[1] THE SCHOLAR ADVANCED TECHNOLOGY SYSTEM (END)

[1] THE SCHOLAR ADVANCED TECHNOLOGY SYSTEM (END)
Chapter 122: The World of Inspiration

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Translator: Translated Henyee Editor: Translated Henyee


Lu Zhou took out two slices of bread from the food tray before he rushed back to his room. As soon as he threw his two notebooks on the table, he took out some concept paper from his suitcase.


Everything is ready.


He took a deep breath and went into the system room. He then began "hours of inspiration".


It feels different from deep learning or focus capsules. When Lu Zhou left the system room, he felt purely rational and not rushed at all.


A warm sensation radiated from his spine to his brain, it was like a flame igniting his mind.


"... Strange feeling."


Lu Zhou squeezed his fist before rubbing his eyes. He felt everything in front of him tremble lightly.


At the same time, the inspiration in his mind was like a tsunami, sweeping through his cerebral cortex.


It's hard to describe that feeling.


Suddenly, it was like all the nerve endings in his body were widened, like his body was directly connected to the cosmos ...


The ring in its curtains looked like an elongated abstract Mobius ring.


The texture of the sheet looks like a Fibonacci sequence.


Paper cups on the table, bed, and chandelier form a three-point golden ratio.


These little details were clear to him.


It was like his vision was reduced to pure geometric drawings, and he broke the data into pure numbers and arithmetic symbols.


This kind of feeling is heaven for every artist.


Of course, it's also hell for OCD patients ...


Lu Zhou took a deep breath and tried not to notice the sense of disturbance in the room while he concentrated on the paper.


That is whether there are infinite pairs of prime numbers (P, P + 2)!


...


The system functions are very user-friendly.


A total of 24 hours of inspiration can be paused and continued at any time. However, after each pause, there will be symptoms of "inspiration fatigue" such as slow thinking, slow reaction speed, and others.


After a few experiments, Lu Zhou finally became accustomed to the use of functions.


He had been stuck on the matter of twin primes for over half a year, so this explosion of inspiration delighted him.


As a result, Lu Zhou almost forgot why he had come to Princeton from the very beginning. He forgot about his presentation on the fifth day, and he even forgot about the mission of the system.


To make the most of every hour, he would only use four hours of inspiration a day, over four sessions. He wants to make the most of every hour and every minute.


He was immersed in the search for answers.


Looks like he became a detective, desperately searching for clues.


Every time Lu Zhou found a clue, he was one step closer to solving the problem.


This kind of experience was unprecedented for him.


Lu Zhou did not leave the hotel room for three days.


He actually confined himself in a ten-square-meter room, and he even called room service for food.


Used draft papers were piled up in the corner of his desk while crunching draft papers were on the floor.


Fourth night ...


Lu Zhou looked at the mountain of draft papers while he replaced the ink in his pen. He couldn't help but yawn.


"Are you two hours away?"


Lu Zhou looked at the timer on his phone before he went to the system room to stop the clock of inspiration.


But that beautiful feeling of inspiration was gone.


With Lu Zhou's boiling brain gradually becoming cold, he took a deep breath and sighed.


Because the academic conference was just a waste of time.he had not left his room the past few days.


However, the other advantages he had received over the past few days were huge.


He could clearly sense that he was getting closer and closer to solving the alleged twin primes.


He was very close ...


Lu Zhou stretched his body and stood up from his chair.


He planned to take a walk, take a bath, then lie down on the bed and sleep soundly. He will wait until the next day to continue.


He walked out of the hotel, past Palmer Square and walked along the Princeton Campus road. A cold night wind blew on his face and it helped to calm his overheated brain.


Lu Zhou felt that this university looked more like a castle than a university. The students here are very enthusiastic. They'll party every night. However, when the time comes, they will use 200% effort to learn.


This is his observation.


As Lu Zhou was walking along the park, he suddenly met an acquaintance.


The man walked over to Lu Zhou.


"What happened to you? I'll look for you. ”


"Is there a problem?"


"Nothing," Luo Wenxuan said. He looked at Lu Zhou strangely and asked, "Are you stuck on something or what ..."


"You're right" Lu Zhou said. He admitted, "I'm stuck in a problem."


Luo Wenxuan sighed and asked, "What problem?"


"It's about the infinite number of twins."


Luo Wenxuan shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't help you in this matter. That's not in my field of research. "


Lu Zhou asked casually, "How was your research?"


Luo Wenxuan sighed and said, The six-sided “Dice thrown by the gods yielded seven results. It is a mathematical problem and a quantum mechanical problem. This is the dilemma facing our research institute. ”


Lu Zhou said sympathetically, "That's quite unsettling ..."


"Yes, this is hell," Luo Wenxuan sighed. He then added, "Yesterday, I talked to Professor Wang Yuping for a long time about how to solve this physics problem from a mathematical perspective, but nothing worked."


"Seven results for a six-sided dice .." said Lu Zhou. As he repeated the sentence, he went into a deep mode of thinking.


Unknowingly, the two immediately walked back to Palmer Square.


This place is always crowded at night with people going to bars like they are celebrating victory ...


When Luo Wenxuan saw that Lu Zhou was not speaking, he asked, "What's wrong?"


"Nothing .." said Lu Zhou. He suddenly stopped walking and looked up. His pupils enlarged and he said in an excited tone, "Is that a white dove?"


Luo Wenxuan looked at him and said, "What?"


"That pigeon!"


"Where?"


Luo Wenxuan tried to look for the pigeons in the sky.


He was unable to find anything and when he turned around, Lu Zhou had disappeared ...


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