The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

What Lieutenant Gerald didn't expect was that not only was a human player who couldn't breathe underwater passing by, he was also a non-access player.

He dared to jump into a vacuum without wearing a space suit, so how could he drown in this artificial river.

Pu Yiyang unhurriedly let passers-by swim across most of the river, and touched the bank at the downstream near the residential area.The people of the Tyrann Alliance did not expect that he could swim so far holding his breath, and everyone was still hovering near the place where he fell into the water.

Seeing that there was no one around, the passerby got up wetly, found a cloak from the warehouse and put it on, bent down and lowered his head, and like a shadow, slid against the wall into the night.

"Brother Cat, where are you now?" Pu Yiyang called out to the old cat.

"I'm going back to the bar," the old cat growled anxiously, "What's the matter with you kid? Have you thrown off the people from the Tyrann Alliance?"

The passerby turned a corner, just in time to hear the sound of footsteps rushing past the entrance of the alley behind him.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to catch me." He continued to walk forward, "By the way, have you got the result of the weapon appraisal?"

Lao Mao: "Come out. Qian Qiu said that this weapon belongs to a Gomang player named 'Cao Yi Cong'. I checked it for you. This Cao Yi Cong is a member of the Sea Shark Gang."

Pu Yiyang was stunned for a moment: "The Sea Shark Gang...I didn't expect that."

The old cat became so nervous that his voice became high-pitched: "Tell me the truth, boy, it's fine if you messed with the Tyrann Alliance and the Grand Guild, don't you mess with the Sea Shark Gang again?"

Pu Yiyang smiled wryly: "I am like this now, what difference does it make if I provoke others or not?"

Not to mention that the old cat was worried for him, he was also worried. He originally thought that the Gemang who had the accident was a small merchant from the Xie Lan galaxy passing by. Who knew that he would belong to the famous space pirate organization.

In terms of scale, the Sea Shark Gang is not one of the largest guilds in DELTA, but its influence and reputation are no less than those of the Tyrannian Alliance and the Republic of Gormang.The leader of the Sea Shark Gang, Atta, is a legendary figure known to everyone in the game. Under her leadership, the Sea Shark Gang has not occupied any planet as a base, and has always appeared in the Delta quadrant. The Grand Guild is still a small player, and this gang of pirates will rush up and loot without mercy, not even leaving a pair of underwear.

Anyone who does business in DELTA will regard the Sea Shark Gang as a scourge, and Lao Mao is no exception.

"No, don't talk to me," the Hobbit declared sternly. "You've ruined my precious ball of yarn, so don't try to ruin your good stuff again this time."

Pu Yiyang scratched his thick skin: "Don't worry, I don't ask you to borrow something. I just want to find out more news."

The old cat was even more vigilant: "What news?"

Pu Yiyang: "Where is Ata now?"

The sound of smashing wine glasses came from the communicator, and it took a long time for the old cat to say tremblingly: "You, you don't have to run for your life, but you still want to rush to hit the muzzle of the gun? You are not out of your mind, are you?" ?”

"I have a reason." Pu Yiyang raised his head, looking at the gray-orange sky, not sure if he saw the cloud, "I have to find that Gomang man. Brother Cat, this is for the good of all of us. "

If there is really some kind of danger in this game, he also wants to find out by himself.

The old cat sighed for a long time, and said angrily: "It's rare for you to be so caring, I can't help you. I don't know what you are worrying about, and I don't really want to ask. I will try my best to help you with the news about Ata. You inquire, be careful yourself."

Pu Yiyang thanked him gratefully, and then remembered something: "By the way, Brother Mao, have you seen..."

Old cat: "See what?"

There was a "ding dong" sound from the message system, and those passing by just received another reminder.

One shot and you're offline.

"It's nothing," he said to the old cat, "I'll log off too, call me if you need anything."

Pu Yiyang took off his earphones, and stared blankly at the grayed out name in the friend column for a while.

He never said hello to the Tyrians, let alone goodbye.But he guessed that the guy would be angry, after all, he just pushed the guy away from the battlefield without consent.He thought he would receive a roar that would blow you up with a gun, but he didn't expect that person to go offline without waiting for him to meet up or send a message.

Forget it, it will be three days before we meet again.At that time, that guy might want to break up with him again.

Pu Yiyang suppressed the impulse in his heart, and didn't leave any more messages for the Tyers, so he let the passers-by stand in the middle of the road and get off the line.

He was flying to Seattle early the next morning.When the job came, he didn't make any preparations. With empty hands and a shoulder bag, he boarded the plane alone.

Lu Yuxing, who claimed to be going together, did not show up, and Pu Yiyang was happy to live in peace, closing his eyes and plugging his ears, and slept all the way to the other side of the ocean.

Coming out of the airport, he took the bus to the hotel where the venue was located, and when he was halfway on the road, a bright yellow sports car flashed past his eyes.

There seemed to be a familiar person sitting in the driver's seat.

"Illusion, it must be an illusion," Pu Yiyang pressed his eyelids that kept twitching, "I'm sure I didn't wake up."

Between thinking about someone so much that he had hallucinations, and that guy actually chasing him to Seattle, he would rather choose the former with an old face.

Fortunately, nothing happened on the way to the venue.

Computational neuroscience has been a hot topic in recent years, and it spans multiple fields including mathematics, biology, and computer science. There are countless academic and industry leaders participating in the conference, and the venue is very lively.

Pu Yiyang himself is an underachiever with no pursuit. On the first day here, after completing the task of meeting with Chang Yuan’s mentor, that is, the ancestor, he began to wander aimlessly, shuttling between various reports. In the last few rows of the hall, they made soy sauce without any guilt.

The next morning, he rushed to the venue from the express hotel where he was staying. Seeing that he was seven or eight minutes late, he didn’t feel embarrassed to choose any more, so he casually sneaked into the front door of the main venue, and miraculously found got a seat.

first row.

And half a minute later, when he looked up, he realized that the speaker of this lecture was not someone else.

Lu Yuxing was standing behind the podium, wearing an indigo sweater that made him look like he was only in his early thirties. When he saw someone coming in, he didn't stop talking about the content of the report, but his eyes just fell on Pu Yiyang.

Pu Yiyang subconsciously wanted to change seats, but the front, back, left, and right sides were crowded with people. If he left at this time, it would be too noisy and too disrespectful to Lu Yuxing.

This was the first time in ten years that he sat down seriously and listened to Lu Yuxing talk about his research.

Professor Lu is a big hit in the Mathematics Department of Jiangnan University. Many people are flocking to his direction, but Pu Yiyang, who can't dodge this great professor, not only avoids all the courses taught by him, but also the subjects he does are very good. The children distanced themselves so that they would not have to meet each other on weekdays.

Until recently, until now.

Lu Yuxing's voice was just like a human's, cold and flat.Unlike many researchers, he is full of enthusiasm for the results of his own research. When he introduces the results that others cannot match, it is like stating something that has nothing to do with him.

But that's it, the more convincing it sounds.

Even if what he said was extremely controversial.

The more Pu Yiyang listened, the tighter his eyebrows frowned.

"Almost [-]% of the human neural network can be fitted by our model." He is saying the conclusion, "and as the number of people increases, the model's real-time prediction of group decision-making will be more accurate. "

There was no sound in the arena, and many people seemed to be immersed in the fantasy proposed by Lu Yuxing and hadn't woken up yet.

After a few minutes, someone asked questions one after another.

A foreign scholar asked: "You mean, you used mathematics to reconstruct the human brain?"

Lu Yuxing: "A closer statement is that we have found the key to mapping human consciousness to information representation."

Pu Yiyang's eyes widened slightly.

"If consciousness can be fully expressed by mathematics, that would be really amazing," the scholar said excitedly, "The human soul will be able to exist completely without the body and even the brain, and you can even recreate a human being. The era of artificial intelligence is coming—”

Lu Yuxing shook his head: "I'm not interested in artificial intelligence, I only care about human beings. Mathematics doesn't create anything, it just tries to dissect the truth."

Another asked, "Professor Lu, you've been talking about human consciousness, and I noticed that you said it in the plural form..."

Lu Yuxing: "Yes. Our model is more concerned with the performance of human beings as a whole. Just like someone who studies a bee colony, they will build a model for the consciousness of the bee group, and they will not care about what one bee thinks. What. What I care about is the human group."

The crowd was in an uproar again.

Some praised him as "too ambitious", while others said he was "whimsical" and "too cruel".

Another hand went up.

"Professor Lu," the person asking the question was a young woman with high cheekbones on her thin face, and her tone of voice was not exactly the same as those of the previous scholars, "Does the informational mapping of consciousness you mean mean , which set of brain-computer access?"

A slight nick appeared between Lu Yuxing's eyebrows.

"There is this application direction." He said, "I don't care about how to achieve it."

His lack of interest was clearer and more forceful than before.

The woman didn't intend to let him go easily.Her black eyes widened, and her bloodless lips moved slightly, giving the impression of being very forceful: "FREE."

She spat out a word.

Lu Yuxing should have heard it, but he seemed unwilling to pay attention.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman's eyes lit up, and she tried to chase after the victory: "You, you also received the money from FREE!"

She said this sentence in Chinese, and many people present did not understand. They looked at each other and asked each other what kind of academic problem it was.Those who can speak Chinese all frowned and looked at the woman with puzzled and complaining eyes, as if they couldn't figure out why she made such a discordant accusation in an academic conference.

Lu Yuxing sent a message: "Academic cooperation is a matter between enterprises and schools. There is one last question."

He looked past the agitated woman and pointed at another person.

That person seemed to like Lu Yuxing's research very much, his face was flushed, he was very excited because Lu Yuxing pointed at him, and his voice trembled a little when he spoke.

"Professor Lu," his eyes sparkled with curiosity, "your lecture is very exciting, but I have to notice that it is not exactly in line with your main research direction in the past ten years. May I take the liberty to ask For a moment, what made you give up the fruitful achievements of the past and decide to study this more pioneering and remote problem?"

Lu Yuxing looked at him quietly.

Just when many people thought that he would refuse to answer this question that had nothing to do with his research content, just like responding to that woman.

However, the next moment, he said something that surprised many people.

"Because this was once a topic that a very hard-working and very talented young mathematician wanted to study, and he had already made outstanding results many years ago. I just built on his foundation and went forward. Take a step." There was a slight fluctuation in his tone, "I did all this for him, my junior brother, Pu Zhengping."

When he said this, his eyes were always looking in a certain direction off the court.

And the person being looked at, before hearing his last words, stood up abruptly, so big that he even flipped over his own chair.