After multiple tests confirmed that the first generation of digital analogues was fully capable of handling all the encrypted messages that had been deciphered so far, programmers in the information building became busy again.
After all, it is still the first generation of digital models and programs used for experiments, and some things still need to be optimized.
But this has nothing to do with Xu Chuan. Like everyone in the math room, he has a bright smile on his face.
In the evening, Zhang Weiping pulled him to the small cafeteria of Riyue University. The small dining table was piled with various dishes, and Xu Chuan couldn't hold him back.
This was a separate treat paid for by Zhang Weiping out of his own pocket.
As for the information war, it is still too early to celebrate, at least until we use this mathematical model to catch those mice once.
At the small dining table, Zhang Weiping was already drunk. He kept talking to Xu Chuan. One moment he asked him why he didn't come to study at Sun Moon University, and the other moment he asked him if he already knew the secrets behind those function problems.
Xu Chuan drank a few bottles of beer with him, and then listened to Zhang Weiping's story while eating.
During this period, he was probably the one who was under the greatest pressure in the entire Information Security Department Mathematics Room.
As a close disciple of Mr. Chen, he led more than a dozen mathematics experts to study for nearly two months, but he was unable to solve the encryption algorithm of the first area, which made many people doubt whether he really had the real skills.
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"Everyone, work is coming!"
But Xu Chuan wanted to see Digital Analog decipher the opponent's latest encrypted message and catch a mouse, so he stayed.
Soon, the second, third, and fourth encrypted messages were perfectly decrypted by the computer, and the good news continued to be delivered in the mathematics room.
The new generation of deciphering program that has been deployed on everyone's computer quickly started running. One pop-up window indicated that the digital model was running, and the light emitted from the display also reflected the expectant and nervous faces.
After simple processing, everyone input the encrypted information in their hands into the computer.
A dinner lasted from about six o'clock to about nine o'clock in the evening. Finally, Zhang Weiping, who was unconscious, was taken back to the information building by Xu Chuan and handed over to a staff member who was standing guard.
"Teacher Zhang, I found something here, which is digital coordinates."
"Have you had breakfast, classmate Xu Chuan? I still have two buns here."
The bullet box that was being deciphered disappeared, and a familiar set of numbers made Xu Chuan's pupils dilate a lot as he was staring at the screen.
At 10:07 in the morning, the door to the mathematics room was pushed open, and a young staff member ran in.
Although the first-generation digital analog has not yet been tested in actual combat, its 100% accuracy in deciphering past encrypted messages was enough for him to release the pressure in his heart.
Adults often collapse in an instant.
The youth worker handed the sealed bag in his hand to Zhang Weiping. Zhang Weiping quickly took it, shouted to the people who had been waiting in the math room, and handed out the encrypted message paper cards in his hand.
Seeing this familiar set of numbers, Xu Chuan quickly stood up and shouted loudly.
"Hahahahaha, you are indeed our lucky star!"
After all, his later work has nothing to do with him, and he has been spending these days in the library of Sun Moon University.
After learning that Zhang Weiping's inspiration came from his manuscript paper, he seems to have become the group favorite, or mascot, of the Information Security Department's mathematics room.
"East longitude 111°36′ north latitude 40°57, this coordinate is Saibei City!"
After taking a bath, Xu Chuan also went to bed and went to sleep.
Including Xu Chuan, he also received two encrypted messages.
"Academician Zhang, these are the encrypted messages intercepted today, seventy-three in total."
"It's two twenty-five in the afternoon, it's now ten twelve in the morning, there are still four hours left, I'm going to inform Mr. Wu right now!"
The next morning, Xu Chuan got up early without running. After washing, he went directly to the mathematics room, only to find that most people were already waiting here.
Suddenly, the picture on the LCD screen jumped.
The excited voice stimulated the others, who glanced at the professor with some envy. Everyone's eyes returned to the computer in front of them, looking forward to the completion of deciphering the encrypted message in their hands.
And tomorrow is the time to verify the results in actual combat.
A group of national treasure-level mathematics professors brought him breakfast. I am afraid that few people have enjoyed this kind of treatment.
In the past, numerous spam text messages would have dampened everyone's morale again and again, making people discouraged and depressed.
"I'll also give you a portion of soy milk and a tea egg."
Hearing the sound, the surrounding mathematics professors rushed over in droves.
In the mathematics room, a group of people greeted him enthusiastically.
"Same here, two junk messages!"
“Decrypted successfully, but it’s a spam message!”
In the mathematics room, the professor who was the first to decipher the encrypted message stood up excitedly and shouted.
But today, every junk text message appears, making people look forward to it.
"Morning, Xu Chuan."
Time passed little by little, and the first encrypted message was decrypted.
"I've finished deciphering it here, and both of them are junk messages."
Ever since the math meeting that day, Xu Chuan had become accustomed to this scene.
In fact, after completing the explanation of the simplified method to solve the Dirichlet function and the analysis of the rules behind the encrypted information a few days ago, he can leave.
The pressure of national information security, the doubts of others, and the ridicule of opponents all piled up in his heart, and they almost became his heartache.
In the mathematics room, Xu Chuan stared at the display screen in front of him. The news of successful deciphering that kept ringing around him made him swallow his saliva, looking forward to the successful decryption of the encrypted information in his hand.
Different from usual, this time, the professors in the mathematics room swarmed forward and almost "robbed" the encrypted message from Zhang Weiping.
After confirming that the deciphered information was the time coordinate, Zhang Weiping quickly ran towards the door, but before he could take a few steps, the door to the mathematics room was pushed open.
"No need to notify me, I'm coming!"
Wu Weiguo walked in quickly, quickly walked to Xu Chuan's seat, glanced at the computer screen, and shouted angrily:
"Son of a bitch, if you don't catch anyone this time, I'm going to smash up the General Administration!"