Returning to Xingfeng Group and Offering a Major Merit

It was eleven at night at Stanford University's artificial intelligence laboratory in California, and the workday was over.

The students were packing up their belongings and beginning to leave one after another.

Each departing student said goodbye to the elderly man working at his computer.

"Professor, we're heading home."

"Good night, Professor."

"See you tomorrow."

Andrew Ng nodded to his students as they said goodbye.

As the director of Stanford University's artificial intelligence laboratory, Andrew Ng held a fairly prominent position at the university.

Moreover, artificial intelligence was all the rage, and many students had chosen it as their major.

His compensation at Stanford University had improved considerably as well.

Before long, all the students had left, and the laboratory felt much emptier.

Andrew Ng looked at the half-finished AI model he had created on his computer and sighed.

"Without data to support it, the AI model I'm developing is nothing but a battle fought on paper."

He was one of the earliest experts to study artificial intelligence and had conducted extensive research in the field, but his ambition had never been realized.

Research in the artificial intelligence community was now focused on civilian applications. People like him, who concentrated on developing military AI, received little attention.

AI models were easy to develop, but getting an AI to evolve required vast amounts of data to drive it forward.

Modern wars were rare nowadays, and even when they did occur in some regions, the data was classified and could not be used to populate an AI's database.

Andrew Ng adjusted his black-framed glasses and prepared to shut down his computer and head home to rest.

But just then, a voice suddenly rang out in the laboratory.

"Professor Ng, would you be interested in joining my team?"

The voice was magnetic. Though