Please Cooperate With the Inspection

Chapter 12 Please Cooperate with the Inspection

A New Community Detection Algorithm

<Improvements in Machine Learning Classification and Regression Algorithms>

Research on Full-Body Motion Mapping Robots

Within this tablet, there were only a few long-form articles, while the rest consisted of personal musings that left Zhang Yuan feeling dazzled.

"...Research into deep neural networks should be strictly monitored. Artificial intelligence possesses no morality, nor does it have self-awareness; the instability of algorithms can easily lead to unforeseen crises."

"...Social ethics have begun to influence the development of science, especially in biotechnology. Artificial womb technology has failed to make breakthroughs due to the ban on human cloning... The old paradigm does not allow for things that violate ethics to emerge; only a brand-new civilization can break these shackles..."

Regrettably, aside from these somewhat immoral philosophical viewpoints, he could not understand the vast majority of the knowledge.

His level of knowledge was insufficient; it was as if he were standing before a mountain of treasure but lacked the means to excavate it, leaving him feeling agitated.

It all boiled down to one thing: his mathematical foundation was inadequate, and his prerequisite knowledge was lacking. Mathematics is the key that unlocks everything; without this key, it is difficult to unlock the corresponding knowledge points. Relying solely on undergraduate-level mathematics was certainly not enough.

Zhang Yuan sighed; he would have to take it slow. Even if he had become smarter, he couldn't reach the heavens in a single bound.

Then he would just have to grind—grind day and night, until the sky turned dark and day and night became indistinguishable!

On this very day, his good friend Li Zhendong suddenly called, rescuing Zhang Yuan, who was on the verge of drowning in an ocean of knowledge.

"Zhang Yuan, you've finished visiting all your relatives, right?"

"What?" he said, dazed.

"I asked if you've finished visiting your relatives! Are you listening?"

Wait a second, who are you?

Who am I?

Where am I? What am I doing?

Zhang Yuan, sporting dark circles under his eyes, shook his head heavily. He suddenly realized that his remaining vacation time... was only 20 days.

"I'm talking to you! You've finished visiting your relatives, right?" Li Zhendong questioned loudly.

Zhang Yuan snapped back to reality and replied stiffly, "Ah, just about. Most of them are distant relatives; we don't really have much contact..."

In truth, he hadn't stepped out of the house for the past few days.

Aside from his aunt's family, with whom they were quite close, he hadn't really kept in touch with other relatives since his father passed away, which actually made things quite simple.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Look at your complexion—you look like you've been overindulging."

"No, I haven't."

"What have you been doing cooped up at home all day? You don't go out, you don't play games, you don't post on social media—it's like you've gone missing."

"Cultivating immortality... no, studying!" After a moment, Zhang Yuan finally returned from the void to the human world.

He held up the tablet in his hand.

There was an e-book on the screen.

He said with unusual excitement, "I felt that what I learned in the past wasn't solid enough, so I decided to relearn it all, and I've learned so much more. It's absolutely exhilarating!"

"Stud—ying?" Li Zhendong dragged out the word, shouting back in dissatisfaction, "You aren't studying human physiological structures, are you? Show some restraint! Look at your face—don't spend all day thinking about such filthy things!"

"Get lost, open your dog eyes and look!"

On the cover, a few large characters were written... Group Theory Study Guide.

Zhang Yuan wore an infatuated expression, like a fanatic: "...Mathematics is a very fun thing, especially the pleasure of finally reaching the answer after repeatedly calculating with different methods—it's hard to describe in words!"

Li Zhendong couldn't help but spit internally, cursing him as a pretentious show-off. Spending a perfectly good vacation studying? Are you a dog or what?

However, recalling Zhang Yuan's past behavior, it seemed slightly possible.

Just a tiny bit.

"...Why aren't you reading Deng Jiaxian's Academic Lectures III—Group Theory?"

"E-books are too expensive! 308 yuan each; I can't bear to spend it. Besides, it's a book from over three hundred years ago; other than being famous, there's nothing special about it..." Zhang Yuan said with great regret. "By the way, why did you call me?"

"My mom wants to invite you to dinner. Are you free tonight? Come over to my place."

"Uh..." Zhang Yuan didn't really want to go; he wanted to keep grinding. The thrill of learning had him unable to pull himself away.

But at this very moment, a sudden wave of exhaustion invaded his mind, and he knew he couldn't keep going like this.

"Alright then."

Li Zhendong's home was in the neighboring Donghai City, over four hundred kilometers away. Fortunately, modern transportation was well-developed, making travel very convenient.

After accepting the invitation, Zhang Yuan reluctantly put down the e-book, stood up, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Decadent!

Truly, incredibly decadent.

He had been reading for ten days straight. Aside from eating, drinking, and using the bathroom, it was just reading, reading, and more reading. He felt as if he had rusted over. Not only were his dark circles prominent and his complexion sallow, but his entire body ached from head to toe.

"I finally understand how the Bionics Cult rose to power... the human physique itself is just too pathetic."

Zhang Yuan struggled as he walked out the door.

It was still scorching hot outside.

"Beep, identity number 330841244... Zhang Yuan, please cooperate with the inspection!"

As he walked out of the residential complex, he was stopped by a security robot.

The robot forcibly plucked a few strands of his hair and drew a drop of blood; only after the check was complete did it finally let him pass.

"Inspection clear. Thank you for your cooperation, and have a pleasant trip."

"What a drag! Maybe my complexion is just too poor, and it triggered some mechanism? How could I possibly be on drugs?" Zhang Yuan shook his head, though he didn't feel much resentment.

These robots were specifically designed to target drug users; if someone were caught by a robot after taking illicit substances, they would be forcibly sent to a rehabilitation center.

Thanks to this strict regulation, the drug usage rate in the Xia Kingdom had always remained very low. North America, on the other hand, could practically be renamed the Marijuana Kingdom due to the rampant spread of illicit drugs.

It was still early, so he decided to get a massage for a while.

He walked into a self-service massage parlor, swiped his payment, and the massage machine began to work on him automatically.

Soft music played, and it felt as if every meridian in his body had been cleared.

"How pleasant... life on Earth is truly wonderful."

Because he was overly exhausted, Zhang Yuan fell asleep without realizing it.

When he woke up, the machine had stopped working, and a stylish middle-aged woman was lying on the bed next to him, also squinting her eyes in enjoyment. Judging by her attire, she seemed to be one of the promotional aunties from the residential committee's "Encourage Childbearing Committee."

"Hey there, handsome, are you from around here? I haven't really seen you before!" the auntie greeted him out of habit.

"I live in 2236-9."

"Oh, I remember now! You're Zhang Qiming's son, you even came to play at our place when you were little! You're an astronaut, right? Are you leaving Earth?" the auntie rattled off a long string of questions.

"Yeah, that's right."

"What about your property? And what about carrying on the family line?" the auntie's gossiping nature flared up, prying into his personal affairs.

Carry on the family line? Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes internally.

I'm not dead yet, and I've already sown my seeds on an alien planet; isn't that enough to bring honor to my ancestors?

However, he only thought this to himself and didn't say it out loud.

"I can carry on the family line on the spaceship too. As for the property, I'll just donate it."

"Do... donate it?"

"Yeah, it's useless anyway."

"...You're certainly generous."

"It's not really about being generous; it's just that once you see things clearly, it's easy to let go."

"..."

Under the auntie's incredulous gaze, Zhang Yuan rolled off the massage bed, smiled, and left the self-service massage parlor.

It is very difficult for people to truly understand one another.

Especially for those who have never witnessed space with their own eyes, it is even harder to comprehend this way of thinking.

In truth, there is no need to force the whole world to understand you; having a group of like-minded companions is more than enough.