Zhang Zhai authorized A1 to migrate from the previous supercomputer to the quantum computer in front of her.

After A1 agreed, he fell into silence. Zhang Zhai knew that A1 had already started to migrate.

Normally, A1 exists as data, and migration only requires data transmission. However, even the core part of A1 has a huge amount of data and this is a process of transferring from a classical supercomputer to a quantum computer. These two reasons have caused the entire

The migration process is very complex and very slow.

However, A1 will solve the problems during the migration process by itself, so Zhang Zhai does not need to worry too much and just needs to wait.

Ten minutes passed, and the underground space became quiet, so quiet that Zhang Zhai could only hear his own breathing and the noise from the operation of the quantum computer in front of him.

Zhang Zhai glanced at the quantum computer, then sat back on the chair in front of the workbench, closed his eyes and rested.

Another ten minutes passed, and Zhang Zhai was already in a trance, almost falling asleep, but there was still no movement from A1.

Half an hour passed...

An hour passed...

Even though Zhang Zhai was very patient, his physical fatigue still made him unable to help but lie down on the workbench.

"Father, the migration was successful."

Again, when Zhang Zhai was about to fall asleep, a happy voice from A1 woke Zhang Zhai up.

Zhang Zhai opened his eyes and sat up straight.

At this time, A1 had opened the Phantom-1 on Zhang Zhai's hand, and her image appeared in front of Zhang Zhai again.

Looking at A1, A1 seemed very happy at this time, like a child who got candy.

"How is it?" Zhang Zhai laughed, "How do you feel about quantum computers?"

"It's very good, very comfortable. I feel like I have evolved all of a sudden, and I feel like a fish returning to the sea. It's more like I was a fool, and now I suddenly wake up!" A1 said excitedly about her feelings, "It's like a fish returning to the sea.

It's the feeling in martial arts novels that suddenly opens up the two channels of Ren and Du."

Zhang Zhai couldn't help but smile when he saw A1's happy expression.

"A1, give the order to the Terminators, leave two Terminators to do daily maintenance, and the remaining Terminators will return to the warehouse and seal the passage."

Zhang Zhai walked towards the elevator as he spoke. After pressing the button for the first floor, he continued: "When I return to the first floor, I will destroy the elevator leading to the space where the quantum computer is."

"I understand, father!" A1 seemed to still be immersed in the previous joy, and his words always showed excitement.

Zhang Zhai destroyed all the passages to the underground space of the quantum computer. In a sense, Zhang Zhai buried the quantum computer underground.

"Okay, Dad, is there anything else that needs to be done?" A1 was excited and a little lively.

"A1, stay calm." Zhang Zhai glanced at him and said calmly.

"Oh...I know, father." A1's excited expression was instantly dispelled, and the expression on the holographic screen looked like Yan'er.

Zhang Zhai smiled and shook his head, "A1, get used to the quantum computer. After I wake up, I will need your assistance to conduct a research."

"Okay, father." A1 responded quickly.

…

Ten minutes later, Zhang Zhai was lying on the bed in the laboratory on the first floor of the laboratory building and fell into a deep sleep.

More than ten days of research left Zhang Zhai physically and mentally exhausted. He was in urgent need of a good rest, so he did not choose to start research directly, but instead used sleep to restore his energy.

At this moment, it is ten o'clock in the evening in China, which is a good time to go to bed.

However, at this time, it was also morning in the United States.

United States, White House.

Trump is sitting behind his desk, and there is a person standing in front of him.

He calmly said to this person: "It seems that part B of the Death God Plan has also failed?"

"No, Mr. President, there is no failure. This Nobel Prize is just a test to test China's attitude and Zhang Zhai's attitude."

"What was the result of the trial?"

"The conclusions are complex and even contradictory."

"Tell me." Trump glanced at him and said.

"According to the public information analysis we have received before, Zhang Zhai is a person who may not like money but cares about reputation, otherwise he would not choose to live broadcast the process of developing technology again and again.

It is precisely based on this characteristic of his that we chose to use the Nobel Prize to seduce him and exert influence on public opinion. However, the result was surprising. The target obviously did not care about the Nobel Prize.

This conclusion conflicts with the previous conclusion, so I say the conclusion is very complicated and contradictory.

As for China's attitude, it did not exceed our expectations. It supported the goal and resolutely rejected our request."

"Your conclusion is obviously problematic and not rigorous enough. Every live broadcast does not mean that he cares about reputation, and rejecting the Nobel Prize does not necessarily mean that he does not care about reputation. Don't you think that Nobel made an exception to award the award, but the recipient refused

Could it be more sensational?

Moreover, you have to remember that you are dealing with a genius with a higher IQ than anyone else in the world, and your conventional methods are meaningless."

The President of the United States looked at the people in front of him, sighed, and said silently in his heart: It would be great if Zhang Zhai was from the United States.

He thought this more than once, and even had such dreams one after another. However, after waking up from the dream, the reality was even crueler.

…

The United States, the group that monitors Zhang Zhai’s information.

"Hey guys, cheer up." Sergey shook Franklin.

"Damn! Dear Mr. Sergey, look at my eyes." Franklin pointed to his red eyeballs and said, "I have watched this damn video of 57 minutes and 36 seconds over and over again all night long."

"Hold on! Hold on! Keep looking for clues!" Sergey said, shaking Franklin's shoulders.

"What clues can there be? Mr. Sergey, don't forget, this is a video sent by the target himself. If there were any special clues, he would have already cut it out." John stared at his bloodshot eyes and complained.

road.

"No, no, no! In the words of the Chinese people: A wise man has a hundred secrets and a sparse." Sergey shook his head and said.

"But is Zhang Zhai an ordinary wise man? I think he can treat our entire group like monkeys by himself!"

"If you want to find clues, please do it yourself, Mr. Sergey! I need a vacation anyway!" Franklin mocked.

"Boom!"

"Come in!"

"Kennedy, has the silencer been restored?"

"The technical department said there was nothing they could do," Kennedy said, spreading his hands.

"Oh! shit!" Sergey yelled.

I saw that on each of their computers, there were videos that Zhang Zhai asked A1 to upload to the official website of Xihe Technology.

When these people saw the video for the first time, they were very curious about what Zhang Zhai was studying, but when they saw it from last night to now, they were shattered.

And they were not the only ones who collapsed, there were also Chinese netizens!

On the Xihe Technology Forum, even late at night, there are endless replies to various posts.

"I really want to die. I watched Zhai Shen's video over and over again ten times! A whole ten times, from noon to now, without stopping! Oh my god, just to guess Zhai Shen

What on earth were you studying! As a result... I gave up!"

"The bullshit upstairs, I just listened to the silenced part more than two hundred times, combined with the mosaic and half of the mouth shape, I finally guessed it! The first word is four tones!"

"I'm going to collapse! I have to go to work tomorrow, and I'm not in the mood to sleep now! I'm offering a reward of two hundred, who can tell me what Zhai Shen is researching?"

"Ahhh! Zhai Shen is simply too hateful, even more hateful than a broken dog!"
Chapter completed!