"How much money do you earn?! Is there such a profession as running errands in the United States?"
When Su Ho answered the phone, he was still half asleep. As soon as he heard these words, he immediately woke up and his voice was no longer so lazy.
Su Xiaomu chuckled: "Su He'er, who are you looking down on?"
"That's all I have to make money?"
Su Ho decisively stopped talking.
Su Xiaomu then said slowly: "The experimental team just gave me a special contribution subsidy for R&D personnel and an attendance subsidy for R&D personnel."
"Oh, that's it?" Su Ho said nonchalantly.
Su Xiaomu chuckled: "There are 490,000 yuan."
"How many?!!!"
"$73,000."
"Did you steal money from the MIT laboratory?" Su Ho almost yelled.
This time it was Su Xiaomu's turn to be calm.
"At this point, Professor Tommaso said it wasn't fair, and then he said he would let me stay in UMass and he would personally be my mentor."
"It should be equivalent to direct delivery in China."
"From undergraduate to PhD."
Su Ho said silently: "666!"
"This is a technical job. You can't learn it. You can't learn it. It seems that you can be particularly nourished no matter where you go."
"Professor Zhang Ke will definitely be more than happy to take you to graduate with a Ph.D. at HCT."
"Now in the United States, even in the world's top universities like MIT, there are legendary professors who will take you to graduate with a Ph.D., you are really outstanding!"
"That means, if I'm not good, how can you like me?" Su Xiaomu said with a smile.
I haven't had skin like this for a long time.
Su Ho rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, Su Xiaomu is the best. He makes a lot of money."
"Where's Sister Dai'er?" Su Xiaomu decisively changed the subject.
Wan Dai snorted arrogantly: "Why, do you want to show off twice? I'm even listening!"
"It's okay, just ask." How could Su Xiaomu tell the truth?
In fact, Su Xiaomu heard two breathing sounds from the beginning.
I just kept holding back and didn't talk about it.
"You guys get up and clean up, I'm here." Su Xiaomu smiled and hung up the phone.
I parked the car and entered the villa. My aunt immediately packed up and made tea.
"Sir, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Su Xiaomu had no use in sending her aunt casually, and thought for a while and said: "Fried two vegetarian dishes."
"Okay sir."
As for what Su Xiaomu wants to eat, her aunt never interferes when she is sure. Only when she is not sure, will she arrange whether it is Chinese or Western-style food according to different seasons.
At around seven o'clock in the evening, Su Xiaomu went upstairs with a pot of tea. Instead of going to the bedroom, he went to the study.
In fact, being able to complete the task status and release the ban today was something Su Xiaomu determined after a series of coincidences began.
The main thing is that the price has been paid.
It is a commodity in the first place, but small garbage also sets some thresholds. The thresholds cannot be so complicated that they are absolutely impossible to complete.
Or go through a lot of hardships.
After all, Su Xiaomu is just an ordinary person, without any extra needs or ideas.
So there will be no additional difficulties.
"Finally I can get a glimpse of the whole picture!" Su Xiaomu sighed while sitting at the desk.
It was difficult for Su Xiaomu to remain completely indifferent to a catalog that ignited all his desire for knowledge and a field that he basically knew only a little about.
Being able to patiently finish what should be done, and deliberately seducing people in the small garbage system is already a habit of being unable to get up or down many times.
The flame titled [Algorithm·Programming and Biological Sciences and Intelligence 1] lay quietly on the system light barrage.
Emits hot and dazzling light.
But it doesn't have the coquettishness, commotion, and waves of the flames in the past.
It exudes a very gentle luster.
Su Xiaomu poked the flames, and in an instant, countless knowledge materials washed out.
Su Xiaomu's consciousness was like a small wave in the sea, submerged by the water and at a loss.
Although there are many directories, in fact, Huo Miao takes Su Xiaomu's consciousness in an orderly manner and experiences different directories from scratch in a form of virtual simulation.
Algorithms and programming are divided into one broad category.
Su Xiaomu was familiar with this direction, but when his consciousness was brought in, Su Xiaomu felt a new world.
From the birth of algorithms, it has spread to the foundation of natural science, mathematics.
Su Xiaomu, who was already very good at math homework, was not drowned in the ocean of numbers.
To describe it in a powerful way, Su Xiaomu once saw Euler studying at his desk with memory and mental arithmetic after he lost his sight. He once saw Gauss deriving the calculation formula for the date of Easter in order to know the date of Easter every year. He once saw that
Zu Chongzhi calculated the time it takes for the moon to revolve around the earth and calculated the pi interval...
And this is just the beginning.
The purpose is to let Su Xiaomu spread to the source where everything started.
Later, consciousness has been linked to the close relationship between algorithms and programming from ancient times to the present.
Every digital journey seems to be a new beginning.
At the beginning of the major classification of biological sciences, Su Xiaomu began to become confused, and his doubts increased from a little at the beginning to more and more.
Eventually it fills the entire brain.
After that, consciousness started from a specific branch of the most basic biological sciences, spread to the origin of biological sciences, and gradually connected to algorithms and programming.
The originally isolated content suddenly became fuller...
"..."
After a long time, Su Xiaomu exhaled a long breath.
He reached out and touched his forehead, feeling vaguely excessive heat.
"My brain still hurts today!"
The CPU of the brain seems to be overloaded!
Starting from the biological sciences, Su Xiaomu's brain has been filled with infinite knowledge. At its worst, it can even lead to complete confusion and overload.
But the damnedest thing is, this is just the beginning.
The subsequent intelligent classification made Su Xiaomu completely confused.
I shouted almost one hundred and eight times that my brain hurts.
"Huh, I finally got over it. I always felt that it was the little garbage system that was causing trouble!"
Su Xiaomu beeped softly.
After receiving too much knowledge, Su Xiaomu no longer had the mind to think about other things. He drank some tea, washed up and went to bed.
The 30th, Saturday, closed.
Su Xiaomu still got up early, took a set of casual clothes with a slightly business style from the wardrobe and went out.
Today is the day when the observation group arrives at MIT.
At ten o'clock in the morning, in front of the csail door, Professor Tommaso was standing in the center position, and Su Xiaomu was standing in an additional position a little further away.
A car slowly stopped, and people were coming.
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ps: I went to see Alita today. It was so good that I forgot to go home and just finished writing a chapter. I should be able to type another chapter tonight, so don’t panic.
