nyslfriends Chapter 208 is incomprehensible!
Chapter 208 is incomprehensible!
"This isn't traffic optimization; it's like using mathematical formulas to predict the fate of the entire city!"
Allen abruptly pulled open the drawer, pulled out a notebook and pen, and tried to follow the kid's train of thought and go through the deduction steps again.
Commutes to and from work on the street? That's included!
The strategic game of route selection among taxis vying for passengers? It's been taken into account!
Even the right-of-way for pedestrians when elderly women cross the street, and the absolute priority for emergency vehicles when ambulances rush by...
All these social elements that were originally unrelated and completely separated have been incredibly unified into the same framework by this black hole-like equation!
"How is this possible?!"
Allen's hands were shaking!
however!
Halfway through, with a "click," the pen tip was forced to stop.
The ink smeared onto the paper, creating a large black dot.
A bead of cold sweat slowly slid down Allen's temple and landed on the paper with a "plop".
We can't push this any further!
I have absolutely no idea how this step was skipped!
I, a former academic elite who graduated from an Ivy League school, can't even understand a paper written by a first-year undergraduate!
This cruel truth, like a heavy hammer, slammed into the back of Allen's head, making him feel dizzy and disoriented!
An overwhelming sense of shame, mixed with the shock of my worldview collapsing, surged into my heart in an instant!
Allen stared intently at the monitor for a long while, his chest heaving violently, before finally leaping up from his seat with a sudden "whoosh."
Tap, tap.
Heavy footsteps echoed in the empty office as he stopped directly in front of an old bookshelf on one side of the office that he had almost forgotten about.
The top shelf was piled high with dusty professional books and reference documents.
He stood on tiptoe and pulled an old notebook from the corner, its cover almost completely peeling off.
Brushing away the dust and opening the notebook, one could still clearly see the vigorous and spirited handwriting he had used in his youth on the half-used draft notebook.
"Heh... I never thought that I would actually dig out this old relic again in my lifetime."
Allen himself found the scene unbelievable and couldn't help but let out a self-deprecating bitter laugh.
But he had no other choice.
The rows of formulas in the paper on the screen, each word a gem, even tinged with sarcasm, deeply stung the last vestige of pride and self-respect he held as a scholar.
"No! I will never give up!"
He walked back to the table, gripped the pen tightly, and gritted his teeth as he began to work through the formula.
At first, the long-abandoned, rusty gears of his brain worked extremely clumsily, as if they were about to jam and start smoking at any moment.
Allen couldn't help but feel a sense of horror and wonder: had the world of mathematics really developed to such an outrageous and cutting-edge level?!
The inference formulas presented in this paper, which are laid out in a casual manner, have long since left the classic fields of mathematical analysis that he regarded as the gold standard in his youth far behind!
But what's truly bizarre is that the more he struggles with this agonizing study, the more he experiences a pure, soul-stirring, and ultimate pleasure!
He closed his eyes, frantically processing the incredibly grand idea in his mind:
Assuming a forced phase shift over time, all signal network interference is no longer static data, but is directly modulated into a living "wave"...
Psi(x,t) = sum_{k} C_k e^{i(kx - omega t)}
No, that's not right! We can't use simple Fourier series to break it down!
He abruptly pushed back his chair, rushed to the adjacent conference room, and huffed and puffed as he carried over a huge whiteboard!
He picked up a marker and boldly drew a huge circle on it.
Immediately afterwards, the pen tip flew wildly across the whiteboard, and the intricate road network model of the entire city, as complex as the blood vessels of the human body, began to spread and take shape under his pen.
came back!
The feel of calculation, that intuition that had been dormant in muscle memory, is being fully revived!
It was as if a long-abandoned, dusty, blocked circuit deep within the brain had been forcibly cleared by an extremely violent 100,000-volt current called "genius"!
The logical network of derivation gradually became clear in his mind. He stared intently at the derivation results on the whiteboard, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
The phase alignment that this kid set up is, in essence, an extremely complex eigenvalue problem!
The core challenge lies in the fact that extremely rigorous mathematical tools must be used to forcibly correct the nonlinear deviations that evolve over time!
Avec{v} = lambdavec{v}
As he watched the core architecture finally appear on the whiteboard, the marker in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
"Holy crap......."
A gasp, seemingly emanating from the depths of the soul, erupted in the silent office.
Is this really a depth of knowledge that an undergraduate student who hasn't even reached the legal drinking age could possibly grasp?!
His heart was filled with overwhelming shock.
Looking at the formulas on the whiteboard felt like gazing up at an indescribable god.
After a long pause, Allen shook his head slightly.
Looking back at the long and brilliant history of mathematics, the number of prodigies who could solve monstrous mathematical theorems with their bare hands in their youth and crush the older generation of scholars is as numerous as the stars in the sky.
Forget it! I don't want to think about it anymore!
Allen decided to give up completely in his mind.
He decided to expel Su Hao from the category of "human" and forcibly stuff him into that independent encyclopedia called "Incomprehensible God".
Thinking of this, he no longer felt even the slightest bit of pointless shame for his unfamiliarity and being crushed.
Trying to outsmart a god is just asking for trouble.
The thought of lying flat arises, and suddenly the world seems vast.
As he repeatedly dissected and reconstructed the formulas on the whiteboard, his once keen and even ruthless intuition triumphed completely!
At this moment, a fervent sense of certainty surged within Allen:
With just a few parameter adjustments, this cutting-edge algorithm model can be used as a weapon to directly stab into the abscess of traffic congestion in Boston!
No, this is a Damocles' sword that cuts through the mess!
To test this idea, the cross-reference materials spread out on the desk were piled higher and higher, almost forming a small mountain.
Unfortunately, the amount of foundational knowledge required to completely deconstruct Su Hao's super theory is simply too vast.
Allen felt like he was cramming on the math magic manuals he had learned over the past decade.
The poor pot of coffee beside me had been boiled countless times, and the whole office was filled with a bitter, burnt smell.
As he struggled to finish half of the paper with bloodshot eyes, he suddenly looked up.
What the hell!
The sky outside the window was already bright, I didn't even realize it!