Five hundred and fiftieth chapters mica body (twenty-nine)
It seems that under the calm and natural expression of bald Jeff, his true mood is not very beautiful. His voice and speaking speed are increasing. Herman who comes to him is more like a target for spraying.
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Fortunately, Herman's sacrifice was still worthwhile. After a series of spouts, Bald Jeff's mood calmed down slightly, his eyes passed over the ghosts in the virtual reality, and his tone became slightly gentler:
"A gentleman just now said it right. The same level of artificial intelligence requires a huge material foundation and data scale from cultivation to output.
"In the rules we know, this is a price that must be paid. If we can't see the supercomputing, dedicated transmission lines and power plants we should have around Ronan, then we have to find a matching one.
, a substitution that can withstand comparison and measurement.
"Of course it can be a brand new, revolutionary system. If Ronan really comes up with these, as a scientific researcher, maybe I will worship it. However, the system that I 'worship' will never
This is the current set!"
After all, Herman's face didn't look good, so he forced himself to reply: "Those formulas..."
"Formulas? Most of them are empirical formulas, and the repetition rate is less than 5%. Mr. Herman, can you deduce the current mathematical system of the earth from 5% of the empirical formulas in a limited field?
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Hermann shrugged and stopped talking completely.
But among the other participants, there were those who were "full of righteous indignation": "According to your statement, if what Ronan said is all to fool people, how can we cooperate with him or have a tacit understanding? Directly inform the world
, expose his tricks and ruin his reputation!"
Bald Jeff twitched his lips: "Oh, I forgot to mention. Empirical formulas are also formulas, and specific applications are specific applications. The specific configurations Ronan talked about are really useful in practical applications.
"For those with abilities, their extraordinary power itself is not very sophisticated, especially the activities of consciousness, which have a high error tolerance and strong adaptive correction capabilities. I believe that as long as you have the courage, attentiveness, and a little more luck, try to imitate
, adjust and adapt, and realize the full interference of material and spiritual things, some people can still use some of the examples in real practice. In this sense, it is not an exaggeration to say that Ronan’s teaching today was extremely valuable.”
Some people couldn't help but roll their eyes: "You can tell me the truth and the irony. Since it can be applied, why can't we apply these and use the probability to 'burn' out the sand demon? Once one is successful, the subsequent successes are still far away.
?"
"Sir, I understand what you mean. Of course, the possibility of throwing up a handful of sand and falling down and turning into a 'sand demon' exists. What's more, Ronan's more than two hours of open classes before were also cut off for us.
A lot of meaningless routes, isn’t it?”
The smile on Bald Jeff's face became deeper and deeper: "Using probability to bet on success, it may be the 10 billionth one, but it may also be the first one. Well, for any project, a feasibility study report must be done. If it is done by
If I were drafting it, I would probably write: Investors, please prepare to invest in the next Deep Blue, okay?"
The person who raised the issue was stunned for two seconds and became increasingly dissatisfied: "You are alarmist!"
"No, it's just that I think there's something wrong with the frame of reference you chose. The Sand Demon is something we don't understand. It probably involves spiritual research, so it's difficult to make a conversion. We'd better find a purely material equivalent.
, such as the supercomputing and power plants mentioned before. Throw up a handful of sand
, have you... considered the probability of becoming a supercomputer and power plant?"
"You are sophistry!" The person who argued the case was so angry that his ghost body almost exploded, but what could he do?
Jeff, who came from the Deep Blue Laboratory, is one of the people who least stands up for Ronan. He expressed it this way, giving up Ronan's ambition and destroying his own prestige can only prove his fair academic stance, and... Ronan
The heavy pressure it brings to Deep Blue and Apocalypse.
Herman had nothing to say and cursed in a low voice. It was not directed at anyone, it was just a way to vent his emotions.
However, somewhere a little further away, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded:
"kill him!"
The entire ghost community fell silent for a moment, allowing the extremely low-pitched howl to spread more fully, echoing back and forth, creating ripples in their hearts.
The person who spoke first also felt that he had lost his temper and tried to make amends: "He obviously did not release any goodwill. You can imagine his subsequent actions. We have to prepare for the worst..."
After doing this for a while, many people echoed:
"Yes, we must set up a circuit breaker!"
"The simplest way, the most straightforward way, is the way with the least loss."
"We do not reject this idea, and perhaps we can continue to improve it."
"If a reliable executor can be found, maybe I will vote in favor."
A group of gamblers who lose their money.
Hermann held his hands steady and said nothing at this stage. He looked at the ghosts with cold eyes, trying hard to premeditate a murder and create a sense of social interaction.
It must be said that Herman was quite high-spirited before, and his state of anxiety lasted for almost three hours, but it can be said that it is both a poison and a good remedy - after hearing the emotional yelling and seeing these, he had obviously lost his composure.
As a loser, an inexplicable sense of comfort and superiority arose in his heart, helping him slowly calm down.
Herman could understand the psychology of the participants. After a long period of investment, the Deep Blue project had already reached its payback period, not to mention the distant Bloodline project.
Especially with the blessing of the Deep Blue platform, the military has been victorious in the wilderness counterattack. Such results have helped them attract customers from the military and very large enterprises.
Seeing that the "Deep Blue Platform" and the corresponding Burner transformation mode have almost become the absolute standard, sweeping the global market.
Many people here have already invested heavily in gambling-related industries many years in advance. Who can only take one side if they can make two kinds of money?
At this moment, Ronan suddenly appeared and forcibly interrupted the vigorous momentum of the Deep Blue project. He even launched a replacement product, directly shaking the foundation of the Deep Blue project!
Think about it, at the beginning of today's live broadcast, quite a few people here still had the idea of "borrowing their own strength" and putting pressure on the two laboratories of Deep Blue and Apocalypse, and of course, putting pressure on Instructor Li Wei...
But Ronan was so lucky that he just smashed his house and collapsed it!
His behavior is so extreme that no one can calm down if he encounters him.
Didn't that guy say he was carrying out "diplomatic" operations?
Burning tens of trillions of "diplomacy" in one fire?
Or should we completely abandon the capital circle and focus on the military and political system?
This is too willful!
If Ronan is really that kind of pure researcher, he really dares to play like this, regardless of whether he is
He is a once-in-a-thousand-year-old genius who can be crushed to death... His grandfather is a good example.
But he’s not the problem!
People now have the qualifications to be willful - they are all unreasonable, so an "opponent" like me still has to rack their brains to find a reasonable explanation?
Herman had a lot of mental activity, and the more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it became, but in a sense, the more he thought about it, the more he knew.
He was definitely not just thinking about it in his head. He had already exchanged opinions with Wang Yu in private before, and that person also made suggestions. When he was "supervising" before, his understanding was not too clear, but now it is different.
Following Wang Yu's suggestion, Herman's sight was anchored on one person:
Mou Dong.
The extraordinary being who stood at the pinnacle of human evolution had not spoken for a long time and was acting extremely unsociable. At this time, he was "walking" alone on the beach, holding a materialized coffee cup that did not suit the occasion.
Cup, looking at the seaside...
The end point of his sight is Ronan.
At the moment, Ronan had disturbed the situation and comforted the woman, and looked completely aloof from the incident, facing the sea with both tide and mist.
The chain of sight and attention made Herman realize something.
There was no need for him to guess what Ronan was thinking about.
But on Mou Dong's side, according to his understanding, there might be some consideration, interest, and weighing in his eyes, but he couldn't see any particularly extreme emotions.
In this way, Herman knew what was going on.
Real bosses who have related interests and have the ability to execute are all like this, so why should he force himself to stand out?
In this matter, the old man in the family is in a hurry.
He is young and has plenty of time, so why bother?
And Wang Yu, that really naughty guy, will have to exchange information with the other side later before he can make a final judgment.
Once Herman's mind calmed down, his mind became clearer. Some thoughts came to him one after another and were filtered out. He suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was.
At this moment, not far from him, someone suddenly spoke again and raised his hand politely:
"I would like to ask, Dr. Jeff, where is the product?"
"Um?"
This speech was extremely inconsistent with the current murderous atmosphere, and it was so confusing that most people didn't understand what was going on.
The person who raised his hand continued to raise his hand to make himself more conspicuous: "I mean, referring to the 'Sand Demon', no matter what method or system we adopt, we will only make a product with similar functions or even superficial appearances.
What? With Deep Blue and Apocalypse’s accumulation, can’t they even make a decent product?”
"Looking good?"
Bald Jeff turned his eyes and recognized the speaker, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
In fact, that one is indeed easier to recognize, with his extraordinary tonnage, fluffy and lush beard, and a shiny head that seems to have come from the same assembly line as Jeff.
He looks young and powerful, but his fundamental identity is somewhat contrary to his appearance: the senior representative of lcrf, the elderly group at this meeting.
Of course, what is even more subtle is its other identity.
Jeff didn't point it out, just kept a smile on his face, "I don't quite understand what you mean, Mr. Batty."