Chapter 205: Goals and Regrets

Seeing that Old Gary still wanted to continue speaking, Henry quickly interrupted him, saying: "Come have dinner at my place tonight. I need to tidy up the house first and go buy some food. Tonight, I want to ask you about the news in Los Angeles over the past year."

Old Gary thought for a moment and said: "Alright, then we'll talk tonight."

"Talk tonight," Henry nodded.

After that enchanting landlady left, Henry rolled up his sleeves and quickly swept the place once.

Don't think that for the past year or so, almost all of it was spent following Ms. Audrey Hepburn, running all over the world. Henry would occasionally sneak back to Los Angeles; besides cleaning, he would upload some data or programs in the name of CK.

The computer brought to Switzerland was the earliest one purchased, a Stark i486, and the screen was also a commercially available big-butt CRT monitor.

One of the reasons the rental in Los Angeles was not abandoned was that the equipment inside the house now, besides the stereo, also needed a place for that hand-built server-grade computer.

Although it was not comparable to the supercomputers established with the massive financial backing of corporate conglomerates, Henry was confident that the performance of this hand-built server was several generations ahead of commercially available computers. At the very least, it would be fine until the new century.

This was an experimental computer built to establish its own ecosystem, serve as a runtime environment, and provide multi-tasking capabilities. Just the CPU had four units installed, with room for expansion.

For the hardware part, there was no need to think about how to develop it; just copy the future progress and fiddle around to create something roughly usable.

When a bottleneck was truly reached, then find a way to break through the technology of quantum computers. There was no need to rush to perfection now; this could also serve as some technical reserve.

For the software part, the most important thing was undoubtedly the operating system.

Since 1982, the window interface trend initiated by Apple's Lisa allowed it to avoid being eliminated by the financially powerful IBM. Last year, that is 1992, Microsoft also launched the window software Windows_3.1 based on the DOS environment.

Windows_95, which would change the entire personal computer usage ecosystem in two years, that is 1995, was about to be born. The use of computers would enter a brand new era.

Henry did not think about stealing this overwhelming fortune. Because any product of an era was not simply a matter of someone inventing a small thing on the surface and then sitting at home collecting money.

Beneath the surface, there were countless aids and obstacles, and countless people wanted a piece of the pie. How to stand out from an environment surrounded by jackals and tigers was the secret that those successful ones never revealed.

Just like Edison's famous quote: 'Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration.'

The perspiration here was not the blind hard work of burying one's head and grinding away, but included building connections, gaming in the business world, defending rights in the legal arena, and so on, belonging to a higher level and broader direction of 'perspiration'.

It was obvious that in Edison's eyes, these things were more important! Only elementary school teachers would tell the hard-work fairy tales like 'finding that tungsten filament is the most suitable for the light bulb filament through experiments with a thousand materials'.

As for the dog-tail-continuing-the-dragon next sentence, that was just what the interested parties wanted ordinary people to hold onto that little bit of cleverness and not come to the business field to compete with them. If there were too many challengers, and someone occasionally messed things up, wouldn't a business that could make money fall through?

So they loved using the chicken soup for the soul saying 'gold will always shine' to satisfy the mindset of those with a little cleverness. Actually, the subtext should be thinking, 'be good and wait until the next life.' Anyway, shining in the next life is still shining; they didn't say anything wrong.

The point! This is the Marvel Universe, a place where all kinds of superpowered beings, aliens, and mutants fly all over the sky.

What's the fun of a Kryptonian hiding in Silicon Valley and Huaerjie, using wits and courage to fight against a bunch of Jews?

Mixing in Hollywood as a background actor could still be explained as experiencing life and seeing the drunken luxury of Hollywood.

Mixing in Huaerjie was truly not as good as robbing... Even though that financial world was darker and more decadent, if you weren't interested in something, you just weren't interested.

What Henry wanted to do was something else: under the premise of open-source sharing, make the Linux window system appear earlier. And use as little performance as possible to get a good user experience, lowering the threshold for using Linux.

Simply put, it was to be a person who messed things up.

Don't ask what the purpose of doing this is. Ask and the answer is to maintain the selfless performance of the name CK, displaying the style of a big shot who never shows his face.

As for what kind of aftereffects doing this would bring to the emerging technology industry that was desperately thinking about how to monetize but couldn't, Henry didn't want to worry about it.

Maintaining world peace was not his responsibility; maintaining world order was even less so! If he didn't use hacker technology to cause destruction, this world should be grateful to the name CK.

However... Although the cleaning work was not a big problem for Henry, who possessed super speed, considering that the original intention of technology was to make life more convenient and relaxed, maybe he could develop a suitable household robot?

Go to the scrap yard to find parts or raw materials, process them using Kryptonian abilities; that server in the house was hand-built that way. Getting a robot together should not be a big problem either.

It didn't need high-level AI control; general automated program control would do. Just like a floor-sweeping robot, compared to those humanoid robots that could dance and simulate human movements, it was undoubtedly much simpler to manufacture.

This way, when he was not at home, the cleanliness of the house could still be maintained by someone, even if it was a robot. Then the future goal was to let this Kryptonian live the life of a good-for-nothing!

Although this goal was set strangely, Henry didn't feel there was any difficulty in achieving it. And the things he needed to do daily were still unresolved.

Actually, if we talk about any regrets during this time, Henry did discover one thing: even if a Kryptonian's abilities were extremely powerful, without reasonable learning and training, one still could not defeat the Grim Reaper.

Whether it was an accident or an attack, as long as Henry was willing, he could choose to handle it loudly or quietly.

Although most of the time, the fastest solution did not necessarily equal the optimal solution. So when the super brain urged the use of super power to clear the level, Henry would mostly think about whether there was a more suitable approach at that moment.

But when encountering disease and aging, his current self was useless.

Although he did not see Audrey Hepburn slowly growing old, the various stages from her health to illness, and finally welcoming death, all played out right before Henry's eyes.

So, should he go study medicine?

Actually, he already had the medical knowledge; he just lacked clinical experience. And to enter medical school, he would need to make up for his education from childhood to adulthood, or at least take an exam to obtain an equivalent qualification proof to enter medical school.

Then go all the way from intern doctor to resident doctor, hoping that one day he would become an authority in a certain field. Wasn't this just returning to the past life of a beast of burden, only changing the environment?

This way, too much time would be wasted. On one hand, this was also not what Henry wanted.

Was there a shortcut to take? Such a question inevitably appeared in Henry's mind.

(End of this chapter)