Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Life is like a walk-and-go trip, making choices at the crossroads of countless choices, eventually reaching a point where you don't even know where to stop.

Professor Miel felt that he was standing at such a fork in the road at this moment. Behind the seemingly bright future lies all sorts of risks. Though I didn't hesitate to say yes, when I think about it, my decision is actually a little too hasty.

However, after three full days of repeated vexation, he eventually packed his bags and embarked on a journey to Shanghai.

Though Dr. Z's identity is rather suspicious, if he stays in this institute for the rest of his life, it's not the life he wants.

He was accompanied by his old friend Professor Salot.

Although the combination of the professors of materials and the summits in the field of artificial intelligence seemed a little out of place, the use of carbon materials over the years had become more widespread, especially the carbon-based chip recently created by China, and the link between research and information technology on carbon materials had suddenly become tighter.

On more than one occasion, he had expressed envy for that.

Clearly everyone is from a computer, obviously they are all halfway out of the house to set up something else, even artificial intelligence began to rub up the heat of carbon materials, why does his research direction still look like a half-dead.

Every time I think about it, he feels good.

“… this is probably the most boring academic conference I've ever attended. ”

Apparently, Professor Salot, who walked around the street with him after coming out of the scene of the debriefing, had a different idea than Professor Miel, who was jealous, said in a slightly boring voice, "A group of people who had no idea what graphene really was, and looked forward to it becoming a panacea for everything, and it was a silly idea. Whether it's artificial intelligence or quantum communication, the key to the problem is not on the material at all... why don't these idiots understand? ”

“… maybe because they've tried everything they can?” Without acknowledging that he is such an idiot, Professor Miel used a euphemism, "isn't it a common research idea to learn from other research directions and even from very different fields when knowledge in the field is no longer able to open a breakthrough on this issue? ”

“That being said, I still think these unrealistic expectations are really stupid… speaking of which is my first time in China," looking around the streets, Sarott said, "I didn't think this place had become so developed. In contrast, Amsterdam is like the countryside. ”

Miel: "It's really easy to think about this when you watch a lot of BBC news, but to be honest, I prefer Amsterdam a little bit. The architecture there is a bit shorter but more beautiful, like a beautiful Dutch girl..."

Sarott said with a funny smile, "I always felt that it wasn't architecture you were really interested in. ”

Professor Miel bluffed and said: “This must be your illusion... don't you have an old friend from China? Whenever I ask you who he is, you don't want to tell me. It's rare. You're not going to pay a visit? ”

The moment I heard that, Sarott's expression suddenly became a little more subtle.

“I haven't thought about this yet. After all, I haven't heard from him in years. He's doing well now. I don't know if he remembers me...”

Since that call, the Ark has disposed of the lab in Silicon Valley and he has not contacted the Ark since returning to Amsterdam.

In fact, he's still a little scared.

Similar rumours have often been heard before, and some researchers interact too closely with countries that the United States “dislikes” and the results have been secretly disposed of. Didn't the most famous Gilad Boule get an anonymous call and get shot in his home in Brussels, Belgium?

With his own experience, he helped the Ark to build a series of patent barriers in the lithium-sulfur battery sector, which are now making Americans' new energy companies bitter. And that's exactly why he's been a little nervous ever since the FBI investigated him.

Paused for half a second, he turned the subject off and said.

“There's a cafe over there. I'm going to get you something to drink. Need some help? ”

Professor Miel: “Just a cappuccino. ”

Sarott: "Wait for me here. ”

Watching Professor Sarott turn around and walk towards Starbucks, Professor Miel slips his hand into his pocket, some bored to the side of the road.

At this point, a man in a brown jacket suddenly walked over and asked politely in fluent English.

“Hello, are you Mr. Miele? ”

He stopped, and Miel turned back and cast a doubtful gaze on him.

“Yes, is there a problem? ”

He doesn't remember having any very close friends in this country.

The man said, "Someone's looking for you. ”

In an instant, thinking about the speculation on Facebook that Dr. Z was a Chinese, Miel immediately asked.

“Is that Dr. Z? ”

The man's expression was suddenly a little subtle. He looked around and said softly.

“Kind of. ”

And regardless of the old friend who went to Starbucks to buy coffee, Miel couldn't wait to rush: “Take me there… why don't you go? ”

“Dr. Z, let me ask you if you're ready. ”

Listen to this strange word, Miel stunned slightly and stared at the man frowning.

“Do you have to ask? If I hadn't thought about it, would I have flown thousands of kilometers to listen to an academic conference I wasn't interested in at all? ”

It seemed to accept Professor Miel's assertion that the man nodded.

“Okay, then follow me. ”

Go ahead, he thought Professor Miel made a gesture and turned around and walked towards a black buick parked next to him...

It was almost the same time that Sarott, with two cups of coffee in his hand, walked out of Starbucks.

Returning to the side of the road previously separated from Professor Miel, looking at the flow of people around him, Salot stunned for a moment.

Where is he?

How come it's gone?

……

With regard to Dr. Z's identity, the Chinese security services actually knew.

Only a few people had access to Mars bacteria at the time, and after the extraction was delivered to the ground launch center, even the national gate was not exited, and it was only speculative that this Dr. Z must be in China.

Whether saving the world or not, Mars bacteria, an unstable thing, is undoubtedly quite dangerous if held in the hands of unsafe people.

Almost immediately, the General Counsellor intervened in the investigation and even called the Ark himself to find out.

Then……

And then nothing happened.

After all, it was not supposed to be something to hide. Seeing the state security department thought it was the pathogen that leaked, so nervous, the ark told him directly.

Of course, only those in China's security department know about this, even those who are limited to senior and partially responsible for the safety of the ark, even Professor Liu Zuobing, who has also been involved in the project, has been blindfolded.

It's not like the Ark intends to sell this level, it's just that a lot of things are too much trouble to explain, so why don't you just put the suit vest on yourself?

He didn't intend to use this vest to hurt God anyway.

However, Miel did not know, nor did he have any idea.

On his way here, he made a lot of assumptions.

Including this Dr Z is actually a military giant like Stark, including this Dr Z who is actually developing a powerful information technology weapon for Chinese secrets...

But I didn't think it was this one...

When he saw the man sitting behind the desk with the pen, Miel was stunned, pointing at him for half a day and not saying a complete word.

“You, you, you... I know you, you're the...”

“Introduce yourself again, Ark.” With a smile, the ark said in a relaxed tone, "Welcome to China, Mr. Miele. ”

Seeing the ark so simply confess his identity, the previous second the brain was still down, Miel, the whole person suddenly got nervous.

“Can you just tell me who you really are? ”

Ark said casually: “It wasn't something I couldn't say, but I was personally afraid of trouble, so I asked the relevant departments to keep a secret and satisfy your curiosity. ”

"I swear, I won't go around talking nonsense. ”

“Relax," he looked at the atmosphere and didn't dare to breathe, the ark made a joke, "This is a civilized country, even if you talk about it everywhere, I can't let you evaporate. ”

After a pause, he continued.

“At most, empty all your social accounts and mailboxes… and hard drives. ”

Upon hearing the threat, Miel's face collapsed and she frowned bitterly.

“… you better kill me. ”

In this era.

Losing these things is basically a social death.

“So all you have to do is keep your mouth shut and nothing unpleasant will happen," the Ark shrugged, "I allowed you to participate in my project, and I didn't ask you to listen to gossip. ”

Professor Miel nods his head like chicken pecking rice: “I understand... by the way, I didn't expect Professor Lu to be a computer expert. ”

Feeling the vibration like a phone invitation in my pocket, the expression on the face of the ark became a little subtle: “Kind of... in my spare time I would study some questions outside of math. ”

“I understand that people who are generally good at mathematics have a pretty good understanding of computers --”

After a slight cough interrupted Professor Miel's words, the Ark continued: “Don't rush to kiss my ass, let me briefly tell you about the work here...”

At this point, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang the bell.

This is not Em's text harassment, but a real call.

Stopped talking and the ark took the phone out.

“Wait a minute, I'll take the call. ”

The phone call was from Sister.

No stop, he pressed the on button.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, the excitement came from the phone.

“The experimenter's problem has been solved! ”

“When do you think you need it? ”