Chapter 112

What Li Zhendong said is not wrong. After all, people are a social creature. The gradual reduction of the same kind is like the gradual withering of the leaves on a big tree, and the other leaves will produce a similar sense of uneasiness.

Even Zhang Yuan will have a similar idea. Seeing his friends fall asleep one by one always gives him the illusion of being abandoned by the times.

Once he ate in the canteen, he suddenly found that there was only one person in the canteen except the tireless robot.

The feeling of loneliness made him not know how to describe it at all. He could only be stunned for a while, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

I have no appetite to eat anything at all.

When the sober population falls below 10000, basically, the functions to be closed are closed, including most laboratories and industrial areas, and only the most basic survival needs are reserved.

All the population were merged into area a, and the popularity of the merger made the surrounding atmosphere a little lively

Everyone was assigned a small house hanging on a large centrifugal wheel, similar to Europa. At 11 o'clock at night, the whole Ferris wheel will rotate, equivalent to simulating the earth's gravity.

The rotation speed of the large annular living area of the earth times itself will be reduced to one twentieth of the standard speed, and it will rotate more than once in half an hour.

The reduction of angular velocity means that the simulated equivalent gravity is only 0.22 times that of the earth.

No way, no machinery can work normally in space for 3000 years. If the central bearing of earth times is worn too seriously and breaks down, it can't be repaired by the personnel in the spacecraft alone.

Only by rotating so slowly as a snail can we survive a long time.

In addition to the new tasks in nuclear power plants, Zhang Yuan's amateur learning task is responsible for turbulence monitoring of nuclear fusion engines.

In fact, it is a very boring and idle thing. It has been more than 30 years since the birth of the second generation engine. The control method has long been very perfect. Usually, there will be no big errors.

And he himself did not want to continue to study turbulence.

In other words, even he himself felt that he could not make better and stronger results in this field.

It's brother Zhao next door. In his spare time, he has been reading young comics. It's amazing. Perhaps his wife and the girls in the laboratory hibernated, which exposed his true nature.

It turns out that elder martial brother Zhao is such a coquettish person.

"Zhang Yuan." While doing nothing, elder martial brother Zhao suddenly said, "there is no need for scientific research in the spacecraft. To relax, really relax, otherwise such a small population may be depressed. My pirate king is still a genuine cartoon. Do you want to lend it to you? "

Zhang Yuan said, "learning makes me happy."

"Cough," elder martial brother Zhao immediately resumed his seriousness: "I also think this job is too simple for you. Maybe you can do some more difficult work. I have four directions to recommend to you... "

"Four directions?"

"First, the new industrial standard design, some very trivial and complex mathematical calculations, if you like, you can go to academician Ding to pick up some tasks."

"Second, learn something about the spacecraft control system. I believe that the Scientific Committee will give you a higher authority. Of course, the more people who understand the spacecraft control project, the better. It is more convenient to take turns during hibernation. "

"Third, write some doctoral theses and get a doctorate. Your current level of knowledge has reached the level of doctor in theory, but you can't do without a thesis. When all the laboratories are closed, I suggest you change to science and do some work in mathematics or new civilization history. "

Elder martial brother Zhao talked freely: "especially new civilization historiography, if you are interested in this subject, you can consider self-study... Um... This school is actually very interesting. The Scientific Council also intends to absorb you... "

"New civilization school?" Zhang Yuan has never been interested in politics. "I don't have any political beliefs. Can I join this school?"

Zhao Qingfeng raised his head and looked at him: "you know, it's a little different from the usual. The new civilization school is a cosmic sociology that pursues truth and logic. It doesn't have too complex and old-fashioned political ideas, otherwise it would have been sealed up by the ruling class on earth..."

Zhang Yuan was stunned. It seems so.

But he didn't say anything. Why should he say that his idea is truth?

Sure enough, elder martial brother Zhao smiled and said, "as I said a few days ago, the core content of the new civilization school is pure mathematics. I don't know whether mathematics is the ultimate truth, but it may be the closest thing to the truth. "

"We generate the decision of the whole civilization through calculation, and the probability of this decision is the global optimal solution, not the local optimal solution. There will be no situation that is very applicable at present and very bad in the future."

"This kind of decision-making is not comparable to a leader who slaps his head and comes up with a self righteous way..."

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment, wondering, "a civilized decision-making is all subject to calculation. Of course, your idea is very good, and even the ruling class doesn't need it."

"But how should it be calculated? How to ensure the accuracy of the algorithm? Calculation is also given by people. How to ensure the fairness of people themselves? Do artificial intelligence calculations generate compelling decisions? "

"I think it's hard for ordinary people to accept that fate is handed over to algorithms and calculations. They will doubt and dislike this controlled behavior. Human beings can be ruled by other people, but they cannot be ruled by artificial intelligence... "

"Yes, you're right. These are problems. "

Elder martial brother Zhao shook his head and sighed: "human beings are arrogant creatures. They always think that they can hold the throat of fate. Unfortunately, 99% of people can't. This is indeed the biggest obstacle. "

He asked a question again, "how many colonial spaceships similar to earth times can earth civilization launch in the next few hundred years?"

Zhang Yuan thought, "there may be one or two, or three or four, all possible."

Elder martial brother Zhao smiled mysteriously and stretched out a finger: "66.23% probability, one."

"The remaining probability is zero. There is no other possibility."

Zhang Yuan was slightly surprised. Looking at elder martial brother Zhao's expression, he was not joking.

He thought for a few seconds and questioned, "how do you calculate the probability?"

Elder martial brother Zhao said: "through a complex functional system in the history of new civilization..."