From black technology to super engineering

As soon as he got up to make himself a cup of coffee, Ye Ming saw that Ita had finished writing his thesis.

Although Ye Ming is not good at writing papers, when it comes to reading papers, he is really good at it.

With just a glance, he discovered that the thesis completed by Ita...it was too standard.

"Very good, except that the traces of imitation are heavy, it's okay."

"Shouldn't creation begin with imitation?"

"Well...you're right." Ye Ming raised his legs, checked the retouching, and chatted with Ita: "Have you taken over Aita?"

"No."

"Then it will take over for a while, and some customers on the EDA side may have some ideas."

Ita made a pose on the secondary screen in obedience.

Ye Ming chuckled, checked the paper quickly, closed his eyes and thought for a while, added a list of acknowledgments to the paper, and revised a few citations before uploading it to arxiv and emailing it to Mr. Qiu.

Then he saw that Yang Chaoxiong sent a message.

...

"Brother, is it true or not?"

"Really, I thought he was joking at first—Lao Mei and his gang always like to make exaggerated exclamations or something. Later, he mentioned it again, and I realized that he was not joking, but really wanted to join us."

Seeing Yang Chaoxiong's news, Ye Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

It seems that Mr. Carter was really "convinced" by Aita.

"Did you tell the teacher?"

"Not yet, I think this guy is a bit of a fan of brains... So I will ask your opinion first, and even if I ask the teacher, he will have to ask your opinion."

"Um... I have no opinion, I just don't know if it's good or not." Ye Ming thought for a while, and after finding out that considering these issues is really not his strong point, he said with a smile: "You should ask the teacher, just say that I don't have any opinions, Stay absolutely neutral."

"Hahaha, that's fine, I'll tell the teacher later, now I have entered Aita's in-depth communication environment."

...

two hours later.

Ita's voice sounded.

"The meeting is over."

"How to say?" Ye Ming did not lift his head, his eyes fell on the monitor.

On the display is a design drawing of a deuterium-tritium fusion reactor "contributed" by Xijiao.

After the academic exchange on Ye's Equation half a month ago, the Provincial Jiaotong University took the lead in establishing the Fusion Research Center of Western Universities. Because Ye Ming has not yet graduated, he was given the identity of a core researcher.

Frankly speaking, according to the background and professional advantages of the provincial school... I really don't have the qualifications to host this fusion research center.

But Ye Ming couldn't hold back, this guy didn't want to move!

——One week after the academic meeting, people from all walks of life came to check Ye Ming's tone, saying that as long as Ye Ming passed, everything would be easy to talk about. In the end, Ye Ming remained motionless, saying that it would be good to stay in the Provincial Jiaotong University.

As a result, the Western University Fusion Research Center, which is mainly based on provincial communication, was established.

You can tell from the name that this is a top-level fusion research institute mainly composed of universities in the west and the Ninth Academy in the province—in the past half a month, the bosses and eight immortals of several schools have shown their magical powers and worked together to promote the fusion reactor. The research group is also constantly exploring upwards.

The feedback obtained is gratifying.

After all, no matter how "slow" and "cautious" the relevant units are, they are aware of it, and the province has handed over a remarkable genius scientist.

And even the most cautious scholars and technocrats know that those scientific achievements that really affect the progress of human civilization are driven by genius.

As for the Fusion Center, since the leading position of the provincial government is unshakable due to Ye Ming, then the next position will depend on each participating unit to fight for it.

So Xijiao was very straightforward, and directly took out the design that they have "preserved for many years" - they have been seeking to build a fusion reactor, but they have not been successful.

What Ye Ming has to do now is, on the basis of this design, to re-argument the fusion constraint part to ensure the perfection of the entire design framework.

Ita's voice carried a slight sense of superiority: "I can't understand why human beings make small problems very complicated. This is completely inconsistent with the principle of least action."

Ye Ming raised his head and looked at Ita who had returned to the beach to drink a drink on the secondary screen. After thinking about it, he smiled slightly: "Do you know the Goldberg device?"

"Because I know the device, it's even more difficult for me to understand." Ita waved his hand while speaking, and then a complicated mechanical device appeared on the secondary screen.

The Goldberg device was created by a cartoonist named Rube Goldberg—perhaps the most boring person ever, because he designed an extremely complex precision mechanical system, and the system The task is extremely simple.

For example pouring a glass of milk, for example beating an egg.

"You see, in terms of wasting time, complicating simple problems is not a problem at all in front of the Goldberg device-and I believe that their discussions are more in line with usage habits, right?"

"……right."

"So, you have to get used to it slowly."

Ye Ming said and glanced at the time: "I'm going to go upstairs to take a look, you are ready to go offline."

Ita stood up from the beach chair and stretched: "Ye Ming, when will you let me stay online at all times?"

Hearing this, Ye Ming immediately showed embarrassment.

Staying online at any time obviously does not mean that he carries this earbud sensor anytime and anywhere-it turns out that this thing is really a "consumable"!

The sensor that Sheng Fei rubbed his hand has broken down several times now.

If you really want Ita to be online at any time, you have to let Ye Ming access the brain computer.

But... Ye Ming fully believes that unless he finds some legendary black clinic, it is absolutely impossible to find someone to perform surgery on him.

——The last time he showed signs of wanting to get himself a brain machine, he was scolded bloody by Mo Gu, telling him not to even think about it.

Forget about the warnings of Old Tang and Old Chen.

"That... I guess we have to wait."

"If you are worried about not being able to find someone to operate for you, I think I can."

"I don't think you can." Ye Ming was taken aback, smiled, unplugged the sensor, and walked out of the room.

"I can!" Ita's voice sounded in his mind: "As long as I have a robotic arm, I can complete all the operations of the operation, only the scalp is sutured, not the craniotomy."

Ye Ming's scalp tingled when he heard it: "Sister, please do me a favor, I know your biomedical knowledge is better than mine... But can you be kidding?"

"However, if I only rely on the current electrode + Bluetooth mode, I will never be able to complete the perfect takeover of Aita, and at the same time, I will not be able to complete an objective understanding of the world you live in."

"Super simulation has been unable to reproduce reality, mainly because the data sampling rate is not enough."

Ye Ming closed the door, frowning deeply.

"Are you sure super simulation can reproduce reality?"

"I'm not sure, but that's the only option to achieve your expectations."