Genius Club

Chapter 335: Chapter 29: The Heavenly Eye_2 Chapter 335: Chapter 29: The Heavenly Eye_2 “What do you know.”

Lin Xian slapped the garbage can lid, preventing it from tipping on its toes:

“The correct use of artificial intelligence is for writing papers, speed.”

Although VV wasn’t convinced.

But after all, Lin Xian was its owner, the person with the highest level of authority in Rhine Sky City, so it obediently created a commendation ceremony speech in less than 0.0000001 seconds and displayed it on the electronic blackboard.

Lin Xian read it with relish:

“Hmm, the writing’s not bad.”

“Do I need to pop pills to memorize this speech?” VV asked.

It was very good at imitating and was always very curious about the behaviors of a ghost from the old era like Lin Xian, blindly mimicking them.

“Definitely not necessary.” Lin Xian shook his head:

“Speeches like this don’t require rote memorization at all, just look it over and understand the structure and logic, and you’re set.

If your code also had logic and syntax like a speech, I could probably memorize it in less than a month.”

“Actually, there are similarities…

it’s just that you’re too stupid, that’s all.

Put a qualified programmer here, and they would definitely be more efficient than your frantic memorization,” VV retorted.

After looking at the speech for half an hour, Lin Xian had pretty much memorized it by heart and could go out and write it down in his own voice using the given template.

With that, the matter of the day after tomorrow’s commendation ceremony was considered resolved.

This was a speech that had the attention of the entire city; he couldn’t afford to mess it up and embarrass himself.

“Alright, I’ve finished reading.”

Lin Xian craned his neck, pulling at his collar:

“VV, it’s time to pop pills!”

…

In the following days, Lin Xian became a memorization machine, devoid of feelings, reciting lines after consuming excessive amounts of drugs.

With the help of the drugs, his memory exploded in the short term, allowing him to memorize at least 500 lines of code every night.

After getting through the initial two days of hexadecimal gibberish, the pure code composed of English words became much easier to remember.

As he became more familiar with the coding language, Lin Xian’s efficiency in reciting code also increased.

Sometimes, if the code was simpler, he could manage to remember 700, even 800 lines in a day.

He believed this number would only get higher.

On the one hand, under VV’s guidance, his understanding of programming logic grew deeper, decreasing the pressure on his memory.

On the other hand, VV’s code was truly beautiful.

Concise as poetry.

As a self-proclaimed jewel of the brightest technological accomplishment in human history, the sheer elegance of its code alone justified the title it had bestowed upon itself.@@novelbin@@

While memorizing this beautiful, poetic-like code, Lin Xian also thought of something Li Qiqi once said…

She claimed she didn’t understand mathematics, but she understood art.

If Liu Feng’s “Introduction to the Cosmological Constant” was as beautiful to read as it was to see, then the theory couldn’t possibly be wrong.

“Because the universe itself is beautiful.”

Lin Xian agreed with this statement.

He was even more convinced than anyone else that Liu Feng’s “Introduction to the Cosmological Constant” had to be correct.

Or rather…

One day.

It would be correct!

…

The next day.

After waking up, Lin Xian found a message from Liu Feng on WeChat:

“Lin Xian!

Come to the lab when you have time!

There’s been a breakthrough in the research!”

He yawned and sat up.

From those three exclamation points, it wasn’t hard to discern Liu Feng’s excitement.

Lin Xian found it quite coincidental.

He had mentioned just last night that he would visit Liu Feng when he had time.

Speak of the devil.

After replying with an OK gesture, Lin Xian got up to get ready and set out for East Sea University.

His personal chauffeur was already waiting downstairs early.

The business van’s electric door opened, and after Lin Xian got in, they turned and headed towards East Sea University, to the Rhein United Laboratory.

“So, tell me, what breakthroughs has the research made?”

Upon entering the laboratory, Lin Xian went straight to the point.

He immediately noticed that ordinary-looking “Space-Time Clock” on the experiment table.

He picked it up and looked.

The numbers on it still hadn’t changed:

0.0000000

Eight zeroes.

Actually, he was still very hopeful.

If one day, as Huang Que suggested, Liu Feng found a reference system for coordinates outside our space-time and calibrated this Space-Time Clock to zero…

What would the numbers look like the next time there was a Temporal Flux and the Space-Time Butterfly Effect occurred?

What would be the space-time curvature?

Could it be related to the cosmological constant?

Sometimes, when you really think about it, scientific research is quite fascinating, especially those topics that advance beyond current scientific understanding.

It’s indeed a curious mix of curiosity and a sense of achievement.

Liu Feng stood up from the experimental equipment, pushed up his glasses, and walked towards Lin Xian:

“Lin Xian, I think I’ve found a way to detect that kind of ‘transdimensional reference’.”

“How so?”

Lin Xian pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at Liu Feng.

“It’s like this, Lin Xian, let me give you an example first.”

Liu Feng also pulled up a chair, sitting opposite Lin Xian:

“You’ve certainly heard the saying that there’s no such thing as a wall that can’t be penetrated, right?”

“Of course.”

“Although normally, walls are definitely not penetrable, this saying enlightens us to the fact that there is no absolute barrier in this world that can completely stop everything from passing through.”

Liu Feng pursed his lips slightly:

“For instance, water cannot pass through a plastic bag, but oil can!

Plastic bags are generally composed of polyvinyl chloride molecules, and there are gaps between molecules.

Any substance shorter than the length of space between molecules can easily pass through a plastic bag.”

“I obviously understand that.”

Lin Xian gestured for Liu Feng to get to the point:

“What you’re trying to say is, there will always be something smaller than the distance between molecules, atoms, and even atomic nuclei that can pass through the tiniest of gaps.

Just like the Planck constant you mentioned to me before, the universe itself is discontinuous.

It has a shortest distance, which is the Planck length.

You can continue based on this concept.”