Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In fact, sometimes Lu Zhou feels that in some ways he may be a bit paranoid.

Not all problems are true or not.

It is better to say which kind of answer is correct, but it is a kind of behavior of seeking a sword...

Evening banquets are held in the cafeteria of the Corinthia Hotel.

For this banquet, the hotel not only prepared extremely rich food, but also specially changed the setting in the cafeteria, so that it can accommodate the participants to the maximum extent, and also for these four-year mathematicians. Leave enough social space.

The protagonist of the whole banquet is undoubtedly the winner of the four Fields Prizes.

As a rising star in the mathematics world, they are like a piece of magnet, almost no need to make any representation, as long as they stand in the banquet hall, they will naturally gather around their eyes.

However, as one of the most topical winners, Miss Verapeuyi was not present, and this made many people feel lost.

However, although I was a little concerned about the situation of Vera, Lu Zhou was not in a hurry.

After all, tomorrow morning is her report meeting, and there is nothing to do at that time.

In contrast, the group that is lying in his system space bar at this moment emits a purple, ominous sphere, which makes Lu Zhou feel more concerned.

Void memory?

What the **** is that?

At the entire banquet, Lu Zhou was so absent-minded that when he went to the long table next to the red wine, he was thinking about this thing and he almost hit an old friend...

"Beware, my friend, there are a lot of people here, I don't want to be drunk with red wine."

"Sorry."

"Don't be sorry, the tragedy didn't happen, didn't it?" Professor Fefferman smiled and lifted the glass of his hand. He touched the apologetic Lu Zhou and took a drink and continued. "I feel that you have a snack." ""

After taking a sip of red wine, Lu Zhou looked at him unexpectedly.

"Have it?"

"Of course, including now, when you look at me, I can clearly feel that your pupil is not completely focused on my nose," said Professor Fefferman, looking at the land in a funny and relaxed tone. Zhou, laughing and throwing a question, "Is it because your little apprentice did not come?"

Lu Zhou: "...not."

He admits that he may be a bit distracted because he is thinking about things in his head, but definitely not because of Vera. There is nothing worth tangling about what will happen to you tomorrow. At most, how to answer this question may make him a little annoyed...

Ok, he admits, maybe there is a one percent reason.

But in all the factors that make him distracted, he is definitely only a very small part.

Just when Lu Zhou thought that the old guy who likes to gossip about the gossip would definitely make an unbelief and then continue to ask questions, he didn’t expect him to ask, but he was intriguing to say “Yes?” and then This topic has been taken.

After chatting for a while about the Riemann zeta function, I chatted for a while, which made the mathematics world and Lu Zhou bothered for a long time. At the time of the farewell, Professor Fefferman suddenly stopped and was about to leave. .

"Wait."

Stopped, Lu Zhou turned and cast the sight of the inquiry.

"what happened?"

Professor Fefferman smiled slightly and raised the glass in his hand.

"Congratulations, there is another crown in the collection room."

Lu Zhou: "Thank you."

"In addition, there is a piece of advice outside of mathematics," came to the side of Lu Zhou. Professor Fefferman reached out and patted his shoulder. His face showed a kind smile. "No matter what choice you make, remember. Don't leave regrets for yourself."

"Life is only once for anyone, whether it's an old guy or a young guy, there aren't many opportunities for us to worry."

"The closer you are to the end of life, the more you will find time fair, because it will always be irreversible."

......

The banquet came to an end.

Although I only had a few drinks with my friends, but because there were so many friends, I walked around the venue in the end. Even though it was the metabolic ability that was strengthened by the system, Lu Zhou was also drinking a little.

But compared to other people, he is still good.

Not far away, Krugman and Albert were drunk and drunk in the hallway's aisle. Finally, the waiter went to the lounge to lie down.

Many people in the vicinity are looking at the two men with a black line. Lu Zhou is also a strange face. I don't know how a physicist from an economist mixed in.

After going to the bathroom to wash my face, Lu Zhou felt awakened, then took the elevator back to the upstairs.

Going to the door of his room to stop, Lu Zhou looked back at Wang Peng, said in a serious tone.

"If there is nothing particularly important, don't bother me."

"Ok."

Lu Zhou nodded and was about to close the door. He suddenly thought of something, so he pushed the door open and pulled Wang Peng, who was just about to leave, to continue to marry.

"Correct, even if it is a particularly important thing, remember to call me first."

Wang Peng: "...good."

"Finally, if I hear any special movements, don't worry about me, I am fine."

Probably misunderstood the intention of Lu Zhou, Wang Peng said with a soft cough: "You can rest assured that we will certainly not hinder your private life. It is better to say that if you don't have it, it is even more worrying."

Lu Zhou: "...?"

Going back to the house and closing the door, he walked to the side of the bed and lay down on the boat. He told Xiao Ai to help him pay attention to the movement outside the door, and then he sank the consciousness into the system space.

Standing in a pure white system space, Lu Zhou walked to the holographic screen in the center of the space, and stretched out his index finger to draw a screen on the screen and opened the inventory.

It was no different from what I saw during the day in the conference hall. The group exudes an ominous purple sphere and lies quietly in his inventory.

The smoky tentacles that surround the body are like the antennae of the insects.

"If my guess is correct... this stuff should not be something that can be brought to the real world, but should be used in system space."

Staring at the purple sphere that exudes an ominous atmosphere, Lu Zhou is like talking to himself, whispering to himself.

Suddenly, he reached out his index finger and gently touched the surface of the sphere.

This time, it is not the same as when it is in the hall of the venue during the day.

The touch that climbed up to his fingertips was not an electric shock. Instead, the index finger poked into a sponge soaked in hot water, which made him feel a kind of warmth that could not be said.

There was a faint expression on his face. Lu Zhou seemed to understand what it was and took back the right hand pressed on the inventory.

“It’s not just pain, the temperature feels clearly...”

"Sure enough, this stuff should be a prop that only exists in the body of consciousness."

“And for some special reason, the message can only be read in an environment that is very quiet and at least not interrupted.”

"Otherwise it will trigger something similar to the protection mechanism?"

Thinking so, Lu Zhou would like to go out and set up an alarm to verify his guess.

However, he changed his mind and did not seem to have this need.

After all, the key to revealing the truth is in front of him. I want to know what exactly is in this box. Just open it.

"... Come on, let me see, what secrets are inside you."

With a hint of excitement and curiosity in the voice of self-speaking, Lu Zhou once again extended his right hand and held the purple sphere floating in the inventory.

The warmth and soft touch came from the palm of his hand and quickly spread throughout his body, crawling through his entire body of consciousness in the system space.

Just as Lu Zhou tried to take this thing out of the inventory, unexpected things happened.

The tentacles that wrap around the purple sphere suddenly skyrocket and swell from his fingers.

There was a bad voice in the heart, and Lu Zhou, who realized that he might be playing off, was about to let go, but he saw the soaring tentacles like twisted vines, slid up his arms and quickly took his whole The ideology is engulfed in a dark, gel-like dark...

(Thanks to the friend of the book "sooo_lazy" for the reward)