Chapter 1088 Inspiration Comes the Same Way
With an idea in mind, there was only one thing left to do.
Lu Zhou borrowed the books he was still reading. He brought the books and printed papers back to his Zhongshan International mansion.
Every time before he went on a retreat, he would first take a ritualistic shower. After putting on a change of clothes, he sat down in his study room and took out a pen and paper.
[Define M~(k) as the following category:
[With object as h(X, e), where X is the smooth projective cl.u.s.ter on k, e is the idempotent element of the ring Corr0~(X, X) Q, and the morphism of Hom(h(X, e), h(Y,f)):=f·Corr0~(X,Y)Q.e…
[…]
The inspiration came in waves.
The speed of thoughts rus.h.i.+ng into his brain was faster than the speed he could write at.
Lines of equations began to flow like waves, smas.h.i.+ng against the rocky sh.o.r.e. The smooth pen tip danced on the paper, producing a harmony of mathematics.
Lu Zhou knew he couldn’t write down all of the thoughts in his mind. He began to wonder if he could “write” down his equations faster in a virtual reality world?
However, after thinking about it, he dismissed this idea.
Any creative work required a high degree of concentrated thinking. The neural interface virtual reality system relied on a process of dream simulating. The more relaxed the user was, the more immersed they would feel.
Even though the virtual reality world felt like real life, and the user would clearly remember what happened in the dream, they wouldn’t have access to the cognitive capacity for creative work.
He would be able to write faster, but there would be a decrease in his cognitive performance. That was undoubtedly a terrible trade-off.
“If I keep writing at this rate, I can probably produce some in-progress results by the end of the month…”
Three pages of draft paper were fully written. Lu Zhou leaned back in his chair and stared at the incomplete proof in front of him.
“The structure of the coh.o.m.ology ring…
“And its invariant decomposition…”
There were only a few days until the end of the month.
Lu Zhou was determined.
He was going to stay at home until he finished writing the thesis.
…
While Lu Zhou was beginning a new round of retreat, at the Jin Ling University male dorms nearby, a young man energetically walked into one of the dorms and threw his bag on the chair.
Duan Siqi, who was working on his mathematical a.n.a.lysis textbook, looked at him and asked, “What’s the matter? Won a scholars.h.i.+p?”
Li Mo smiled proudly and waved his hand.
“Nope, there’s no way you can guess it.”
Yang Shuang, who was playing online chess, looked back and spoke.
“Then tell us?”
Li Mo unscrewed a bottle of water and took a sip. He quenched his thirst and said, “Professor Lu wants me to join his research project!”
The dorm went silent.
Duan Siqi, Yang Shuang, and Wu Di all looked shocked.
“The f*ck? No way, Professor Lu’s research project? The Fields Medalist Professor Lu?”
Wu Di put down his phone and joined in on the conversation. He spoke with a look of disbelief.
“Really? An undergraduate student like you… Why would they want you?”
Li Mo wasn’t amused by this, and he quickly made a comeback.
“So what if I’m an undergrad? I’ve already learned all my undergrad courses by myself! Also, Professor Lu said that scientific research is about putting in hard work. Whether you’re an undergrad or a graduate student, as long as you have mastered the basic theoretical knowledge, you can try to build on top of your foundation using research.”
When Li Mo was speaking, he felt his cheeks turn red.
In fact, Professor Lu did not say this; this was said by one of Professor Lu’s female students.
However, apparently that girl was one of Professor Lu’s long-term students, and she was taught by him in high school.
Therefore, it sort of counted as Professor Lu saying it himself?
“Also, half of the Fields Medalists have won IMO gold medals! Like Schultz, who won the same year as Professor Lu. His p-adic number and perfect s.p.a.ce theory are regarded as having one of the most potentials in algebraic geometry—”
Yang Shuang clicked on his computer screen and turned his head. He asked curiously, “What is p-adic number and perfect s.p.a.ce?”
“Sigh, I don’t know too much about it either…”
Duan Siqi was sitting nearby. He was watching everything unravel in awe. After a while, he sighed.
I can’t believe my roommate is so nutty, I feel so useless.
While the other students were playing League of Legends and shooting hoops at the playground, this guy was studying all of his undergrad courses. While they were cramming for exams, hoping not to fail, this guy was doing scientific research with G.o.d Lu.
Regardless of whether Li Mo was working side by side with Academician Lu, he was still in Academician Lu’s team.
As long as Li Mo took this research seriously, it would hugely benefit his career and provide him a platform for the future.
Duan Siqi began to feel jealous.
There was nothing he could do to compete with a genius freak like Li Mo. No matter how hard he studied, he would never catch up with Li Mo.
But then again, Li Mo was an IMO full marks gold medalist. Forget about Jin Ling University, even Berkeley and Princeton would pay for him to study there.
Duan Siqi watched Yang Shuang struggling to understand Li Mo’s explanation on perfect s.p.a.ce and p-adic numbers. He suddenly felt a deep sense of frustration and didn’t even want to study anymore.He took out his phone and saw the virtual reality game test invitation letter.
The first public beta testing of the virtual reality system was scheduled to be at the Jinling Inst.i.tute for Advanced Study, next Sat.u.r.day.
He had no idea he would be selected. After all, tens of millions of people applied, and only two hundred people were selected.
This probably used up his luck for the rest of his life.
He was planning on studying on Sat.u.r.day…
Duan Siqi looked at the invitation letter and began to think.
Should I go?