Deep Space Fleet

After Ye Kaifu left, Zhang Yuan's restless heart gradually calmed down.

In fact, it doesn't matter, if you get distracted because of an entertainment list, it's simply mentally handicapped behavior.

Academic research relies on chance, talent, luck, and hard work. It is quite normal that there is no production for half a year or a year.

Ye Kaifu was just making a joke, without any particular malice.

However, doing research is really a very painful thing. The moment when the results are made are glamorous, with various halos added, as if they have attracted the attention of the whole world.

But what about when you can’t do it?

I can only sit quietly, stare in a daze, or read other people's papers to seek that illusory inspiration.

This is the first time for Zhang Yuan to feel such pain. Seeing that others have made great achievements, but he has achieved nothing, he will always feel a little envious and doubt whether he has chosen the wrong direction.

After thinking about it for so many months, he had discussed it with Academician Ding several times, and found that his various ideas were still too ordinary, so he directly rejected them.

He has enough energy, but he doesn't know where to work hard, and he doesn't know the road ahead, so he can only do nothing.

Three months is not enough, it may be three years, or thirty years.

The pain in it can only be truly appreciated by those who have experienced it.

...

In his spare time, Zhang Yuan fell in love with the Star Library hidden in the observatory.

He finally understood why a library was set up in such a remote corner. There is no unnecessary sound here, the light is extremely dim, and one can enjoy a kind of pure solitude.

"...Mr. Zhang, I have a question. Is the local homeomorphic, continuous, and full mapping from Euclidean space to itself necessarily injective?"

"This is a difficult question. In a broad sense, it shouldn't be." Zhang Yuan pondered for a while.

"I will give a simple counterexample. Let the function F(z) be a whole function, and its derivative function is F'(z)=e^(z^2), so F is a local homeomorphism. On the other hand, F(0) =0, F(-z)=-F(z), assuming that z0≠0 does not belong to the range of F, then neither does -z0, which violates Picard's little theorem...so, this big proposition is wrong. "

"I see, thank you for your guidance." The young man named Ichiro Yamamoto wanted to bow very habitually.

As a result, the whole person accidentally floated in the sky because of the lack of gravity.

After struggling for a while, he aimed the infrared probe at the electromagnet and sucked himself down again.

Inside the Xingchen Library, a large number of people who share the same illness as Zhang Yuan gathered.

They want to study certain issues, but suffer from no inspiration and no direction, so they can only think hard here and suffer from pain.

This group of people quickly became familiar with each other.

Ichiro Yamamoto sighed: "Mr. Zhang, can someone as strong as you, with such a solid mathematical foundation, not be able to solve the turbulence problem?"

"It's too difficult. I don't have a particularly good idea yet. It's normal for such a problem to fail."

Zhang Yuan replied: "Mr. Yamamoto, you seem to be very anxious."

Yamamoto sighed, "Because it's impossible for me to make any results at all..."

Ichiro Yamamoto's research is in the direction of bionic electronic eyes. He wants to study the technology to restore the blind to the blind.

According to the current theory, it is not difficult to make an electronic eye, but it is a world-class problem to convert the electronic eye signal into a biological signal that the brain can recognize.

Yamamoto smiled wryly and said: "After boarding the spaceship, I don't even have any biological experiments on mice. I don't know how to do research. So take this opportunity, let's learn more mathematics. Anyway, if you learn mathematics well, your efforts won't be in vain..."

Having said that, the anxiety on his face could not be concealed.

"It's a sunk cost fallacy to stick to something that we invest heavily in but don't get paid back. I don't want to do that, and I don't want to give up..."

Zhang Yuan thought about it for a while. He was not good at comforting people, so he could only use a sentence that others often said to him: "Maybe, you can take a break and find a life partner."

The atmosphere became extremely quiet, and Zhang Yuan's own mouth did not seem to be convincing when he said this sentence.

"Thank you, I already have a girlfriend." Yamamoto smiled bitterly: "She is a doctor, she is very kind, and she takes good care of her life, so you don't have to worry about me. However, it is still difficult for her to understand me. Anxiety, and she doesn't know how to comfort me."

"Yeah, it's really hard to understand different industries."

"Mr. Zhang Yuan, do you think that if I have nothing to do all day long, will it be considered lazy?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned, "Probably not, you don't need to think like this."

Since the Fourth World War, the relationship between Xia Country and Mu Country has become increasingly friendly, but the difference in economic size between the two is more than ten times, so there is naturally a suspicion of a dependent country.

Probably because of the deep influence of their own culture, the Mu country people on these spaceships always have an inexplicable sense of inferiority. They even subconsciously believed that this spaceship belonged to the Xia people, and useless foreigners would be thrown out...

Yamamoto asked again: "So, how do you think the boundaries of laziness among scientific researchers should be divided? Is it based on personal self-consciousness, or is it based on the number of papers written by a person following the way of earth civilization?"

"Actually, one or two years is not enough to complete a world-class problem, but if you are too eager for quick success, it will drive people towards some worthless but easy-to-study papers, wasting a lot of smart brains in vain."

It is difficult for a professor under the traditional system to make up his mind to challenge such a big subject as a certain conjecture, because after three to five years or even ten years of energy has been invested in it, the result is likely to be fruitless, and he will not be able to make a difference in the end. assessment.

The more famous people are, the more they cherish their feathers. They have high abilities, but they dare not challenge big problems. This is actually a vicious circle.

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "I don't know how to solve the phenomenon you mentioned. If you have a good idea, you can even write a good paper on it!"

"This may be... one of the key considerations for us to build a new civilization."

"Yes, I really want to work in this field!" Saying the key point, Yamamoto accidentally jumped up from the ground and floated in mid-air again.

"Perhaps, I can join the New Civilization School instead of doing nothing like this... I am so ashamed of this society for doing nothing now."

Zhang Yuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said silently, "Another crazy one."

He kindly suggested: "In fact, there are not many public works of the New Civilization School, and you can read them in a few days. After all, it is only an idealistic school... If the pressure is too great, you can take a break. There is no need to force yourself to make score."