Black Technology System: Light of Civilization

With half an hour of pain, Lin Feixing gradually felt that there was a lot more content in his mind. This time it only took half an hour, and he still didn't faint.

It seemed that the potion of the system did not lie to him, it was indeed useful, and then spent a few minutes sorting out the new knowledge.

After sorting it out, Lin Feixing showed a satisfied smile, because he did get the result he wanted, and now he has an idea about Zhou's conjecture.

He is sure to solve it within two or three days. Compared with the previous situation where he couldn't think of anything after racking his brains, now his thoughts are flowing like a fountain.

After sorting out his thoughts, Lin Feixing began his non-stop problem-solving road, but it is exaggerated to say that he just leaves early and returns late every day.

After three days of struggle, Lin Feixing stopped the pen in his hand with satisfaction. He finally proved Zhou's conjecture, anyway, it was proved in his opinion.

As for whether it is right or wrong, it needs to be judged by those academic colleagues. After rubbing his eyes with dark circles, Lin Feixing was going to sort out the hard work of these days before submitting to a journal.

Although Lin Feixing's body has been strengthened now, Lin Feixing only sleeps for four hours a day these days, and he still has the symptoms of staying up late in his body.

However, as long as Lin Feixing had a good rest for two days, he would recover, so Lin Feixing didn't pay much attention to the dark circles under his eyes.

After spending three hours sorting out the paper and translating the English version, Lin Feixing submitted the paper to a mathematics journal.

As for when he will be able to pass the review, he is not sure. He just wants to take a good rest now. After these few days of exhaustion, this relaxation really brings a sense of fatigue.

After Lin Feixing submitted it, his paper traveled along the submarine cable to the editorial office of a mathematics journal on the other side of the ocean.

At this time, Anthony was sitting on an office chair with a cup of freshly brewed coffee, preparing to start his day's work. Every day, he received many papers from all over the world.

There are always some weird papers in it, and his job is to initially screen out some useless papers and return them.

As a world-renowned journal, they don't accept that kind of junk papers, so they, as the first screening echelon, have to eliminate many junk papers every day.

"Hey, Bernard, how many useless papers do you think I have to reject today?"

The older brother who was asked is also Anthony’s colleague. As someone who has worked in this kind of place for more than ten years, the only fun left is these entertainments.

Facing the complicated work every day, they have already lost their enthusiasm for this job, but fortunately, the salary here is not bad, so they also live with the idea of ​​staying one day longer.

"I guess it should be within two hundred copies. If I guess right, you have to invite me to the bar for a drink tonight!"

Bernard sat in his swivel chair, spinning with a pen in his hand.

"Oh god, that's not okay, it's too easy, I've asked you so many times, it doesn't count!"

Anthony waved his hands again and again to express his disapproval of the bet, because he had worked in it for too long and it was easy to guess, and Anthony had lost many times.

Afterwards, the two exchanged a few more words before starting today's work.

"Oh, Shet, what the hell, send it back!"

"OMG, why is there such a talent, does he understand mathematics, return it!"

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While reviewing the papers, Anthony made complaints. Although he had seen many wonderful papers, he still couldn't help but want to make complaints every time he saw them.

This may be his best stubbornness in his work. Of course, not every article is so bad. They will accept some that seem reasonable, and then proceed to the next step of peer review.

Whether they can pass or not is not up to them, it is up to those giants to review it.

While Anthony was checking the emails, he quickly slid to the manuscript submitted by Lin Feixing. After seeing the title of Lin Feixing, Anthony was taken aback.

The theme is "Proof of Zhou's Conjecture". This is a big event. The first thing he thought of was which industry giant proved Zhou's Conjecture.

They quickly went to check the contributors, and then found that it was a newcomer's contribution. They checked the name Lin Feixing and found that this was actually the first paper.

This is not the first time they have seen this kind of situation. Many newcomers who want to impress the public like to use this shocking beginning as their title.

It was just to attract the attention of the editor, but judging from Anthony's years of work experience, 99.99% of the newcomers' submissions were bluffing.

"Oh, Brother Bernard, there is a newcomer here who actually claims that he has proved Zhou's conjecture. This is the funniest thing I have seen today!"

"Water? Does anyone really think that we haven't seen this method? Have you read the content inside?"

Hearing what Anthony said, Bernard, who had always been calm, showed a curious expression.

"What's so good about this kind of newcomer's article, and it's so exaggerated, it seems to be the contribution of Yanhua from the other side of the ocean, you know that kind of place!"

Anthony also discovered that Lin Feixing seemed to be from Yanhua. Yanhua's reputation in the academic world is not very good recently, because some moths often fill it with water.

As a result, the academic circles look at the contributions from Yanhua with colored glasses, so many truly talented people will be treated differently.

"Yanhua people? It's really hard to believe that this is correct, but this title is so powerful, so let's take a look, if you miss it, it will be a loss for the academic community!"

Although Bernard was also slightly affected by flooding and fraud, but out of seriousness and responsibility for his work, he still hoped that Anthony could check it before making a decision.

"NoNoNo, brother, I don't want to watch this kind of stuff anymore, if you want to see it, I'll pass it on to you!"

After speaking, he transferred the job project to Bernard. Bernard also had nothing to say about Anthony's attitude. He knew Anthony's bad temper.

"Lin Feixing from Yanhua? You are really a newcomer. I wonder if you have the ability?"

Bernard muttered and checked Lin Feixing's information, and found that there was no record at all, so he was a newcomer.

After confirming that it wasn't someone's trumpet, Bernard began to check Lin Feixing's thesis, which fascinated him.

Because the thesis written by Lin Feixing is very logical, with his strength, he can only see that there are no flaws in it, but he still can't tell whether it is right or not.

But this at least means that this Lin Feixing from Yanhua is not talking nonsense, and the content inside is still of reference value. As for whether it is really proved, that is not what he should think about.

Then Bernard thought about the professor who had done research on this aspect, and after thinking about it, he decided to give it to Professor Harriman.

This professor has made a lot of achievements in Mersenne prime numbers, so this paper will definitely arouse his interest, which is also the best result.

After confirming the candidate, Bernard sent Lin Feixing's submission to Professor Harriman, and at the same time prayed that Lin Feixing would be more reliable.

He didn't want to be reprimanded by Professor Harriman, and he also hoped that Lin Feixing from Yanhua could pass Professor Harriman's review.

If it is really proved, then because he recommended it in the past, once such an important discovery is included in the journal, then he can get a huge bonus.

"Hey, brother Anthony, you can't blame me for this, you gave it to me yourself, God bless!"

Bernard looked back at his good brother Anthony. If this was true, would Anthony, who knew all this, beat himself up?

Sitting in his office drinking coffee, Professor Harriman, wearing a pair of glasses, was reading a paper on Mersenne prime numbers, as an old professor who has been obsessed with the research of Mersenne prime numbers for many years.

His greatest wish now is to see Mersenne primes before he is alive and discover more. At this time, an email from a mathematics journal came to his mailbox.

As an old professor who studies mathematics, he often undertakes peer review of mathematics journals, and the manuscript sent to his mailbox this time made his eyes shine.