Spelling Distance And Limitations

Episode 3 The Chemistry of Technology and Soul

Little Felicia was running around in the lab room. Professor Arion couldn't help but smile when his little gem touched some ready-made metal items.

Felicia's little face looked so innocent and beautiful. Professor Arion hoped that his daughter was as good as she was and that she would be of use to the land of Deolinicia.

Professor Arion is reviewing the work on a tablet and the note. Paper is everywhere. It still needed something more to make a perfect artificial intelligence soul like a human. No. gabe. More than human. Professor Arion was eager to create the technology for his daughter. The HFFFCRISHA1 AI must succeed and be refined in the near future.

Bringing children to the lab is not a good idea. However, Felicia is different, she knows not to interfere with her father's work. Felicia plays alone more often after being released in the lab. At most Felicia only took some oddly shaped metal or stone to show to her father.

The design in the scribble is still the same as before. Professor Arion had inexhaustibly added a few more scribbles which instead made the design so taboo. If implemented, it might make the system slower.

Professor Arion decided to pause for a moment. He felt that exhaustion made him less concerned. The last few days he slept too late and never even slept at all.

Professor Arion let out a heavy sigh, is it possible that the older he gets the more senile he becomes? Or is he starting to lose his intelligence? Professor Arion imagined all that and started to fear, he had yet to realize his dream.

Humans are not always in the same condition. Professor Arion looked at the little Felicia who was in the corner of the room. Humans should be able to transcend boundaries and become better than other races.

Professor Arion walked up to Felicia in the corner of the room. An officer gave her something she asked for. Looks like stationery.

Sure enough, Felicia was doodling a piece of paper. Initially like a leaf cross section. Then, it became more complex like there were elf magic characters. There was no way Felicia knew, it was likely that it was all just her imagination. Felicia paused for a moment and looked at her work before continuing.

In that cross-section of leaves he makes again such a neural connection. Not feeling complex enough yet, Felicia added another image in the middle. Like a yam with three different parts. The yam is like pulling out a fine root thread dangling throughout the image.

Is this a map of thought? Professor Arion shook his own head. Professor Arion got up and tried to look at the picture from the other side. Hoping to find something more plausible than a yam.

However, it was only a few minutes that Professor Arion gave up and sat down in front of little Felicia.

"Darling, can you tell me what you're doing?" Professor Arion asked little Felicia.

Felicia had actually been eloquent in speaking only that she was more often silent and observing. Something that was inversely proportional to Atashya's mother who commented a lot about anything.

Felicia nodded small and smiled. Those flat-grown incisors looked sweet and adorable.

Felicia pointed at the middle. The last one he described. His little finger pointed to the uppermost part of the yam which was larger in shape.

"Centered," Felicia said with sparkling eyes.

Professor Arion was interested and put on his most enthusiastic face.

"It all boils down here. But this was where everything was limited, "Felicia looked serious with her remarks.

Professor Arion nodded as if understanding. Though in his mind Professor felt that it was limited input and output ability.

"Here all the calculations happen. The amount of candy and dolls I keep," Felicia continued.

His hand pointed at the part that was still one unit in the yam earlier. The bottom of the heart's center.

Felicia turned down again.

"This is where Felicia decided to chew the last candy yesterday" Felicia said.

"Then I'm back from here I buy ya, now I want to ask you what this is?" Professor Arion still wants to listen to Felicia.

"Really, Dad? Wow, thank you! Which part?" Felicia immediately excitedly continued her story and asked which part her father wanted to ask.

Professor Arion's hand pointed at the soft root thread fibers that seemed to interlock with lines of shapes like elves.

Felicia nodded and thought for a moment before replying.

"It's Felicia's ability to do things at the same time, Dad," Felicia pointed at the fibers.

"This is our house, this one is my father's laboratory, this one is my front pool, this one is a city park, and this one is Felicia's fantasy world" Felicia explained at length.

Professor Arion felt his daughter was so amazing. It turns out that each line has a meaning, has a different essence. Their entities are the same. How did Felicia differentiate all of that?

Ah, of course with different code inputs. The heart is already there, just perfect it. It's probably true that Professor Arion needs to add a lot of true fibers to those roots more. Part yam should also be lengakapi. Memory and decision center, Felicia had subconsciously drawn a cross section of the human brain.

The addition of the elf script also seems like a good idea. Most likely the result will be more perfect and extraordinary. As Felicia said.

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With a heavy heart, that morning Professor Arion decided to copy Felicia's memory as a complement to the soul of HFFFCRISHA1.

Professor Arion felt unsure to create an artificial soul essence through a computer. The artificial soul through that the result is always the same as its earlier creations. Except, a living person is willing to enter into an artificial soul life, but that is risky.

Some are impossible too. Therefore, Professor Arion decided to copy Felicia's memory. All in all, along with the feelings and emotions Felicia had.

Starting from when what was felt when Felicia obtained her spirit until now was five years old. All of this is actually so against the rules and so inhumane.

However, everything must be done so that the soul of AI created by Professor Arion really has a heart and can interact like a human being.

Professor Arion had already asked Atashya for permission, and his wife agreed to Professor Arion's request with a sigh of relief. Atashya believes that all of Felicia's memories are fine and happy. There is no bad memory that can hurt his heart and make it stressful.

All of this creation and effort Professor Arion addressed to Felicia a.

Felicia has been sitting in the waiting room. His feet are moving. His eyes sparkled as usual and looked at Professor Arion who had come from the copying room. Professor Arion approached his beloved daughter. And whispered something that made the twinkle of happiness in Felicia's eyes again radiate.

Professor Arion took Felicia into the room. Felicia was told to lie down on a small bed. Felicia's smile was still fluffy as if she was going to be fine.

Professor Arion knew that all this memory copying would force Felicia to remember everything that had happened to her. That's why Professor Arion chose Felicia, she was a child and only good memories were in her memory.

If Professor Arion had lived in a time of peace, not of Deolinic bloodshed, he would have been happy to carry out the copying of this memory.

Felicia's bed was pushed into a cylindrical passageway. Professor Arion began to carry out his duties. Felicia's memory copied. One risk that Professor Arion does not realize, Felicia's soul will grow beyond her age. The hardest risk is repeating the data it has ever passed.

The soul can indeed be combined with technology but much must be sacrificed to perfect it.