"Oh~"
They gave a knowing smile and then went about their work.
Shen Yiran dared not let Chen Ang know that she was sulking and crying, because this guy would laugh extra wildly whenever he saw a girl cry.
Fortunately, two weeks passed amidst the arguments, and progress was rapid.
Jiang Cheng sat in the center of the laboratory, staring at the RBN submerged in the culture medium. He would discover a terrifying phenomenon: this simulated brain could move... just like a real, living object.
Keep in mind that he didn't provide any conditions for a reflection.
The human body is very special. We react to certain things. The brain has a system for controlling reflexes, such as emotional reflexes. These are collectively called conditioned reflexes.
We cannot see the reflexes in the human brain; we can only observe them through the skin and changes in facial expressions.
Jiang Cheng had an idea: Could it be that the human brain, which is encased in a skull, occasionally moves?
Researchers often pause their work, staring intently at the substance in the jar, lost in thought. This is the culmination of countless hours of effort and meticulous planning. Does RBN also think like them? Is it perceiving the world? What is it thinking?
In the early stages of life, does a baby, like one wrapped in the womb, feel curious about this unfamiliar world?
All of this remains unknown, since the simulated brain has no mouth, cannot speak, and cannot see the curious gazes of the researchers outside the glass jar.
The progress of the four RBN materials varied, with some materials developing faster than others. Experiment No. 4 is the most unique among them, having been the fastest to construct a grid neuron template. It has already become an individual capable of responding to most conditions and can make some instinctive responses when stimulated by electrical current.
At the observation site, the overjoyed researchers took turns going up to see the incredible qualities of the No. 4 experimental material, their expressions almost like looking at a newborn baby.
Jiang Cheng was equally delighted. He estimated that the chip could be successfully developed and implanted in less than a month. At that time, it would be possible to thoroughly test and simulate the brain's ability to process information. Could they reach the current known limits of quantum computers? Or could they make a breakthrough, enabling the processing of information to reach its ultimate potential while continuing the ever-changing nature of human thought?
It seems that we are not far from obtaining this gem in the path of technological progress.
It's not exactly a two-point work environment; most researchers eat, drink, and live entirely within the research base. They have almost no entertainment activities and spend every day in a tense atmosphere.
But this is not a true repetition, because there is new progress every day.
For more than a month, apart from the research base, there was only the desolate Gobi Desert. Just like in the movies, only red willow and camel thorn can grow here. Occasionally, when looking into the distance, one can see the mirage of water and plants, which is called a mirage by humans.
Scientific research is boring and tedious for ordinary people. It consists of tedious formulas, endless experiments, a logical point that cannot be reached, repeated scrutiny after failure, and a mind full of tasks as soon as you open your eyes.
For Chen Ang and Wan Xingyan, formulas were dynamic, experiments were stimulating, failures were inspiring, and the tasks they faced from the moment they opened their eyes were a whip urging them forward. More importantly, there was faith: respect for science, passion for great progress, and a fervent hope for China to reach even greater heights!
As Marx once said, "Social progress is the result of mankind's pursuit of beauty."
Beauty can also be understood as the beauty of strength. China is a wild goose, and we are the feathers hidden within it. For the wild goose to soar into the sky, the feathers must be lush and strong.
Looking up at the sky, the creatures soaring on the horizon might just be us.
The first rest Jiangcheng and his group got was when Warden Tan somehow managed to get a lamb.
Warden Tan grew up in a family of animal husbandry in Northwest China and has a lot of experience in roasting lamb. This short old man has always been very respectful to researchers. Although he is a big devil in the eyes of prisoners, he always appears kind and reserved when facing Chen Ang and the others.
Especially when he saw Shen Yiran, the warden always wanted to strike up a conversation and ask about the situation in Kyoto.
Later, she learned that the old warden had a daughter the same age as her, pursuing a doctorate in Kyoto. Old Tan had never been to Kyoto in his life; he stayed in the Northwest. He liked this desolate place because it witnessed his life's journey until he was buried in the earth. Old Tan was stern with his subordinates and ruthless with prisoners, never showing mercy. But he was a good father in the strictest sense, never harshly scolding his own daughter.
Humans are strange, with two faces. When the great evil warden goes home, he becomes a docile lamb, handing over all his monthly salary and not daring to keep twenty dollars to buy a pack of good cigarettes.
Oh, so it was emotion, or rather, love, that softened Warden Tan's wrinkled and gloomy face.
Old Tan mobilized the prisoners to come out, and as the setting sun cast an orange glow across the entire Gobi Desert, they dug a large hole. Jiang Cheng and the others watched curiously as this group of burly prisoners, each with two lives on their hands, dared not utter a sound in front of the warden, obediently finishing their tasks.
Shen Yiran even ran over and asked one of the bald, scarred men, "Can you climb out of such a deep and narrow hole?"
The bald man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Um... it should be okay." He looked up at the tall and beautiful girl, then lowered his head again to continue digging.
Most researchers, including Jiang Cheng, don't understand why a pit is dug for roasting lamb.
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