Wandering Spaceship in Deep Space Chapter 110: The Throat of Destiny

　　 Li Zhendong is right. After all, human beings are social creatures. The gradual decrease of the same kind is like the gradual withering of leaves on a big tree. The rest of the leaves will also produce a similar sense of anxiety.

　　 Even Zhang Yuan would have similar thoughts. Seeing his friends fall asleep one by one always gave him the illusion of being abandoned by the times.

　　Once eating in the cafeteria, he suddenly discovered that apart from the tireless robots, he was the only person in the cafeteria.

　　The feeling of loneliness made him completely unsure of how to describe it, so he could only be dazed for a while, and then put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

　　 has no appetite to eat anything at all.

　　 When the sober population fell below 10,000, basically, the functions that should be closed were closed, including most laboratories and industrial areas, and only the most basic needs for survival were retained.

　　All the population has been merged into Area A, and the merger of popularity has made the surrounding atmosphere a little lively

　　 Everyone is assigned a small house hung on a large centrifugal wheel, similar to Europa's. At 11 o'clock at night, the entire Ferris wheel will rotate, which is equivalent to simulating the gravity of the earth.

　　 And the large annular living area of ​​the Earth Age itself, the rotation speed will be reduced to one twentieth of the standard speed, and it will only take more than half an hour to rotate.

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

　　 There is no way. There is no machinery that can work normally in space for 3,000 years. If the central bearing of the Earth Age is too severely worn and malfunctions, the personnel inside the spacecraft cannot repair it.

　　Only by spinning like a snail in this way, can we survive a long time.

　　In addition to new tasks in nuclear power plants, Zhang Yuan’s amateur learning task is to monitor the turbulence of nuclear fusion engines.

　　 is actually a very boring and idle thing. It has been more than 30 years since the second-generation engine was born. The control method has long been very perfect, and under normal circumstances, there will be no major errors.

　　 And he himself, he no longer wants to continue to study the turbulence problem.

　　 In other words, even he himself feels that there is no way to make better and stronger results in this field.

　　 is the brother Zhao next door. In his free time, he has been reading young manga next to him, which is really shocking. Perhaps his wife and the girls in the laboratory hibernated, exposing his true nature.

　　 It turns out that Brother Zhao is such a boring person.

　　"Zhang Yuan." In the midst of doing nothing, Senior Brother Zhao suddenly said: "There is no need for scientific research in the spacecraft. Relax, really have to relax, otherwise such a small population may be depressed. My book "The Pirate King" is still a genuine comic, do you want to lend it to you?"

　　 Zhang Yuandao: "Learning makes me happy."

　　 "Ahem," Brother Zhao immediately recovered his seriousness: "I also think that this job is too easy for you. Maybe you can do some harder jobs. I recommend it to you in four directions. ……"

　　"Four directions?"

　　"First, the new industry standard design, some very trivial and complicated mathematical calculations, if you want, you can go to Academician Ding to pick up some tasks."

　　"Secondly, learn some knowledge about the spacecraft control system. I believe that the Science Committee will grant you higher authority. Of course, the more people who understand spacecraft control engineering, the better, and the more convenient it is to take turns during hibernation. ."

　　"Third, write some doctoral dissertations and get a doctorate. Your current level of knowledge is theoretically up to PhD level, but it’s still not possible without a dissertation. I suggest you to transfer if the laboratory is closed. Enter science, do some mathematics, or work in the history of new civilizations."

　　 Senior Brother Zhao talked eloquently: "Especially New Civilization History, if you are interested in this subject, you can consider self-study... Well... this school is actually quite interesting. The Science Council also intends to absorb you... …"

　　"New Civilization School?" Zhang Yuan has always been not interested in politics. "I don't have any political beliefs, can I join this school?"

　　Zhao Qingfeng raised his head and glanced at him: “You know, it’s a bit different from the usual ones. The New Civilization School is a cosmological sociology that pursues truth and logic. It doesn’t have too complicated and rigid political ideas. Otherwise, it would have been blocked by the ruling class on earth..."

　　 Zhang Yuan was stunned, as if it was indeed the case.

　　 But there is one more thing he didn't say, why should he say that his idea is the truth?

　　 As expected, I saw Senior Brother Zhao smiling and saying, "I have said a few days ago that the core content of the New Civilization School is pure mathematics. I don’t know whether mathematics is the ultimate truth, but it may It is the closest thing to the truth."

　　"We use calculations to generate the entire civilization decision, and this decision has a high probability of being the global optimal solution, not the local optimal solution. There will be no such thing as it is very suitable for the moment, and it will be very bad in the future~IndoMTL.com~this This kind of decision-making is not comparable to a certain leader who slaps his head and comes up with a self-righteous method..."

　　 Zhang Yuan thought for a while, and wondered: "A civilized decision is all subject to calculation. Your idea is very good, and you don’t even need the ruling class."

　　"But how should it be calculated? How to ensure the accuracy of the algorithm? Calculations are also given by people, how to ensure the fairness of the people themselves? Can artificial intelligence calculations be used to make decisions that appeal to the public?"

　　"I think it’s difficult for ordinary people to accept fate to algorithms and calculations. They will doubt and dislike this kind of controlled behavior. Human beings can be ruled by other people, but But it is impossible to be ruled by artificial intelligence..."

　　 "Yeah, you are right. These are all problems."

　　 Senior Brother Zhao shook his head and sighed: "Humans are arrogant creatures, always pretending to be able to hold the throat of fate. Unfortunately, 99% of people cannot. This is indeed the biggest one. Hinder."

　　He asked a question again, "Do you think the earth civilization, how many colonial spacecraft similar to the Earth Age can be launched in the next few hundred years?"

　　 Zhang Yuan thought for a while, "There may be one or two more, or three or four, all possible."

　　 Senior Brother Zhao smiled mysteriously and stretched out a finger: "66.23% probability, one ship."

　　 "The remaining probability, zero ships, there is no other possibility."

　　 Zhang Yuan was slightly surprised, seeing Brother Zhao’s expression, he was not joking.

　　 He thought for a few seconds, and questioned: "How to calculate the probability?"

　　 Brother Zhao said: "Through a complex function system in the history of new civilization..."