Chapter 1070 I Heard You Were Looking for Me

It didn't make him wait long.

After half a cup of coffee, a printed document was placed in front of him by a long and thick robotic arm.

Satisfied with Xiao Ai's execution efficiency as always, Lu Zhou picked up the document and flipped through two pages, a hint of surprise soon appeared in his eyes.

Before he got this information, he had made a lot of wild guesses in his mind, but he didn't expect that his academic resume was so clean, so clean that it made people feel distressed.

how to say?

He has published many papers, and judging from the image factor and the number of citations, it is not the kind that comes out casually. His research fields are also quite extensive, covering both biological neural networks and mechanical neural networks, and he has made outstanding achievements in both fields.

However, the problem is that he seems to be a bit...

not so good?

For ten years, I have been working as a researcher. Although I have an office as my own laboratory, neither research funding nor living expenses seem to be very ample.

This is highly unusual for a scholar who has studied neural network algorithms and biological neural networks for decades. Even if the research direction he chose is indeed a bit unpopular, it is not even the laboratory that is so shabby.

unless……

It is because the issue of academic misconduct has been dealt with by the research institute, or it has offended someone.

In short, the conclusion that Lu Zhou can draw is that the strength reflected in this guy's thesis is still good, but he is very mediocre in academia.

It reminded him of a collaborator from long ago.

That Professor Sarot who left Silicon Valley and Cornell University disheartened and returned to his hometown of Amsterdam to teach.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Zhou said.

"Xiao Ai."

Xiao Ai: 【Huh? 0.0】

"Edit an email for me and send it to Professor Mittel's mailbox," Lu Zhou continued after a pause, "I want to chat with him."

...

Swiss National Center for Neural Network Research.

He came out of the preaching room with the textbook under his arm, and Professor Mier, who had finished his class with the graduate students, was humming a ditty while walking towards his office.

He turned on the computer as usual, but just as he was about to check whether the entrustment that he had offered a reward for had any results, two unread emails from unfamiliar addresses suddenly appeared in his mailbox.

He opened the email with doubts, but when his eyes fell on the text, he was taken aback.

I saw that there was only one sentence in the text.

[I heard you were looking for me? 】

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and the expression on Professor Mier's face was as if he had bumped into a ghost.

How could someone hack into the website he offered a reward for?

Not only got his real IP and locked his identity, but even got his work email? !

Although that website does not have a strong background, it has been able to avoid the eyes of the international police, has been engaged in illegal transactions for so many years, and has no network security protection skills. It is impossible to live until now.

What's more, the users of that website are still the kind of people who are most proficient in server attacks and love to show their sense of existence by doing things...

In fact, Mier didn't know that for Lu Zhou who had a quantum computer, the network security protection method based on traditional encryption technology was basically the same as having no defense.

There is only that kind of physically isolated database, and Xiaoai can't get in, and for that kind of open network, it basically can come and go freely, it doesn't matter if there is a door or not.

The feeling of having the vest exposed is like being stripped naked and thrown on the street.

With a trembling index finger, Mier clicked on the second email.

This time, he froze.

[Want to chat? On the topic of virtual reality. 】

At the end of the email, there is also a 20mb attachment.

Looking at this attachment, Mier hesitated for a moment.

But thinking that the other party can even break through the security system of the black market on the dark web, the key point is that he won't be able to play these tricks, so he downloaded the attachment and double-clicked the program to run it.

The program starts.

As he expected, it was something like communication software.

While the interface is amateurishly done, there's no problem making audio calls.

Soon, the processed electronic sound came from the opposite computer.

"Hello, Professor Mier."

"Hello... Dr. Z," Professor Mier shrugged while looking at the dark video window with helplessness written on his face, "It seems that you have already investigated my personal information."

Lu Zhou: "I prefer to call it a kind of reciprocity."

Mier: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to accuse you... As for the reward, please believe me, I don't have any malice, I just want to communicate with you about your paper."

As if to enhance the persuasiveness of his words, Professor Mier cleared his throat and continued.

"In fact, I am also engaged in research in this area, and have made some good progress. But you know, this thing is too unpopular, although there are many people who are doing it, especially those Internet companies in Silicon Valley. , but those vampires just want to sit back and count on us to provide them with fresh gimmicks but are not willing to pay for our research.”

Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, you are struggling now?"

"That's not true. In fact, my research funding is very generous."

Immediately denying Lu Zhou's statement, Professor Mier suddenly changed the subject and continued, "Do you want to come to Switzerland? I can help you with a job, a place to live, and a green card. Here is the most Advanced Neural Network Science Research Center, and I'm the... director of... here. What you're seeing now is my lab, it's a lot of space, I'm sure you'll like it—"

"Okay, Professor Mier, I'm not here to listen to your bragging."

Hearing this joking voice, Professor Mier's old face blushed and argued.

"I'm not bragging, all I'm saying is—"

Lu Zhou: "Whether you're telling the truth or not, I'm not interested in a research institute in the countryside, let alone the supervisor there. I have my own laboratory, and there's no problem with funding. What do you think? Is it necessary for me to come to Switzerland?"

"Do you have your own laboratory? Where is it?" Mier was stunned for a moment, and immediately added, "Of course, if your conditions are good enough, I can also give up my job here and go find you... Although I will soon be promoted to supervisor, I am willing to make sacrifices for the sake of science."

In just one sentence, the supervisor has been downgraded to supervisor reserve.

Listening to these two-five-year-old speeches, Lu Zhou couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

He spoke in a slightly mocking voice.

"Not all sacrifices are worthwhile, you know what I mean, Professor Mier."

"I understand." After a moment of silence, Professor Mier shrugged his shoulders, "You are doubting my strength, am I right?"

Lu Zhou didn't answer the question, so he acquiesced to his statement.

Aware of this, Professor Mier was not angry and continued to speak patiently.

"This is normal. After all, you are the Dr. Z who saved the world in the media, and I'm just a little-known researcher... I guess you must think so in your heart. So I suggest that we should talk face to face, if If you're willing to reimburse me for my plane ticket, I can—"

Lu Zhou: "There's no need for that. I'll know if you have the ability by asking you a few questions."

Mier immediately said, "Just ask."

Hearing this confident speech, Lu Zhou smiled.

Clearing his throat, he spoke.

"As we all know, the core components of neural access virtual reality technology can be divided into three parts, one is the collection of neural signals, the other is the processing of neural signals, and finally the output to the nervous system...that is, the brain can read 'Language' is directly transmitted to the relevant brain areas in the form of electrical signals."

Mier: "I'm sure it's not a well-known thing..."

Lu Zhou: "If you have an opinion, we can talk about it next time."

Mier quickly said: "No, you continue."

Seeing that he gave up so directly, Lu Zhou didn't bother with him, and continued.

"...I won't repeat the concept one by one. At present, I have found a good solution to the collection of nerve signals and the transmission of electrical signals, but for one of the most critical problems...that is, directly to the However, there is an extremely complicated difficulty in the information output of the brain."

"When the brain is analyzing the neural microcurrent signals, it is difficult for us to ensure that each individual receives the same information from the same piece of information."

Lu Zhou repeated the principle of "brain imaging" that he had told his senior sister before, in a slightly professional language, and repeated it with Professor Mier.

The conceptual stuff doesn't involve too many sensitive issues, and there's nothing worth hiding.

In contrast, he wants to know more about how this big cow who is engaged in the research of biological neural networks and machine neural networks views this academic problem.

After listening to Dr. Z's question, Mier frowned and thought.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time on the other end of the video, Lu Zhou said casually.

"You don't have to give me an answer right away. In fact, I'm also thinking of a solution to this problem. If you have any good ideas, you can send them to my email."

Professor Mier said with a headache: "If you want me to solve this problem, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult. After all, the question you asked is too abstract. But if it's just an idea to solve the problem..."

Lu Zhou: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"It's a little bit..."

Nodding, Professor Mier continued in a serious tone, "Why don't you consider distributed computing?"