我的征尘是星辰大海。。。

The dirt and dust from my pilgrimage forms oceans of stars...

-------当记忆的篇章变得零碎，当追忆的图片变得模糊，我们只能求助于数字存储的永恒的回忆

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渥太华的隐形程序员第一章，统计局的 AI 替身。
周五早上8:30，渥太华的公寓里，沉默盯着电脑屏幕上的 Zoom 会议界面，他的数字分身正坐在虚拟的统计局办公室里，和同事们讨论季度数据可视化系统的 bug 修复，而他本人正窝在沙发里，一边嗦着热干面，一边用手机刷 刷的游戏攻略。
陈，上次你说的那个图表加载延迟问题，今天能搞定吗？会议里组长马克的声音传来。
沉默没动，手指在手机上点了下应答，屏幕里的数字沉默微微点头，声音和他本人几乎无差。
已经用 Python 优化了缓存逻辑，刚才测过，加载速度提升了40%，等下把测试 报告发群里，这是他第12次让分身代办。
三个月前，加拿大政府推行永久远程办公。
陈默作为统计局的软件开发员，每天的工作无非是改改数据接口，修复图表 bug 这些活 ChatGPT 加 Copilot 基本能搞定。
最初他只是让 AI 生成代码初稿，后来发现把过去两年的会议录音 工作邮件喂给模型后，AI 连马克喜欢用火机开头说话、提交报告前要先发给苏珊审核，这些职场细节都摸透了。
他甚至给分身加了个小功能，会议时自动记笔记，会后生成带优先级的待办清单。
上周马克临时加了个周末会议，分身替他参加，还在会后把会议纪要整理的清清楚楚，连马克 随口提的下周想加个数据对比功能，都标成了高优先级。
今天搞定 bug，下周就能开始做新模块了。
马克在会议里说。
沉默的手机弹出 AI 提示，已记录待办。
周一上午9点前完成 bug 修复，同步测试报告给苏珊。
周一下午对接新模块需求。
他嚼着最后一口面条心想，这半 班好像真不用自己上了。
第二章，国防部的同类。
周三下午，沉默的分身正在提交代码，突然收到一条来自国防部开发组的消息。
陈，你们统计局那个数据加密接口能不能发我一份参考？我们在做军费报表系统，需要类似的逻辑。
发消息的是王瑞，沉默在渥太华大学的同学，现在是国防部的 程序员，沉默让分身回复，稍等，我整理下注释，10分钟后发你。
然后点开王瑞的 Zoom 主页，对方的头像还是去年的照片，但最近几次线上聚会，王瑞总是说在忙代码，从来不开摄像头，沉默突然起了疑心，他让分身故意在消息里加了个小陷阱，接口里有 有个隐藏的调试函数，记得注释掉，不然会报403权限错。
这个是我之前踩过的坑，不到5分钟，王瑞回复，收到，谢了，刚测了下，没报错，你这接口写的真简洁。
陈默笑了，那个隐藏的调试函数根本不存在，是他故意编的。
如果是王瑞本人，肯定会追问哪个函数，但对方直接说 没报错，说明回复的不是王瑞本人。
他直接拨通了王瑞的电话，响了三声，那边传来嘈杂的背景音，还有海浪声。
喂，陈默，我在班夫国家公园呢，怎么突然打电话？你在班夫？陈默故意提高声音，那刚才跟我要接口的是谁？我还跟你说有个调试函数，你居然没问我哪个 战术。
电话那头沉默了几秒，然后传来王瑞的笑声。
服了，被你看出来了。
我上个月弄了个 AI 替身，本来只想躲掉国防部的保密培训，结果发现他连导弹系统的代码注释都能看懂。
你呢？是不是也让替身替你上班了？莫靠在椅背上，看着窗外渥太华的雪景。
巧了，我这替身 都替我开了三次会了，你们国防部的活，AI 也能搞定？别提了，王瑞的声音里带着无奈。
大部分时间都是改报表、加权限，真正涉及核心系统的活，轮不到我们这些基层程序员。
AI 替我上班，比我自己上班还认真。
上周还帮我改了个隐藏的内存泄露问题，我自己查了半天都没找到。
第三章，班夫的偶遇。
周末，沉默决定去班夫抓王瑞。
他没 提前说，直接订了机票。
根据王瑞朋友圈的定位，找到了班夫湖边的一家露营地。
远远的，他就看见一个穿冲锋衣的男人坐在湖边，手机架在石头上，屏幕里是国防部的代码界面。
而手机旁边的蓝牙音箱里，正传来分身和同事的对话。
这个权限逻辑没问题，我已经跟安全部门确认过，符合保密要 要求，沉默走过去拍了拍男人的肩膀，男人回头，正是王瑞。
两人对视一眼，同时笑出声。
你怎么来了？王瑞把手机调成静音，我这替身还在跟同事对接呢，别让他露馅了。
我来看看你这国防部 AI 特工怎么干活的。
沉默坐下，指着他的手机，你这替 比我那还厉害，连保密要求都能背下来。
都是喂数据喂出来的。
王瑞递给他一瓶可乐。
我把国防部的保密手册，过去三年的项目文档，全喂给模型了。
他连哪类数据需要加密到 AES 256级别，都记得清清楚楚。
上次安全部门抽查，还夸我保密意识强，其实都是替身答的。
两人聊着聊着才发现 彼此的偷懒路径几乎一模一样，从让 AI 帮忙写代码，到让 AI 代开会议，再到完全让 AI 接管工作，最后发现基层程序员的活居然真的能被 AI 完美替代。
你说咱们这样算不算违反纪律？王瑞突然问。
沉默看着湖面的雪山倒影，不知道，但你看，我们的替身。
把工作做得比我们还好，数据没出错，代码没 bug，会议没缺席。
要是领导知道了，会不会也想弄个替身？正说着，王瑞的手机响了，是组长的视频电话。
王瑞赶紧让替身接起，屏幕里的数字王瑞立刻坐直身体，笑着说，嗨，汤姆，刚把权限逻辑改好，正要发你审核呢。
沉默靠在石头上，喝着可乐，看着远处的雪山。
他突然觉得，或许未来的职场真的会有两种人，一种在替 AI 监督工作，一种在替人类享受生活。
而他和王瑞大概是第一批找到平衡的人。

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渥太华的隐形程序员第一章，统计局的 AI 替身。
周五早上8:30，渥太华的公寓里，陈默盯着电脑屏幕上的 Zoom 会议界面，他的数字分身正坐在虚拟的统计局办公室里，和同事们讨论季度数据可视化系统的 bug 修复，而他本人正窝在沙发里，一边嗦着热干面，一边用手机刷游戏攻略。
陈，上次你说的那个图表加载延迟问题，今天能搞定吗？会议里组长马克的声音传来。
陈默没动，手指在手机上点了下应答，屏幕里的数字陈默微微点头，声音和他本人几乎无差。
已经用 Python 优化了缓存逻辑，刚才测过，加载速度提升了40%，等下把测试报告发群里，这是他第12次让分身代办。
三个月前，加拿大政府推行永久远程办公。
陈默作为统计局的软件开发员，每天的工作无非是改改数据接口，修复图表 bug 这些活 ChatGPT 加 Copilot 基本能搞定。
最初他只是让 AI 生成代码初稿，后来发现把过去两年的会议录音工作邮件喂给模型后，AI 连马克喜欢用火机开头说话、提交报告前要先发给苏珊审核，这些职场细节都摸透了。
他甚至给分身加了个小功能，会议时自动记笔记，会后生成带优先级的待办清单。
上周马克临时加了个周末会议，分身替他参加，还在会后把会议纪要整理得清清楚楚，连马克随口提的下周想加个数据对比功能，都标成了高优先级。
今天搞定 bug，下周就能开始做新模块了。
马克在会议里说。
陈默的手机弹出 AI 提示，已记录待办。
周一上午9点前完成 bug 修复，同步测试报告给苏珊。
周一下午对接新模块需求。
他嚼着最后一口面条心想，这半天班好像真不用自己上了。
第二章，国防部的同类。
周三下午，陈默的分身正在提交代码，突然收到一条来自国防部开发组的消息。
陈，你们统计局那个数据加密接口能不能发我一份参考？我们在做军费报表系统，需要类似的逻辑。
发消息的是王瑞，陈默在渥太华大学的同学，现在是国防部的程序员，陈默让分身回复，稍等，我整理下注释，10分钟后发你。
然后点开王瑞的 Zoom 主页，对方的头像还是去年的照片，但最近几次线上聚会，王瑞总是说在忙代码，从来不开摄像头，陈默突然起了疑心，他让分身故意在消息里加了个小陷阱，接口里有个隐藏的调试函数，记得注释掉，不然会报403权限错。
这个是我之前踩过的坑，不到5分钟，王瑞回复，收到，谢了，刚测了下，没报错，你这接口写得真简洁。
陈默笑了，那个隐藏的调试函数根本不存在，是他故意编的。
如果是王瑞本人，肯定会追问哪个函数，但对方直接说没报错，说明回复的不是王瑞本人。
他直接拨通了王瑞的电话，响了三声，那边传来嘈杂的背景音，还有海浪声。
喂，陈默，我在班夫国家公园呢，怎么突然打电话？你在班夫？陈默故意提高声音，那刚才跟我要接口的是谁？我还跟你说有个调试函数，你居然没问我哪个函数。
电话那头沉默了几秒，然后传来王瑞的笑声。
服了，被你看出来了。
我上个月弄了个 AI 替身，本来只想躲掉国防部的保密培训，结果发现他连导弹系统的代码注释都能看懂。
你呢？是不是也让替身替你上班了？陈默靠在椅背上，看着窗外渥太华的雪景。
巧了，我这替身都替我开了三次会了，你们国防部的活，AI 也能搞定？别提了，王瑞的声音里带着无奈。
大部分时间都是改报表、加权限，真正涉及核心系统的活，轮不到我们这些基层程序员。
AI 替我上班，比我自己上班还认真。
上周还帮我改了个隐藏的内存泄露问题，我自己查了半天都没找到。
第三章，班夫的偶遇。
周末，陈默决定去班夫抓王瑞。
他没提前说，直接订了机票。
根据王瑞朋友圈的定位，找到了班夫湖边的一家露营地。
远远的，他就看见一个穿冲锋衣的男人坐在湖边，手机架在石头上，屏幕里是国防部的代码界面。
而手机旁边的蓝牙音箱里，正传来分身和同事的对话。
这个权限逻辑没问题，我已经跟安全部门确认过，符合保密要求，陈默走过去拍了拍男人的肩膀，男人回头，正是王瑞。
两人对视一眼，同时笑出声。
你怎么来了？王瑞把手机调成静音，我这替身还在跟同事对接呢，别让他露馅了。
我来看看你这国防部 AI 特工怎么干活的。
陈默坐下，指着他的手机，你这替身比我那还厉害，连保密要求都能背下来。
都是喂数据喂出来的。
王瑞递给他一瓶可乐。
我把国防部的保密手册，过去三年的项目文档，全喂给模型了。
他连哪类数据需要加密到 AES 256级别，都记得清清楚楚。
上次安全部门抽查，还夸我保密意识强，其实都是替身答的。
两人聊着聊着才发现彼此的偷懒路径几乎一模一样，从让 AI 帮忙写代码，到让 AI 代开会议，再到完全让 AI 接管工作，最后发现基层程序员的活居然真的能被 AI 完美替代。
你说咱们这样算不算违反纪律？王瑞突然问。
陈默看着湖面的雪山倒影，不知道，但你看，我们的替身。
把工作做得比我们还好，数据没出错，代码没 bug，会议没缺席。
要是领导知道了，会不会也想弄个替身？正说着，王瑞的手机响了，是组长的视频电话。
王瑞赶紧让替身接起，屏幕里的数字王瑞立刻坐直身体，笑着说，嗨，汤姆，刚把权限逻辑改好，正要发你审核呢。
陈默靠在石头上，喝着可乐，看着远处的雪山。
他突然觉得，或许未来的职场真的会有两种人，一种在替 AI 监督工作，一种在替人类享受生活。
而他和王瑞大概是第一批找到平衡的人。

英文翻译

**The Invisible Programmer of Ottawa**

**Chapter 1: The AI Avatar at Statistics Canada**

Friday morning, 8:30 AM. In his Ottawa apartment, Chen Mo stared at the Zoom meeting interface on his computer screen. His digital avatar was sitting in the virtual Statistics Canada office, discussing bug fixes for the quarterly data visualization system with colleagues, while he himself was curled up on the sofa, slurping hot dry noodles and browsing game walkthroughs on his phone.

"Chen, that chart loading delay issue you mentioned last time—can you get it done today?" came the voice of Mark, the team leader, from the meeting.

Chen Mo didn't move. He tapped a response on his phone. The digital Chen on the screen nodded slightly, his voice almost indistinguishable from the real one. "Already optimized the caching logic with Python. Just tested it—load time improved by 40%. I'll send the test report to the group in a bit." This was the twelfth time he'd let his avatar handle things.

Three months ago, the Canadian government had implemented permanent remote work. As a software developer at Statistics Canada, Chen Mo's daily tasks—modifying data interfaces, fixing chart bugs—were basically things ChatGPT plus Copilot could handle. At first, he just had AI generate code drafts. Later, after feeding the model his past two years of meeting recordings and work emails, the AI even mastered workplace nuances: Mark always started sentences with "Look," reports needed Susan's review before submission. He even added a little feature to his avatar—automatically taking notes during meetings and generating a prioritized to-do list afterward.

Last week, Mark had suddenly scheduled a weekend meeting. The avatar attended, and afterward organized the meeting minutes clearly, even marking Mark's casual mention of wanting a data comparison feature next week as high priority.

"If we fix the bug today, we can start on the new module next week," Mark said in the meeting.

Chen Mo's phone popped up an AI notification: *Task recorded. Complete bug fix by Monday 9 AM. Send test report to Susan.* *Coordinate new module requirements Monday afternoon.* Chewing the last bite of noodles, he thought, *Looks like I really don't need to go to work for half the day anymore.*

**Chapter 2: A Counterpart at the Department of National Defence**

Wednesday afternoon. Chen Mo's avatar was committing code when it suddenly received a message from a development team at the Department of National Defence. "Chen, can you send me a reference for your data encryption interface? We're building a military budget report system and need similar logic."

The sender was Wang Rui, Chen Mo's classmate from the University of Ottawa, now a programmer at DND. Chen Mo had his avatar reply, "Hold on, let me clean up the comments. I'll send it in 10 minutes." Then he clicked on Wang Rui's Zoom profile. The avatar photo was from last year, but in recent online gatherings, Wang Rui always said he was busy coding and never turned on his camera. Chen Mo grew suspicious. He had his avatar deliberately add a trap in the message: "There's a hidden debug function in the interface. Remember to comment it out, or you'll get a 403 permission error. I've stepped on that landmine before." Within five minutes, Wang Rui replied, "Got it, thanks. Just tested—no errors. Your interface is really clean."

Chen Mo smiled. That hidden debug function didn't exist—he'd made it up. If it were the real Wang Rui, he'd definitely ask which function. But the reply just said no errors, meaning the responder wasn't actually Wang Rui. He directly called Wang Rui's phone. After three rings, a noisy background answered, with the sound of waves.

"Hey, Chen Mo, I'm in Banff National Park. Why the sudden call?" "You're in Banff?" Chen Mo deliberately raised his voice. "Then who just asked me for the interface? I even mentioned a debug function, and you didn't ask which one."

There was silence for a few seconds, then Wang Rui's laughter came through. "Alright, you caught me. I set up an AI avatar last month. I originally just wanted to skip DND's security training, but it turns out it can even understand the code comments for missile systems. What about you? Are you letting your avatar work for you too?" Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, gazing at the snow-covered Ottawa scenery outside the window. "Coincidence—mine has already taken three meetings for me. Can AI really handle DND's work?" "Tell me about it," Wang Rui's voice carried a hint of resignation. "Most of the time it's modifying reports and adding permissions. The work that actually touches core systems never reaches us junior programmers. My AI goes to work more diligently than I do. Last week, it even fixed a hidden memory leak that I'd spent hours searching for myself."

**Chapter 3: An Encounter in Banff**

Over the weekend, Chen Mo decided to catch Wang Rui in Banff. He didn't warn him; he just booked a flight. Based on Wang Rui's social media location tags, he found a campsite by Lake Banff. From a distance, he spotted a man in a windbreaker sitting by the lake, phone propped on a rock, the screen showing DND code. From a Bluetooth speaker beside the phone came the sound of the avatar talking to a colleague: "This permission logic is fine. I've confirmed with the security department—it meets confidentiality requirements." Chen Mo walked over and patted the man on the shoulder. The man turned around—it was Wang Rui.

They looked at each other and burst out laughing simultaneously. "What are you doing here?" Wang Rui muted his phone. "My avatar is still coordinating with a colleague. Don't let it slip." "I came to see how this DND AI agent works," Chen Mo said, sitting down and pointing at Wang Rui's phone. "Your avatar is even more capable than mine—it can recite confidentiality requirements." "It's all from feeding it data," Wang Rui handed him a can of Coke. "I fed the model DND's security manual and the last three years' project documents. It even remembers exactly which data requires AES-256 encryption. Last month, during a security spot check, they praised me for my strong security awareness. But it was actually my avatar answering."

As they talked, they realized their paths to slacking off were almost identical: from having AI write code, to having AI attend meetings, to fully handing over work to AI. Eventually, they discovered that a junior programmer's job really could be perfectly replaced by AI.

"Do you think we're breaking the rules?" Wang Rui suddenly asked. Chen Mo looked at the snow-capped mountain reflected in the lake. "I don't know. But look—our avatars do the work better than we do. No data errors, no code bugs, no missed meetings. If leadership found out, would they want avatars too?" Just then, Wang Rui's phone rang. It was a video call from his team leader. Wang Rui quickly had his avatar answer. On screen, the digital Wang Rui immediately sat up straight and said with a smile, "Hey, Tom, I just finished modifying the permission logic. I'm about to send it to you for review."

Chen Mo leaned against a rock, sipping his Coke, watching the distant mountains. He suddenly felt that maybe the future workplace would truly have two kinds of people: those acting as AI supervisors, and those living life on behalf of humans. And he and Wang Rui were probably among the first to find the balance.