My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 229 - 175: This Question... Has a Problem (Part 2)

Chapter 229: Chapter 175: This Question... Has a Problem (Part 2)

But quantitative change leads to qualitative change, and advantages are always built up little by little.

What’s more, this technology isn’t far ahead of the current level of science.

With the current level of medical and material technology, it is entirely possible to achieve mass production.

Even if it attracted a certain amount of attention, Meng Lang could explain the source of the technology with "massive research and development funds invested."

Compared with that, super drugs like overclocking agents, which involve human areas forbidden by God, are more likely to stimulate some people’s sensitive nerves.

The apocalyptic crisis was so severe that it flatted us within seven days.

This fighting power is simply not presentable!

It’s time to arm humanity for a change!

However...

"I can’t help but feel that this technical document wasn’t just researched to fulfill that brother’s wish to stand up again..."

Meng Lang stroked his chin.

Biomedical science... neural system models... neuroconnection technologies... mechanical prosthetics... bio-computing...

One technology after another connected like a comic strip in his mind.

Suddenly, something clicked for Meng Lang.

Eh? Looking at them together... this seems like a tech suite!

Biology, computer science... and if you add brain-machine interface technology, the bridge between the two...

Human-computer interaction...

Hiss!

Yes! Mechanical prosthetics are merely the most junior application of this type of technology.

Its advanced technology, once a perfect "brain-machine interface" is realized, is the ultimate science that humanity has been longing and dreaming of...

Virtual reality technology!

Meng Lang’s eyes shone brightly, feeling a sudden sense of clarity.

All along, his brothers had been fighting their own battles.

It was to save themselves that they slowly accrued the advanced technology they have today.

But the problem is that they were striking here and there without forming a systematic system, without combining their strength.

It felt like a disorderly crowd with strength but nowhere to apply it.

Now, these scattered pieces of technical data seem to be strung together by this "leg," pointing straight to a revolutionary technology that is no less significant than "nuclear fusion"!

"Virtual reality technology..."

In The Matrix, humans have a neural interface at the back of their necks.

Once connected to the "Matrix" through this interface, one can enter a fully immersive experience, as if the consciousness has entered the "Matrix world."

This is one of the applications of virtual reality technology.

It’s imaginable that, by that time, the organizational efficiency of human society will undergo earth-shattering changes.

The concepts of time and space will be completely overturned by the virtual world!

Looking at the technical document, Meng Lang’s gaze was fervent.

What is this? A leg?

It’s like wings of a dream!

Of course, that level of ultimate technology has already involved super-technology at the core of the brain’s central nervous system.

The technology Meng Lang had in hand naturally paled in comparison.

But considering his current technological accumulation, it seems... he had unconsciously completed some kind of technological precursor?

Continuing to develop from here, the potential is boundless!

"Wait! This technology... it may have a deeper significance for me..."

Meng Lang seemed to have grasped something.

Life has limits, while knowledge does not.

So... is virtual reality technology the ultimate technology?

No! There is still potential for this technology to develop further.

If it continues to develop... various sci-fi movies flashed through his mind.

Like... the famous "brain in a vat"?

Discarding this trouble-ridden shell and leaving only the brain, could he go farther?

If he goes farther, and even farther...

The legendary "consciousness upload," transforming oneself into a string of code to live in the virtual world?

Isn’t that another form of immortality?

Immortality...

The ultimate goal of the All Things Return to One Union.

You appeared in my world so unexpectedly, without any warning...

Although the method might be hard to accept, what’s impossible when one is in despair?

Even if I don’t use it, as long as one of my brothers does...

"The End of the Universe" is not a dream!

Meng Lang felt as if he had suddenly discovered the "technology tree" that was most suited for him.

To put it in popular terms...

This path... leads directly to the main road!

"However, this somewhat breaches the limits of human acceptance. Unless absolutely necessary, let’s look for a more human-like path to evolution."

But once the idea had crossed his mind, it was essentially broadcasted to the entire company.

You never know, one of the brothers might take an extreme route.

Only, this idea is too far ahead of its time, and to overcome all technical challenges might take at least a few hundred years as a base.

The journey still has to be taken one step at a time.

Before trying to add wings, it’s probably better to think about how to first attach a leg...

Meng Lang took out a document from the drawer.

"The Three Unsolved Mathematical Problems in the Process of Establishing a Neural Model."

It seemed that without cracking this tough nut, it would be difficult to continue work on system modeling.

After a moment of contemplation, he started tapping away furiously on the computer.

Having established a fake proxy and added multiple relays, Meng Lang successfully used a dormant zombie account to register a BBS alias at Shuimu University.

On the university’s internal forum, he posted the three exceedingly complex problems, accompanied by a substantial bounty.

These were pure mathematics problems, not involving any confidential technological materials, so Meng Lang wasn’t particularly worried.

Shuimu is one of the top science universities in the country, gathering the nation’s elite mathematics professors and talents.

Even if they couldn’t solve the problems, as long as someone took an interest, they would surely spread among the upper echelons of the mathematics community.

Thus, Meng Lang would achieve his goal.

Even if it failed, it was no big deal; it was merely an attempt. If it didn’t work, he could try another platform or forum.

He felt like he was planting immortal peaches in the Immortal Peach Orchard.

Plant the seeds and then quietly wait for the sea to change into mulberry fields and for the world to transform.

Maybe, in a few decades or centuries, one of the brothers might suddenly tell him that the peaches are ripe and send one over through the vast expanse of time and space.

"Gurgle~" His stomach suddenly growled.

After waking up hungover, he had been busy all afternoon. Glancing at the time, it was almost dinner.

So, he tidied up a bit, sorted and securely stored various confidential materials, and then he left.

"Ding-dong!" He pressed the doorbell of the apartment opposite.

Weiwei Yan answered the door and her expression immediately darkened upon seeing Meng Lang.

"Uh... hehe! Is dinner ready? I’m kind of hungry."

Sometime or other, showing up for a meal had seemingly become his natural right.

Meng Lang, drawn by the aroma, saw Xiao Yu busily cooking inside.

"Uncle, dinner will be ready in a bit, just have a seat for a while!" Xiao Yu’s voice came from the inside.

"Hmph!" Weiwei snorted and went to the sofa to watch TV.

Clearly, she hadn’t gotten over the anger from last night.

The plan to get Meng Lang drunk had failed once again.

Weiwei had been knocked out for the second time, and this time, it was a joint effort by Meng Lang and Lin Haitang...

Such an indignity!

Unperturbed, Meng Lang cheerfully made himself comfortable on the sofa and leisurely joined her in watching melodramatic TV dramas.

Little did he know, the math problems he had casually posted on Shuimu’s campus network had already caused a sensation.

However, initially it wasn’t because of the problems themselves...

...

"Holy shit! Who is this, did my eyes deceive me with all those zeros?"

"10 million! For real?"

"Fake, right? You don’t need a deposit to bluff."

"Maybe it’s in South Vietnam Dong? I am also up for it!"

"Just showing off!"

"Let’s not talk about the reward amount for now... but how come I don’t understand this question? I’m a Ph.D. student in mathematics, please!"

"Hehe! If ordinary people could understand, would they offer ten million?"

"Correction, a Ph.D. is not an ordinary person."

"Then that’s an ordinary Ph.D.!"

"Can any math department big shot explain? I can understand each punctuation mark but when it’s all strung together..."

"This seems to be an algorithm needed for data modeling... I’m sorry but this is as far as I can take you."

"Hiss! There’s a problem with this problem!"

"What do you mean by ’upstairs’?"

"I’ve realized that the problem here actually inspires my own research project! Well played!"

"What’s your project?"

"To explain Bayesian theorem without jargon, it’s calculating the probability of B occurring given A, in order to figure out the probability of A occurring given B.

For example, if a kitten likes you, there’s an ’a%’ likelihood it will roll over in front of you. So, if a kitten rolls over in front of you, what’s the probability it likes you?"

"..."