Vol 3 Chapter 489: Painted scene

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Wang Qi rarely appeared in front of Chen Youjia in recent months. In addition to Hu Buxue being discharged from the hospital, Wang Qi went to congratulate You Mengran, who had not yet recovered from the serious injury. In addition to discussing mathematics with the two Xiaoyao majors, Chen Youjia rarely saw Wang Qi appear.
This guy ... when did Xiuwei reach this point?
Wang Qi was unconscious. He glanced at the sky first, and found it was too early. He shook his head and sighed, "You have to wait first. It's not time to pretend."
Chen Youjia felt that something was missing.
... Why is this guy so stupid? Why does any temperament disappear without opening?
Wang Qi lost his momentum and calmed his mind. The unpredictable and arrogant qi of the past was completely gone, and the whole person recovered from the usual slackness and agility-maybe it can also be called amusement.
Wang Qi found out that Chen Youjia was here, and the hippie smiled and said: "Yo, sister."
"Last correction, Sister." Chen Youjia returned to her expressionless state and asked, "What's wrong, have you achieved anything?"
"In theory, I'm sure." Wang Qi laughed: "Although I didn't dare to pack tickets, but I always feel confident-at least stronger than Shenjing Criminal Law Department."
Chen Youjia nodded silently. Well, I haven't gone mad completely, knowing that I'm going to pull a mockery.
Who knows, Wang Qi's next sentence is: "I plan to take a walk tonight to take a walk!"
Chen Youjia Muran said: "Oh."
Let this idiot hit the south wall with hope ...
"Sister, you have to do me a favor!"
"Oh ... Wait a minute?" Chen Youjia was shocked: "Why are you still involved with me?"
Wang Qi smiled and said: "I thought about it a bit and found that Chen Feng was right. It's more interesting to be a good person than a bad person."
"Uh ... does this have something to do with what you said?"
Wang Qi nodded his head for granted: "Yes, I decided to have fun this time ... playing, to understand this as a knight!"
Chen Youjia's face was almost stretched: "So?"
"Come and come!" Wang Qi couldn't help but drag Chen Youjia into his room, and then pressed her against her desk. On Wang Qi's desk, there are many external forms of chaos. Chen Youjia knows this is Wang Qi's hobby. In the middle of a bunch of external Fakis, there are two belts that look exactly the same.
Wang Qi stared at Chen Youjia: "Lend me your strength, sister!"
"What are you doing?" Chen Youjia was alert.
Wang Qi proudly pointed to two belts: "As long as two people wear it, souls can communicate seamlessly, and Faji can also communicate with each other!"
The cultivation method has not yet been fully digitized. Many key calculations are incompatible with the existing mathematics, so it is not possible to use the calculator for all. But according to Wang Qi, this belt can allow one person to use the other as an external form factor, plus the slot on the belt, it is simply against the sky. Before the external Jindan was invented, this was definitely the strongest plug-in for monks.
In response, Chen Youjia's answer was: "Does this sound silly? Why do you have to use this kind of thing in battle?"
Wang Qi shook his head, a "you don't understand" look: "Man, there are always so many handsome heroes in my heart. This is feelings."
"No, it's not good! You are enough with your own strength! If you love to go crazy, go crazy!"
Seeing that the negotiation failed, Wang Qi didn't force him and hummed the unknown song to leave the house.
After Wang Qi walked for a long time, Chen Youjia looked at the small bowl in his hand and whispered: "What the am I doing ... this idiot."
She put the bowl heavily on the table, but found that a pile of external Faki and a belt were under the ground, and a book was pressed.
Or, very thick notes.
"About Things like Probability, Chaos, Non-Linearity".
Wang Qi went to the street. Today is the Shangyuan Festival. It is the Lantern Festival. The curfew is completely resolved. The emperors of the emperor are all out of the house and have fun with the people.
Wang Qi, who is alone, does not appreciate the scenery, does not play, stands in the crowd, and stares at the crowd with empty eyes, is a strange existence.
However, Wang Qi looked at the crowd differently.
After several months of calculations, his understanding of arithmetic changed, and this change was accumulated by the soul into the flow of mana, and even left traces on the foundation. At this time, the KIAN crowd is no longer the crowd.
It was just a bunch of unordered individuals.
"Jarvis." Wang Qi issued a command: "From now on, shield me from all communications and all messages. In addition, send an application for computing-I have spent twice the rented idle computing power that has not expired yet!"
"Yes, sir."
The world in Wang Qi's eyes began to be digitized.
Chen Youjia has finished the booklet. She felt something stuck in her throat and she couldn't vomit. The girl looked around and found a white jade sign on Wang Qi's bedside. She remembers the portable calculator that Wang Qi first used.
So she issued the instruction: "Javis, are you there?"
What Wang Qi sees is the superposition of virtual and real. The immortal civilization in China never thought of inventing the "screen" because illusion was enough. This makes reality augmented technology very early in the application.
In the past, innumerable moments before and after the killer appeared and overlapped with realistic streets.
People are walking and interacting with each other. This seemingly disordered movement has no secret in Wang Qi's eyes. He can't accurately predict a person's precise movements yet, but he always predicts that he can maintain a very high accuracy rate. ,
However, they are only a variable in this calculus system.
Many thin lines extend from the location of the murder. That is the path, the possibility of all actions.
Although the length of these paths is within a certain range, the specific length is uncertain, and the direction is also uncertain.
However, its length and direction are always related.
Then, as the possibility of the victim's movement, it is also marked with a red icon and diffuses away from the location of the incident. In addition to the final location of the incident, everything is also a probability and statistics.
The virtual ribbons are intertwined and influence each other.
Uncertainty, existence of probability.
"This is a system, a system full of uncertainty."
"Variables are related to variables but cannot be determined."
"The only thing that is certain is that the possible location of this guy is indeed the amount of change over time."
Ignoring everyone's surprised eyes, Wang Qi laughed on the street and said, "It's time to show real technology."
In that virtual city, virtual dimensions are being generated.
The dimension of the street, the dimension of pedestrian flow, the dimension of the victim, the dimension of the murderer, the dimension of speed, the dimension of time, the dimension of possibility ... The city is collapsing, deforming, and becoming something more convenient to calculate.
An incredible but complete space is taking shape. Its body is in a virtual position, in an impossible position, but like a monster, it is entrenched above the event image, gazing at this real city.
It is not a Laplace demon, not Shirasawa. Based on probability, it exists based on non-linearity and it will never make an absolutely positive and accurate preview.
"It's been a long time, this algorithm." Wang Qi took a step forward, countless possibilities of birth and death in the virtual.
A mathematical tool used to deal with changes in another complex system, Hilbert space painting.
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