Chapter 12 Please cooperate with the inspection

"A New Community Discovery Algorithm"

"Improvements in Machine Learning Classification and Regression Algorithms"

"Research on Whole-Body Motion Mapping Robots"

Within this tablet, there were only a few lengthy articles, and much more were personal thoughts, making Zhang Yuan dizzy with all he saw.

"...The research work on deep neural networks should be strictly monitored. Artificial intelligence had no morals and no self-awareness. The instability of algorithms could easily lead to unforeseen crises."

"...Social ethics had already begun to influence the development of science, especially biotechnology. Artificial womb technology, due to the prohibition of clones, had been unable to break through for a long time... The old paradigms did not allow things that violated ethics to emerge. Only a new civilization could break this shackle..."

Unfortunately, apart from these somewhat unethical thoughts and viewpoints, he could not understand the vast majority of the knowledge.

With an insufficient level of knowledge, it felt like possessing a treasure mountain but being unable to dig out the treasures inside, leaving him annoyed and restless.

In the end, the root of the issue was: his mathematics proficiency was inadequate, and he lacked prerequisite knowledge. Mathematics was the key to unlocking everything; without this key, it was difficult to unlock the corresponding knowledge points. But solely relying on undergraduate mathematics was definitely not enough.

Zhang Yuan let out a sigh; he still needed to take it slowly. Even if he became smarter, it was impossible to reach the sky in one step.

Then it was time to burn the candle at both ends, burning out night and day until the world turned dark and day and night reversed!

...

On this day, his friend Li Zhendong suddenly called, saving Zhang Yuan, who was nearly drowned in the ocean of knowledge.

"Zhang Yuan, have you visited all your relatives?"

"What?" he said, puzzled.

"Have you visited all your relatives? I'm asking you!"

Wait a minute, who are you?

Who am I?

Where am I? What am I doing?

With dark circles under his eyes, Zhang Yuan heavily shook his head and suddenly realized that his holiday balance... only had 20 days left.

"I'm asking you a question! Have you visited all your relatives?" Li Zhendong loudly questioned.

Zhang Yuan came to his senses and stiffly said, "Ah, almost. Most of them are distant relatives, not much interaction..."

Actually, he had not gone out for several days.

Apart from being closer to his little aunt's family, the other relatives had not interacted much since his father's passing, which was quite convenient.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? What a face you have, looking like you've overindulged."

"No, no."

"What are you doing cooped up at home all day? Not going out to play, not gaming, not posting on social media, like you've disappeared."

"Cultivation... no, studying!" After a while, Zhang Yuan finally returned from the void to the present.

He raised the tablet in his hand.

The screen displayed an e-book.

He said excitedly, "I felt that what I learned before wasn't solid enough, so I simply re-learned it and picked up a lot of stuff. It was quite refreshing!"

"Stu—dying?" These two words were deliberately drawn out, and Li Zhendong shouted discontentedly, "You're not studying human physiology, are you? Exercise some restraint. Look at your face, don't think about those filthy things all day!"

"Shut up, open your damned eyes!"

He showed the cover with the words "Study Guide for Group Theory."

Zhang Yuan looked like an infatuated man, revealing a look of fascination, "Mathematics is so much fun, especially the joy of calculating repeatedly using different methods and finally getting the answer, which is indescribable with words!"

In his heart, Li Zhendong couldn't help but utter an internal "boastful snob." Such a good holiday, actually spent studying, are you a dog or what?

However, recalling every move Zhang Yuan had made previously, it seemed a little possible.

Just a little bit.

"...Why not read Deng Jiaxian's Academic Lecture III—Group Theory?"

"E-books are too expensive! 308 yuan per copy, I can't bear it. And it's a book from three hundred years ago; apart from being famous, it's nothing special..." Zhang Yuan said regrettably, "By the way, what's up?"

"My mom wants to treat you to dinner; do you have time tonight? Come over to my house and hang out."

"Uh..." Zhang Yuan was reluctant to go and wanted to continue burning the midnight oil. That learning ecstasy was inescapable.

But at this moment, a sudden fatigue invaded his mind, and he knew he could not continue further.

"Alright."

Li Zhendong lived in the neighboring East Sea City, over four hundred kilometers away. Fortunately, modern transportation was developed, making travel convenient.

After receiving the invitation, Zhang Yuan reluctantly put down the e-book and stood up to examine himself in the mirror.

Lethargic!

Truly lethargic.

After ten days of intensive reading, apart from eating, drinking, and answering nature's call, he just read, read, and read. His entire self seemed rusty. Massive dark circles, a sallow face, and not to mention aches all over his body.

"I finally understand how academic gods in bionics rise up... Humans' physical constitution truly sucks."

Zhang Yuan painstakingly walked out of his room.

Outside, it was still scorching hot.

"Beep, ID number 330841244... Zhang Yuan, please cooperate for inspection!"

As he left the community, he was stopped by a security robot.

The robot forcefully plucked a few strands of hair and drew a drop of blood for testing before finally allowing him to pass.

"Check completed, thanks for your cooperation. Have a pleasant trip."

"Really unlucky! Perhaps my terrible complexion triggered some mechanism? How could I possibly be a drug addict?" Zhang Yuan shook his head and was not particularly opposed.

These robots were specifically aimed at drug users. If someone took illegal drugs and the robot detected it, that person would be forcibly sent to a detox center.

Thanks to such strict supervision, the drug abuse rate in Xia Country had always been low. However, over in North America, due to the prevalence of illegal drugs, they could already rename it Cannabis Country.

There was still time, so perhaps a massage.

He went into a self-service massage shop, paid, and then the massage machine began automatically massaging him.

Soft music played, and his entire body's meridians seemed to be smoothed out.

"Truly pleasant... Life on Earth is beautiful."

Because he was overly exhausted, Zhang Yuan unknowingly fell asleep.

When he woke up, the machine had already stopped working. On the next bed lay a stylish middle-aged woman, who also squinted her eyes in enjoyment. Judging by her attire, she seemed to be a publicity aunt from the local community's "Encourage Fertility Committee."

"Hey handsome, are you local? I haven't seen you around before!" the middle-aged woman greeted out of habit.

"I live at 2236-9."

"Oh, I remember now, the son of Zhang Qiming. You used to come to our house to play when you were little! Are you an astronaut? You're leaving Earth?" the middle-aged woman prattled on in a string.

"Yes, that's right."

"What about your assets? And no one to carry on the family line?" The middle-aged woman's gossiping urge surged, asking about family matters.

Carry on the family line? Zhang Yuan secretly rolled his eyes.

I'm not even dead, and I've already spread seeds onto an outer planet. Isn't that enough to bring glory to the ancestors?

However, he only thought about saying this and did not speak it out loud.

"I can carry on the family line aboard the spaceship, and as for the assets, just donate them."

"Donate... donate?"

"Yes, it's of no use anyway."

"You really are generous."

"It's not really generosity, it's simply a matter of letting go."

"..."

In the slightly incredulous gaze of the middle-aged woman, Zhang Yuan rolled off the massage bed, smiled, and left the self-service massage shop.

It is very difficult for people to truly understand each other.

Especially for those who have not witnessed space firsthand, it is even harder to comprehend this kind of thinking.

In fact, there was no need to demand the whole world to understand oneself, having a group of like-minded companions was enough.