If the brain couldn't constantly shut out unwanted information, life would truly be unbearable, and one would probably have been depressed long ago.
If Qiao Ze were seen from a programr's perspective, he probably seed like a product manager with a bunch of unrealistic demands, hoping to create a perfect product. What they made according to the product manager's requirents was full of BUGS, and they had to try every ans to patch them up, and by the delivery ti, it turned out to be like this...
The overall effect wasn't bad, apart from a pile of issues in the details, but fortunately, the flaws did not obscure the rits.
Of course, for most people, many things in this world can't be overthought.
If one thinks too deeply, the aning of life will either be infinitely magnified or reduced, leading to pessimism or even a disdain for the world.
Luckily, Qiao Ze had no such troubles. Driven by his robust curiosity, he never considered such ethereal philosophical questions as the aning of life; his goal was rely to figure out, in his lifeti, what exactly the universe that humans rely on for survival is and how it operates.
This was obviously very difficult.
So, even though he had achieved a lot, Qiao Ze still spent most of his ti doing howork.
Using mathematics to construct a micro-world system was essentially a very abstract task, just as the dinsions of space in mathematics are vastly different from the so-called dinsions of the four-dinsional world composed of the three-dinsional space plus the ti axis as understood by people.
The dinsions in mathematics essentially describe the number of independent changes in a space, structure, or object.
Beyond spatial dinsions, the dinsions of a matrix represent the number of rows and columns; in topology, dinsions describe the local and global properties of topological spaces.
What Qiao Ze was doing at the ti was hoping to have a complete set of mathematical theories to describe the operation rules of the entire micro-world as comprehensively as possible.
Even if it hadn't yet involved a grand unification with the macro, if he could use the language of mathematics to logically and self-consistently explain the four fundantal forces, it could indeed advance humanity's understanding of the underlying laws of the universe.
In this sense, what Dou Dou was doing was not aningless, it was more than just making so money.
Having a base ant always having access to more and more useful data.
Take, for example, the famous Webb Space Telescope.
Free computing power and data could greatly enrich his life.
For Su Mucheng, also cooped up in the office, life beca even more delightful.
In the morning, she watched videos and used Qiao Ze's brain breaks to explain so mathematical problems to her. In the afternoon, if there was nothing else to do, she'd take a break, et up with Liu Ying downstairs to go shopping, or go to the gym for a workout, or learn so Sanda...
Yes, the Mathematics Research Institute, as mysterious as it may be to the outside world, actually wasn't so mysterious.
Most of the ti, Qiao Ze was there, writing, calculating, or reading data that would put Su Mucheng to sleep.
If you really compare it to other people's college lives, Qiao Ze's days at the Mathematics Research Institute were downright boring to the point of madness.
Most people simply couldn't stand that kind of loneliness.
It was really Su who added so bright colors to Qiao Ze's life.
To Su, Qiao Ze was perfect at all tis, except when he was teaching her.
"...You've got it wrong here again. When thinking through a problem, don't split hairs. Whether it's number theory or applied mathematics, the essence of mathematics is regularity, and solving problems is the sa. Once you've found the pattern, you can solve similar types of problems easily," he explained earnestly.
Looking at Qiao Ze's serious explanation, Su Mucheng felt sowhat apologetic for not living up to her man's dedication to her.
Recently, she had a whim to apply for graduate school on her own rits with Qiao Ze.
By doing so, they would be even closer together, being both teacher and student, lovers, and then husband and wife. It might even beco a lovely story in the future.
Then she had Qiao Ze find her a series of books that could help her quickly grasp superspiral algebra and transcendental geotry, only to find herself more confused the more she studied. It felt like the mathematics she had learned before and the mathematics she was dealing with now were two different things...
She had this feeling when she first encountered mathematical analysis.
Concepts like differentiation, integration, and series were abstract enough, but to grasp superspiral algebra, she had to consider twists, rotations, and mappings in higher dinsions on top of that. Especially when it ca to infinite superspiral product equations, the solutions could involve multiple paraters.
As a result, after studying a type of problem for a week, she still couldn't solve a similar equation.
The obvious patterns that Qiao Ze kept emphasizing seed as chaotic as a ho just destroyed by a Husky, in her view.
Initially, she thought the few students Li and Qiao Ze took under their wing were too unreliable, always timid at group etings, never completing their assigned tasks on ti.
And that was with those guys constantly seeking help from the professors specializing in superspiral space algebra and transcendental geotry research.
But since she started to engage with this material herself, she just felt sorry for these guys.
After all, if she couldn't learn it, she could just stop and switch to a different focus or give up on graduate exams.
Admitting her diocrity wasn't a difficult thing.
But if these guys couldn't learn it, they couldn't graduate!
As their future instructor's wife, she actually felt quite sympathetic for these big brothers...
"Sorry, Qiao, I really don't think I can learn this. If it really doesn't work out, I won't apply to be your graduate student."
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