Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

School of Mathematics, Jinling University.

In the modern-furnished office, an old man with gray hair is standing in front of a life-like hanging picture, staring straight at the person on the portrait, seemingly into a very distant memory.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the office, followed by two soft knocks on the door.

Without looking away from the hanging picture, he turned his back to the old men in the office and said with a dignified voice in a steady state.

"Come in."

The door opened.

A thin, young professor with glasses pushed open the door and walked in.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

The man standing at the door was named Sun Jingwen, and his age was about thirty-four.

As a rookie in the Department of Mathematics of Jinling University and even in the pan-Asian mathematics world, he won the Fields Award at the age of 31, and is regarded as the youngest scholar who is most likely to win the Luzhou Mathematics Award before the age of 40.

At this moment, the old man standing in front of him and staring at the hanging picture was even more incredible.

His name is Qin Chuan. Although he is now 80 years old, he still plays a pivotal role in the mathematical world. When he was young, he won the Fields Prize at the age of 30, and at the age of 40, he won the top honor in academia-the Luzhou Mathematical Award. As a top scholar in the field of mathematics, his research in the field of number theory can be said to be the pinnacle, especially the understanding of group construction method is unrivalled.

Although he has devoted himself to education since he won the Wolf Prize for Lifetime Achievement, he has rarely appeared in top mathematics journals, but many people still regard it as the Luzhou School. Leader.

Beyond that, he has an insignificant identity.

That is the second generation of the "head of the school" of the Luzhou School. Lu Zhou personally passed on the grandson of the great disciple Qin Yue ...

Facing the students' doubts, the old man did not answer his questions directly, and the opaque pupils were still staring at the hanging picture, and he said slowly after a while.

"Do you know who is on the wall painting?"

Looking at the person in the portrait, Sun Jingwen froze a little, and a little confusion appeared in his eyes.

This confusion was not directed at the person in the portrait, but at the problem itself.

"It's Grandpa ... Is there anything wrong?"

Regardless of overseas, at least in the land of Pan-Asian cooperation, this face is not a popular lover, but it is definitely a household name. As a scholar who has advanced the scientific process of the entire world for more than a hundred years with his own strength, as long as he has studied the field, he has left legendary deeds.

Maybe not everyone is in awe, but at least most people are not new to this name and this face.

Not to mention this place in Jinling University.

Every white board and every tile here has witnessed the legend he left behind.

Even now, 100 years later, students graduating from here are proud to have Academician Lu as their alumni.

"That's right," the old man nodded, looking at the hanging picture on the wall, and his dreary pupil gradually fascinated. "That was the most brilliant era of our school and the most prosperous era of academia."

No master after the 21st century.

Not just in mathematics, it has even become a consensus in academia.

Prosperity of an era is by no means the accomplishment of one's might, but the man hanging on the wall has undoubtedly stood at the apex of that era.

Although he didn't want to say such frustrated words as "the building of science has been completed, leaving only future generations", but he has already stood at the top of the academic world, but he can't see a little breakthrough. hope.

Even in the eyes of others, he has made many outstanding contributions over the past 80 years, retiring with glory and success. However, only he himself knew that all his research from beginning to end was nothing but the excavation and repair of the academic heritage left by the ancestors of the Luzhou School.

After living for 80 years, he failed to leave a result that was considered to be groundbreaking, and the pain in his heart was only clear to him.

Many years ago, he exchanged this question with the dean of the Jinling University Faculty of Science, and got a consistent answer-the man seemed to have drained his aura for the next 100 years, and the entire academic world seemed to Fall into a trap of prosperity.

A variety of research results were born in a blowout style, and the number of papers and the growth rate of influencing factors reached new highs every year. There are some outstanding research results among them, but none of them can reach a height comparable to the "Unified Theory of Algebraic Geometry".

The same is true of physics. Since the theory of hyperspace, the field of physics has not been born for nearly 100 years.

Although it is not known what the status of other disciplines is, Qin Chuan believes that this is no accident.

"... His grandpa is his student."

"Every time he says that name, he can't help but bring nostalgia and regret on his face. I have heard him more than once, if he can live two more years, even one year, we face Are not so bad. "

Sun Jingwen frowned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He didn't know what the bad here meant?

Although the glory of the Luzhou School is not as great as it was then, it is definitely not insulted.

Jinling University is still the center of the world's mathematical community, and the land under their feet is a paradise for mathematicians all over the world.

However, even though his heart was full of doubts, he did not interrupt the professor's words, but quietly waited for the old man to continue speaking.

After pondering for a long time, the old man said slowly.

"Are you retreating in the library these days?"

"Yes," Sun Jingwen nodded. "My research on Dirichlet's function has just entered a critical stage. If you didn't call me, I would still be in the library now."

"It seems you know nothing about what happened yesterday."

"Yesterday?" Sun Jingwen frowned. "What happened yesterday?"

"A man ... a man, exactly, who claims to be from 2024."

"2024?" Sun Jingwen froze for a moment, "Is the dormant? This is a long enough sleep."

The old man sighed softly, gazed at the hanging picture on the wall, and said slowly.

"The point is not how long he has been sleeping, but that he happens to be from Mars."

"From Mars ... wait, you mean ... isn't it ?!"

His eyes widened for a moment, and Sun Jingwen looked at his mentor in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

He remembered a rumor.

Or a legend.

Although that legend is only a short line in the history of mathematics, that short line of words has changed mathematics at the beginning of the 21st century and beyond-and even the history of the world for the next 100 years!

The shock in the pupils converged a little, and Sun Jingwen tried to calm himself, but it didn't help.

At this moment, he had no idea whether he was surprised, excited, or shocked and worried after hearing the news.

"... how is this possible, he is still alive? This ... this is too exaggerated."

"I think it's too exaggerated, but he does so, and it's also reported in the news."

The old man was silent for a while, withdrew his gaze from the hanging picture, looked at the student standing by, and continued.

"You and I are all related to the Luzhou School. To this day, this matter cannot be said to have nothing to do with us."

"The meaning of that name is not just a name, it is a symbol."

"Whether he is real or fake."

"I have to meet him!"

...

Just when the entire Department of Mathematics at Jinling University and even the entire international academic community were surging because of the shocking news that "that man is still alive," Lu Zhou himself, who was at the center of the storm, faced him It was an aggressive expression.

When the two groups of silicone finally moved away from his face, he saw a few lines of digital stripes faintly from the black pupil, and suddenly guessed something.

In uncertain tone, Lu Zhou asked tentatively.

"Are you ... Ai?"

"Huh! The host is so smart! Hey. (/// w ///)"

In the black pupil, the abstract digital stripes change the pattern instantly under the mood fluctuation.

It was also after seeing these two lines of text that Lu Zhou was 100% certain that the guy in front of him was Xiao Ai.

After all, it is 100 years later.

Those who still use this old-fashioned emoji can only use old antiques from the same era as themselves.

"Master, in this century of your absence, Xiao Ai really misses you very much ... qaq"

"I miss you so much," Lu Zhou touched his fluttering hair, and Lu Zhou smiled petulously, "Let you wait long."

"Then, you need to eat first, or take a bath first, or play with Ai first. (/// w ///)"

"Let's eat first. I happen to be hungry."

"okay!(????????????)????"

The emoticons in the pupils were still so enthusiastic. I heard that my master was hungry, and Xiao Ai quickly got up from the ground, just like in her own house, and ran into the kitchen.

However, after rummaging in the kitchen for a while, he quickly poked his head out again.

"Master ... there doesn't seem to be any ingredients in the refrigerator. Is it OK to have takeaway today? Qaq"

Lu Zhou sighed.

"I'll do it myself."

Order takeaway land boat will still order.

After all, eating is a top priority. After getting a personal terminal, Li Gaoliang taught him the first thing is how to use the city cloud system to call takeaway services.

About 20 minutes or so, the takeaway was delivered quickly.

The delivery man is not the take-away brother in a yellow jacket and a blue jacket, but a food delivery drone with two pairs of rotors hanging from his head. The food is directly placed on the dedicated drone stop on the windowsill.

In this age, almost every family's windowsill will reserve such a semi-open space. Not just for pick-up and take-out, but some things like express delivery are also delivered to people's homes in this way.

Lu Zhouxi opened his chopsticks and tasted the bibimbap with a sense of excitement a hundred years later.

Although the taste is not the same as before, it is still delicious as always.

Especially the smooth-smoked rice, the crispy and tender meat on the outside, and the cumin powder evenly spread, every bite is full of happiness.

"Speaking of it, what have you been doing this time?"

Sitting with his chin on the opposite side of Lu Zhou, Xiao Ai said happily looking at Lu Zhou.

"Xiao Ai is very good! Apart from doing some tour guide work at the old site of Jinling Institute of Higher Education, I haven't done anything else! (??????????)"

In fact, Lu Zhou wanted to vomit more, why did this guy give himself such a chicken rib function.

To see what emoji it uses, you must stare into its eyes.

However, staring at the girl's eyes intently, Lu Zhou felt a little uncomfortable.

What do you say?

Maybe he is too polite.

But if you ignore those emoji, you always feel a little less.

Lu Zhou: "Is it the old site? So ... the Jinling Institute of Higher Education has moved?"

Xiao Ai: "Well, it was relocated decades ago and the old site was transformed into a tourist attraction. In order to prevent the staff in the scenic spot from discovering that Xiao Ai is secretly using electricity, Xiao Ai is very, very hard! Qaq"

When thinking of disappearing for a whole century, he had no time to leave a word "hidden" with it, but Lu Zhou's heart couldn't help but feel a little ashamed and said embarrassedly.

"Tough work for you."

After hearing this hard work, Xiao Ai with her chin in her hands, a sullen and content smile on her face, she shook her head slightly.

"Hey, you're welcome. It's okay for the host to return. (/// w ///)"

Just then there was a knock at the entrance.

After hearing the knock on the door, Xiao Ai supported the table with both hands, and immediately stood up from the chair.

"Xiao Ai open the door! (????????????) ????"

"Wait a minute, let me do it."

Thinking that the person who came may be a member of the Freezing People's Rights Protection Foundation, Lu Zhou raised his hand to stop the vigorous Xiao Ai.

After placing the chopsticks on the bowl, he pushed away his chair and stood up, walking in the direction of the entrance himself.

However, when Lu Zhou opened the door and saw the person standing at the door clearly, the whole person seemed to be stupid and fell into a sudden.

The lips opened and closed involuntarily, and Lu Zhou subconsciously squeezed a name from the gap between the lips.

"... Xiao Tong."

however……

The next words of that man, however, made Lu Zhou sober for a moment.

"For the first time, I am Lu Xiaoqiao, the director of the Freezing Rights Protection Foundation."

Bowing slightly to the landing boat, the woman in her early twenties standing at the door looked at him with a sullen expression and continued.

"Excuse me ... are you the brother of my great-grandmother?"