Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Qi has rarely appeared in front of Chen Youjia in the past few months. Except when Hu Bushue was discharged from the hospital after recovering from her injury, Wang Qi went to congratulate her and visit You Mengran, who was still seriously injured. And except when he was discussing mathematics with the two Xiaoyao masters, Chen Youjia rarely saw Wang Qi appear.

This guy... When did he reach this level of cultivation?

Wang Qi seemed to be unaware. He first glanced at the sky and found that it was still early, so he shook his head and sighed: "We have to wait a while, now is not the time to show off."

Chen Youjia felt that something was missing in his heart.

... Why is this guy so stupid in his conversation? Why does he lose all his temperament when he opens his mouth?

Wang Qi lost his momentum and calmed his mind. The mysterious and mysterious aura that seemed to be a secret of heaven disappeared, and the whole person returned to his usual casualness and agility - perhaps it can also be called funny.

Wang Qi then realized that Chen Youjia was also there, and greeted her with a playful smile: "Hey, junior sister."

"Finally correct it, senior sister." Chen Youjia returned to her expressionless state and asked: "What's wrong, is there any result?"

"In theory, I am sure." Wang Qi smiled and said: "Although I dare not guarantee it, I am sure after all - at least it is better than the Shenjing Criminal Law Department."

Chen Youjia nodded silently. Well, she hasn't gone completely crazy yet, and she knows to drag someone down with her to ridicule.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qi's next sentence was: "I plan to go for a walk tonight!"

Chen Youjia said woodenly: "Oh."

It's better to let this idiot hold on to his hope and hit the wall...

"Junior sister, you have to do me a favor!"

"Oh... wait a minute?" Chen Youjia was surprised: "Why do you involve me?"

Wang Qi smiled and said: "I thought about it. I found that Chen Feng is right. Being a good person is much more interesting than being a bad person."

"Uh... does this have anything to do with what you said?"

Wang Qi nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, I decided to have a good time this time... act, understand this matter as a knight!"

Chen Youjia's face was almost unbearable: "So?"

"Come on!" Wang Qi pulled Chen Youjia into his room without saying anything, and then pressed her to his desk. There were many external-type magic bases on Wang Qi's desk in a mess. Chen Youjia knew that this was Wang Qi's hobby. And in the middle of a pile of external-type magic bases. There were two belts that looked exactly the same.

Wang Qi stared at Chen Youjia: "Can you lend me your power, Junior Sister!"

"What are you going to do?" Chen Youjia was very alert.

Wang Qi pointed at the two belts triumphantly: "As long as two people wear it, the souls can communicate seamlessly, and the bases can also communicate with each other!"

The cultivation method has not yet been fully digitized, and many key calculations are incompatible with existing mathematics, so they cannot all be replaced by calculators. But according to Wang Qi, this belt allows one person to use another person as an external base. Plus the slot on the belt. It's simply amazing. Before the external golden elixir was invented, this was definitely the strongest plug-in for foundation-building cultivators.

To this, Chen Youjia replied: "This sounds stupid! Why do you have to use this kind of thing in battle?"

Wang Qi shook his head, saying "You don't understand": "Men always have a few handsome heroes in their hearts. This is sentiment."

"No means no! Your own strength is enough! If you want to go crazy, go crazy!"

Seeing that the negotiation failed, Wang Qi did not force it, and left the house humming an unknown little song.

After Wang Qi left for a long time. Chen Youjia looked at the small bowl in her hand and whispered: "What on earth am I here for... this idiot."

She put the bowl heavily on the table, but found that under a pile of external type law bases and a belt, there was a book.

Or rather, a very thick notebook.

"About probability, chaos, nonlinearity and the like".

Wang Qi walked to the street. Today is the Lantern Festival, the Lantern Festival is in full swing, the curfew is lifted, and the emperor and the princes all go out of the palace to have fun with the people.

Alone. Wang Qi, who stood in the crowd without enjoying the scenery or playing, stared at the crowd with empty eyes. He looked out of place.

However, Wang Qi looked at the crowd differently.

After several months of calculations, his understanding of mathematics changed, and this change was accumulated by his soul into the flow of magic power. It even left traces on the magic base. At this time, he was no longer a crowd.

It was just a bunch of individuals moving in disorder.

"Jarvis." Wang Qi gave an order: "From now on, block all communications and messages for me. In addition, send a calculation application-the idle computing power I rented at twice the price has not expired!"

"Yes, sir."

The world in Wang Qi's eyes began to digitize.

Chen Youjia had finished flipping through the booklet. She felt that something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't get it out until she vomited it. The girl looked around and found a white jade plaque at the head of Wang Qi's bed. She remembered the portable calculator that Wang Qi used at the beginning.

So, she issued a command: "Jarvis, are you there?"

What Wang Qi saw was the superposition of virtual and real. The immortal civilization of Shenzhou never thought of inventing a "screen" because illusion was enough. This made augmented reality technology used here very early.

In the past, countless moments before and after the killer appeared overlapped with the real streets.

People are walking and influencing each other. This seemingly disordered movement has no secrets in Wang Qi's eyes. He cannot accurately predict a person's precise movements, but he can always maintain a very high accuracy rate when predicting. ,

However, they are just a variable in this calculation system.

Many thin lines extend from the murderer's crime scene. That is the path, the possibility of all actions.

Although the length of these paths is within a certain range, the specific length is uncertain, and the direction is also uncertain.

However, its length and direction are always related.

Then, the possibility of moving as a victim is also marked with a red icon, spreading from the crime scene. In addition to the crime scene that was finally determined, everything is probability and statistics.

The virtual ribbons are entangled and influence each other.

Uncertain aggregates, the existence of probability.

"This is a system, a system full of uncertainty."

"There is a connection between variables, but it cannot be determined."

"The only thing that can be determined is that the possible location of this guy does change with time."

Ignoring the surprised eyes of the crowd, Wang Qi laughed on the street and said, "It's time to show the real technology."

In that virtual city, virtual dimensions are being generated.

The dimension of the street, the dimension of the pedestrian flow, the dimension of the victim, the dimension of the murderer, the dimension of speed, the dimension of time, the dimension of possibility... The city is collapsing and deforming, becoming something that is more convenient to calculate.

An incredible but complete space is taking shape. Its body is in a virtual position, in an impossible position, but it is like a monster, entrenched above the image, looking down on this real city.

It is not Laplace's demon, not Bai Ze. It exists based on probability and nonlinearity and will never make an absolutely certain and accurate rehearsal.

"It's been a long time since I saw this algorithm." Wang Qi took a step forward, and countless possibilities were born and died in the virtual world.

A mathematical tool used to deal with changes in another complex system, the Hilbert space painting. (To be continued ~^~)