What would you do if you suddenly gained Superman's powers?
Beat up Batman first?
But there's no Batman in the real world!
"First, I have to ensure my own safety."...
It was only ten o'clock when Gao Ang prepared a large table of food and drinks. The two of them and the cat sat together at the stone table in the courtyard.
Do you always eat lunch around this time?
Old Wan didn't pick up his chopsticks and asked curiously.
"Lunch? This is breakfast."
Gao Feng started to lie, since talking about sex didn't cost any money, and besides, no one could prove he was lying.
"Breakfast? So much?"
The boss was stunned, pointing to a table full of big fish and meat dishes, and a small pot of seaweed and egg drop soup.
"Of course! We researchers consume far more energy than you normal people. I'll give you this, but it might not even be enough to eat. Don't be fooled by the amount of food; after digestion, only a small portion can actually be absorbed."
He placed half a fish into a small flower bowl and continued to exaggerate.
Old Wan across from him looked completely bewildered. It was true that she was a woman, and a beautiful one at that, but that didn't mean she was an idiot.
What the heck? You can replenish mental energy by eating?
Their colleague, Liu Gong, is also a brain-training researcher, but I've never seen him eat this much.
"Old Gao, your skill at conning people has improved compared to before."
After a moment's thought, she knew that this guy had started his livestream routine again, fooling people to death.
Gao Ang wasn't embarrassed at all at having his little scheme exposed. He picked up a piece of cucumber, stuffed it into his mouth, and crunched it a couple of times before saying, "It didn't work either, I didn't manage to fool you... It's true that I'm big and expend a lot of energy, but a small portion of it comes from this lecherous cat."
Pointing to the little flower, Gao Feng explained earnestly.
"These? He ate only half of them?"
Old Wan stared wide-eyed, pointing incredulously at Xiao Hua. She couldn't believe that such a small cat could eat so much.
"Yeah, do you think I do scientific research for no reason? It's because this lecherous cat is almost bankrupting me. If I don't find some way to generate income, my whole family will starve to death."
In just a short while, Xiaohua ate the entire half-fish in the bowl and then started meowing at Gao Ang.
Old Wan stared at Xiao Hua with great curiosity; in her eyes, this was a magical cat.
He ate half a fish, but his belly didn't get any bigger. And judging from his appearance, he still has room to eat more.
Xiao Hua wasn't embarrassed at all, and Gao Ang didn't tell him to control his appetite, so he boldly continued to eat and drink heartily, occasionally even going over to another bowl to drink some soup...
"You should eat too. Why are you just watching him eat?"
"I'm not hungry, I'm on a diet."
"This is supposed to help you lose weight?"
After glancing up and down, Gao Feng thought all women were monsters. With figures like that, why would they want to lose weight?
"Actually, it's better for women to be a little chubby; if they're too thin, they're not attractive."
This statement comes from the heart and is absolutely not intended to be discriminatory.
A woman who is too thin is like a stick; whether you pull her or hug her, it feels uncomfortable.
Girls with a little bit of meat on them are much better; they're soft and squishy to pull on and hug, so comfortable.
"Really?" Old Wan picked up his chopsticks.
"Of course, that's what I think too. Try this, it's my specialty."
Gao Ang pointed to a plate of braised pork and recommended it to Lao Wan.
"It's too greasy, I'll just eat cucumber instead."
Lao Wan picked up a small piece of cucumber with minced garlic, put it directly into his mouth, and began to chew.
"Hmm, it tastes good, crisp and delicious."
Gao Feng was stunned. There are women who like to eat garlic?
Isn't it said that women all hate garlic?
"Don't you think this smell is a bit strong?"
Gao Ang asked cautiously.
"No, garlic is a good thing. Garlic bulbs are rich in protein, oligosaccharides and polysaccharides, as well as fats and minerals."
Especially the allicin in it, which has antibacterial, antifungal, anticancer, and anti-aging health benefits—it's a well-known plant used both as food and medicine.
Old Wan picked up another piece of cucumber with minced garlic and gave Gao Ang a simple lesson on basic knowledge.
How do you know so much?
Gao Yang put down his chopsticks listlessly, sighed, and realized his abacus had been completely lost...
"Because garlic is good for beauty and skin, girls value this very much."
"Can garlic also be used for beauty and skin care?"
Gao Feng was stunned again; he had never been exposed to this kind of obscure knowledge before.
"Yes, garlic can activate cells, promote energy production, accelerate metabolism, dilate blood vessels, improve blood circulation, and relieve fatigue. For us, it is a particularly good ingredient."
Think about it, this stuff is edible, low in calories, can help with weight loss, and even improves skin and complexion—it's a win-win situation!
"Crunch!" Another bite...
Ang Gao glanced at Xiao Hua, and Xiao Hua glanced at him back. "Meow."
Baldy, this woman is no ordinary person.
She's extraordinary; she's unlike any other woman.
Unconventional thinking, a mind that flies.
In Gao Yuan's mind, garlic is something that only exists on their dining table, and is merely a condiment.
At most, it has a little bit of detoxifying effect. Every Dragon Boat Festival, his mother would boil some garlic in plain water and force him to eat it, saying that it could cure all poisons...
So it was all true after all; he was still too young…
"Don't you think it smells bad?" Gao Ang asked again, still unwilling to give up.
"The strong smell is easy to solve. Perfume, xylitol, chewing gum, and it'll be fine, right?"
Perhaps the garlic whetted his appetite, because Lao Wan served himself a small bowl of egg drop soup and took a delicious sip.
"That makes sense."
What else can I say? I'll just eat in silence.
After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, it was time to wash the dishes.
Ang Gao was too lazy to move, so he slumped in his chair and yelled, "Your Excellency, come down and wash the dishes."
Old Wan watched Qian Sui washing dishes with curiosity, finding the scene quite novel.
A nearly two-meter-tall iron block skillfully manipulates everything in the kitchen.
Turning on the tap one minute, getting dish soap the next...
Moreover, the force and angle of every movement are just right, just like a real person.
"Old Gao, do you have some technology you're keeping to yourself?"
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Gao Ang immediately and flatly denied it.
“You definitely have it,” Lao Wan pointed to Qian Sui’s busy figure. “With his level of agility, even if Longnao No. 1 were optimized ten times, it still couldn’t catch up, not to mention that Longnao No. 1 has already reached its bottleneck.”
"What bottleneck period?"
Gao Ang is still somewhat interested in Dragon Brain No. 1.
It's not that he's constantly monitoring his situation, but rather that he's paying attention to what kind of chemical reaction is occurring between the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the Robotics Foundation, and Dragon Brain One.
There was already a Dragon Scale System, which was just a small test. Could it be that there's a new invention?
"His cognitive abilities seem to be limited. How should I put it? It's like an elementary school student who can't understand middle school material at all. But then again, that's not quite right. He can memorize even the knowledge from his bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degrees, but I always feel like there's something wrong with his comprehension..."
After rambling on for a while, Lao Wan realized he hadn't expressed himself well. "Well, that's basically the gist of it, you get it?"
"I understand."
Gao Ang nodded. He understood what Lao Wan meant. The bottleneck she was referring to was that the memory of Dragon Brain No. 1 had reached its limit.
This memory issue isn't about hard drive space, but rather a problem with the app itself.
For example, the current Dragon Brain No. 1 can be considered to have transformed from an inanimate object into a living one.
However, there are still differences between living things.
Plants are living things, animals are living things, and humans are living things. Can we say that there is no difference between these living things?
The difference is enormous; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's a world of difference.
The same goes for Dragon Brain No. 1. Compared to Boston Dynamics' Altez robot, it is like an evolution from an inanimate object to a plant.
However, plants also have their limits, which is what Lao Wan referred to as the bottleneck period.
"This bottleneck is actually easy to handle. You just need to find a way to complicate the mini-program."
How to make it more complicated?
"There are two aspects. First, we need to expand the program. We can simply copy the program a few times, and they will automatically connect together. Second, we need to improve the hardware infrastructure of Dragon Brain No. 1. The second point, in particular, will be more effective than the first."
Sipping his Maojian tea, Gao Ang gave the boss an idea.
"Isn't this a problem with the program? How does it relate to the hardware? Our previous hardware wasn't as good as Boston Dynamics' either, but we still managed to crush their robots, didn't we?"
Hardware issues are a big problem and are not easy to solve in the short term, so Lao Wan still wants to start from the software side.
"Beautiful lady, you still don't understand. I told you, it's exhausting to communicate with someone as clueless as you, bringing LiuGong here!"
His arrogant, straight-male-style remarks made Lao Wan blush.
Liu Gong originally wanted to come along, but she refused...
She did come to see Gao Ang this time for a serious matter: the bottleneck problem of Dragon Brain No. 1.
"Then... let's turn on video, LiuGong is right across from us."
"No need. I know what's going on as soon as you tell me the problem. I've also given you the solution. How you do it is up to you. There's nothing I can do about it."
"How can you say you're powerless? Could you upgrade and optimize the program you created?"
Old Wan has come all this way, how could we let Gao Ang change the subject so easily?
"Old Wan, you wouldn't understand anything deeper. Let me give you an example."
See this stone table?
"You're using a calligraphy brush, a brush this thick," Gao Ang stretched out his index finger to show the thickness, and then said, "How many characters can you write on it? Let's not even talk about how many characters you can write, how many strokes can you draw?"
The materials of the slate and the brush dictate that you can only paint freely on the surface, and the internal material space of the slate is completely wasted.
If we replace the brush with a ballpoint pen, and the slate with paraffin wax, how much could we write?
After Gao Ang's explanation, even a fool could understand the key point, let alone Lao Wan, who was not a fool but a wealthy young man with high intelligence.
"So how should we optimize this calligraphy brush and stone table?" Old Wan asked thoughtfully, his brows furrowing.
"That's your problem, but I can give you a direction."
Gao Ang thought of Liu Guangqi and the others, "Cambricon is working on a carbon-based chip, which should be a good opportunity for you to try and make mistakes."
He didn't dare guarantee that the chips Li Guangqi and his team made would definitely be useful, but theoretically they were still feasible.
"You mean the Cambrian period? We contacted the Academy of Sciences, but it seems we were rejected."
"Huh? You got rejected? Why?"
Gao Feng had no idea about this news, and he didn't understand it at all.
Both the Robotics Foundation and the Semiconductor Industry Fund are important components of the new generation of national development plans.
The two complement each other, so there's no need to reject them.
Carbon-based chips need practical applications to generate revenue; relying solely on government support is not a sustainable approach. The development of robots also requires a stable chip supply. Carbon-based chips have many advantages over foreign silicon-based chips in terms of both performance and price, except for the issue of production volume.
However, the robotics industry is currently a high-precision industry, so it shouldn't consume too much of Cambricon's inventory, right?
"I don't know. The reason for the rejection is that it's still in the research stage, but I don't know the specific reasons."
Old Wan shook his head; the disappointment in his heart was palpable.
"Wait here, I'll call them and ask."
In front of Lao Wan, Gao Ang dared not use the official website, so he could only take out his phone and make a call to Liu Guangqi.
The call connected after just two beeps.
"Mr. Gao, is there something you need?"
Liu Guangqi is still recuperating in the hospital, and when he has nothing to do, he uses his phone to browse the news.
He is now under special protection, and the hospital's security measures are comparable to those for high-ranking officials.
As soon as the phone rang, his wife took it from him. The contact name displayed on the screen was "General Manager Gao".
He didn't try to hide anything and simply had his wife answer the phone and put it to her ear.
"How are you feeling lately? Any better?"
We can talk about serious matters, but we should still show some basic concern.
"Much better. After a few more minor surgeries, I estimate I'll be fully recovered."
There was nothing I could do. My fingernails were pulled out, and my hands were in terrible shape from the abuse. Even with my ROG phone, they were wrapped in bandages, and I couldn't hold them at all.
Most importantly, the damage to his hands was too severe, and ROG could only repair them step by step, requiring localized surgery; otherwise, he might end up with a strange pair of hands.
"Well, focus on getting better first. There are work-related matters and other people to attend to. By the way, I have a question for you. The Robotics Foundation said they wanted to use your carbon-based chips to upgrade Dragon Brain One, but you refused. Have you heard about that?"
"Is that so?"
Liu Guangqi was taken aback. "That shouldn't be the case. With Mr. Gao's supply of raw materials, there should be some carbon-based chips in stock. If the robotics department needs them, they will definitely be given priority. Mr. Gao, please wait a moment while I make a call to check, is that alright?"
"Okay, I'll wait for your message."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Guangqi asked his wife to call the chairman of Cambricon directly.
He originally wanted to call the head of the marketing department, but after thinking it over, he realized that this matter must have been discussed by the board of directors, so he decided to go directly to the big boss.
Moreover, he is different now than before. In terms of reputation and authority, he is now quite influential within the company and is qualified to talk to the big boss face to face.
Most importantly, only by getting the real reason from the big boss can we find out.
The phone call lasted ten minutes, and after hanging up, Liu Guangqi didn't know how to reply to Gao Ang.