Chapter 50: Sleeping in the chaos of war.
The hot search term #梦素材# quickly climbed to the top of the hot search list. Netizens entered with a puzzled look on their faces, and then came out with a look of matter-of-factness, "Oh, that great God of Skyfire, then everything's fine."
This is real dream material, I can't criticize it. The people who can earn this kind of money are really genuine, it's all real skills, and the scientific research ability is so strong that it can penetrate the Milky Way.
Now, after the top publication, Bian Shen is going to give academic lectures at universities again. Last time it was at Peking University, and this time it was at Huazhong University of Science and Technology. Moreover, both top universities gave him the title of honorary professor.
[Hahaha, you don't understand the origin of this title. Didn't the Lasker Award organizers chase after Mr. Bian? They not only brought the award, but also an offer from Harvard Medical School. This made the universities in China that were still hesitant about whether to go both ways just rush in!]
[It's not really that reckless. It's mainly because Bian Shen has experienced the hardships of Ningxia University (omitting my 10,000-word beautiful greeting to Ningxia University), and then he has PTSD about all the major universities. My sister works at a university, and she said that universities across the country are trying to attract Bian Shen's attention by showing off their talents, but Bian Shen doesn't care at all, or the offers only go to Bian Shen's assistant's email address and never reach Bian Shen.]
[I thought Ningxia University, with its shamelessness, would have awarded Bian Shen the Outstanding Alumni title, but there's been no action at all. It feels like they're planning something big.]
[Upstairs, Ning Da is no fool. He's truly reckless for jumping at this time. Furthermore, the entire leadership team has been replaced. Only a smart person would be able to take the position at this time.]
Even if they were sensible, I heard that the admission score for Ningda University has dropped this year. If you had treated Bian Shen well earlier, Bian Shen would still be studying for a master's degree at Ningda University. If you graduated from Ningda University, you would have been able to get into the top two.
[You don't even know how to eat even though the food is right in front of you, you're useless!]
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What netizens don’t know is that the academic community is currently experiencing a unique competition for seats.
The field of neurons has always been a popular direction in scientific research. The vast majority of domestic universities have opened subject courses or laboratories related to it. Before Bianling emerged, many domestic bigwigs were also deeply engaged in this topic. After all, it can not only be applied to medicine, but also is related to many popular applications.
BGI has a brain-computer project that is closely related to neuronal connections. It can be said that as soon as Bian Ling's paper was published, the dean of BGI's School of Life Sciences rushed to secure the venue for the academic conference.
Kyoto University missed the opportunity, but what followed was the share of admission quotas.
It can be said that everyone is showing off their unique skills. Last time in the lecture hall of Peking University, everyone was still decent people. Even if they were arguing, they did it decently and friendly. But this time... no one is pretending anymore.
If given a choice, BGI would even like to move the lecture hall to the Bird's Nest, as they believe it can still be fully occupied.
But it didn't work. They could only barely clear out the largest lecture hall and add space in the corridor on the second floor, so that they could barely cope with all the applications that could not be refused.
It’s too exciting. It would be better if Mr. Bian was willing to hold two more lectures.
But in fact, this match was the result of three days of hard work by Xie Yanwen and Wen Xun. God knows how difficult it was for them. If they had two more matches, they would really only be able to communicate by burning paper.
"Old Wen, it's not easy for you either."
"Old Xie, you can take any wine from my wine cellar."
Bian Ling laughed angrily: "You two are really moved by yourselves. I want to drink too. Your wine cellar belongs to me."
"Grandfather, you really are a gracious grandfather! Grandfather, have you forgotten that you are allergic to alcohol? Have you forgotten how you ended up in the hospital last time?"
Of course, Bian Ling hadn't forgotten, but he immediately pulled up a trending search #From Allergy to Desensitization#: "You see, Chinese people don't have allergies, they only have inadaptability. As long as..."
"Old Wen, remove the trending search!"
Wen Xun immediately made a phone call, and the next second the page on Professor Bian’s phone could not be refreshed.
Bian Ling was silent for a moment, then called Huang Yi: "I want to move."
Huang Yi stood up straight immediately after hearing this: "You say."
"I'm going here." Bian Ling handed over the address of the previous world's base. "After the academic seminar, I want to see your results."
This is... Lucheng?
Huang Yi couldn't refuse: "I understand. Are you staying here permanently or temporarily?"
"sleep."
Huang Yi: ...Why should I ask more questions? Why can't I remember it?
The group left quickly, leaving Bian Ling alone in the house, sitting on the soft shag carpet.
[Host, I thought you wouldn't agree. Didn't you avoid those old men and women last time?]
"Let me reiterate, only others should avoid me."
Bian Ling has never been a person who likes to escape, because since he can remember, he has never had any cost of escape. Ordinary people can avoid problems to temporarily relax, but he can't. Similarly, when he came to this strange world, he never thought of living in a muddle.
Once a person becomes tired and greedy for enjoyment, the first thing to collapse is his self-will.
Now that a year has passed, it is time for him to make a choice. There is no need to delay any further. It is meaningless.
"Little AI, except for not catching A Ping, I have already brought the original owner's life to its peak." Just consider it as the fee for this year's tour.
[Hmm, OvO?]
"When I said long sleep, I wasn't kidding. As your roommate who's been with you day and night for a year, I'm giving you some time to prepare yourself mentally."
The system was stunned for a moment, and then immediately exploded:
[Host, please don't! I can't bear to leave you! We still have the stars and the sea...]
"Not interested."
[Then the nutrient solution hasn't been released yet? ]
"Just think of it as a posthumous work. Maybe it will sell better."
[Then General Wen, Old Xie, Director Kuang, Director Liu...]
At this time, Professor Bian was still very self-aware: "Without me, they will only be happier."
【Then you still have so much money! 】
"That's right, besides yelling and making a fuss, doesn't your system have any other reward mechanisms?"
The system immediately muted its microphone. It really was a little piece of trash.
In terms of eloquence, ten thousand small systems cannot beat Professor Bian Ling, and Professor Bian has also learned to be selectively deaf. Not to mention being unaffected by anything, he doesn't absorb anything.
So, a huge chaos began. Help, who can help the poor and helpless little AI?
Time passed quickly and it was the day of the academic conference at Hua University. Bian Ling was escorted into the Hua University campus. In his opinion, all campuses in peacetime were similar, and he had no desire to visit any of them.
Instead, he saw many old men and women in the lecture hall who he had met once before. They all greeted him warmly when they saw him. Even though Bian Ling could give limited feedback, everyone looked at him with very gentle eyes.
That is something that rarely appears in researchers in the last days.
In order to confirm this, Bian Ling agreed to hold another academic conference. The result was obvious. The academic atmosphere that he had been seeking but could not find in the end times was readily available in this world.
The little AI was indeed right about one thing. Although he had come to this world and lived for a year, his spirit had always remained in the past. Well, he was a spiritual apocalyptic person.
Bian Ling happily defined himself and slipped backstage right under the noses of these old men and women.
The lecture began soon. As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar. After the host briefly and powerfully introduced the main content of this academic lecture, Bian Ling began to go on stage and speak freely.
Just as Wen Xun said, when he was exiled to Lingnan to do scientific research, his whole body was shining. The ease with which he could quote the latest cutting-edge knowledge of neural connections was something that many academics struggled for their entire lives but could never achieve.
He is 25 years old this year and has already won the two major human projects in full. Even the existence of nutrient solution has not yet been discovered, otherwise there would probably be another grand carnival of admiration for the strong on the Internet.
"Why do you feel so relieved that your son has grown up, Old Wen?"
Wen Xuncai ignored this: "Don't you think it's a bit of a waste for the two of us to come into the lecture hall?" He heard that both Hua University and Peking University had submitted plans for new lecture hall sites. If they could be built, they would be big enough for concerts.
"Then I'll leave?" Although he said that, Xie Yanwen didn't move his feet at all. What a joke! He was going to write his memoirs in his later years, detailing everything from his acquaintance with Bian Ling to his burial. Just being able to stand here today was enough for him to brag about it. "Speaking of which, where did you pick up this treasure? I unconditionally nominate you as the investment god of China. Anyone who refutes me will be the first to get angry."
"You may not believe it when I tell you."
"How do you know I don't believe it if you don't tell me?"
"Before that day, it took me a while to accept the news that I would soon die. Jiayu hadn't returned yet, but I was planning to transfer Tianqi Capital to her name. I went to Yunjing Huaguang and asked someone to take care of Tianqi for a while. After that, I went back to the hospital and tried to get surgery. If it was successful, I could still live for another two years."
"Huh? You sound like you're talking about something from a past life."
"Indeed, only a year has passed, but it feels like a lifetime ago."
"You haven't gotten to the point yet."
"I remember the sunset was beautiful that day, but you know, even I can feel down at sunset, and just then, I saw him through the car window."
"He must have just come out of the Shen family after a setback, but he looked like the embodiment of vitality in the sunset. By the time I realized it, the driver had already stopped the car. I was the one who told him to stop."
Xie Yanwen was puzzled. "Why are you getting more and more fantastical? This is a scientific conference. No, the Shen family actually treated him like this? Did Yun Jinghuaguang walk down the mountain that way? Are they trying to kill him?"
"That's right. You heard it right. Bian Ling is a very confusing person. Sometimes you might think he's unconventional, but in fact, he knows everything better than anyone else. The psychiatrist says he's not sick, and I actually believe him."
"I know you're a fan of Tiexue Bian Shen. Okay, okay, stop showing off."
"You asked it yourself, but you don't want to hear it when I tell you." Wen Xun said unhappily.
Xie Yanwen immediately turned around and said, "The Heavenly Book lecture is almost over. No electronic devices other than recorders are allowed into the venue today. Otherwise, the flashbulbs would have drowned him out by now."
But in fact, even without the blessing of the flash lights, Bian Ling was completely bathed in divine light today.
In the academic field, those who achieve success always come first. Most people waste their time on trial and error. If they are blessed by fate, they will soon get it right. But if they are unlucky, all their choices may be wrong, and the experimental project will be fruitless, so they can only move on to the next project immediately.
Even the ability to travel will be forced to stop due to lack of talent.
There is no shortage of geniuses in this world. It can be said that everyone sitting here today has been called a genius. If Bian Ling were 65 years old this year, people would respect his high moral character and deep involvement in scientific research, but this year, he is only 25 years old.
The sun at its zenith is so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it.
Everyone knows that this is just the beginning.
The next hundred years will be filled with Bian Ling's name, and the whole world will remember his contributions. Not to mention the Lasker Award, which made him put aside his arrogance, even the Nobel Prize will do the same.
All the awards in the world will be more valuable because of his winning. On the contrary, even if he does not have a trophy in his hand, he is still the well-deserved uncrowned king.
They would smile even in their dreams if they could see the motherland have such top scientific research talents in their lifetime. It's just that the group of people in Ningbo University are indeed corrupt. If they had been trained earlier, the young people in front of them would not be so resistant to universities.
[Host, look how much they adore you.]
"I'm so great, it's normal for them to admire me."
【But host, you are obviously very happy. 】
The system was really out of ideas, so it started to give up and even forgot about its cowardice.
"Of course it's a happy thing to be admired by others. It shows that my emotional perception ability is still intact."
...You really only eat oil and salt.
The academic conference ended successfully of course. For the safety of Bian Ling, he did not leave the Huada campus immediately. He was a person with a capricious personality, always acted arbitrarily, and spoke quite directly, but as long as you stand high enough, everyone will come to you to give in, instead of you having to put on a good-looking attitude to please others.
Just like now, a year ago, any relative of Ning University dared to yell at Bian Ling, and a year later, the top bosses took good care of him.
When he got backstage, Bian Ling casually took off his well-fitting suit jacket and hung it on his hand, with his tie tied loosely, giving him a lazy yet sharp feeling.
Wen Xun and Xie Yanwen were just about to go up and chat with someone when Huang Yi came running over with a hurried look on his face.
"God Bian, we found someone."
Bian Ling didn't react at first: "Who? A Ping?" Quite efficient.
"It's the real second young lady of the Shen family. She's still alive."
Bian Ling was stunned, having almost forgotten about this person: "It seems that she is not doing well."
Huang Yi nodded heavily: "Do you want to go see her?"
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