Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Upon returning to China, Ark had thought that he had no place to stay in Shanghai, and that there were not many relatives and friends. It would be inconvenient, but I didn't expect that everyone else had arranged for him.

The place to stay is an elegant hotel, backed by a small artificial lake. There is nothing special about the decoration itself, but it is an inches of earth and gold, next to the Yuan Ming Garden, the forced moments are different.

However, the ark always feels more suitable for old age than for traveling.

Looking at the potted plants and fake mountains in the center of the lake, listening to the rushing water, it always felt like time had slowed unconsciously.

He came to the room with the canoe himself, and Ma Gaoyang smiled.

“What do you say, Professor Lu, is the environment satisfactory? ”

The Ark laughed and said politely: “Very satisfied, you are too polite. ”

Ma Gaoyang laughed and said, "Where are you, you are the beacon of the motherland, and this treatment is right! If anything is inconvenient, you tell Manager Zhang here directly that he will pass it on to me. ”

The lobby manager behind Ma Gaoyang laughed.

“If you need anything, you can tell me. Professor Lu, don't hesitate! ”

The ark was embarrassed and laughed: “Thank you, then. ”

Normal beams may not enjoy this treatment and will not be received by a talent bureau hand, but after all, the Ark is not an ordinary talent, but a talent who wrote the headlines in the White Paper on Planning New Energy Development Strategies in 135!

Without modified PDMS and HCS-2 materials, it would not be easy to achieve strategic planning of 350 Whkg by 2020.

If the Goldbach conjecture and the Crawford Prize alone were to be put into place in the 21st century, when there was no shortage of national inflation, it might be a little reluctant to deserve such treatment.

But if lithium-sulfur batteries are added...

It can be said that there can be no preferential treatment.

Having a dinner at the hotel, the dishes on the table, although not much of a mountain pearl, are quite healthy and delicious with a combination of meals.

On the dining table, the Ark had thought that Director Ma would talk to himself about the introduction of talent, after all, it was his job.

And it turned out unexpectedly that he didn't even mention it at all, he just talked to some of his parents and talked about what was going on and what was interesting in different countries. When the meal was over, he bowed his hands.

After dinner, relax and take a walk by the artificial lake behind the hotel.

To be honest, life here is very comfortable.

Compared to this, Princeton is really like a monastery, where research is like practice.

In fact, even though Director Ma didn't say anything when he left, from the old man's immense care, the ark could still feel his desire to be able to “stay”.

Whether due to the "business pressure” of his superiors or from his heart, Director Ma did give him a lot of good reception.

But now is not the time.

Instead of material enjoyment, he still hopes, or desires, to see a higher and farther world.

It was getting late, and the walking ark finally looked at the fake mountain in the heart of Lake Eye and turned to walk in the direction of the room.

At 8: 00 p.m., the luggage was packed on an ark and a call was made to the house.

The phone rang three times and was quickly connected.

Ark: “Dad, what are you doing? ”

Lu: “Watching TV with your mother. Your number, you're back home? ”

The Ark has two telephone numbers, one for domestic use and one for foreign use.

When he saw that the Ark used a domestic telephone card, Lu Bang State immediately knew that his son had returned home.

Ark: “Well, I'm in Shanghai now. ”

“Going to Kyoto? Why did you go to the capital? ”

This time it came from my voice, and the two old men seemed to be hands-free.

The Ark laughed and said, "I have a meeting on the way to Beijing, probably all the time. I will return to Jiangling at the end of January... you are all well. ”

Lu smiled: “Fine, how are you? Do you work out every day? ”

“I'm fine, I run every night. By the way, Dad..."

“What is it? ”

The Ark hesitated and continued: “Otherwise... if you could just retire, I'd make a lot of money myself...”

“Come on,” said Lu, interrupting his son without saying anything. "Why are you retiring? To the fields? I know your boy is out there earning dollars, you just have to live your own life, your father, I don't need you to worry! ”

Fang Mei also inserted a phrase next to him: "That is, you don't have to worry about us. Your father is still in the post, but it's no different from retirement. I'm relieved to go to work. Save him from running around carrying a fishing rod all day, pointing to a day when no one will know. ”

When his wife buried herself, old Luton was unhappy: “It's no different from retirement, the leader said, I'm out of the front line! Though the job is a bit sparse, it still plays a surplus of heat in the job, leaving opportunities for young people. ”

Fang Mei turned a white eye: “Come on, which young man would come to your shithole factory? Turn it off early and save the country money. Ever since you moved from the technical section to the logistics section, you've been there all day drinking tea and gourd seeds, and you've grown a few pounds on your own. ”

Though I didn't see the old lady's mouth mixing scene with my own eyes, the ark could still make up the scene, and the corner of my mouth could not help but make a smile.

Old people are better than anything.

He was relieved to hear they were so healthy.

The Ark hung up after a few more conversations with Grandma and Dad about life.

Leaning softly on a bed you can fall into, hitting an indebted ark and getting ready to sleep.

At this point, however, the phone he held in his hand suddenly flashed and a line of text popped up.

Xiao Ei: [Master, what are parents? | ω...)]

The moment I saw this line of words, the ark stunned slightly.

His first reaction was, do you still have to ask?

Soon, however, he realized that the question did not seem to answer so well.

After considering the wording for a while, the ark typed back.

[Parents, are the ones who created you.

Em: [Master, do I have parents? (๑ •. • ๑)]

Faced with the text on the screen, the ark silenced for a while and sighed softly.

[Perhaps… do you?

Xiao Ei: [Good answer. (Grievance X3.JPG)]

By the way...

Is this artificial retard finally going to wake up?

The Ark remembered carefully, as if it had never talked to Em in such depth since his birth.

This is such a profound proposition as to whether AI has an ethical relationship that he has no research into social sciences that he cannot come up with a reasonable answer for the time being.

But there's another thing that makes the ship more concerned than that.

Somewhere in this universe, do Em's parents really exist?

If one day he meets Em's parents, or creator...

The ship couldn't imagine that image, but it always felt that the day might not be particularly distant.

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone screen flashed slightly.

Still news of Em.

[Master, there is a new email! (๑ • ㅂ •)✧]

Artificial retardation recovers from depression faster than he thought.

After seeing this message, the ark's fingers slipped down the screen and landed in the mailbox.

He brought the e-mail from Connie, the postdoc.

A few months ago, the Ark sent him to MIT as a visiting scholar to work with Professor Herrero on the topic "Superconducting properties of carbon nanomaterials”.

It's been so long now, I don't know what's going on.

Tap on the email to look at the body.

Then…

The ark stood still.

In the body, there is only one short line of words, but three punctuation points are used.

[We did it!!!