From black technology to super engineering

After a day of "doing nothing", He Mo walked to the last room on the second floor of the Brain-Computer Center.

Because of the planning of the building, the shape of this room is a shape with a corner missing. It has been used as a utility room in the past, and it was not until He Mo came that it was vacated and used as a dormitory for her.

After entering the room, she turned on the computer first, glanced at the surveillance outside the door, then took off her jacket, raised her hands high and did a few stretching movements, then raised one leg to the edge of the bed, and did a standard split.

She kept her splits and took out her phone.

"Director Niu, to be honest, the province is really a bit poor."

A hearty laugh came from the phone: "What? Are you hungry?"

"...Be serious, Comrade Lao Niu."

"You're not being serious first." Niu Dejun said with a chuckle, "The state's funding for this year's project to the province has already risen to the level of 985. According to legend, it will increase next year, but you said that he is poor..."

"It's poor. Let's not talk about the broken laboratory building, and the place to live is also extremely tight-Ye Ming himself still lives in the office."

"What's the matter? Don't I also live in the office?"

He Mo: "..."

"Seriously, we are currently evaluating Aita's accuracy in the field of multi-interference identification."

He Mo immediately asked, "How is it?"

"What did you say? Didn't you follow to the computer room?"

Hearing this, He Mo became a little depressed: "Don't mention it, when he went to the computer room, he put on a bluetooth headset and called Aita to upgrade. After that, the AI ​​automatically started the upgrade scan, and even the upgrade code was automatically generated. It... made me dumbfounded."

There was silence on the phone, and after a while, Director Niu gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think this guy is fooling us? He doesn't want to give the code."

He Mo frowned, thought for a few seconds and then shook his head: "It doesn't look like that, he is a person who doesn't lie much."

"Well... pure scientists generally don't lie."

"And I also believe that he is indeed preparing for the classicization of quantum computers, because now he is communicating with Academician Pan's quantum team. By the way, it is said that there is going to build a quantum computer in the Provincial Communication..."

"Haha, why do you want to build a quantum computer in the province?"

He Mo was startled: "Is there someone saying hello?"

"It's good to know. Anyway, you can stay there with peace of mind. If you don't have a job assigned to you, you will take it as a vacation. If there is a job assigned, you will do it well. By the way, protect our genius."

When He Mo heard it, his legs closed like nutcrackers instantly: "Then can I apply for a guy?"

"Wake up, girl."

...

Saying goodbye to Professor Pan, Ye Ming returned to the dormitory.

The school conditions are still a bit difficult.

Although he doesn't mind living in an office, and even likes the life of being able to go to work as soon as he opens his eyes, there are also disadvantages of living in an office-it is inconvenient to take a shower.

You said that summer is fine, you can just go to the toilet and connect a pipe, but what about winter?

"Boss Ye has returned to her mother's house!"

As soon as he entered the door, Peng Xiaofei yelled.

Ye Ming laughed and beat each other's shoulders with Peng Xiaofei and the others, and after saying hello to the neighbor next door, he ate melon seeds by the way.

"Good guy, I only saw you once this semester." Peng Xiaofei sat beside Ye Ming, put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile, "How is it? I heard that the school wants to hire you as a professor."

"Fuck, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Just pretend you are." Peng Xiaofei patted him in displeasure: "If you want to be a professor, I will apply for you as a graduate student."

"……real or fake?"

"Of course it's fake." Peng Xiaofei rolled his eyes at him: "Now I'm a generation ahead of you, so if I become your postgraduate student, wouldn't I be a generation behind?"

"……roll!"

After taking a shower, Ye Ming had another chat with his brothers in the dormitory, and asked about the situation of the RC team. It is said that Professor Chen now has an idea to merge the two teams directly to form a provincial robot team. Share resource.

As the captain of RC, although Peng Xiaofei was a little unhappy, he also knew that this was the best way to achieve results, so he didn't refuse much.

After all, the previous grievances have long since disappeared with the "retirement" of the old players.

Afterwards, everyone chatted about their plans for the future, and they didn't go to bed until it was a little closer.

But Ye Ming couldn't sleep.

On the one hand, it was because he was not used to the sound of snoring facing the bed, and on the other hand, it was because he really had something on his mind.

He has dealt with Academician Pan more than once, and he knows that although Lao Pan is awesome, he is still a bit "pick" sometimes...

The stinging here does not mean that he is reluctant to spend money, but that he has always regarded his quantum computer as a treasure-although the two parties have a "gentlemen's agreement", saying that Academician Pan will make a copy for this side immediately .

But to what extent is it considered a good job... I didn't say it at the beginning.

Therefore, Ye Ming and Old Tang had no choice but to watch the quantum computer over there go straight to 200,000 qubits...

After all, quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes.

200,000 qubits, where is this going?

But I didn't expect... He actually took the initiative to come over today and said that he wanted to get one for the provincial government.

If Lao Pan's "discovery of conscience" is excluded, then the biggest problem is that Lao Pan encountered a problem that he could not solve, or that he could not find his way.

After chatting at night, Ye Ming's conjecture was indeed confirmed.

Because according to the current thinking, they have not developed a system that converts classical problems into quantum computing systems, and even their thinking is a bit blocked.

So, I probably want Ye Ming to give it a try.

...

...

California, Silicon Valley.

A North American Quantum Summit led by the Ministry of Energy, Harvard, Princeton, Stanford University, California Berkeley and other well-known universities, sponsored and participated by Google, Microsoft, IBM, Intel, AMD and other well-known companies is "quietly" held.

It is said quietly because this is an alliance similar to the nature of EUV at the beginning. It is a meeting established regardless of all "allies" to meet the country's priorities and lay the foundation for its country's quantum hegemony.

"Friends, according to Ye's equation..."

The speaker was Professor Hollyn of Princeton University. As an expert in the field of mathematical physics, he was also the first scholar to recognize Ye's equation at Princeton University.

"We can find the following efficient solutions."

Flipping through the PPT quickly, Professor Huo Laien looked at the colleagues in the audience, with emotion and admiration in his eyes: "I have to say, this is an equation that only a genius can think of, although its birth is a little bit exciting. The mystery of Manujin."

Everyone in the audience laughed.

Indeed, they fully believe that this Yip's equation is a stroke of genius, rather than a development based on the accumulation of theory and technology in reality.

"According to this set of solutions, I think we can explain how our counterparts in the East achieved quantum confinement."

Speaking, the PPT showed a design model of a quantum confinement well.

"The amazing thing is that after calculation, I think it can not only confine the quantum, but also show a stronger flocking field effect through the array."

Professor Huo Laien walked to the whiteboard and drew another model with a few strokes of a water brush.

Everyone watched the model in silence until he drew the plasma stream.

"fusion?"

Mom, when I was writing the last sentence, I was so shaken that I almost ran downstairs.