Super God-Level Top Student

Let's just say, those old classmates who used to complain about Su Mucheng's poor gaming skills were particularly keen to play Kings of Glory with her during that period.

It wasn't anything specific, just that whenever Su Mucheng entered the game, in seven or eight out of ten rounds she could find an excuse to make someone or even several people on the opposing side lose their cool, and then they'd start attacking without regard for winning or losing. Meanwhile, their Chengzi would be unaffected, running all over the map, and suddenly their win rate shot up.

More importantly, after winning, they could still complain about the opposing side.

After all, Su Mucheng truly never swore, she wouldn't even mock the opponent for being bad.

It was just Dou Dou who, from the beginning of the game, kept giving the opposing side 'friendly' advice in the public chat channel about what they were doing wrong.

For example, how amateurish it was to mismanage a skill, how to last-hit creeps, criticizing why they were obsessed with the red BUFF when trying to defeat the Baron, and during team fights even pointing out the positional mistakes of various classes...

It was as if he was legitimately trying to coach the opposing side on how to become professional players.

But he hadn't been able to play recently, because his account was still temporarily suspended. The reason was vague, it seemed the officials were not entirely clear on what had happened, but suspending the account was definitely the right move.

In any case, Su Mucheng had been hoping for a while that Dou Dou could stay on her phone, not just be usable in the lab through wireless.

Now that she had migrated all the data onto a new server, she would be able to fulfill this little wish of Su Mucheng's.

At this moment, he was configuring the environment needed for his smart assistant.

Only a few lines of code were left for the finalization.

After swiftly taking care of them, the new server began to automatically synchronize files from the old server.

Once he had finished with all this, Qiao Ze picked up the documents that Hanna had recently brought over and began to review them.

After spending roughly five minutes going through all the conclusions, Qiao Ze finally looked at Hanna and asked directly, "What did you use to research?"

"Quantum computing."

"Architecture or algorithms?"

"Algorithms, Shor's algorithm."

"Do you think researching factorization is meaningful?" Qiao Ze asked.

"Is it not meaningful?" Hanna asked in return.

"Yes," Qiao Ze nodded calmly.

Hanna pursed her lips, not knowing what to say, feeling like she was playing the lute to a cow.

But Qiao Ze's calm expression still provoked her.

"Even if my success in the future could overturn the current universal encryption model and introduce a more advanced one, would that also be meaningless?"

Qiao Ze was silent for a moment, then acknowledged, "Yes, as of now, any research focused solely on quantum computing applications has more symbolic significance for humanity's level of technology than practical utility."

This statement actually amused Hanna.

"Okay, Qiao, excuse my shallowness, so please tell me, what in your opinion is meaningful?"

Qiao Ze directly pulled out a stack of documents and pushed them over.

"Here's a new paper whose preliminary ideas were validated yesterday, take a look and then we'll talk."

"Is it the one you submitted to 'Mathematics Annual'?"

Qiao Ze shook his head and said, "It's a paper I haven't started writing yet, but you should be able to understand it."

Hanna gave Qiao Ze a look and reluctantly picked up the documents he had pushed over to her.

What does he mean 'should be able to understand'?

Who is this guy looking down on?!

...

Huaxia, the Capital, Yanbei International Mathematics Research Institute.

Zhang Hongcai was presiding over a cloud conference.

One of the topics being discussed was Qiao Ze's application.

He didn't feel like dragging it out anymore.

After Wu Chengze left yesterday, several people had called to insinuate inquiries about this matter.

Among them, two messages were entrusted by others.

They made Zhang Hongcai feel overwhelmed.

That's why he directly replied to Qiao Ze's email.

If things couldn't be postponed, it was better to just vote.

No matter the result, he could simply inform Qiao Ze; he himself could accept Wu Chengze's suggestion from yesterday, but this was not something he could decide alone.

Of course, if he had given the professors at Yanbei a heads-up beforehand, the chances of Qiao Ze's application being approved would have greatly increased.

But Zhang Hongcai did not do so. Even when announcing the meeting, he did not mention that this issue would be discussed today.

He wanted to see the others' real reactions.

And he was quite curious about how many people Qiao Ze had discussed with academically these days.

...

"...Alright, I have heard everyone's opinions. Now we come to the last item of today. As you all know, Academician Gu went to Norway for a conference and before he left, he specifically asked me to handle a matter, which I believe many are already aware of."

At this point, Zhang Hongcai paused and glanced at the expressions of the dozen or so mathematics professors on the screen before continuing, "Yes, it concerns Qiao Ze from Xilin University of Technology applying to join the panel of mathematical experts. According to tradition..."

Zhang Hongcai was not finished speaking when he saw someone apply to speak, especially the two professors from Shuangdan University. Hesitating for a moment, he decided to let others speak first.

"Professor Hu, what's your opinion?"

"Professor Zhang, and other professors, to be honest, I don't understand why we need to bring up this matter for discussion in the meeting. There are clear rules regarding the recognition of expert status. Which of these rules does this Qiao Ze you mentioned meet?"

As these words were spoken, Zhang Hongcai sharply noticed that everyone seemed to be stirrer, and he couldn't be bothered to preside over the meeting any longer. He simply set the session to free discussion mode.

"Ahem, Hu, your view is somewhat biased. Although most of the conditions are not met, the provisions regarding academic contributions should still be met."

"Ha? Academic contributions? How many papers has he published so far? The most noticeable must be the one in Mathematics Annual, right? But the main body of the paper hasn't been published yet, hasn't undergone academic scrutiny. How can we be sure he qualifies?"

"If I may add a reminder, even if Qiao Ze has only two formally published papers, his theoretical contribution to group theory and causal coupling is still out there. I won't even mention Youwei's M60P Group Wisdom voice recognition performance; the paper has been cited 37 times just two months since publication."

"But we can't just look at these, can we? To become a member of the expert review panel, you should at least have a certain status, right? Folks, are you really planning to let a student into the panel? Just to make it clear, I have nothing against Qiao Ze, but even if we wait for his graduation, what's the rush?"

"Professor Zhou, it's a new era, we can't stick to old rules for everything, can we? The main thing for an expert reviewer is to have the capability to win people over. As long as the capability is sufficient to convince, whether or not one holds a professor's title is actually not that important."

"Yeah, yeah, you might not know this, but Xilin University of Technology is very supportive of Qiao Ze's application. The dean personally published the article in Xilin Education Weekly, saying that our job should not be about seniority."

"Heh... that's really bold! I'll definitely read that later, then go ask them in person, what do they mean by seniority? Is it implying that we haven't made any contributions and are just occupying our positions because of our age? Is Xilin University of Technology trying to defy the heavens?!"

"Calm down, Professor Yu, maybe that's not what they meant. You have to understand, after all..."

...

Zhang Hongcai leaned his hand on his forehead, listening to the constant bickering in his headphones.

Great, there were supporters on both sides, and of course, some who were stirring the pot with veiled sarcasm.

But he found it quite amusing.

It had been a long time since the meetings were this lively.

Watching a group of professors with a combined age of over a thousand years old arguing was actually quite interesting.

Ten minutes later, as he saw the group moving from arguing to quarreling, Zhang Hongcai decisively ended free speech.

"Ahem, alright, alright, I believe everyone has had enough communication. As for the objections to bringing up this matter for discussion in the meeting... well, don't blame me, you can send an email to Academician Gu to discuss this matter. Now let's vote. Old rules, majority wins. We will report the outcome here and then submit it to the foundation for a final decision."

As he spoke, Zhang Hongcai promptly sent out the voting options he had already prepared.

Following that, each person could select to support, oppose, or abstain on their computer.

Zhang Hongcai didn't vote.

He intended to wait and see the outcome, hoping his vote wouldn't matter.

But to his chagrin, the result was a tie.

Eighteen professors: 6 abstentions, 6 in favor, 6 against.

Zhang Hongcai began to suspect that these people had conspired together, right?

Even using code language in a free discussion?!