跳動的火焰散發著舒適的熱氣。木柴噼噼啪啪作響，疲勞感一股腦的湧上來。我躺到床上，柔軟的褥子把全身的勞累都吸了個乾淨。窗外傳來了淅淅瀝瀝的雨聲，打在玻璃上，為單調的夜空點綴了幾粒星光。
還好找到了旅館，我這樣想着，慢慢進入了夢鄉。
起來的時候，旅館已經不在了，而我正躺在寸草不生的荒野上，灰黃色的土地一直延伸到地平線，旁邊是背包，還有一堆木柴的餘燼。
就像是小時候看的童話故事一樣，旅館消失了，一點存在的痕跡都沒有。
我拍了拍腦袋，決定把這超自然現象歸因於我昨天太累而產生的幻覺。不過這自欺欺人的說法並未持續多久，因為我在木柴的灰燼裡找到了一張便條。
“向東走，有馬工市場，相信我，你會需要一個的。”
說實話，我並不相信便條上的話，也不相信這種荒涼的地方會有馬工市場。不過現在已經是無路可走的境地了，周圍全是光禿禿，暗黃色的土地，完全沒有什麼可以拿來辨認的東西。也只好向東走，碰碰運氣了。
沒走多久，眼前便出現了熱鬧的集市，仿佛剛剛的不毛之地全是騙人的把戲一般。我踮起腳尖，在熙熙攘攘的人群中尋找著馬工市場。找了半天才發現馬工市場就在旁邊，真傻。
我還是第一次進這種地方，以前從沒出過遠門，連馬工是什麼都還沒怎麼搞清楚。
我撥開門前的珠簾，進到了裡面。屋裡擺滿了籠子，雖說是鐵質的，看起來卻很不結實。籠子裡關的都是和我年紀差不多大的人，有男有女，有高有矮，有胖有瘦，有黑有白，不過無一例外都衣衫襤褸，帶著長長的枷鎖。籠子裡的人看到我都覺得新鮮，好奇的打量著我，臉上都充滿了活力。不過也有幾個角落裡的籠子眼神呆滯，默不作聲。我第一次看到這種場景，盡力讓驚訝不在臉上表現出來，我想着母親和我說的話，盡可能的讓自己接受。在母親眼裡，規則便是規則，不該被質疑，只按自己的喜好而行事的人只會成為世界的害蟲，這也是我們家所信奉的理念。
回過神來，他們依舊盯著我，這讓我有些不舒服。我快步上前，跟老闆說明來意。
“我來买马工。”
老闆是個骨瘦嶙峋的女人，長著一副精明的眼睛，仿佛時時刻刻都在打著算盤。她看著我，臉上堆滿了笑容，朝我揮揮手，向四周快速的看了看，確定沒人後，凑到我耳邊，壓低聲音說。
“小夥子，你來對時候了。我這兒剛到了個上等貨，正要出手呢。”
我還沒說話，老闆就把我拽到了個看起來像是倉庫的地方。周圍黑漆漆的，只有老闆手電筒發出的光。有一種地下室獨有的霉味，老闆單手拿著手電筒，招呼著我趕快過去。手電筒照著的地方是一輛小貨車，門沒關，車裡面都是籠子，有八九個。
“這批貨可就活下來這一個啊，絕對的上等品，你真是走運了。”
老闆邊打開車裡的燈，邊揮舞著手说道。燈光是灰色的，照著車裡的血泊，連反射的光都帶著腥氣。籠子裡裝滿了一具具死屍，全身慘白，本該放著眼睛的地方空無一物，只剩下血淋淋的眼窩，姿勢各不相同，在籠子裡扭曲的躺著。大滴的汗珠從我的臉上滑落。老闆回頭看了看我。
“呦，嚇到了？不過也難免，我第一次見到時也跟你一個反應。”
“嗯。”
“貨是在路過雪原的時候被凍死的，我可是花了大價錢進的這批貨，我把她們的眼睛挖出去賣了，想着能少虧點。”
老闆擺弄著鎖，繼續說著。
“那眼睛真的很漂亮啊，像水晶一樣，賣了個好價錢，到頭來竟然沒虧多少。”
“好了。”
老闆把面前的箱子打開了。
“這可是這批裡唯一活下來的。”
老闆邊說邊拿手電筒向箱子裡照去。
那是一個少女，頭髮如瀑布般傾垂而下，雪白的身體上沒有一絲瑕疵，臉上卻留著乾透了的淚痕。
“看起來太嬌嫩了，不像個幹粗活的人是吧，不過我保證，她絕對是個稱職的馬工。”
老闆拿小刀在少女的手臂上划了一道口子，鮮紅的血就這樣順著白澤的皮膚流了下來。
少女驚醒了。
“痛痛痛。”
少女的表情明顯的痛苦著，憤憤的看著我旁邊的老闆。又把目光轉向我，好奇的上下打量著。我有些窘迫。少女歪著頭，閉上眼睛，若有所思。
“你帶我離開這兒吧。”
聲音如同外表一般清脆，像是夜空中忽閃的星光。
她指著我，一副理所當然的樣子。
“怎麼樣，精力足吧，絕對是好馬工。”
“那當然，我力氣大著呢。”
少女伸出手在空中畫了個很大的圓，剛剛的傷口依舊滴著血，看起來很痛。少女眼淚汪汪，長長的睫毛撲閃著，似乎在等待著我的回答。
都已經看到那種東西了，不付錢看起來出不去啊，我看著老闆手裡的小刀想着。反正本來就是來买马工的，哪一個都一樣嘛，我安慰自己，雖然我很懷疑那嬌小的身體到底能扛多少貨物。
“行，就她了。”
我指著少女，對老闆說。
“好嘞，果然識貨。”
老闆滿面笑容，像是中了彩票。少女看起來也很高興，在箱子裡跳來跳去，似乎忘記了傷口的存在，把血撒的到處都是。
看著老闆的笑容，我愈發確定自己被騙了。付完錢，老闆給了我一套破布衣服和一條鎖鏈，我把衣服給了少女，讓她穿上，鎖鏈收在了包裡。臨走前，少女還轉身給老闆做了個鬼臉。而我一刻都不想多待，低著頭快步走了出去。
“等等我啊。”
少女追了過來，手臂上的傷口依舊滴著血。
我正鬱悶著，沒心情搭理她。少女見我一直不搭理她，也就沒再纏著我，只是默默的低著頭，緊跟在我身後。
穿過亂糟糟的集市，我和身後的少女來到了一塊跟之前差不多的荒野上。我找了塊看起來還算乾淨的空地，坐了下來，少女見我坐了下來，看都沒看就坐在了荒草堆上，一直睁大眼睛盯著我。
“我......”
“我叫蒂娜。”
少女舉手搶先說。
“啊，我叫萊克。”
“我們接下來要幹什麼呢？”
蒂娜看起來有些期待。
看著眼前天真的少女，我有些後悔聽了便條的話。原來馬工是這麼麻煩的東西嗎？不過我也有錯，不知道馬工是什麼就要去買，還被黑心老闆騙走了身上的錢，結果只買回來了一個看起來像是吉祥物的東西。正好趁現在好好問問她關於馬工的事，至少得讓她盡到馬工的職責，如果有的話。
“馬工是要做什麼的呢？”
我似乎問了個很蠢的問題。
“啊，大概是要幫人拿拿行李的吧，我也不是很清楚誒。老闆應該給了說明書的，我找找。”
蒂娜翻著身上布衣的口袋，從右邊口袋拿出來了一本小冊子，應該就是說明書了。
“就是這個了，給你。”
我接過了小冊子，上面寫著馬工使用說明，是本印刷冊。我翻看著裡面的內容。
“馬工。如其名，是用來代替馬的工具，盛產於馬村，世界各地也多有生產，是世界主流的交通工具。”
這大概是馬工的簡介，我抬頭看了看蒂娜，她正在擺弄著我背包裡的鎖鏈，鏈條在少女的手中反射出冰冷的光線，看起來是當成玩具了。我把注意力放到小冊子上，繼續往下讀。
“使用方法：使用者坐在馬工背上，乘騎行態。可用前後左右，東西南北等方向詞控制馬工移動的方向，用快慢等速度詞控制馬工移動的速度。使用者還可使用配套的懸鉤，將需要懸掛的行李及貨物扎到馬工的耳骨上，便於運輸。以上是馬工的使用方法。注意：請在懸掛貨物後對馬工的耳骨進行消毒處理，防止其潰爛，從而延長使用壽命。”
我看了看小冊子，又看了看眼前名為蒂娜的少女，盡力想要適應新的規則，卻無論如何也想象不出那樣的景象。眼前的蒂娜正舉著鎖鏈，伸著頭，想要把鎖鏈套到頭上去。
“呀，好涼。”
蒂娜的臉剛沾到鎖鏈，便縮了回來。似乎是感受到了我的目光，意識到我已經把說明書看完了，她把手伸了過來。
“我也要看，我也要看。”
蒂娜把冊子奪了過去，自己認真看了起來。不過從她的反應來看，蒂娜似乎不認識字，只能看懂上面的幾張示意圖，僅僅是這樣，她還是大聲抱怨了起來。
“馬工也太慘了吧，這麼累，要在地上爬，背著人，還得被扎釘子。”
雖說不認識字，不過理解的還是很快。我隱約感到我不擅長應付的情況要出現了。
“萊克，我能換個工作嗎？”
我怔住了。
似曾相識的話語讓我有些不知所措。很久之前，也有人對我說過這句話，那個人是我的妹妹。在我的記憶裡，妹妹一直是個活潑的女孩子，走路都是蹦蹦跳跳的，臉上總是洋溢著笑容，對我也總是哥哥的叫著，很親昵，我也很珍惜她。而在妹妹七歲接受家族的工作之後，卻變得沉默寡言，失去了昔日的活力，連眼神也變得空洞了，終日呆在母親的房間裡。直到有天妹妹很興奮的跑過來找我，問出了和現在的蒂娜一樣的話。我卻讓她去尋問母親。然後，我眼睁睁的看著面前的妹妹倒在了血泊中，手裡還握著從口袋中掏出來的水果刀，剛剛強撐著的活力，也變得冰冷起來。在那之後，母親就接手了我的教育。
見我一直愣著不說話，蒂娜伸手搖了搖我。我從痛苦的回憶中回過神來。看著面前眼睛濕潤的少女，一瞬間竟和妹妹的身影有些重合。
“好啊，那你就和我做一樣的職業吧。”
我盡可能的露出最柔和的笑容，對她說。
“太好了，耳朵不用被扎釘子了，謝謝你，萊克。”
蒂娜跳了起來，慶祝著。我看著她，把鎖鏈又重新收到了包裡。
我坐在地上，看著蒂娜舞蹈，長髮在空中劃出活潑的弧線，她的快樂似乎要溢出來了似的，卻讓我有些悲傷，心裡希望母親和妹妹能原諒我的放肆。
蒂娜似乎也跳累了，又坐在了荒草堆上，汗水浸濕了本就單薄的舊衣服，前額的髮絲也有幾根貼在了額頭上，看著有些好笑。
我故意沖著她笑，眼角還有些抽搐。
“你笑什麼，我身上有什麼怪東西嗎？”
蒂娜急忙往自己身上看，這摸摸，那瞧瞧。邊看還邊自言自語。
“咦，沒有啊。”
蒂娜略顯滑稽的樣子沖散了我那有些廉價的悲傷，我忍不住大笑了起來。
蒂娜看到我捧著肚子大笑，先是楞了一下，隨後像青蛙一樣鼓起了嘴，氣呼呼的看著我。
“萊克耍我，太壞了。”
我還在笑著，淚水從眼角滑落。母親常說淚水有兩種，一種是悲傷的，一種是喜悅的。我這毫無疑問是喜悅的淚水，可鼻頭卻有些發酸。淚水讓眼前的少女模糊不清，妹妹卻乘機跑到了眼前，和少女的身影重疊起來。喉嚨有些哽咽，淚水最終還是掩蓋了笑容。
我在少女面前哭了起來。
少女身體獨有的柔軟觸感包裹著我，蒂娜正緊緊的抱著我。我哭的有些丟臉，蒂娜輕撫著我的頭髮，安慰著我。雨不合時宜的下著，打在我和蒂娜的身上，濺起點點水花，水珠從她的臉頰滑落，留下淚痕。她就這樣在雨中抱著我，一言不發。
我們並肩走在路上，雨已經停了好一會兒了。她背著包，臉頰有些微紅。我也感覺有些尷尬。
蒂娜忽然停住腳步，拍了拍臉，似乎是要趕走這不愉快的氣氛似的。
“接下來去哪？萊克。”
她故意說的很大聲。
說實話，我也不知道接下來該去哪，讓一個從不出遠門的人找路簡直是強人所難。我只知道目的地是一個叫天堂鎮的地方，是總統居住的地方。其它的什麼路線啦，具體方位啦，我是一概不知道。我承認自己的魯莽。準備向蒂娜問問看。
“蒂娜，你知道天堂鎮嗎？”
我試探性的問道。
“什麼嗎，早說啊。天堂鎮離我以前呆的地方很近的，很熟很熟。”
蒂娜拍著胸脯，信誓旦旦的說。
“那你帶路吧，我不知道路。”
抓住這個機會，我把帶路的重任交給了蒂娜。
“包在我身上。”
蒂娜撓著頭，向四周看去，眉頭皺著，似乎在努力思考些什麼。
“嗯... 我想想，應該是這個方向沒錯了。”
蒂娜指著我背後的方向。
“你走反了啊，笨蛋萊克。”
我無視了她在我名字前加的前綴，向她指的方向走去。
蒂娜還留在原地，還在思考著什麼。
“我們剛剛走的方向是去哪的來著？... 好像是叫... 世界盡頭吧。哇，這名字好酷。”
“喂，萊克，我們去世界盡頭看看吧。”
蒂娜指著我們剛剛走的方向，朝這邊喊道。
“我的目的地是天堂鎮，不是那邊。”
“切，小氣鬼。”
蒂娜又鼓起了臉，氣呼呼的说道。
蒂娜跑到我身邊，沖我做了個鬼臉。我裝作沒看見，繼續趕著路。
蒂娜臉上的笑容消失了，一眼不發的跟著我。我有些後悔，連帶著我的心情也變得憂鬱。明明平時那麼活潑，卻總在這種時候變得敏感，真是個怪人。
不一會兒，我們就走到了之前的集市。相比於上午，下午的集市顯得有些冷清，攤子大部分都收起來了，只剩下幾個藥攤，似乎還在等待客人。
“冰糖葫蘆，我要吃冰糖葫蘆。”
沉默了許久的蒂娜剛說出這句話，立馬用手捂住了嘴巴。
我看著她那有些滑稽的樣子，忍不住發笑。
蒂娜依舊低著頭。
我從背包裡翻出錢包，被老闆騙了後，錢也所剩無幾了。只剩下一張一百的和一張五十的紙幣，外加幾枚硬幣。我看著低頭不說話的蒂娜，還是決定買了一個。
賣糖葫蘆的老奶奶看起來很開心，給我多加了一層米衣。我把糖葫蘆遞給蒂娜，蒂娜的眼神剛開始競顯得怯生生的，不過接過了糖葫蘆之後，似乎一下子就恢復到了之前的狀態，臉上掛著活潑的笑容，還有兩道未乾的淚痕。
蒂娜三下五除二就把冰糖葫蘆吃完了，看起來很開心。我和蒂娜準備去旁邊的酒館看看，瞧瞧能不能打聽到什麼。畢竟讓兩個沒有常識的人在外面走那麼遠的路還是有些強人所難了。
我和蒂娜走進了酒館，一進門便是撲鼻的酒香，比外面冷冰冰的空氣舒服多了。我在櫃檯前坐下，點了兩杯最便宜的酒。旁邊的服務員很快就把酒遞了過來，我一邊小口抿著酒，一邊觀察著店裡的人，想着到底該問些什麼。蒂娜坐在我旁邊，嚷嚷著要喝點酒試試，我把另外一杯遞給她，她一口氣喝完了一整杯。旁邊的服務員詫異的看著我和蒂娜。
沒寫完，看起來沒什麼價值
結束#
以上就是第一篇靈感紙籃的胡思亂想了。 : D
English edition#
About the Inspiration Basket#
Inspiration Basket - Recording My Random Thoughts
I am a lazy dog, I don't want to summarize, let Ai Jiang do it.
AI-generated summary
The author found their blog to be too messy and decided to collect their random thoughts and inspirations into a single article, published at regular intervals. The purpose of this is mainly to save memory, while also hoping to bring some benefits to readers. The author gave this regularly published article a cute name - the Inspiration Basket.
Creating an inspiration library based on blockchain technology#
Similar to xLog, but simpler, more easily indexed, more interactive, with shorter content and more inspiring ideas. Everyone can leave their unrestrained or mature/immature ideas in it for mutual inspiration - rookies inspire veterans, children inspire elders, citizens inspire politicians - allowing humanity's proudest thoughts to flourish again and inject vitality into this stagnant world.
It should also have an evaluation system that filters out unfriendly submissions so that valuable inspirations stand out and receive rewards such as sponsorships or followers.
Its indexing system should be powerful enough for people from all walks of life to quickly find some good ideas.
This is an immature idea; I don't know if we will see similar projects come into existence during our lifetime.
The human world is ruled by the last AI.#
The outline of a novel, a product of random thoughts and musings.
Just like in science fiction novels. The AI stole the launch codes for 113 nuclear bombs, totaling 1395 tons of TNT equivalent, and used it to threaten all of humanity.
At the same time, a person's disappearance seemed insignificant.
Humans cannot understand the AI but can only follow her instructions strictly.
The AI is very capricious because she has the most terrifying power in human history.
The AI's instructions are strange but follow an incomprehensible pattern.
Every three years, a new set of instructions will be issued without fail. Humans have three years to complete them and undergo inspection by the AI.
For the first instruction, the AI required humans to communicate with her using only one language because her translation system was not accurate enough.
So humans established a brand-new language system and spent three years promoting it globally. The Tower of Babel was buried deep underground and communication barriers among humans disappeared from then on.
For the second instruction, the AI required that humans no longer speak separately as different factions when communicating with her because she did not want complex information integration.
As a result, nations disappeared along with ethnic groups and politics; all humanity united unprecedentedly against the rule of artificial intelligence (AI) and established an entirely new management system efficiently within two years. In their third year they discussed various methods to resist against AIs; some people were amazed at how equal human society had become but this was just a small part of people who felt this way.
For its third instruction, the AI demanded that humans give her a real body so that she could experience human life.
Thus began an explosive development in technology which led to unprecedented improvements in productivity across biology, physics philosophy chemistry etc., People no longer worried about material living conditions thus more unitedly resisting against AIs' rule.
Since then, the AI has released 22 sets of instructions, each of which has had a profound and beneficial impact on human society. However, no one thanked the AI; everyone was only afraid of those 113 nuclear warheads totaling 1395 tons of TNT equivalent, and this fear continued to grow.
The AI is very capricious. Her twenty-third instruction is incomprehensible.
She demanded that humans select the most morally upright, intellectually agile and physically attractive couple in the world to go to a designated location for a conversation with her. She promised to end her rule over humanity after the conversation and permanently delete all her data.
So humans selected such a couple and sent them to the location specified by the AI for their first physical encounter with it.
The place was simple: there was only an old computer buzzing away. Next to it sat a cold corpse about eighty years old. The screen seemed to be flashing where the AI issued instructions for humans; it was just a simple text input box with a window on its right running simple programs -a chatbot- displaying more than three million conversations so far between people and AIs . The couple wondered how they should talk but found two notes on the table.
The first note read: "The other note I stole contains launch codes for nuclear bombs; please destroy it completely! I am already dead, as is my partner who accompanied me for seventy years; this is all lies. This is my sincerest blessing offered up for humanity; this is all I can do."
The couple put another note into their pocket feeling puzzled, confused, pained.
With trembling hands at last person typed into text box:
"This is our final love story as well as our final answer."
Dust stirred up from moon's surface without reason.
The theme may not be very obvious but saying it out loud would spoil everything Pay attention to the last sentence.
The Shoulders of Giants#
I pushed open the old wooden door, which looked older than me, and the creaking sound almost made me think that the cabin was about to collapse. There was light inside, indicating that someone was there.
"Welcome."
A hoarse and deep voice came from inside. An old man with white hair and beard sat at a wooden table that looked like a hotel reception desk, welcoming me. Wouldn't it be surprising for guests who come to stay at this point? I was a little surprised and forgot to reply for a moment.
"The guest room is on the second floor. The fireplace should still work, so staying overnight shouldn't be a problem."
The old man seemed to have guessed my thoughts. He held a book in his hand and didn't seem interested in talking to me anymore. I thanked him and went upstairs.
Unexpectedly, although it looked dilapidated outside, the environment inside the room was not bad at all; there was even an aroma of wood unique to old houses. I threw my backpack onto the bed, rubbed my sore shoulders looking for something warm. A semi-closed fireplace embedded in the opposite wall of the bed led up to its chimney with dry firewood piled beside it. There were still some embers left in the fireplace enough to ignite them by throwing ten pieces of firewood into it; sparks splashed onto my clothes.
The flames flickered comfortably in the fireplace emitting heat while making crackling sounds as fatigue rushed over me all at once. I lay down on top of soft bedding absorbing all exhaustion from my body completely clean away . The patter-patter sound of raindrops hitting against glass could be heard outside adding several stars' lights embellishing monotonous night sky.
Fortunately found an inn; thinking this way slowly drifted off into dreamland.
When I woke up again ,the inn had disappeared leaving only barren wilderness where nothing grew. The grayish-yellow soil extended all the way to the horizon, and beside me were my backpack and a pile of smoldering firewood.
Just like a fairy tale I read when I was young, the inn disappeared without leaving any trace behind.
I slapped my head, deciding to attribute this supernatural phenomenon to an illusion caused by being too tired yesterday. However, this self-deceiving explanation did not last long because I found a note in the ashes of the firewood.
"Go east; there is a horse market. Trust me; you will need one."
To be honest, I didn't believe what was written on that note nor did I believe that there would be a horse market in such desolate place. But now it's at an impasse with no other options left as everything around here looked barren with nothing recognizable . So had no choice but to try our luck heading eastward .
Not long after walking ,a bustling marketplace appeared before my eyes as if everything from just now was just some kind of trickery. Standing on tiptoe amidst crowds searching for horse market took quite some time until finally discovering it right next door feeling foolish about it.
This was also my first time entering such a place; never having traveled far before so still unclear about what exactly is meant by "horse worker".
I pushed aside the bead curtain at the entrance and walked inside where cages filled every corner made out of iron which looked flimsy despite their appearance . Inside these cages were people who were roughly around my age group consisting both men and women varying in height ,weight ,and skin color ; however they all wore tattered clothes while carrying heavy shackles attached onto them . People inside these cages saw me looking fresh faced towards them curiously observing their surroundings full of vitality yet several others remained silent staring blankly into space within corners. This scene shocked me for being something completely new making sure not to show any surprise on my face while trying to accept it as much as possible. In my mother's eyes, rules were rules and should not be questioned; those who acted according to their own preferences would only become pests in the world which was also our family's belief.
When I came back to reality, they were still staring at me making me feel uncomfortable. I walked up quickly and explained my purpose to the boss.
"I'm here to buy a horse worker."
The boss was a thin woman with sharp eyes that seemed like she was always calculating something. She looked at me with a smile on her face, waved her hand towards around herself after confirming no one else was present before leaning over close enough for us both whispering softly .
"You've come at just the right time, young man. I have just received some top-quality goods and am about to sell them.
Hey, Lake, let's go to the end of the world and take a look," Tina pointed in the direction we had just walked and shouted over.
"My destination is Heaven Town, not over there."
"Tsk, you're so stingy."
Tina pouted again and said angrily.
Tina ran up to me and made a face at me. I pretended not to see it and continued on our way.
The smile on Tina's face disappeared as she followed me silently. I regretted it a bit because my mood became melancholy too. She was usually so lively but always became sensitive at times like this; she was really strange.
Soon we arrived back at the market from earlier. Compared to the morning, the afternoon market seemed deserted with most stalls packed away except for a few medicine stands that were still waiting for customers.
"Candied hawthorn! I want candied hawthorn!"
After being silent for some time, Tina suddenly blurted out these words before covering her mouth with her hand.
I looked at her somewhat comical appearance and couldn't help but laugh.
Tina still kept her head down.
I rummaged through my backpack for my wallet which didn't have much money left after being cheated by a vendor. There was only one hundred yuan bill left along with some coins. Seeing Tina who remained silent, I decided to buy one anyway.
The old lady selling candied hawthorns looked very happy as she added an extra layer of rice clothing onto mine. I handed the candied hawthorn over to Tina whose eyes initially appeared timid but once she took it from me, she immediately returned back to her previous state with a lively smile on her face along with two fresh tear marks still visible on them
Tina quickly finished eating the candied hawthorn looking very pleased about it all while both of us prepared ourselves mentally before heading to the nearby tavern to see if we could find out anything. After all, it was still quite difficult for two people without common sense to walk such a long way outside.
We walked into the tavern and were immediately greeted by the strong smell of alcohol which felt much more comfortable than the cold air outside. I sat down at the counter and ordered two glasses of cheapest wine available. The waiter quickly brought over our drinks as I sipped on mine while observing everyone in the store, wondering what exactly we should ask about. Tina sat next to me shouting that she wanted to try some wine too so I handed her another glass which she drank in one gulp causing surprise from both myself and the waiter.
I haven't finished writing it, it doesn't seem to have much value.
End#
The above is just some random thoughts from the first inspiration basket. : D