Super God-Level Top Student

"Ha, look at that. I knew it! What did I say? Artificial Intelligence? I have to tell you, artificial intelligence is a real game changer, it's absolutely so. It's changing our world! But I've also said we must ensure that we control these technologies, to ensure they're not used against us."

"We have to stay ahead, we must maintain our leadership in the field of artificial intelligence, so that we can ensure it serves us, serves our economy, serves our national security. And now you're telling me that a very, very smart intelligence, possibly smarter than any human, is in control of our networks?"

Romand Willy stared at the bright red tie on the old man's chest, iconic and vivid, somewhat dazed, but he nodded with certainty.

Well, actually, he wasn't that certain, after all, there was no evidence to support it, it was just a feeling.

But at that moment, he had to appear certain, that was enough.

Because Romand Willy believed the other party knew very well that whether it was true or not didn't matter, whether there was evidence also didn't matter, but that he, as the former Langley head, was willing to disclose this information to the outside world - that was important.

"You know? I must say that this country is being led by a bunch of fools, I've noticed this situation long ago and issued warnings, but no one listened! Not one person! They have no idea what's happening, these stupid guys and losers are sending this country into an abyss."

Luckily, more and more people like you are starting to realize their wrongdoings. So tell me, do you have any evidence? Oh, forget it, I know you don't! Those people may be stupid, but the fact that you're sitting in front of me proves you don't have any evidence."

"Hey, my brother, so tell me, are you willing to testify and speak out these words? After all, we need more than strong leadership, we need concrete actions, we need everyone to know that those people are leading them to the abyss!"

Romand Willy took a deep breath and said, "Of course, but only if my safety can be guaranteed."

"Deal! Alright, Romand, you know I'm busy. Damn, I have too many things to handle. So that's all for today, keep in touch with my advisor, your time to shine is coming! As for your request, I understand, you have to trust me, I know what you need! Really!"

By the way, this hotel is not bad. And it even offers some thrilling services! I've arranged them for you, you can enjoy a perfect vacation next. There's a phrase, oh right, 'rejuvenate'! This is a battle, rest up and then join me in this fight!"

"Alright, sir."

"Remember, our objective is, to be great again!" The old man winked at him, giving him a knowing smile.

"Yes, sir!"

Watching the old man leave, Romand Willy suddenly felt that the man was actually quite nice, different from the stereotype he had in mind.

Apart from being a bit long-winded, too talkative, and not understanding the principle that 'the more one speaks, the more likely one is to slip up' even at his old age, at least he was sincere in his dealings with others, without that sense of superiority, and there was even a hint of showing respect for the worthy.

All in all, quite nice.

...

On the other side, Ruel Smith, who had just taken over as acting director in name only, was sitting in the office once occupied by Romand Willy, looking over documents and deliberating on how to break the impasse he was now facing.

The answer he came to was to do his best and to leave himself an out.

But obviously, doing everything wasn't going to work.

After spending nearly three hours reviewing a pile of documents, Acting Director Smith made a decision, after a few simple operations on the computer, he picked up the phone and said, "My schedule needs to be rearranged soon, I need to meet some people... Yes, non-public engagements. I've sent you the list, let me know when it's arranged."

"Alright, Mr. Smith."

That was about all he could do for now.

Being promoted to acting director at this time was actually a bit awkward.

The higher-ups could promise him many things, but whether they could deliver was a question mark.

After all, no one can guarantee who will be moving into 1600 in half a year.

Plus, the task was quite thorny and bound to offend people.

How to go about it, and to what extent, was a real test of character.

Slow and steady it is, then.

...

Huaxia, Xilin University of Technology, Mathematics Research Institute.

The outside world was noisy, but here, there was always serenity.

Qiao Ze was of course aware of the numerous small actions of many professors within the research institute.

Such as using the ideas from superspiral algebra to calculate Mersenne primes, and such as everyone starting to use new methods to study number theory content, attempting to find patterns in prime numbers, solving pending number theory problems.

Modern research mathematics also tended to rely on supercomputers.

The allocation of supercomputing power in the Mathematics Research Institute was controlled by Dou Dou. Thus, theoretically, even if the formal research department wasn't located in this small courtyard, nothing could truly escape Qiao Ze's notice. Of course, Qiao Ze wasn't that bored, normally he wouldn't care about these things at all.

But when he needed to call upon recent results, all it took was a glance at everyone's progress and going through the verified calculations to know what everyone had been up to recently.

To this, Qiao Ze naturally approved.

It wasn't about that theory of needing to rest the brain, Qiao Ze always felt that researching a new mathematical tool should start with solving problems.