From black technology to super engineering

Ten minutes later, Shen Ruhai came to the third floor of the library with mixed emotions.

Facing Ye Ming who acted nonchalantly, Shen Ruhai struggled for a long time, and finally asked Cao Junwen the somewhat "scary" conjecture just now.

"Ye Ming, is that trumpet brother you?"

Qi and Mo also immediately looked at Ye Ming curiously: "What trumpet brother?"

Ye Ming smiled and shook his head immediately: "I don't have a trumpet, and I don't need a trumpet."

After ten minutes of mental construction, Ye Ming performed very well. He fooled it with a clear answer and said directly: "Let's check the training time first. It seems that the school starts on July 3rd and ends on 20th." No. pick the school seed team?"

"Yes, the school will probably select two teams to participate in the intercontinental qualifiers this year."

Shen Ruhai was skeptical, but after being interrupted by Ye Ming, he quickly returned to ACM: "Although Mr. Chen meant that we can be sent directly to the battle. But if we can't win in the school, it must be embarrassing It's a bit big, and it's hard for Mr. Chen to explain."

While saying that, Shen Ruhai paused: "Don't underestimate your opponents, in fact, many people only show their talent for competition after training camp."

Ye Ming nodded: "It's okay, let's cooperate well during the training camp,"

Shen Ruhai nodded after pondering for a while: "Then you will be directly responsible for getting on the plane."

Ye Ming looked stunned: "Why did I go? Shouldn't this be said after everyone has run in?"

"Because you have fast hands and a high pass rate." Shen Ruhai smiled: "When solving simple problems, fast hands are very advantageous."

"That's right! I support Team Shen!" Qi Yumo smiled and raised his right hand: "Don't refuse, if you refuse, I will expose you."

Ye Ming: "..."

Shen Ruhai was startled: "What old man?"

"It's nothing, I..." Ye Ming looked at Qi and Mo speechlessly, only to see that the latter's eyes were full of slyness and complacency.

——She knew that he was a really fast player who could solve 200 arithmetic problems a day.

He sighed: "I... really have fast hands."

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At 7 o'clock in the evening, Ye Ming brought Peng Xiaofei to Teacher Tang's laboratory at the cost of a meal.

"Boss Tang's laboratory is really big..."

While Peng Xiaofei was feeling emotional, he looked around timidly. When he saw that it was no different from Team RC's laboratory, the guy relaxed: "But there doesn't seem to be anything that can't be touched."

"Teacher Tang's laboratory is computer-oriented, so it's nothing more than computers and circuits. It's just that the specifications are quite high-the computer at your hand has two RTX3090TIs installed."

"Damn it! So stupid?" Peng Xiaofei was taken aback: "Is it fun to play games?"

"It's cool in theory... but practically no one plays the game."

Ye Ming walked to his place as he spoke, and then took out the hood.

Peng Xiaofei's eyes lit up when he saw the headgear full of electrodes, and he walked up to Ye Ming in two or three steps: "Is this the legendary brain-computer interface?"

"It's far away." Ye Ming laughed and said, "Do you want to play?"

"Nonsense, definitely want to play."

"Then you put it on, then relax and listen to my password."

...

After teaching Peng Xiaofei to concentrate and training a few more times, Peng Xiaofei immediately mastered the essence of controlling the robotic arm with his arm, and began to control the robotic arm to complete various actions.

Half an hour later, Peng Xiaofei took off the headgear with still unsatisfied enthusiasm.

"What else can you do other than control the robotic arm?"

"Controlling the robotic arm is the most intuitive, but our next step is to see if we can use the existing conditions to achieve more complex expressions, such as simulating handwriting to express will - the latest progress abroad is through surgical implantation The electrode came to do it, um...including the Musk team who yelled the most."

"It's not very understandable."

Ye Ming laughed: "It's actually easy to understand. It's nothing more than that the human brain will generate different electrical signals in different thinking scenarios. As long as these signals can be read and analyzed, unilateral output can be achieved."

"Okay, you bastard, you put on the headgear first, and I'll take a picture of you—without showing your face, right?"

"Nonsense, how stupid to wear this silicone headgear..."

After Ye Ming finished speaking, he put on the hood and closed his eyes.

After a moment, he raised his hand.

The mechanical arm also raised its hand.

On the side, Peng Xiaofei held up his mobile phone and yelled exaggeratedly.

"My friends, I have controlled the mechanical arm with my mind!"

...

Although this video with no "content" was destined to be short, Peng Xiaofei still cooperated with Ye Ming to shoot it for nearly half an hour.

Or put it the other way around, Ye Ming cooperated with Peng Xiaofei to shoot for half an hour.

It wasn't until Peng Xiaofei's phone rang—a senior from his high school came to him and invited him to go home with him.

So, Ye Ming closed the door of the laboratory after sending Peng Xiaofei away, and then put on the headgear again.

He called out from the bottom of his heart.

"Ita."

"I am here."

"Is the code thinking good?"

"Everything is OK."

"Then you come."

After speaking, Ye Ming closed his eyes and "enjoyed" the numbness of his scalp.

I have to say, this is much better than using that soul extractor.

And on the monitor in front of him, lines of code are being rapidly and automatically generated——at least several times faster than the initial time!

Among them, there are not only the reasons why Ye Ming's brain signal recognition has become more and more accurate after so many days of AI and algorithm iterations, but also the factor that Ita has found the optimal resonant discharge voltage and frequency.

If the "network speed" at the beginning was equivalent to dial-up Internet access, then it is a bit similar to ADSL now.

Ye Ming roughly calculated that according to the current frequency, about 2K bytes can be transmitted per second - although it is much slower than dial-up Internet access, it is enough for Ita to complete the work quickly.

So, in this time of closing his eyes, Ita completed the code output.

"It's done, you can debug it."

"Um."

After fixing the two format problems, the debugging passed, and a large interface popped up, occupying the full screen.

Well, this is very Ye Ming's simple style.

On the interface, there is an input box, followed by an upload button.

Ye Ming took a deep breath and began to replace the headgear with discharge electrodes. After finishing, he began to enter Chinese characters in the input box.

"Hi Ita"

send.

Almost at the same time, he felt a slight tingling sensation from the discharge of the electrodes on his head.

A moment later, Ita's voice came from his mind.

"Got it. Hello, Ye Ming."

Ye Ming smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and took another deep breath.

He dragged a picture into the input box.

Using 2KB/S network speed to transfer pictures is already the most extreme operation he can think of.