When Qi Yan got up, he felt a little dizzy. He propped up his forehead and realized that this was caused by staying up late.
When he went to the cloakroom to find clothes to wear today, a prompt sounded on his personal terminal. He took a look and allowed the connection.
The person on the other side excitedly said before he could speak: "Qi Yan, I saw the work report you uploaded to the intranet yesterday. You actually restarted project e763? When did you come up with this idea? Not only me, but also Gamiye and Eliza were surprised! You—"
Qi Yan paused while buttoning his buttons and interrupted: "August, I have a headache."
"I understand, I understand. I'll keep my voice down," August managed to calm down. "Are you really going to restart the e763 project?"
Qi Yan's face turned pale, and his voice was two notes lower than usual: "Well, what I studied in Turan happened to be artificial intelligence."
"I've read your enrollment materials at Turan, but you've already mastered everything Turan teaches before you're ten, right? What's there to learn? Don't claim that you got the inspiration from Turan!"
"It has a little influence. This time I went out, I met a lot of different people. They all have their own ways of thinking. Relatively speaking, artificial intelligence seems too single-minded." Qi Yan buttoned his shirt halfway and was too lazy to button it again, so he talked to August about his ideas.
“The Alliance’s existing artificial intelligence is essentially data-driven. It uses a huge database and data mining processing speed to allow artificial intelligence to give the correct response.
Because there is enough data and mining is fast enough, people will have the illusion that "this is machine intelligence." In fact, this is because most people simplify the problem of intelligence into a data problem. In the final analysis, artificial intelligence at this stage is just a miracle created by data accumulation. "
Augustus understood what the prayer meant.
Today's artificial intelligence is still at the stage where humans pre-set the instruction "go to bed at 1 a.m." Under this instruction, as long as it receives the same instruction from humans in the future, the artificial intelligence will follow it, but it actually does not know the meaning of the instruction itself.
He pointed out: "Are you trying to completely change this direction?"
"No," Qi Yan's eyes were like a pool of water under the shade of trees. When talking about his favorite field, he would be very focused. "It can't be said to be thorough. I just wonder what it would be like if the current artificial intelligence could be further developed."
Thinking of the description of Qi Yan as "too simple", August tried to understand: "You want to give artificial intelligence 'emotions' and 'thinking' to make them different?"
Qi Yan, on the other hand, didn’t really care about the results: “Maybe? I can’t foresee the final results for now.”
August was very interested: "If you get satisfactory results in the end, in which field will you use it first?"
"The military," Qi Yan said without hesitation this time, "the military front line, it may be used on starships first."
"Use it on a military starship? Do you want to combine it with the starship's central control system and directly serve as the 'brain' of the entire starship?"
August thought further than Qi Yan. "There is a work report on the intranet. I saw that the humanoid combat mecha is also in the research stage. Because the space source is collapsed, there is no alternative energy source for the time being. But if the energy source is found, your achievement can be embedded in the humanoid combat mecha as the core. Maybe it will have a strange effect, for example, creating a powerful weapon."
"Well," Qi Yan was lost in thought for a few seconds, not sure if he was talking to himself or to August, "I'm just worried that there won't be enough time."
"Qi Yan," August knew that Qi Yan was confusing reality, so he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say or how to comfort her.
As a bystander, he cannot feel the pain of the person involved.
Qi Yan did not allow himself to indulge in this emotion, "Don't worry, this is the project my mother left behind, I will try my best to complete it."
When going downstairs, Qi Yan received a text message from August: "You forgot to register again. When this project was first established, your mother did not name it. Now that you have restarted the project, you need to name the results."
name
He was about to reply when August's text message came back: "Don't call it e763! This is the project number, you can't be lazy!"
Qi Yan had no choice but to delete the two characters "e7" that he pressed.
Naming is too difficult.
Lu Fenghan put the bread slices on the table and saw that Qi Yan was walking nonchalantly, not knowing what he was thinking. His clothes were buttoned in a mess, revealing a large area of cold white skin, and the bow tied near his wrist was still dangling.
He walked over, unbuttoned the wrong buttons that Qi Yan had buttoned, and then buttoned them up again one by one in order. He sighed in his heart, he was indeed a little confused, and his life skills were infinitely close to zero.
Qi Yan stood quietly, letting Lu Fenghan button his shirt patiently, and suddenly asked, "Do you have any favorite nouns?"
"noun?"
"Yes, it can be used to name some systems or models."
Thinking that Qi Yan had made some model again, Lu Fenghan didn't know what to name it. He thought for a few seconds, "Po Jun. In the Earth era, it was the seventh star of the Big Dipper, and it was mainly responsible for weapons and killing. When I was in school, I thought that if I could design a starship, I would name it 'Po Jun'. However, the complex science of starship materials later made me realize that I am not suitable for starship design."
Qi Yan replied to August: "The name is 'Po Jun'."
August's words were full of surprise: "Did you choose the name yourself?"
Qi Yan: "Can't it be a name I chose myself?"
"Impossible, you don't have that level."
Qi Yan decided to ignore him.
Seeing Qi Yan's pale face, obviously he had stayed up all night again and had no appetite, Lu Fenghan had no choice but to give him a bag of peach-flavored nutritional supplements. He took it back halfway through, tore a small hole in the package, and then handed it back to him again: "Drink this?"
Qi Yan held it in his mouth and drank it in two gulps, thus completing his breakfast.
After class in the afternoon, I went to the laboratory. The holographic projection was on. Professor Fu stood in the middle, talking to Ye Pei. When he saw Qi Yan, he smiled and said, "You are the only one missing. Now that everyone is here, come on, classmates, let's discuss this."
Qi Yan sat down at his seat, resting his chin on his hand, feeling sleepy, and his elbows hurt from rubbing against the hard tabletop.
When Lu Fenghan saw him frowning, he knew that his little problem had come back again. Helplessly, he took off his coat, folded it, and placed it between Qi Yan's elbow and the table.
Qi Yan tried it and felt it was very soft, so he propped up his chin and continued to listen to Professor Fu.
"Since the start of the semester, all the tasks you have received have come to an end. New tasks will be arranged in a week. I have made a list of the processing models you need to understand and use proficiently, as well as the knowledge you need to be familiar with and master. I think this will not be a problem for you."
As he spoke, a long list appeared next to Professor Fu, which listed a lot of thesis materials and reference books. Qi Yan took a look and found that most of them were content related to Turan's third and fourth grades.
All the students present were the best in the grade. No one complained that the list was too long. Most of them did not follow Turan’s teaching plan, otherwise Mondrian would not have been able to apply for a patent in his first grade.
Professor Fu continued: "Of course, the contents of the list are too easy for you, so I have left you a small task!"
Ye Pei whispered, "I knew you wouldn't let us go so easily."
"Student Ye Pei is very conscious," Professor Fu said with a smile, "I will send the specific arrangements to your personal terminals, remember to check."
After the holographic projection disappeared, Qi Yan opened his personal terminal and saw the schedule sent by Professor Fu.
Ye Pei sat over, scratched his hair, and said worriedly: "Qi Yan, Mondrian, we are a team of three! Professor Fu is really right? With this level of data, our school's large optical computer can't handle it at all. The calculation level exceeds the limit!"
Lu Fenghan was listening at the side, thinking—it turns out that even the strongest prodigal son in the alliance has times when his equipment can’t keep up.
Each group had different tasks. After reading it, Mondrian continued, "Ye Pei is right. If we want to support this level of data, we need to borrow their 'Tianguang 3' super optical computer from ISOC."
ISCO is the Super Optical Computer Equipment Center, headquartered in Leto.
Qi Yan nodded in agreement: "Well, the peak speed of 'Tianguang-3' is 925432tflop/ms, which is nearly a million computing power per millisecond. It can support it."
Ye Pei raised his hand: "Can you use 'Skylight III'? I have only seen the holographic image, but never touched it."
Mondrian: "The point now is not, how should we apply for the right to use 'Skylight No. 3'? I remember it was very difficult and the procedures were very complicated. This should also be a difficulty set by Professor Fu."
Qi Yan thought for a moment and said, "I can get the permission to use it."
Ye Pei and Mondrian looked at Qi Yan together.
The headquarters of ISOC covers a large area, but the buildings on the ground are not very tall, with an average of only three or four floors. Mondrian had checked the information beforehand: "The buildings on the ground are all built randomly. The 'Skylight No. 3' we are going to use is underground. It is said that the original intention of this design is to prevent the particle cannon from hitting Leto one day."
Ye Pei nodded to show that he understood, but he doubted Mondrian's last sentence: "If Leto is really defeated, the entire alliance will probably be finished."
"That's not necessarily true," Lu Fenghan followed Qi Yan and chatted casually, "If the rebels want to overthrow the Alliance's rule, they will definitely not advance bit by bit from the edge of the Southern Cross Region. After conquering the Southern Cross Region, they will attack the Kepler Region, and after occupying it, they will attack the Messier Region or the Central Region. How long will it take? If I were a rebel, I would occupy Leto in one go, and then bring the Central Region into my sphere of influence. Anyway, the garrisons in the other three regions are very average, and it will take a few years to clean up the mess."
Ye Pei didn't say a few words to Lu Fenghan, probably to avoid suspicion. Although Lu Fenghan followed Qi Yan to the laboratory, he was like an invisible man in normal times. For so long, everyone only knew his last name was Lu.
But since they saw him every day, he was not a stranger to him. Ye Pei felt that what Lu Fenghan said made sense: "Then according to what you said, maybe the particle cannon will really fall into Leto's hands one day?"
Lu Fenghan's tone was his usual casual one: "Who knows, if the alliance front doesn't perform better, it might really be soon."
Ye Pei had a pure scientific research mindset, and she thought about how to upgrade the processing model and how to get data every day. She rarely read the Leto Daily. She was about to continue chatting when she suddenly found that the big screen in the ISOC headquarters building was switching to the news broadcast.
On the screen, the host clearly announced in the Alliance's common language: "... According to the latest news from the Southern Cross Region front, on October 3, the expeditionary base was suddenly attacked by the rebels, causing heavy losses. This is the second time since the great defeat that the expeditionary force has... "
Ye Pei stopped and looked up at the screen. After a long while, he commented: "You are really disappointing!"
Lu Fenghan's eyes were slightly cold, without a smile on his lips: "It's really disappointing."
Ye Pei didn't know why, but she always felt that when Lu Fenghan said this, even though there was nothing wrong with his tone, it made her feel a little cold.
Following the instructions on the map, they arrived in front of a two-story building. The group went in. The hall was empty, with only a service robot coming up to them and saying, "Please scan."
Ye Pei and Mondrian originally thought that Qi Yan would show an application form or a pass, but unexpectedly, Qi Yan simply scanned his personal terminal, and the service robot said: "Information verified."
When the elevator reached the seventh floor underground, Ye Pei still hadn't reacted: "Are we getting in now?"
Qi Yan explained: "My friend applied for long-term permission, which allows him to apply to use 'Tianguang No. 3' at any time. I borrowed the permission from him."
Ye Pei had no doubt: "So that's how it is! Your friend must be very powerful, he actually has long-term permissions here. It seems that only professors in our school have long-term permissions, which makes it convenient for them to process data."
However, Lu Fenghan glanced at Qi Yan and thought, usually when we say "my friend", the "friend" is actually the person himself.
There was still no one to be seen on the entire seventh underground floor. The guiding indicator light led him to a metal door. Qi Yan scanned his personal terminal as usual and opened the door.
"Tianguang-3" is equipped with more than 70,000 light modulators, and the components alone take up half of the room.
Ye Pei couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that if the holographic game we are playing now uses 'Skylight No. 3' as the host, the world in the game will be indistinguishable from the real world!"
“There is still a difference.”
Ye Pei was curious: "Qi Yan, how did you know?"
Qi Yan looked away: "I guessed."
After the novelty wore off, Ye Pei, as the team leader, began to assign tasks and roughly calculated the time: "We will be here for about thirty hours. I brought a lot of nutrients, so it's no problem to double the time. Come to me if you need anything. Okay, let's get to work!"
Their task this time is to decompose, mine and organize a large data packet, and then embed the logic through the processing model to form a correct data sequence. Finally, after importing the entire data sequence into the artificial chip, the robot carrying this artificial chip can answer the corresponding questions.
This is the most basic artificial intelligence process chain.
However, this complete set of operating contents is usually not learned until the third grade. However, Mondrian and Ye Pei did not find it difficult. Qi Yan was the same, and he was studying how to upgrade the processing model.
Lu Fenghan had never come into contact with a super optical computer before, he had only heard of it.
The reason why the First Military Academy was so stingy in every aspect and was extremely poor, unable to even afford a weather monitoring and control system, was mainly because the First Military Academy had spent a large amount of its savings in its early years to purchase a super-optical computer to build a simulated battlefield.
Land, sea and air battles are all fine, but the most difficult thing is space battles. Countless planets, nebulae, black holes, different gravitational forces, cosmic storms, meteorite belts... The space environment is complex and too difficult to build. Only super optical computers can support it.
Coupled with the huge expenditure on subsequent maintenance, the First Military Academy has been in a state of poverty all year round. People are so poor that they have to catch a few fish in the river at the school gate and sell them for star coins.
Lu Fenghan still remembered that when he first took the simulated combat class, every teacher would emphasize that this course must be taken seriously because it simulated a completely real space battlefield. The more familiar he was with it, the greater his chance of survival would be when he actually encountered a situation in the future where he had to drive a starship to defend the stars behind him.
He sat down on a chair nearby, and couldn't help but recall his school days, but found that as time went by, he could not remember most of them clearly, and all kinds of emotions had faded away long ago - including the unwillingness when he lost a fight at school, and the sadness of facing the death of his comrades for the first time after arriving at the front line, all of which were covered up by the years.
His gaze inevitably turned to Qi Yan.
He inexplicably remembered what Qi Yan once said, "Forgetfulness is a gift from fate."
Come to think of it, it is indeed a gift.
Once you focus on something, time passes very quickly.
Lu Fenghan checked on the star network but could not find the specific battle situation on the front line. He simply asked Vincent to give him a detailed battle situation description. He pulled out a star map in his mind as a sand table and began to analyze the reasons for the defeat.
Although he had felt early on that it was most likely the acting commander who led the starship to deliver heads to the rebels, there was nothing to analyze.
Qi Yan and the others also buried their heads in their work.
During this period, Qi Yan also distractedly thought about the structure of "Po Jun" and got some inspiration, so he wrote down a few notes in a very sloppy manner.
In the equipment room, the speed of time was unclear. There were metal walls on all four sides, and even if there was a window facing the outside, it only connected to the underground. The lights were on and never turned off. Qi Yan felt a little sore in his neck, but he had no idea how much time had passed.
Lu Fenghan caught a glimpse of Qi Yan's little movement, walked closer, put his hand on the back of his neck and rubbed it twice.
The skin on the back of Qi Yan's neck is frosty white and feels delicate, with slightly raised vertebrae that make people want to slowly rub them with their fingertips.
Lu Fenghan thought so and did so, but he stopped after only rubbing it twice - he was afraid of leaving red marks on the little delicate thing.
At this moment, a prompt box suddenly popped up on the control screen. Qi Yan took a look at it and frowned.
Lu Fenghan lowered his eyes and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"Someone is hacking into the system and tripping the firewall."
Mondrian and Ye Pei also heard it and were both surprised.
"Who is so bold as to jump the firewall of the ISOC headquarters? Aren't you afraid of breaking your legs?" Ye Pei was puzzled again, "Qi Yan, how did you find out?"
"I have the habit of turning on the background monitoring when I am running data or doing projects. If I encounter illegal intrusion, I will receive a prompt." Qi Yan did not elaborate. After thinking for a moment, he went into the intranet of the headquarters building.
His permission level is very high, and entering the intranet will not trigger a security alarm.
Mondrian and Ye Pei didn't understand what the instructions Qi Yan typed meant, but they roughly knew that it was related to illegal intrusion.
Ye Pei was very curious: "Qi Yan, what's the situation now?"
"Someone is trying to hack into the intranet and shut down the defense system at the ISOC headquarters."
It took Ye Pei a while to react, "Defense system? A defense interception system to prevent bomb attacks?"
Qi Yan nodded: "That's right."
Ye Pei opened his eyes wide, looked at Lu Fenghan, and murmured, "No way, the rebels are really going to capture Leto? Are you a crow's mouth or a prophet?"
Lu Fenghan propped his hands on the edge of the table and looked at the complex characters on the screen. "It's not certain that they will be captured. The chance of a land-based light pressure bomb is higher."
He sneered in his heart. The front line had just suffered a defeat and retreated from Turin to York, once again handing over the seven mining stars to the rebels.
If we keep retreating like this, we’ll almost reach Leto.
It's no wonder that the rebels seized the opportunity and wanted to launch another round of bombing on Leto, thereby deepening the instinctive fear of countless people.
Lu Fenghan twirled his fingers and subconsciously wanted to reach for a cigarette, but finally forced himself to calm down.
The closest Ye Pei had ever been to war was at Fontaine One. She stuttered, "What should we do now? Will it really bomb us? No, we are underground, so it shouldn't be able to bomb us, right?"
"It can't be blown up. There are people stationed in the security center of the ISOC headquarters. The defense system will not be easily shut down. They have reacted now." Qi Yan thought about it, moved his fingers, and followed the traces left by the opponent to chase after the opponent.
This chase lasted a full hour.
Ye Pei and Mondrian saw that Qi Yan had a cold expression and his fingers were typing commands without pause. They were afraid of disturbing him, so they didn't dare to speak loudly and could only communicate in a low voice.
Ye Pei: "Why can Qi Yan build PVC93, speed up the R9-03 model, and now help the people at the ISOC headquarters break the legs of the invaders, but we can only... watch?"
Mondrian: "You know the answer in your heart."
"Alas," Ye Pei sighed, "I wonder if my genes can reach Qi Yan's level after one more recombination."
At the same time, a fierce battle had just ended in the security center of the ISOC headquarters.
A young man flexed his fingers and said, "It's done. I don't know how many people are on the other side. They are as cunning as mice. They jumped more than a thousand temporary stations just now. I almost lost them! It's obvious that they are well prepared."
"If we really lose them, the next attack won't be from the Starnet, but maybe ten light pressure bombs in a row. Once the front line loses, the rebels will come to cause trouble." A typical German girl stretched lazily, "I was so busy chasing people that I forgot to find out the identities of these 'rats'."
The young man who had just spoken suddenly pointed at the screen and said, "No... someone has helped us find out the identity of the 'rat'!"
The two of them looked at the lines of information appearing on the screen, which stated the specific coordinates of the "rat" that had just invaded.
The young man was shocked: "With the coordinates, why worry about not being able to catch the person? But, could this information be false?"
"It can't be fake," the blonde girl pointed to the tower-shaped logo in the corner of the screen, "Look here."
The young man took a deep breath and said, "Did someone from 'over there' pass by and help us? We are really lucky today."
In the equipment room.
Seeing Qi Yan finally stop and start moving his fingers, Ye Pei guessed that he was fine, so he felt relieved and rested.
Checking the time, she took out the nutritional supplement and asked Qi Yan, "I brought some coffee flavored ones, do you want some? They can barely serve as a substitute for coffee."
Lu Fenghan knew that Qi Yan thought coffee was too bitter and didn’t like it, so he refused it for him: “We brought it too.”
Qi Yan was so exhausted from the last hour that his knuckles ached. He didn't want to speak and hid beside Lu Fenghan, being lazy.
After a while, he felt a little hungry again, and he reached out to take the nutrient supplement from Lu Fenghan's pocket very consciously.
After looking at Fengkou twice, Qi Yan tugged at the corner of Lu Fenghan's clothes again. When the person looked down at him, he handed the nutrient solution to him.
Lu Fenghan tore it open in two moves and handed it back to Qi Yan. He couldn't help but doubt himself - if he indulged Qi Yan like this, would his ability to take care of himself become negative