Chapter 230 - 174: So Intense

Chapter 230: Chapter 174: So Intense

The call was answered in a split second.

"Liang, are you still up? It’s so late." A young woman’s voice came through the receiver, respectful and laced with concern.

"Yes, I still have something to take care of," Liang Tianshi said briefly. "Cai, book me two plane tickets to Yunnan Province for this Monday."

"Monday? To Yunnan Province?" Cai was clearly taken aback for a moment before quickly recovering. "Alright, Liang, I understand. To the provincial capital? What time should the flight be?"

"Yes, the provincial capital," Liang Tianshi said after a moment’s thought. "Book a morning flight, the earlier the better. I’ll have to catch a train after I land in the capital."

"Understood. I’ll book them right away." Cai paused, then asked tentatively, "Liang, should I contact... anyone on that end for you ahead of time?"

"No need," Liang Tianshi cut her off. "I’ll make contact myself. Just book the tickets."

"Okay, I understand."

Hanging up the phone, Liang Tianshi placed it on the desk.

His eyes, cloudy with age but still sharp, gazed out at the Imperial Capital’s nightscape, his thoughts a mystery.

...

「Jinmen, Liuzhuang Xinyuan.」

After Chen Lin hung up, he found that the drowsiness he’d felt earlier had somehow vanished without a trace.

He sat on the couch for a while, his mind completely occupied by Academician Liang’s words. The more he thought about it, the more awake he felt.

’Since I can’t sleep anyway, I might as well...’

Chen Lin glanced at the wall clock. It was 9:40 PM.

He simply stood up, walked to his desk, pulled out the chair, sat down, and pressed the power button on his laptop.

Academician Liang had said to turn this afternoon’s lecture into a paper as soon as possible, so he figured he might as well get started tonight.

Besides, for someone like him who possessed the Little Mathematician title, any content he had already proven and derived would automatically become part of his accessible knowledge base. There was no need to memorize it.

Recreating the content from his lecture as a paper was, to put it simply, a natural next step. It was merely a matter of transcribing the contents of his mind, verbatim, into a document.

Once the computer booted up, Chen Lin expertly opened his LaTeX editor.

Writing a math paper, especially one filled with complex formulas, using a standard word processor like Word was just a form of self-torture.

The last time Professor Gu Ming had edited his paper, he had told Chen Lin on WeChat to learn how to write math papers using LaTeX.

After a week of teaching himself, Chen Lin’s conclusion was that LaTeX was truly the math world’s universally acclaimed tool for writing papers.

He created a new document and typed out the title.

On the Boundary Control of Differential Manifolds and Hallucination Reduction in Generative Models

After finishing the title, Chen Lin’s fingers trembled slightly over the keyboard. Then, as if a switch had been flipped, they began to fly across the keys.

Counting his graduation thesis and the paper published in JAMS, this was now the third formal academic paper Chen Lin had written.

By now, the process of writing felt comfortable and effortless.

With his Little Mathematician title operating at full capacity, the formulas he had worked out and the theorems he had derived on the whiteboards were now imprinted on his mind with perfect clarity.

CLICK-CLACK-CLICK—

The rhythmic clatter of the keyboard filled the quiet little rental apartment.

On the screen, lines of LaTeX code were generated at high speed, automatically compiling into beautifully typeset mathematical formulas.

\begin{equation}

\partial_t g_{ij}=-2R_{ij}+\nabla_i \nabla_j f +...

\end{equation}

Chen Lin was completely immersed in his writing.

His gaze was focused, his breathing was steady, and it was as if he had become one with the computer screen before him.

His brain automatically filtered out all external sounds, from the occasional car engine roaring past his window to the faint footsteps of the upstairs neighbor.

The minutes ticked by.

In the bottom-right corner of the screen, the time ticked from 9:40, to 10:00, and then past 11:00...

Chen Lin was completely unaware.

He simply repeated a single, mechanical action: viewing the content that surfaced in his mind, then transcribing it flawlessly onto the computer.

Occasionally, when he encountered a place that needed additional explanation, he would pause for a moment, consider his wording, and then continue.

The LaTeX document’s page count grew from one, to two, and then to three...

...

While Chen Lin was so engrossed in writing his paper that he’d lost all track of time...

Across the Pacific, in the USA.

Though Chen Lin himself wasn’t paying attention, something he had fully expected was happening—

The video of him deriving a brand-new artificial intelligence algorithm on a whiteboard at the mathematics conference was going viral at an unimaginable speed, both in his home country and abroad.

.....

「California, Los Angeles.」

In a Starbucks at two in the morning, Jason, a Chinese-American man in his early twenties, squinted at his phone screen while nursing an iced Americano.

He had just been habitually scrolling through TikTok to unwind when the algorithm recommended a video with a ridiculously exaggerated title.

"SHOCKING! Huaxia Genius Derives New AI Algorithm Live, Crowd Erupts!"

"More clickbait," Jason muttered, but his finger still tapped on it subconsciously.

The video showed what appeared to be a very formal academic conference.

A young-looking Asian man stood on stage in front of six massive whiteboards, all of them densely covered in mathematical formulas.

Even though Jason was an electronic engineering major, he could understand less than a third of the formulas.