The departments at Feige University are quite far apart from each other, and Lin Zimao did not expect to meet Lin Zifeng in Professor Yang's office building today.
What was even more unexpected was that Lin Zifeng and his classmates were quite enthusiastic and took him to their laboratory for a working lunch. Lin Zimao also solved his own dinner here.
Lin Zifeng is currently a first-year graduate student in the Command Department. He is currently doing combat information research with his supervisor. His main purpose is to collect battlefield information, analyze combat methods, and prioritize the best combat methods. They are following the direction of scientific research, and he is not a commander.
Lin Zimao ate slowly and didn't waste any food. The senior student who usually didn't want to eat after eating halfway saw him eating so happily, so she followed his lead and slowly finished her own meal, and then she was definitely full.
Lin Zifeng has always wanted to get close to Lin Zimao. After all, he watched this younger brother being born, and his mother was not bad to him back then.
After dinner, he asked Lin Zimao if he wanted to visit their laboratory. In fact, the place where Lin Zimao was brought in did not allow him to access any core secrets, so it was not against the rules.
Lin Zifeng had also heard a little about Lin Zimao's recent actions. He had been working overtime with his mentor recently and had limited sleep time every day. He had not had the time to ask him what was going on. Now that the problem has been resolved, he feels a little regretful that he could not help.
While showing Lin Zimao around, he asked him, "Why didn't you tell me about the accident?"
Lin Zimao looked at him doubtfully: "Should I tell you?"
Lin Zifeng said, "It's about that Combat Department student Ren Siran stealing your work. You should have told me earlier so I could handle it for you. Sorry, I just found out about it from a classmate a few days ago."
Lin Zimao was very surprised that Lin Zifeng could say this to him, it was a bit unnatural, he had never thought about having an older brother. If he had not met him by chance today, he would not have even remembered what role an older brother played, it turned out that it could be like this.
He scratched his head: "I didn't think of telling you, and this is my own business, anyway, it has been resolved."
Lin Zifeng said: "Then remember to tell me next time."
Lin Zimao nodded: "Oh, okay, I'll tell you when the situation changes."
Lin Zifeng was pleased with his independent character and thought he was cute. He also felt a little regretful. He wanted to ruffle his hair, but was afraid he wouldn't like it so he patted his shoulder instead: "Okay, I'll tell you about the command system we designed. Do you want to learn more about it?"
Lin Zimao asked him doubtfully: "Can you tell me this? Is it a secret?"
Lin Zifeng smiled and said, "It's not a secret in our department, so don't worry. Even if it's said outside, it's nothing. Someone has already published a similar paper."
Lin Zimao looked at these instruments with great interest: "Oh, is it as flexible as a human brain? For example, in a battle, if the enemy's firepower is higher than ours, how long will it take for it to come up with an accurate command plan?"
Seeing that he was interested in the command system, Lin Zifeng introduced it: "It will give the best solution at the time through algorithms."
Lin Zimao looked at it and said, "What if there are a small number of innocent civilians on the other side during the battle? Which option will it choose? Save them or deal with the pirates first? Saving people will inevitably cause some damage to our side, but if saving people loses the meaning of fighting, what is the purpose of its appearance?"
Lin Zifeng laughed in silence at his question: "Your question is really tricky. This is exactly the direction of our research. It is to speed up the response ability in combat."
Lin Zimao: "Actually, what you are researching is almost an all-round command AI?"
Lin Zifeng: “Smart.”
Lin Zimao shook his head: "It's very difficult. There are thousands of possibilities on the battlefield. There are many things that it can't predict. AI can never replace humans. It has no emotions."
A voice interrupted their conversation: "How do you know it can't replace humans? It can definitely command a battle on behalf of humans!"
The man's tone clearly showed disdain for Lin Zimao's suspicion, and even a bit of hostility.
Lin Zifeng couldn't help but frown. The other person was a second-year graduate student with the same tutor, Liang Yuan, their tutor's favorite student.
He was just chatting with Lin Zimao, what was this guy doing
“It’s just a casual chat.” Lin Zifeng was a little pleased.
"Don't bring anyone in. If they mess up the lab's data, can you take the responsibility?"
Lin Zifeng said: "Liang Yuan, I didn't bring my brother to touch the core data, why are you so aggressive?"
Liang Yuan sneered: "I just hope you can bring relevant people into the laboratory. This is not a tourist attraction!"
Lin Zifeng gave him a cold look and said, "Zimao, let's go."
Lin Zimao glanced at the nameplate on Liang Yuan’s white coat.
Liang Yuan raised his voice deliberately so that everyone else could hear his harsh words. Like Lin Zifeng, they were all first-year graduate students so they didn't dare to say anything and were powerless to do anything about it. The atmosphere was quite awkward for a while.
Lin Zimao said goodbye to them without any concern: "Seniors, if your mecha is broken, you can ask me to repair it. I am from the second mecha maintenance class."
This remark caused Liang Yuan to sneer again.
The others waved to him silently.
Lin Zifeng took Lin Zimao out of the laboratory. If Liang Yuan was their mentor's favorite student, they would not have to tolerate him, but he was indeed praised as a genius.
"Can I treat you to some juice?" It was quite embarrassing to be kicked out of the laboratory the first time I brought my brother to the laboratory.
"Okay, I want to drink watermelon juice. I heard that there is a place on the planet Feige where the watermelons are particularly sweet." Lin Zimao didn't take what happened just now to heart at all.
After drinking the juice, the two found a seat in the store and sat down. They were surrounded by students who were chatting or reading, and one or two people were looking at them. There was nothing they could do since Lin Zimao had become so popular recently that it was hard not to pay attention to him.
Lin Zifeng said: "Don't take what happened just now to heart, Liang Yuan has a rather strange temper." In the laboratory, his mother's identity as a member of the Lu family was not very useful.
"It's okay. I don't care about him. But you guys are facing him every day, so maybe it's more miserable?"
“That’s good to know.” Lin Zifeng was somewhat helpless. Instead, he became concerned about Lin Zimao’s recent situation. “When I went back last week, Dad said you had moved out. Are you living with Jiang Xuan now?”
Lin Zimao nodded: "Yes."
"If you feel comfortable, you can live there." Lin Zifeng said, "It's not far from the school."
"It's pretty good at Jiang Xuan's place." Lin Zimao said truthfully. Jiaoyan has become the emperor.
Although Lin Zifeng felt that the following words were a little late, he still had to say: "I'm not familiar with him, but I know from others that he has a rather cold personality. If you are wronged, remember to tell him."
"I will not be wronged, I am telling the truth."
Lin Zifeng really didn't see that Lin Zimao had been wronged in any way. It seemed that he had gained a little weight in just two months.
Lin Zifeng didn't believe it, and seeing that it was getting dark, he said, "Okay, I'll take you back."
"Um."
Lin Zifeng has his own car and directly sent Lin Zimao home. He asked Lin Zimao if he had a driver's license. Lin Zimao said yes. Lin Zifeng said then I will buy you one. Lin Zimao said no, he likes to take the bus to school and wants to keep a low profile.
After sending him home, Lin Zimao did not allow Lin Zifeng, who wanted to go into the house to take a look, to go up on the grounds that Jiang Xuan didn't like others entering his private area too much.
When Lin Zifeng left, he asked one more question: "Is your cat okay?"
Lin Zimao said, "It's pretty good. I'll bring it to you to see next time."
Lin Zifeng smiled more: "I'm leaving first. See you later."
After seeing Lin Zifeng off, Lin Zimao entered the house.
Pepper and Salt were more considerate today and knew to come and greet him.
Jiang Xuan came home unexpectedly early. The lights were on at home, and he was still downstairs, looking down at the communicator.
"Did someone send you back? I saw the bus." Lin Zimao usually didn't go home at this time, and he always took the flying bus.
Lin Zimao pinched his salt-and-pepper cheeks and said, "Brother, I happened to meet you this afternoon."
Jiang Xuan quietly closed the new post on the forum that seemed to indicate that Lin Zai had a new relationship.
Okay, he's fine.
Lin Zimao opened the communicator while rubbing his pepper salt. There were more messages on his social account. Guo Xingwei actually took the initiative to apply to add him.
His application was approved.
Guo Xingwei sent several messages at once.
Guo Xingwei:
[Lin Zimao, this Saturday night is Cheng Chen's birthday. He invites you to attend his birthday party. Do you want to go?]
[You can't not go. I said if you don't want to go, you won't go.]
[Anyway, you have to go. If you like Cheng Chen, you have to help me.]
Lin Zimao glanced at Jiang Xuan and replied slowly:
[I don’t know why he invited me.]
Guo Xingwei:
[I took the initiative to offer to take you there. [Screenshot of the conversation] Did you see that? ]
At the same time, Lin Zimao received a friend request from Cheng Chen.
Lin Zimao hesitated for a moment, then looked up and asked Jiang Xuan: "If Cheng Chen adds me as a friend, will he approve or reject me?"
Jiang Xuan was setting up the deep cleaning function of his home robot and thought he had misheard: "Who added you?"
Lin Zimao fell on the sofa again: "Cheng Chen."
Jiang Xuan swiped his hand and clicked "yes" instead of "no", and had to start over with the program he had just set up.
Lin Zimao clicked to accept.
Cheng Chen sent him a shy expression:
[Lin Zimao, hello, I have a very good friend who wants to meet you. Saturday is my birthday, can you come and play?]
Lin Zimao softened his voice and said, "He has a friend who wants to meet him. Should I go or not? Senior Jiang Xuan, can you give me some advice?"
The senior took a deep breath and said, "Go if you want."
Lin Zimao asked him again: "Are you going or not? Cheng Chen is your friend, right?"
The senior student said again: "Let's go."
Lin Zimao: "Then I feel relieved. If you go, I can go too."
Senior Jiang Xuan was puzzled: "Huh?"
Lin Zimao reminded him: "There are three rules."
Senior Jiang Xuan: “…”