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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nLu Zhou tore a small piece of paper from the conference handbook and wrote down his own email address.

nAs for the Facebook account, he did not have one.

nOnce Molina received the paper, she said, “My email and Facebook is on the back of the chewing gum wrapper.” She then waved her hand and walked away.

nLu Zhou looked at the chewing gum in his hand. He hesitated for a moment before he peeled it and threw it into his mouth.

nEmm…

nVanilla mint flavor?

nLu Zhou copied down Molina’s email before he continued to wander around the hall.

nSoon, he discovered that Molina was right. People were being proven wrong all the time.

nHowever, “killing the weak” was not the objective. It was merely the result.

nSome people just were not at the level of others. There was bound to be conflict.

nThe most interesting thing was that Lu Zhou saw someone claiming to prove the last step of the Goldbach’s conjecture. When he walked over to see what was going on, he had not even finished reading the proof before two master’s students disproved the academic poster in front of everyone.

nOf course, even if it was embarrassing, it was still brave of them to show their research results here. It would definitely benefit the scholars’ future academic path.

nAlso, the number of “valueless posters” was still in the minority, and most of the exhibited academic results were quite valuable.

nFor example, a genius studied the automorphism group of Voter algebra. Even they he had not proved the final solution of “AutWn = ?”, he still put forward many enlightening and interesting ideas, which attracted countless students and even some professors.

nLu Zhou walked around and found out that the little notebook he received from the front door was not enough to write on.

nIn the end, he had to walk back to the gift booths to get another notebook.

nLu Zhou gained immense knowledge today.

nIt was not just from the “poster session”.

nThe focus of these large mathematics conferences was the few presentations that happened every day.

nWhat impressed Lu Zhou the most was the 60 minute presentation from Professor Deligne. He reported the research progress on the transcendence of the Riemann zeta function at odd integer points. He proposed many novel ideas and applications. The mathematical methods were extremely groundbreaking.

nLu Zhou listened to the report presentation intently.

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nLunch break…

nThe conference team provided a buffet meal with fruit and meat for all the participants.

nLu Zhou took some ribs and a bowl of salad. Once he found an empty seat, he sat down. He then started to flip through his notes from the conference.

nLu Zhou’s focus was on number theory research.

nEspecially the study of the twin prime numbers.

nEven though Lu Zhou did not gain much knowledge from the delusional Indian guy, he was influenced by his optimistic attitude. So, Lu Zhou’s interest was reignited.

n“Algebra is only a tool for studying number theory, it’s not the only way…”

nLu Zhou looked at the formulas in his notes and went into deep thought.

n“By picking the right lambda function… What if I used another route?”

nIt took a lot of courage to think outside of the box.

nAfter all, international mathematician Mr. Zhang Yitang had narrowed the figure of 70 million to 246. As long as he kept trying by choosing an appropriate lambda(n) function, he could narrow this gap to 2 one day…

n… Maybe?

nThis was like the Goldbach conjecture. It was far more difficult to climb that last meter of Everest than the 8843 previous meters.

nWhile he was thinking about this problem, a faint perfume smell drifted over.

nA woman carried her plate and sat across Lu Zhou. She then started to chat with him.

n“Thinking about mathematics?”

n“Yeah.”

nWhen Lu Zhou heard her voice, he already knew who she was, so he did not look up. He continued to think of the problem.

n“There is a coffee party upstairs discussing the content of Professor Deligne’s morning report. Are you not interested?”

n“I would be interested… But I’m researching something else right now,” said Lu Zhou as he shook his head and flipped through his notebook. He poked a small tomato with his fork and inserted it into his mouth.

nMolina looked at Lu Zhou curiously and said, “The academic conference is a place for communication. It might only happen once or twice a year. There are other times for research. Why are you researching mathematics right now?”

nLu Zhou casually replied, “There are many opportunities to attend mathematics conferences, but there are only a few moments of inspirations in life.”

nMolina looked at Lu Zhou slyly and laughed.

nWhen Lu Zhou looked up at her, he could not understand.

n“What?”

n“Sorry, nothing. I just think that you’re an interesting person,” said Molina. She added, “I wish you good luck in your problem solving.”

n“Thank you.”

nAlthough he did not know what she meant by “interesting”, he could hear that the blessing from her was genuine.

nLu Zhou then raised his cup of juice and touched cups with her.

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nThe afternoon was relaxing, and after four o’clock, the conference would be temporarily paused. The poster stall owners would then leave the hall and reopen at 8 am the next morning.

nIf one thought they were going to rest after four o’clock, one would be wrong!

nThe focus of the conference was the free time after four o’clock.

nAt six o’clock in the evening, the organizers prepared a cocktail party at the Princeton Hotel. A wide range of food and wine would be available to the participants.

nFor many dumb students that could not understand the presentations during the day, this was their main focus of the conference. This was the time when they felt the closest to the geniuses.

nMaybe they could use the power of champagne to receive a laboratory offer.

nIt was not impossible.

nAlthough Lu Zhou was not that interested in socializing, he still recognized the importance of the party. In fact, he could not miss it.

nIn the evening, Lu Zhou put on a pair of dress shoes and looked at himself in the mirror. He even styled up his hair.

n“Not bad.”

nLu Zhou looked at the handsome guy in the mirror and nodded his head with satisfaction. However, he suddenly felt some worries in his heart.

nWhat if people ignore my talent because of my handsomeness?

nI hope that doesn’t happen…

nSomeone suddenly knocked on the door of his hotel room.

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