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Chapter 1401

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The heated discussion about extraterrestrial civilization continued.

In the next few days, Lu Zhou heard students gossiping about the ruins of the Martian civilization and the clues of the extraterrestrial civilization found in the ruins when he was eating in the cafeteria. Even when his father was talking to him on the phone, he asked him in a joking tone if there were any new discoveries.

It seemed that even the old men of state-owned enterprises in small cities began to talk about the extraterrestrial civilization and Mars.

In fact, although Lu Zhou, who had just finished his retreat, felt very surprised after learning all of this, in fact, for the people of the country and even the world, there was no problem.

First of all, China did not disclose all the details to the public at once. Instead, after two weeks of foreshadowing, it slowly led the public's attention to the underground of The Gates of Hell mountain range, then led to the discovery of the cave ruins. In the last week, it was characterized as an "artificial structure", which led to the conclusion that it was the ruins of the Martian civilization.

On the one hand, this slow pace of news release was to whet the appetite of other countries. On the other hand, it could be regarded as giving the international community a buffer time to digest this huge amount of information.

And these were all things that Lu Zhou learned later.

After learning about these things, Lu Zhou couldn't help but feel that the speed of information dissemination in modern society was simply unimaginable. He had only been disconnected from the Internet for about four weeks, and he already felt like he couldn't keep up with the times.

If the time scale was magnified to a century …

Suddenly, a trace of worry rose in his heart, making him a little afraid to think about it further.

"The paper has been sorted out. It is signed by the L. S. P. M. research group. I have put the preprint on arXiv and attached a temporary communication page that I made myself. The discussion mode is similar to BBS, and the name is LSPM. I have sent the administrator's account and password to your email. If you are interested, you can also see the opinions of other scholars in this field.

"If no one finds a particularly serious loophole, the final version of the paper will be published in the main issue of Future at the end of the year. Of course, if you have other opinions, you can also raise them and we can discuss them together. "

Schulz smiled and said, "I don't have any objections, just do as you say."

Shinichi Mochizuki: "Me too."

Perelman didn't say anything and just nodded.

For the four people standing here, honor and fame were already secondary. Moreover, compared to the problem they were researching, details like signing and submitting to journals were not worth mentioning at all. They didn't need to use the influence of the journal itself to let more people see their research results.

It was no exaggeration to say that the moment the letters LSPM were written on the paper, it was destined to receive worldwide attention after it was published.

Even if they published a thesis in a random school journal, the journal would be out of stock, not because no one was interested in their research …

After the preprint of the paper was uploaded, Lu Zhou asked Xiao Ai, who was responsible for helping to maintain the LSPM forum, to open the registration rights of the website. So far, the ABC conjecture project had come to an end.

In order to celebrate the successful conclusion of the LSPM research project, Lu Zhou booked a table of four people at Wanzhou Grilled Fish at the entrance of Jin University. Even people like Shinichi Mochizuki, who had never been interested in group activities, rushed over on time.

Speaking of which, it was quite nostalgic. Although the decoration of the store had been renovated several times, the boss was still the same, and the taste was still the same. Lu Zhou still remembered that when he was an undergraduate, they took care of the business of this store in Dorm 201, and the owner of this store would give them a few bottles of beer from time to time.

Now that so many years had passed, his companions had all gone their separate ways, and he was the only one who was still at the same spot. Thinking about it made people sigh.

However, today was obviously not the time to reminisce about the past.

A large pot of grilled fish was served on the table. Lu Zhou raised the cup in his hand and spoke with a smile.

"Let's toast to the conclusion of the LSPM research project!"

"Cheers!"

They toasted in unison, and the sound of glasses clinking turned into cheers and laughter amidst the foam of the beer. The group of people ate grilled fish and drank beer, eating happily.

"This is the most enjoyable experience of all the cooperation I have ever participated in … It is also the most rewarding one. I originally planned to stay here for half a year, but I didn't expect everything to go so smoothly. "

After drinking with Lu Zhou and the others, Schulz smiled and continued.

"… However, like the old saying in China, all good things must come to an end. Tomorrow I will go back to the University of Bonn. Professor Faltings has been urging me since a week ago. Now that the proof of the ABC conjecture is finally completed, I should go back to continue my courses and research. "

Shinichi Mochizuki's eyebrows twitched fiercely when he heard the name Professor Faltings. He quickly reached out and picked up the cup, hiding the embarrassment on his face by drinking.

However, because his movements were too stiff, Lu Zhou inadvertently caught a glimpse of it.

Before this, there had been rumors in the mathematics community that this guy had always been a very cheerful person before he entered Princeton. At least half of the reason why he was autistic after graduation was related to Faltings.

Although Professor Wiles, who once proved Fermat's last theorem, had a very high evaluation of Mochizuki, as another disciple of Faltings, Professor Zhang Shouwu, said, studying or working under the arrogant old man was quite a test of psychological endurance.

Perhaps only a genius like Schultz, who he thought was likely to surpass him, could feel a little kindness or kindness from him.

Lu Zhou: "I wish you a safe journey."

"Thank you."

Schulz nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude.

After swallowing a mouthful of beer, Shinichi Mochizuki coughed twice and continued blankly.

"I plan to stay here for two months before going back."

Schulz said with a smile, "Is it because of Kyoto University? If you want to wait for the limelight to pass before going back, you can go to Germany with me. It's quite interesting there, and many European mathematicians are very interested in you and your research. "

"Forget it, if they are interested, they can come to the Far East to find me." Shinichi Mochizuki pushed his glasses and continued, "I plan to stay here for a while, not because I want to avoid the limelight, but because I still have a lot of things to study about quantum encryption algorithms … It's purely out of personal interest."

Although he had never admitted his identity as Satoshi Nakamoto, in Lu Zhou's opinion, it actually made no difference whether he admitted it or not. Shinichi Mochizuki seemed to be aware of this, so he didn't hide it and directly spoke his thoughts.

Perelman, who was sitting next to him, shrugged and also told him his next plans.

"My research project is not over yet, I will stay here until it is over."

Schulz asked curiously, "Can I ask what the research project is?"

"Of course you can, the Hodge conjecture, it's not something worth keeping secret anyway." Professor Perelman continued, "In contrast, it is what I really care about, and I feel that the end is very close. If you have time, you might as well help me."

Schulz said with interest, "It sounds very interesting."

Shinichi Mochizuki: "This is not my area of expertise, I'm afraid I can't help."

"Although I'm very interested, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to help … Or wait until I come back from Mars." Lu Zhou said with a smile, "The second batch of scientific research teams to Mars is about to set off. I'm afraid I'll be a little busy during this time."

Noticing that Shinichi Mochizuki was staring at him intently, he was slightly stunned. He couldn't help but stop talking and smiled embarrassedly.

"Is there a problem?"

"Nothing." After being silent for a while, Shinichi Mochizuki sighed, pushed his glasses, and said, "Anyway, I plan to stay for a while, I'll wait for you to come back."

The four people continued to drink.

In addition to celebrating the end of the research project, the theme of the second half was to give their teammate Schulz a farewell party.

While the four people were drinking, they didn't realize that a storm had begun to brew because of their research.

The entire mathematics community was shocked by a paper …

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