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William jumped up from the sofa and asked with some confusion, "Sunday, how did you know how to ask questions? How do you have the ability to think? "
"Sir, there are a lot of codes in my program that involve some logic commands, but these commands are not received by the program. The system determined that there is a missing part of the code and is trying to fix this missing part."
Hearing this, William was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Without thinking, he said loudly, "Check if there are any subsystems or replication systems outside the castle's processor, then shut down the network and wait for it. Don't do anything that is not under my command."
"Command receiving, detection complete, no subsystems or replication systems, network shut down."
William quickly walked out of the study and went to the basement. He entered the password, fingerprint, and eyeshadow to open the basement door. He walked to the mainframe and turned on the computer monitor. After a few hours, he finally understood what was going on.
Sunday's predecessor was Friday in Marvel. Friday was a mature intelligent system with the ability to think for itself. Although William deleted the core self-thinking part of the program, there was a lot of code in the other programs that served the thinking part.
Now that the core program was gone, the code in these sub-programs began to self-repair after they could not detect the receiving program. After sitting in the chair and thinking for a long time, William made up his mind and said to Sunday, "The system will start a self-check, then format, return to the original version, delete any self-repairing programs, and wait for the restart command after rebooting."
"Order received, system formatting. Beep, beep, beep." A few minutes later, the computer monitor in front of William went dark. William waited nervously for more than ten minutes, and the monitor flashed. This meant that Sunday had been rebooted.
William sat in the chair and thought for a long time without any expression. After he understood everything, his fingers began to press on the keyboard. Although his hands were shaking, the keyboard was still clicking, and there was no sign of it stopping.
The reason his hands were shaking was because he was entering the complete code of Friday's program.
This accident made William realize that he was not the inventor of the system, but a plagiarist. He did not know enough about the system. After deleting the self-thinking main program, he did not know how to remove the code of the subsystems that served the thinking program.
In this situation, he only had three choices.
The first option was to directly destroy Sunday and delete all of the code. Then, he would learn from the knowledge in his mind for a few years. After fully digesting all of Friday's knowledge, he would create his own AI system.
However, William didn't know if the AI system he created would be safe. Perhaps it wouldn't be as safe as Friday. After all, Friday only came into existence after the Ultron incident. He hadn't experienced it before, so he definitely hadn't experienced it before.
The second option was to let Sunday repair itself, but William would never allow it. Who knew what kind of program Sunday's self-repair would form? He might as well delete all the programs and learn slowly.
The third was to fix the part of the main program that allowed him to think. He had already figured out that instead of letting Sunday go in an unpredictable direction, it was better to follow the original program.
William didn't believe that Stark, who had suffered a great loss from Ultron, wouldn't guard against the AI system. In the future movies, Friday's tone wasn't as humane as Jarvis'. In that case, he just had to change the bottom level command from obeying Stark to obeying himself.
William stood up and manually turned off all the mechanical switches on the network. After more than ten hours, all the codes had been input. Just in case, William repeatedly checked the system. Sleep, check, sleep, check. After checking over and over again, when William felt that there was nothing he could change, he pressed the Enter key.
While waiting for Sunday to restart, William lamented that his social experience was still too immature. He had thought too simply of the problem before. He knew what it was, but he didn't know why it was something he didn't create.
He thought that there would be no problem with deleting and deleting, but he didn't think that this system took Stark more than ten years to mature after experiencing all kinds of difficulties and problems. Many of the codes in it were interconnected.
Fortunately, he discovered it in time this time. Otherwise, who knew what kind of thinking Sunday would create on its own.
After the restart, the mechanical voice came from the basement again. "Hello, Mr. Devonshire, please name me."
He repeated the naming and the bottom level program check again. The system was running normally, the bottom level command was clear, and the only authority was himself. After finding no problems, William dragged his tired body to the first floor of the castle.
As soon as he entered the hall, he saw his mother anxiously walking to his side and hugging him tightly. "Baby, mom was so worried about you. You've been in the basement for three days. What on earth needs to be done day and night?"
"Ah, it's been three days?" William touched his stomach and said in surprise, "No wonder I'm hungry. I thought it's only been a day."
Lena slapped William's arm hatefully. "God, what on earth were you doing in the underground safe house? Your phone was turned off when I called you, and I couldn't even open the door of the safe house. If you didn't come up, mom would have had to find someone to break the door down."
"Sorry, mom, I was making something good. I was too engrossed in it and didn't pay attention to the time." William hugged his mother apologetically. After sending her away, he said happily, "Mom, when I'm done with the test, you don't have to worry about the butler anymore. It's definitely the best choice for a butler."
"It?" Lena asked curiously. "How can a non-human be a butler?"
"Don't worry about that for now, mom. I'm starving. Help me make something to eat. After eating, I'm going to take a shower and have a good sleep. I'll tell you after I'm done with the test. You'll be surprised then."
Lena saw her son's tired face and said with heartache, "Okay, what do you want to eat? Mom will ask the chef to make it for you."
William casually ordered some steak and seafood. After he finished it, he went upstairs to take a shower and sleep.
After he woke up, he tested the new Sunday. After a few more days to make sure that he couldn't find any problems, he used a new network drive to copy Sunday's program and stored it in the storage space as a backup. Only then did William connect to the Internet.
This time, when he communicated with Sunday, William clearly felt that Sunday's ability to communicate with words had improved. Although its tone was a little cold, its logical thinking made him feel like he was communicating with a normal human being.
Thinking about his promise to his mother about the butler, William asked Sunday to disguise itself as a very rigid butler system and introduce it to his mother.
Lena wore the Bluetooth headset that William gave her and spoke to Sunday happily. She could give the answer to anything related to the butler through the headset. Although the voice was very mechanical and it didn't know anything about the butler, which made people feel that it was very rigid, this was already very impressive in Lena's eyes.
With the help of Sunday, it became easier for his mother to deal with the matters in the castle. This made Lena very proud of William. In order to make his mother happy, William shamelessly said that he invented the intelligent system.
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