My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 635 Spiritual Cultivation, Mythical Organization

"My invincibility is higher than your invincibility!"

"It's time for the legend to end!"

"Even if Beta Cat can beat others, it can't beat me."

"If the winning rate is [-]%, the Beta cat is only [-]%."

This year, the Western artificial intelligence Beta Cat came into the world, defeated all Go champions, and even achieved [-] victories on the online battle platform.

Just when the world thought that the myth of Go, the most difficult intellectual sport in the world, was about to be broken.

Song Lin uttered bold words to the media.

The remarks made by the young and frivolous Go genius naturally ignited the major media, and there were a lot of discussions on social platforms, most of which were mainly ridiculed, and only Song Lin's fans in the fan circle maintained it.

"My brother will definitely defeat Beta Dog."

"Brother works so hard, you are not allowed to hack him!"

Seeing these comments, Song Lin felt a little dark inside.

It turns out that it feels so refreshing to have rice circle fans.

Naturally, this enthusiasm will not be missed by Beta Cat Development Company.

"Dr. Jack from Gulu Gulu Company said that he officially challenged Song Lin, a Go genius, to win three out of five games, with a bonus of [-] million U.S. dollars for each game won, and a total of five games. The reward is [-] million U.S. dollars."

This is a long-planned hype.

From weak to strong, let the beta cat gain attention, and then challenge the strongest Song Lin, the young genius who is known as the number one talent in the millennium.

Until the heat is copied to the highest.

As for the stakes?

Can this win?

Beta cats can play millions of games against themselves in a day, constantly improving themselves, and human chess players only play tens of thousands of games in their lifetime.

It's not an order of magnitude at all, like a cannon hitting a mosquito.

This [-] million yuan gamble instantly detonated the world.

after March.

Song Lin won five games in a row.

He won [-] million US dollars in one fell swoop.

Looking at the ashen-faced Westerners and the shocked people.

Someone asked: "Mr. Song, Betacat's calculation speed is 3.386 petaflops per second. How did you beat this most advanced artificial intelligence?"

"I admit that this AI surpasses the calculation speed of the human brain, but a cold and rational dead thing can never understand human sensibility."

"One thought is the world, and a moment of epiphany can surpass the calculation of the entire universe. This is a human being, and this is a height that AI cannot reach."

This is also Song Lin's perception during this time.

This crossing represents a complete lack of power. This is a real loss of power, which is not comparable to the previous reincarnation with a back door.

There is even no way to go back, only to be trapped in this world forever.

This allows him more time to feel the soul.

As soon as this remark came out, the whole world was in an uproar.

More people are beginning to pay attention to the potential of human beings themselves. Perhaps human beings are not as weak as imagined.

Machines are not as omnipotent as imagined.

Today, computers are popular in the world and have become an important tool for scientists to experiment.

The blind heap configuration in the laboratory is billions, tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions.

A day's work surpasses the work of all geniuses decades ago.

But... How long has it been since human beings have had a flash of inspiration, a top genius who changed an era with a single idea?
What Song Lin didn't know was that a casual act indirectly changed the course of the world.

And Song Lin, who had raked in [-] million U.S. dollars, rushed back to the community where he lived.

At this time, Grandma Zhang was surrounded by a group of people.

"Congratulations, congratulations! Your Lin'er is promising!"

"Sister, you are really blessed!"

There are still reporters outside who want to come to interview, want to know the life of this legendary genius.

Whether it is experience or appearance and temperament, Song Lin is really too popular.

Grandma Zhang wiped away her tears, not because of how much money Song Lin made, but because of his hard work over the years.

Among the congratulatory crowd, there were many people who were cynical and sarcastic. Those people felt that they had nowhere to go and still carried this oil bottle, which was simply beyond their control.

Today's achievement can be regarded as a slap in the face for them.

When Grandma Zhang returned home, she saw two middle-aged men, her expression changed immediately, and she scolded: "Get out, get out for me!"

"Second Sister, you misunderstood me. I'm here to congratulate you."

"Yes, we are also Xiaolin's relatives."

It turned out to be Grandma Zhang's relatives.

"Get out, get out!"

Back then, they all seemed to hide from the plague gods, but now they took the initiative to join in, which is really ridiculous.

Squeak.

The door opens.

It turned out that Song Lin was back.

"Still hanging on?"

As the saying goes, Song Lin, who is sitting on [-] million US dollars, has an unquestionable position in the eyes of others.

After the few people had left, Song Lin looked around and said with a smile, "Grandma, let's go."

"Where?"

"Have a big meal, and take a look at the villa by the way, choose whichever you want."

Grandma Zhang blamed: "Save money and spend it, don't spend money everywhere."

"Haha, there are more than 30 billion yuan, and there is no end to it."

Just putting it in the bank, the annual interest is tens of millions, how can it be spent.

Grandma Zhang still refuses to enjoy it, probably because she is old and wants to be lively.

But after a few days she regretted it.

All kinds of relatives came, and there was an endless stream. I could meet six of them just when I was shopping for vegetables. They were either buying a house or had cancer at home. They came to borrow money under various excuses.

There are also neighbors in the neighborhood, small business owners, and small gangsters who want to speculate.

There are more than a dozen people who claim to be Song Lin's biological parents alone.

Regarding these, Song Lin naturally drove away the matter, not to mention false, even if it was true, he had to be driven away.

After that, Song Lin built a deep mountain and built a Taoist temple on the mountain to practice.

Grandma Zhang works in the orphanage at the foot of the mountain, so she doesn't have to worry about food and drink, so she probably wants to make use of her spare heat.

Song Lin also donated one billion RMB as a charity fund, which can be regarded as giving back to the world.

After that, he devoted himself to practicing on the top of the mountain.

With the resources of the earth, it is certainly not possible to support oneself to cultivate to a very high level.

So Song Lin changed his mind, explored the soul, and practiced the method of spiritual enlightenment.

late at night.

Starry.

Song Lin sits cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with the strong wind blowing, standing still, sensing this universe.

His physical strength is already strong enough.

Before the change, he could shatter the earth into dust with a single sneeze, and kill people all over the world with a single look.

But in terms of soul, Song Lin is not short of 01:30.

Not only behind closed doors, Song Lin also bought a house full of classics.

The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism filled several large rooms. These are not exercises, but pure theories.

His spiritual cultivation is still much worse than that of the ancient sages.

In the process of consulting the classics, Song Lin seemed to discover a secret.

The earth is likely to be a special place, unlike what I guessed.

There are myths from all sides gathered here.

If you know that the earth is in the past, how can you have the myth that it happened in later generations?
And many classics of the sages are also true.

Many of them have never been seen by themselves, and they are not forged by later generations as they thought before.

After all, there are too many fake books in the name of the ancients. In the multiverse under Donghua's rule alone, there are at least several million books written by the "East Prince".

Song Lin absorbed a lot of knowledge with great hunger and thirst.

At the same time, Song Lin, who had risen to fame, was also targeted by a group of people.

"Song Lin... this person is talented, and he was absorbed into the "myth" immediately."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)