Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In fact, when Perelman asked why he was not involved, Lu Zhou didn't finish his words.

In addition to not being able to spare time, another reason is that he intends to leave this opportunity to others.

In fact, halfway through Chen Yang's writing, a complete blueprint had basically surfaced in his head. When Chen Yang fully displayed his ideas on the whiteboard, he already had a basic idea of ​​how to solve this problem.

Not that he was bragging, but since the level of mathematics has been raised to LV10, his intuition for mathematics has basically reached a level of extraordinary sanctification.

The most intuitive change brought to him by level LV10 is that no matter how abstract and complicated the mathematical logic is, in front of him, as clear as black words written on white paper, those who can wipe out scientific research dogs The problem of tons of hair was in front of him, as easy as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

However, the achievement of one person alone cannot achieve the prosperity of the discipline of mathematics.

Solving problems is not the ultimate goal of mathematics. On the way to solving problems, new methods and new theories are constantly emerging, and they continue to penetrate into the essence of the universe—a law that can make the world appear in front of the eyes.

If everything is solved by him, many people may thank or even adore him, but it may not be a good thing for the entire civilization.

Everything has its objective law of development. Explosive growth can bring leaps and bounds of progress in a short period of time, but if such leaps create faults between generations, it may lead to the development of mathematics as a bottleneck. .

This is exactly what Lu Zhou used in the 40-page essay to give a series of 5 conclusions that he believes the large probability is correct, but did not give a detailed proof of the generalization steps.

How to prove them should be something for posterity to think about.

The hair that should be lost is still lost.

Suddenly, Lu Zhou now believes something. Perhaps when he wrote Fermat's Last Theorem, Fermat really thought of a clever proof method.

As for why it was not written on the spot, but left to Wiles three and a half centuries later ...

It may be from the same feelings.

Regardless of the reason, Lu Zhou believes, at least not because of lack of space.

...

Since entering December, the weather in Jinling has become colder.

Drinking steaming coffee from the assistant, while sitting at the desk at the boat Lu, while watching the latest developments in the international physics community, he couldn't help feeling his heart.

In the past few years, the face of the Chinese mathematics and physics community and its position in the international academic community have changed rapidly.

He wondered, why did he have to get half of this credit?

Just then, the door suddenly opened, interrupting his thoughts.

The familiar voice floated over from there.

"Niubing! Brother Lu."

Hearing this brother and sister, Lu Zhou looked up subconsciously, unsurprisingly, when Brother Luo was walking towards him with a smile, he said.

"I heard you made another big news recently?"

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Okay, it's not big news."

"Don't be modest. Before I came back from Shanghai, I heard a few physicists discussing how to extend your theory to the field of high-energy physics. Especially in the field of string theory, I recently brushed the literature. At that time, I saw a lot of opinions, saying that the unity of numbers and shapes may provide a new mathematical interpretation method for string theory. It is said that someone has done it at Stanford University. I did a bit of research to find out ... hey, really such a pity."

Lu Zhou: "... What a pity?"

"If it wasn't for the IMCRC's work that took up too much of my time, I intend to study this subject." With a slight sorrow on Luo Wenxuan's face, Lu Zhou glanced resentfully.

After being looked at it for a while, Lu Zhou only felt that the chicken was kicked off the ground.

Thanks to the fact that he wasn't drinking coffee at the moment, otherwise he would have to spray it on the computer.

But to be honest, Brother Luo's complaint is not without reason.

Since the last ribbon-cutting at the IMCRC headquarters in Shanghai, Lu Zhoushun has handed him the post of secretary general of the IMCRC, and he has basically been **** in Shanghai.

Although this year has been a lot of clean, but think about it, it is really lonely without such a living treasure that loves to be in the door.

Staring at the keyboard for a while, Lu Zhou said suddenly.

"I plan to build a physics institute in Africa."

Brother Luo's footsteps stopped.

"... No, Africa?"

Lu Zhou: "Yes."

Luo Wenxuan frowned. "... Is there any soil for physical existence?"

"I don't know," Lu Zhou sighed, his expression a little sullen. "But it is because there is no soil for physical growth that irrigation is even more necessary. We are also engaged in scientific research as part of this society. This is not a response to the Silk Road Is it a strategic call? "

After a pause, his gaze fell on Brother Luo's shoulders and he spoke earnestly.

"In order to make the flowers of physics fill the world, and to allow the seeds of physics to sprout in the countries of the third world, I intend to let you be the dean of this third world college of physics."

For a moment, Brother Luo's original grinning expression suddenly collapsed as if a bitter gourd was stuck in his mouth.

"Don't, big brother, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, just tell me, I don't want to go to Africa."

Han Mengqi, who was reading next to him, didn't hold back a nap, and put his forehead on the table, his shoulders shaking constantly. He Changwen managed to hold back and didn't laugh, but still accidentally hit the pen cover on the ground, and he bent down for a long time and didn't get up.

Looking at Luo Wenxuan's expression of embarrassment, Lu Zhou smiled happily and said with a cough.

"I'm just kidding, let's be active ... Speaking of it, why are you coming back from Shanghai?"

"The completion meeting of the Hadron Collider is about to begin. Am I not coming back to report on my job? I thought of coming to see you the first time. You sent me to Africa. It hurts me!"

Looking at Brother Luo shaking his head and sighing, Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly.

This can't blame him.

If you blame it, blame you for being cheap and selling well.

Seeing that Lu Zhou had not spoken for a long time, Luo Wenxuan couldn't help but play some drums and asked in a low voice.

"... It wouldn't be true to go to the African Institute of Physics?"

Lu Zhou rolled his eyes: "What do you say?"

Luo Wenxuan coughed and said, "I'll just treat you as a joke ..."

I was just kidding ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When I went to Africa to open the Institute of Physics, we might as well arrange him as a zoo director.

Shaking his head in his heart, Lu Zhou mourned for a second for Brother Luo's poor sense of humor.

Although this guy usually carved a bit of sand, he was unequivocal in his work.

At least so far, Lu Zhou is quite assured of his efficiency.

The construction of the lunar hadron collider is mainly under the responsibility of the Lunar Orbiting Commission. As long as the IMCRC side does not hinder it, it is basically sunny.

So far, Brother Luo has not given him any trouble, and he has arranged the cooperation of all parties properly. Lu Zhou is quite satisfied.

"... I am going back to Jinling this time to deal with the school side, and the second is to report the situation to you. Here are some documents that you need to look at. If you are OK, you will sign the letter." The document was thrown on the desk, Luo Wenxuan glanced around, "Speaking of, Assistant Kong?"

"Leave a leave today."

"Are you off?" Luo Wenxuan said with a look of surprise on her face, "Oh, that's okay, I'm really sorry."

Looking at Brother Luo's face without knowing whether it was true or false, Lu Zhou shook his head in his heart.

This guy hasn't given up yet ...

Maybe it is true love.

Seeing how the prodigal son looked back, Lu Zhou couldn't help but think of matching the two of them.

Of course, he just thought about it.

Brother Elo's martial arts, if he really matched the two of them, what would happen if that time?

Isn't this an accomplice to the scumbag?

Sure enough, the emotional thing, let it be.