My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

That was, of course, a joke.

Chu Bamboo had only spent a few days in total on sports, singing, and writing novels. He was still in the sowing phase... There were only so many ways to make a quick fortune, and most of them were outlined in the criminal code.

After grabbing some breakfast, Chu Bamboo checked the time. He hesitated for a moment, then dialed the Lu family’s landline.

"...Hello, who is this, please?" a confused, middle-aged woman’s voice asked from the other end.

"I’m Chu Bamboo!" Chu Bamboo said calmly. "Miss Lu should have told you about me, Ma’am."

"You’re the one... the president of that company?" Mrs. Lu said after a moment’s thought, realization dawning on her. When she heard the news yesterday after returning home, she’d suspected it was a scam and called the school to confirm... Teacher Xu had even had the principal vouch for him.

"I was calling to ask when you’re planning to go to the school?" The key reason Chu Bamboo made this call was that, when searching for information about the future, he couldn’t find the specific date of the accident involving the Lu Family’s mother and daughter...

’But that wasn’t a problem. After all, Nuwa had said the accident would happen on the way to the school. All he needed to know was when they were planning to go!’

"...I’m still thinking about it!" Lu Keke’s voice suddenly cut in from the other end; she had apparently snatched the phone. "Barring any surprises, it should be tomorrow! I’m planning to call my homeroom teacher this afternoon..."

"Okay," Chu Bamboo replied noncommittally. "If the time changes, call me at this number to let me know."

"I understand. You’re handling admissions, so this has to go through you anyway!" Lu Keke nodded. Even though Chu Bamboo had tried to explain otherwise, she clearly still thought of him as a teacher from Jinling University who also owned a company.

Chu Bamboo didn’t bother correcting her again. They exchanged a few more words before he hung up.

’This way, there shouldn’t be any issues.’

...

Ten in the morning.

Z Intelligence Co., Ltd.

Chu Bamboo sat in a chair, watching the bustling employees with keen interest.

"Is page twenty-seven entered yet?" Zhao Shao shouted, rushing about the main hall. His face was flushed with excitement, showing no signs that he’d only gotten an hour of sleep the previous night.

"President Zhao, your marked file number ten has been successfully entered!"

"Number nine is done as well."

"N-Number four... still needs a little more work..."

"..."

The employees were, of course, busy entering the program code Chu Bamboo had handwritten into the computers.

Although writing all this code by himself had been an immense struggle for Chu Bamboo, to the point where he had to use his Divine Techniques to brute-force his way through it... however, with so many employees inside the company, the task took less time than expected once it was properly categorized and distributed.

Of course, this was also a security measure. Even though everyone had signed NDAs and non-compete agreements... if the results were truly revolutionary, rival companies would inevitably try to poach employees and find a thousand ways to bypass the contracts.

But as it stood, each employee was only responsible for a small portion of the code. The most crucial part, moreover, was being personally entered by Zhao Shao himself. This would minimize the risk of any subsequent leaks as much as possible.

Furthermore...

Another key reason for the rapid progress was a bizarre discovery by the employees: the algorithm was a perfect match for their company’s own large AI model. They didn’t even need to waste any effort making adjustments...

It was as if it had been custom-developed specifically for their large model!

Chu Bamboo took a sip of tea.

As for the equity agreement between himself and Zhao Shao—or rather, Z Company—that had, of course, already been signed.

...

Another half hour passed.

Finally, the complete Spiritual Star Algorithm was successfully assembled and integrated.

Zhao Shao sat at his personal computer, his hand trembling slightly. Just as he was about to press the start button, a thought struck him. He looked over at Chu Bamboo. "Ah Zhu, you should be the one to do it!"

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"To put it bluntly, you did almost all the work on this!" Zhao Shao said, a little wistfully. ’When I think about it,’ he realized, ’the company and I mostly just acted as manual labor. We just moved the finished algorithm onto the computers... and then combined it with the large AI model our company built.’

’Even if we built the base model, in this new age of AI, there are over a hundred large models on the market already... It’s not that our model is worthless, that’s not it... but compared to this algorithm, it’s obviously not worth much at all.’

"No matter how you look at it, this algorithm belongs to you! You are the father of our company’s new and improved large model." Zhao Shao’s voice was thick with emotion.

Chu Bamboo gave Zhao Shao a long, meaningful look. He didn’t refuse. He stepped forward and, following Zhao Shao’s guidance, initiated the official startup sequence.

In just an instant.

The screen changed.

The computer began to reboot.

"Ah Zhu, our company’s large model shares its name with the company: Z!" Zhao Shao’s voice held a touch of pride. "I poured my heart and soul into creating it. I don’t know if it’s fate or what, but your algorithm is incredibly compatible with Z!"

’How could it not be? The algorithm was custom-made for your model!’ Chu Bamboo complained silently. ’Still, this Z... could it be the prototype of the future AI, Z? Or maybe its embryonic form?’

"I’ve already configured the model’s underlying code. Your permission level is the same as mine—the highest possible." Zhao Shao explained patiently. "As for the algorithm’s actual performance... well..."

Zhao Shao hesitated, ultimately deciding not to get ahead of himself. "Let’s just run the tests!" he said cautiously.

Although he could rely on his talent in the AI field and his keen intuition to perceive the elegance of the algorithm Chu Bamboo had written, the AI’s true capabilities still had to be put to the test...