Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 874 Communication through the air
Zhou Rui stretched out his hand and tried to pick up a yellowed manuscript
But I was worried that something that was decades old would be so fragile that it would break if touched.

Mr. Sun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I still have some experience in maintaining 'old books'."

Zhou Rui took out the top one and wiped away the non-existent dust.

It clearly reads: "Thinking about the lunar base, and a reverie about lunar fortifications."

He took out another book and wrote: "The advantages and disadvantages of electric vehicles and internal combustion vehicles, and the design of motors and transmission mechanisms."

Zhou Rui felt dazed for a moment. Shouldn't these things be what people think about nowadays?
But look at the dates, they are 1980 and 1991.
Mr. Sun seemed to be lost in memories and said: "The things inside span a long time span and I made the cover myself."

"Don't worry, there are no confidential documents related to national projects here. Most of them are Qian Lao's 'essays' and 'random thoughts'."

Zhou Rui nodded solemnly and said, "Mr. Sun, this gift is too valuable."

Sun Jiadong stood up straight, and his slack eyes turned into crescent moons again: "Not at all. It's just for you. It's just right."

Because there were too many, Zhou Rui couldn't look through them on the spot, so he solemnly put them back into the old box for the time being.

"Moreover, Mr. Qian also has the ability to 'extrapolate by analogy'. I remember when the country wanted to build a nuclear submarine, but the technical problems could not be solved for a long time. Some people said that we should ask Mr. Qian. Many people thought it was unreasonable. How could a rocket man do this? Even though he could build a nuclear submarine, I was afraid that Qian Lao would be in trouble, so I advised him not to get involved. "

However, it was already very late, and Zhou Rui noticed that his wife Sun was in very poor health, even standing up was difficult, and there were some medical equipment in the bedroom with the door ajar.

"How many days will Mr. Zhou stay in Beijing? Let's have dinner together tomorrow?"

Afterwards, Zhou Rui, Gan Yuan, Mr. Sun and Mr. Sun sat together for a while.

But even so, he was still accompanying Zhou Rui outside and kept looking at Zhou Rui. It seemed that this family had not had such a young guest for a long time.

Considering the old man's health and energy, Zhou Rui took the initiative to stand up and say goodbye around 12 o'clock.

In the old courtyard, Mr. Sun walked all the way to the car.

"No matter what the problem is, no matter what the field, as long as it is presented to Mr. Qian, even if it is something Mr. Qian is completely unfamiliar with, he will be able to put forward the key issues to the point, as if he can 'strip out the cocoon'."

Zhou Rui exhaled a breath
Mr. Sun seemed to have opened up his chat box and seemed to be reminiscing about Mr. Qian, but in fact he was also reminiscing about his younger self.

Zhou Rui's fingertips moved slightly.

The older generation of scientists have strong ideas and do not like to be referred to as "masters and apprentices" in the old days. Instead, they are all called "comrades". Even when Mr. Qian and he wrote letters, they called him this way, but in fact, Mr. Qian is Mr. Sun's A guide is indeed a master and a disciple.

From Dongfanghong-45 to Beidou satellites, he has personally designed as many as satellites, and has assisted and guided countless others.

"But in the end, Mr. Qian really took the lead in designing our first nuclear submarine. I knew it best at the time. Mr. Qian also learned many things now, but he was even better than the submarine experts who returned from studying in the Soviet Union. However, in the end he kept pushing back If I just give advice, I don’t hold any position.”

Mr. Sun talked about some interesting things from that year.

In addition, he is also a rocket expert and participated in both Long March 1 and Dongfeng 1. However, during the latter period, he was just one of countless ordinary young people. It was also from that time that he was valued by Mr. Qian.

Mr. Sun said with emotion: "I have seen many dazzling figures back then, but whether I personally, or within the entire organization, and the entire team of scientific researchers, they all think that Mr. Qian is in the 'only category', no matter how many people there are. Even geniuses have to succumb to it.”

Zhou Rui and Gan Yuan looked at each other and could only say truthfully: "The plan is to leave tomorrow."

There was a bit of disappointment in Mr. Sun's eyes, but he still nodded and reached out to pat Zhou Rui on the back:

"Let's go and do our own thing. Old men shouldn't waste young people's time." On the way back, Zhou Rui held a yellowed manuscript in his hand and read it carefully under the dim light in the car.

Gan Yuan looked curious. She also wanted to know what was in the manuscript left by the famous "Qian Xuesen", and asked softly: "Boss, what is written on it?"

Zhou Rui stared intently, with surprise in his tone: "The thermodynamic properties of ionospheric gases and the interference with supersonic aircraft."

Gan Yuan: "Ah?"

Zhou Rui couldn't help but lament that when spying on giants, there is always a feeling of confusion in time and space.

It is true that Zhou Rui knew that Qian Lao's earliest research direction was "supersonic aircraft", and that was in the 50s! But after returning to China, considering the country's weak industrial base, it was Qian Laoli who rejected the mainstream idea of ​​"building airplanes" and replaced it with building missiles. He was able to seal his own achievements.

But decades after returning to China, how could I not have some relevant ideas? It is estimated that many of them have been accumulated in these seemingly worthless "manuscripts".

I briefly browsed through it before and found that the contents of these manuscripts are very mixed. Some are "essays", some are "calculations", some are "design sketches", and some can even be considered simple "papers".

Contains a large number of Qian Lao's "unrealistic" or "untimely" thinking sparks.

It was by no means "unimportant" as Mr. Sun said, and it even inspired Zhou Rui a lot.

Inexplicably, Zhou Rui felt that the boxes in the trunk were heavier.
Zhou Rui thought for a while and said: "I have no experience in maintaining old books. You can check it out for me later and figure out what to buy and how to store it. If you need to build a separate constant temperature and humidity room, it is not impossible. By the way, Let’s make a photocopy first after returning to Shanghai.”

Gan Yuan nodded and wrote it down in her notebook.

Back at the hotel, Zhou Rui sat alone in front of the window, carefully reading the manuscript, which was a completely new area.

It reads “Prospects and Risks of Artificial Intelligence.”

The time is 1991.

This is not a rigorous paper, just some random reflections, but the ideas in it are very interesting.

"Artificial intelligence should focus on 'human-computer integration, people-centered', allowing intelligent computers to be integrated into people's work rather than replacing people's work."

"At first, we should lower our expectations and carry out a 'shallow level, cooperative' combination, and then gradually develop into a 'deep, evolutionary' combination. This evolution must be the evolution of 'humans', not the evolution of 'computers'." , perhaps reaching the level of 'human-machine fusion': with the help of computers, people can evolve into 'supermen'."

"I thought that if there is evolution, it must be people and not machines. However, with the current rate of progress, I am afraid that we will not see it until the second half of the 21st century. I am really curious about what a 'Superman' feels like and whether he can see the universe. , if you look at the microcosm, does it count as an immortal in our culture? Are my thoughts just random?"

Zhou Rui's fingertips traced the paper, and it seemed that he could still feel the joy and imagination that Qian Lao had when he wrote.

He couldn't help shaking his sleeves, and the "little shower head" entrenched inside came out, condensing into the shape of a "little plant protection vehicle" in Zhou Rui's palm
Zhou Rui whispered to himself: "When it comes to integrating it into human work, 'machine intelligence' is really more reliable than 'artificial intelligence', but 'human-machine fusion' is not very applicable. Of course, the evolution that Mr. Qian talks about, Obviously not the evolution of biological concepts, but the evolution of sociological concepts.”

"Compared with the ancients, today's people seem to know astronomy and geography from the top. If, as Mr. Qian said, a "superman" can look at the universe and see the microcosm, isn't that evolution?"

It’s really interesting to communicate with geniuses decades apart
While he was sighing, suddenly, the small showerhead in his palm raised his head.

The big eyes looked towards the ceiling and widened.

According to Zhou Rui's settings, this action means that it is controlling other smart devices.

Zhou Rui also looked at the ceiling
The next moment, the little shower head said:
"The highest authority, garbage, is crashing into the 'Southern Gate'."

(End of this chapter)