Chapter 67: Only I Have the Unique Method Chapter 67: Data Inside the Siren

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi walked with slow and steady steps inside the Siren, learning how to use the Supercomputer.

In this world, there were those qualified to use a supercomputer as a learning machine, but there truly was no one qualified to use one for practice.

Before any user could use a supercomputer, they had to be warned repeatedly by the administrator to get a moment of machine time under watchful eyes. Even some computer science professors, while mentioning "supercomputers" in class, actually had no chance to touch one.

As for supercomputers ranked in the top ten worldwide, to most experts they were illusory, mysterious, veiled beauties—like a movie star's beautiful chest: you might have seen what they look like, but you never got the chance to touch them.

Chen Yi casually tore open a Level 4 Intelligence Scroll, then looked at the simple illustrated steps and began experimenting.

To allow people from non-English-speaking countries to use the "Siren" smoothly, its instructions were graphical and multilingual, including Chinese up to the standard of the United Hall.

Chen Yi had already prepared to use the rest of his vacation to master all the basic functions of the Siren; only then could he control the situation in future applications.

The light from the Intelligence Scroll made his entire spirit focus.

Under the effect of a Level 4 Scroll, his comprehension and logical expression abilities improved by over 50%; even slightly obscure content could be skimmed through and memorized, giving him a pleasure akin to a photographic memory.

Mages on the Magic Continent almost constantly kept intelligence spells on themselves, especially Magic Apprentices; although learning intelligence spells first would waste a spell slot, it would make their future development smoother.

Relatively speaking, Level 4 spells were already mid-to-high level spells; using them to memorize such easily understood content could not be called overkill, but it was certainly not difficult.

Chen Yi read through it all; the several hundred megabytes of Chinese instructions were easily skimmed. To avoid being discovered by the Wisconsin administrators, he did not run larger programs, so he simply began wandering inside the Siren.

The most data here were ongoing experiments, some from universities in North America and Europe, some from applicants at research institutes.

Many numbers were complex and changeable, but their true value needed negotiation.

Chen Yi went looking for completed experiments with strong curiosity, but only saw the applicants' materials and project introductions, with no specific content.

This was because the "Siren" did not belong to any independent organization; as a public research platform, any user who finished an experiment would delete everything cleanly.

Nevertheless, since supercomputer resources were in high demand, to prove their projects were the most important, the applicants' project introductions could be called luxurious; ten short pages was considered being sent to the cold palace, and a hundred pages was not unusual. Moreover, since they were the most cutting-edge researchers in the industry, just these materials alone could be called priceless.

However, taking them out to sell was another matter...

Chen Yi was thinking wildly when he suddenly slapped his thigh, then searched under the entry PaleontologyandStratigraphy. This was paleontology and stratigraphy, and there were indeed quite a few bearing the name of the Solnhofen Research Institute.

Modern research on geological structures and the like basically could not be separated from supercomputers. With the name of the Solnhofen Holy Land, many scientists who came by reputation would surely find it hard to get enough resources. They must have spent a lot of time searching for open laboratories around the world.

Many words were hard to understand; Chen Yi roughly looked at the names ranked at the front, then searched online for Lu Fan's master's thesis. Sure enough, it was not a purely archaeological article: "The Morphology of Vertebrates—Functional Adaptation and Evolution."

Next, he painstakingly translated several entries inside the "Siren," then, following two similar ones, first excerpted and downloaded them.

The data inside the Siren might be further experimental data analysis of results already studied, but some of it was unified research analysis.

The latter meant that if Chen Yi modified them and published them, the original owner could only stare helplessly. Although without experimental data, it was destined not to be a world-class paper, but Chinese-style papers didn't need to be that complex anyway.

Ten thousand words of content, if a hundred words had substance, could be called a masterpiece. Poor those many journals, suffering daily without articles.

Fortunately, student Chen Yi did not need something so weighty; he chose to excerpt several interesting inferences, then sent them to Lu Fan in Chinese via email, while asking: Are you interested in these issues?

It turned out he was waiting for someone to say they were interested, then he would plagiarize extensively.

This way, not only could it prove he had a bit of interest in paleontology, but also show he had some attainments.

In the future, if Lu Fan or Professor Lang thought it was good, not only could it help him access fossils more easily, but more importantly, he could access more archaeological sites.

The next day.

Early morning, Chen Yi turned on his computer and received Lu Fan's reply email; those enthusiastic sentences were like a heat wave hitting him.

Anyway, heat waves cost nothing. A graduate student preparing for graduation and in a leisure period would naturally not be stingy with words of praise. He specifically mentioned Chen Yi's research spirit, then asked: "Regarding large natural paleontological geological areas, do you have any other thoughts?"

This was a standard academic question.

Seeing this email, Chen Yi smiled mysteriously. He gently closed the laptop lid and no longer cared about the anxious Senior Brother Lu Fan.

At the appointed time for Mensa, Chen Yi leisurely arrived at Jiangning University, planning to settle this in 20 minutes, but unexpectedly saw a large crowd gathered outside Professor Lang's office.

Among them were not only members of the Computer Association who had heard the news, but also purely unrelated bystanders.

Chen Yi squeezed through the crowd with a straight gaze, then heard someone behind him ask: "Is this the one with 148 IQ? Looks like a person after all."

"Really looks like a person."

"He is a person!"

"You think he might be a person?"

The other party began to ponder: "148 IQ should count as a person..."

A group of people, while the protagonist was still there, happily joked around.

The boredom of college life created generation after generation of bored young people, truly making one's eyes go black.

Before being teased by more people, Chen Yi entered the room, only to see Professor Lang sitting at his large office desk drinking tea, like a reclining Buddha. Lu Fan and Hu Fang stood on his left and right, like Vajra guards who hadn't grown up.

The little sister was with two Vice Presidents, playing a handheld game console online; Han Jie wore a pretty white suit dress and sat properly at the small conference table, intently looking at a webpage.

"So many people." Walking into the room, Chen Yi seemed somewhat relaxed, sat opposite Han Jie holding his laptop, and said: "You all have free time?"

"I thought you would ask me how my exam went." Han Jie smiled as cheerfully as ever, looked him up and down, blinked, and said: "Haven't seen you in half a month, did you go to the gym?"

As she spoke, she made a motion of lifting a dumbbell, a wave of happiness hitting him.

Anyone could now see that Chen Yi's physique had become lean and fit.

Even though Holy Knight Adult had not yet researched any folk remedy, normal high-intensity training was enough for Chen Yi to appear before everyone in a strong and healthy appearance.

The so-called "a day apart feels like three autumns" referred to the story of being abducted by aliens for more than half a year, returning with monitoring instruments all over his body.

Chen Yi smiled and shook his head, saying: "From your look, I know there's no problem. Will you come to Jiang University?"

Han Jie nodded heavily, half-jokingly saying: "You'd better not think of escaping from my palm."

The little sister waited eagerly beside them. Hearing them finish, she leaped up, hugged Chen Yi's neck, and shouted: "Second Brother, go for it, Second Brother, go for it."

"Just be good and wait." Chen Yi grabbed her off his neck like catching a monkey, then tilted his head slightly toward Han Jie and gave her a faint smile.

There came another "ding-ding" knocking at the door.

Professor Lang coughed once, set down his cup, and said: "It might be the invigilator from the UK side."

"They even sent an invigilator from the UK?"

"I heard there's a club member in Jiangning who came along to supervise." Professor Lang shifted slightly as he spoke, smiling: "I'm one of the invigilators myself."

While Hu Fang went to open the door, Lu Fan kept making eyes at Chen Yi, nearly jumping up to call him Junior Brother.

Chen Yi replied with a subtle smile, then gave a slight nod.

Lu Fan was overjoyed, yet didn't know the trap beneath his feet had already been dug.

"Hello, everyone." A voice full of intonation made everyone turn around.

A tall creature with a head full of blond hair pushed the door open, and the noon sunlight fell upon his curly hair, giving off a sacred air.

Precisely the handsome foreigner, Father Stanik.

The handsome foreigner still wore his affable foreigner look; facing Chen Yi's slightly surprised expression, he extended a hand in friendliness and said: "Classmate Chen Yi, we meet again. From now on we're not only alumni, but possibly also friends of the Mensa Club. Welcome to visit the Fencing Club often. Today I'll serve as the second supervisor."

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