Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Chapter 160: A Good News and a Bad News (3/3)

With the phrase "Go dry, I look after you”, the Ark deeply realized the difficulty of this work and finally figured out why the Internet was born here.

Kim Dae's researchers are just three general generals, Lu Academician and Brother Yan theoretical physics experts, plus this intern from the Ark, such a strong formation. But that's the array, and the responsible data is just B1 partition data.

And it's not just the analysis of data, it's the major laboratories around the globe that are contributing.

Without the Internet, everyone would sit together and talk to the lab over the course of 18,000 miles, and the research would not work.

For example, if you want to make a constant mass spectrum, you use amplitude analysis, which involves two Breit-Wigner amplitudes, which are incredibly heavy. Without a platform for timely communication, a great deal of time would be spent communicating.

However, Tim Bernards Lee, who may have created the Internet, did not think that his communication tools for the European Institute of Particle Physics ended up being used by people to brag instead of flourishing in academic exchanges between physicists...

Academician Lu's meeting was efficient, with 10 minutes of meetings over and work rapidly distributed to everyone.

The Ark is responsible for the calculation or, to put it more accurately, for the processing of the data given to him by Master Lu.

Although the ark already has considerable development in the fields of generalized analysis, mass theory, etc., the specific work involved in theoretical physics is newfound.

Fortunately, Brother Yan, a friend of the Divine Team, assisted him in filling the gap in his theoretical knowledge. Relying on the work experience of Brother Zhen in the BESlll cooperative organization, this work could be carried out only marginally.

The third day after the work was carried out.

In the conference room on the sixth floor of the hotel, the ark is like a fixed old monk, deafening towards a white board.

The adjacent conference room is the office space of the Shui Wood University Research Group, next to a wall that is not too thick, and he can even hear the fierce controversy.

But it's none of his business.

He tried to ignore the physical question and answer it as a purely mathematical question.

……

This is not an easy thing.

[M ² π = (Mμ + Md) 2Fπ10 | μ ’| 0;]

By 0 | η (x) | π ^ b; = ip ^ μ · Fπππ ^ (ab) e ^ (-ipx), the resonant energy of α * can be calculated as…

Mixed letters and numbers are like tangled wool.

Stared at the whiteboard for a long time.

Suddenly, faced with a whiteboard ark like an enlightenment, he suddenly said: “There are two resonance states near 1.02BeV? ”

Brother Yan stunned and looked at the draft paper on the eye table. He also looked at the blackboard: “How did you get it? ”

“Line 27, add the Fermi sub-field to the Ra's weight, import the yukawa potential function...” Staring at the blackboard, the ark muttered to itself as if to answer.

Looking at the sight of the canoe, he stared at the white board's strict brother and fell into contemplation.

It was a while before he spoke.

“Your mind is jumpy, but… should be right. Have you ever competed in an IMO Math Competition? ”

The ark shook its head: “No, I'm Kim Dae from the college exam...”

Brother Yan said with emotion: "Incredible, you should go get a gold medal back. ”

“It's too late to leave the opportunity to others. ”

Taking a deep breath, the ark pinched a sore brow.

It's not a sudden inspiration, it's not really an enlightenment.

This theoretical physics problem is different from the mathematical one, which eats computational and abstract thinking, and the latter eats inspiration.

Just now, he opened the plugin and consumed a valuable 100 points to finish sorting the data.

However, using these points is not without side effects. Writing a huge amount of knowledge into your brain creates a load no less than running a 3A class monograph on an A card, and the amount of information that keeps pouring in makes the ark feel like it's crawling over a thousand ants on its scalp.

But it's all worth it...

When the system implanted this knowledge into his brain, it wasn't just giving him an answer, but the process of processing the data was also written into his memory.

For a slag, these processes may be no different from scrap paper, and a single result is sufficient. But he knows something about quantum chromodynamics, and he can easily digest it and turn it into his own.

If five minutes ago he, faced with these numbers and letters without a clue, now he already knows how to do it and how to use his mathematical knowledge to solve these problems...

Seeing that the Ark had found its way, it was entering the state, and Brother Yan did not care about him anymore. He was relieved to take care of the work in his hands.

With this tacit division of labour, time changed from early May to late May, and the ship finally processed the massive amount of data.

However, this is not enough, and only by completing the last step of the drawing and feeding all the data back into a chart will it be complete.

This diagram is called the Dalitz diagram.

Each line in the diagram represents a handful of hair belonging to a physicist…

Staring at the computer screen, the ark holds a pen on the draft paper and knocks down the keyboard from time to time.

Looking at the images of the back-to-back vibrations, he suddenly said.

“I suddenly know why Princeton graduates, most of whom end up meeting on Wall Street. ”

He also handled the data strictly, beat up a hatchet and asked casually.

“Why?”

“Don't you think this thing is like a K-ray for stocks? ”

“... that's a bit of a thing to say.” Brother Yan didn't say anything right for a while.

The ark sighed: “I feel like when I figure this out, there's nothing wrong with going to some investment bank on Wall Street. ”

“No, if you can figure this out, it's not far from the Nobel Prize. ”

“Perhaps. ”

Of course, going to Wall Street to report such a thing, that's just what the Ark said.

Life still has to be a little dreamy.

Theoretical physics couldn't pay him Wall Street, but it could give him what Wall Street couldn't give him.

System experience, for example.

By the time those cows burst into black technology, and he unlocked it one after the other, what would District Wall Street be? Sooner or later, he'll have to kneel at his feet and sing the conquest.

In this endless fantasy, the ship suddenly felt that this boring, odorless time had become less difficult.

Finally, on the last day of May, the Ark completed the final “Dalitz map”.

At this point, there is one week left before the reporting date set by the head of the LHCb organization. The biggest difficulty, he had plenty of time to complete the last step of the image analysis and check the correctness of the data.

Closed the notebook, just stretched out a lazy waist on the ark, thinking about something to eat for a while, just came back from the outside after dinner, a tight face.

Just as the Ark wanted to ask what exactly happened, Brother Yan walked across from his desk and sat down and said seriously.

“One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first? ”

Ark: “What's the good news? ”

Brother Yan: “Xuecheng University has completed the analysis of B1 data. ”

So soon?

Surprised by the speed of the competition, the ark went on to ask, "What about the bad news? ”

Brother Yan: “The bad news is that they did it one step ahead of us. ”

Ark: …

MMP!

So where's the good news?