94: From Technological Warfare to Space Empire

He walked past seven or eight bookshelves and saw that the books on satellite manufacturing and rocket launch that he hadn't finished reading before had all been borrowed.

Lin Yu picked and chose several books on artificial intelligence algorithms from the bookshelf.

He then took out the guestbooks and notebooks where students shared information and spent the entire morning attentively reading books and taking notes in the library.

While reading, I also used the system to estimate the success rate of the ideas I had pre-set in my mind.

First, regarding the Rockets:

Rocket recovery technology - [0%]

Low-carbon stainless steel - [63%]

3D printed rocket engine - [7%]

Rocket propellant - [45%]

Space launch of a satellite-borne rocket - [10%]

Lin Yu fell silent for a moment. If he couldn't build the rocket, so be it. He couldn't even handle the rocket's fuel and materials...?

Putting aside his unrealistic ambitions, Lin Yu decided to start from the bottom and continue studying the only thing he could rely on: artificial intelligence.

The guestbook is always filled with messages from all over the world, which Lin Yu often reads as news.

There will also be some casual discussions, and occasionally you can see people arguing fiercely on the guestbook, leaving their contact information to arrange a fight offline.

He looked at it over and over again, and actually found the latest chip of the era in the guestbook.

Two years ago, Intel released the first-generation Pentium processor, which was officially launched last March. This year, some chips have already begun to flow into China.

Intel's first-generation Pentium 75MHz... while advanced for its time, was still not enough for him.

The system message also indicated 17%.

After reviewing algorithm books for a while, Lin Yu finally decided to focus on using multi-threaded control technology to improve the computing power of Intel's Pentium 75 CPUs by connecting them in parallel.

Lin Yu continuously simulated the direction of the artificial intelligence algorithm code in his mind, and the system also gave the possibility of creating artificial intelligence under multi-threaded control technology.

[46%][75%][63%]

As the code direction changes, so does its feasibility. Although none of them have reached 80%, compared to rocket manufacturing, this is already considered very feasible.

Next, if he can perfect the code, he will very likely achieve 100%.

As for computing power... if one chip isn't enough, just get a few more to increase computing power! However, one chip costs more than 6000, which makes Lin Yu feel a bit of a pain.

An integrated CPU requires more than just one or two components.

Floppy disks and hard disks used to store information were also quite expensive.

Lin Yu roughly calculated that the whole set would cost around 800,000 yuan.

Furthermore, a specific receipt is required to purchase this product.

This was already a considerable challenge for Lin Yu.

Right now, I really don't know where to get money and receipts. I only have three thousand yuan in my pocket, which is the prize money for several inventions.

Reading time always flies by, and before you know it, it's noon. The large clock hanging in the museum strikes twelve.

Lin Yu stretched, wrote down his CPU purchase request and contact information in the guestbook, and then prepared to go eat.

Just as I reached the librarian's desk to register my borrowed copy of "Bayesian Principles," I happened to see that the book and notes I had just returned had been taken away and borrowed by someone else, which made me feel quite sentimental.

There are so many people who love learning in this era. Even at midnight, they can endure hunger and devour books on artificial intelligence. He had never worked this hard before his rebirth.

He still needs to eat first, so he's off.

After Lin Yu left, the books he had previously browsed through were registered at the administrator's office and borrowed by others.

Upon arriving at the cafeteria, Lin Yu casually ordered some large pot dishes with his tray. The freshly cooked food still carried the smoky aroma of the wok, dispelling the chill he had felt on his journey.

Lin Yu finished his meal for 6 cents. Before leaving, he packed two more boxed meals in a styrofoam container to take back to Ding and Liu.

Based on the two roommates' lifestyle, they usually wouldn't leave their warm house to go to the cafeteria until after 1 p.m. in winter when they needed to go to their research group.

It's not even half past midnight yet, so they definitely haven't eaten.

After finishing his meal, Lin Yu walked back to his dormitory while thinking about the funding issue.

But when I entered the dormitory, I was shocked by what I saw.

My second-generation roommate, whom I mentioned just in the early hours of the morning, suddenly returned and was subdued by Liu Bo.

Liu Bo pinned Xu Haoxiang's hands behind his back, pressed one knee against Xu Haoxiang's waist, and pushed him against Lin Yu's bed.

"Lin Yu, you're back? Old Ding just said that last night, and when I was sleeping this morning, I heard this kid rummaging through your things. I caught him red-handed."

"I held him down for two hours, just waiting for you to come back and deal with it."

This made Lin Yu fall silent. Coming from 2026, his mind was sharp, and he felt like he had a lot of complaints to vent.

Aren't these two a bit too stubborn? One of them actually held someone down for two hours without letting go, and the other was actually held down for two hours without asking for help.

If this happened in the United States in 2026, it would definitely be another "I can't breathe" incident.

He walked to the bedside, kicked Xu Haoxiang's leg which was being held down, and asked:

"Why are you going through my things? You, Xu Haoxiang, a rich second-generation heir, shouldn't be out drinking, gambling, and whoring, what are you doing here with me?"

Hearing Lin Yu speak, Xu Haoxiang, who was being held down, still stubbornly refused to admit it.

"What did I do with your things? Liu Bo is clearly overreacting and biased against me! Even if I did touch your things, is it wrong for me to be curious about you?!"

"Liu Bo, you'd better let go of me right now! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

Lin Yu was speechless. Such words could only fool children. We're all grown men, what's so strange about you being nice to me?

And if Xu Haoxiang is truly innocent, and Liu Bo didn't shut you up, how come you were held down for so long without daring to call for help?

What else could this be but having a guilty conscience?

"We're roommates, and I don't have anything particularly valuable here. I don't think you would go so far as to steal my things. If there's anything, just say it. We'll all help if we can. Why make things so tense?"

"If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"But if they don't treat us as friends and don't say anything, then it's only right for us to call the police."

After saying that, Lin Yu pretended to go and find a phone booth.

Xu Haoxiang is only in his early twenties and has been well taken care of by his family. How could he withstand such a scam?

Adding to the mix was someone with a guilty conscience who kept calling out to Lin Yu.

"No, no, no, please don't!"

"Don't go to the police, I... I was just joking."

This was an admission of guilt. Faced with such a stupid remark, the three roommates looked at Xu Haoxiang speechlessly, convinced that there was something fishy going on.

Xu Haoxiang, who was being held back against the wall and couldn't see the expressions of the three men, continued talking incessantly:

"Actually, I recently started dating a new girlfriend who said she admires my talent."

"But as you all know, I don't have any talent at all. My family paid for my admission to university."

"That's why I thought of Lin Yu."

"Our aerospace institute's most talented scholar, a master designer who can sketch satellite designs with ease."

"I went through your things just to pretend I was cultured, not some ignorant spoiled brat."

It was as if they knew this could be considered theft.

Xu Haoxiang was pinned to the bed in the dormitory and remained motionless, without struggling.

He even opened his mouth and said:

"I've told you everything, so you're not allowed to tell the police."

"For people who can't understand Lin Yu's stuff, reading it is basically like reading a book written in heaven."

"No one would understand it even if I took it out."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bo increased the pressure on his legs, causing Xu Haoxiang's handcuffed hands to be pressed against his shoulder muscles and pulled backward, making Xu Haoxiang howl in pain.

Liu Bo immediately said:

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? And what kind of dream are you having? It was worth tying you up for nothing."

"How can you be so sure that the manuscript you take out won't be understood by others? What if they do understand it?"

"The Patent Law just added new provisions this year. If your partner understands it and copies Lin Yu's work to get a patent, are you going to pay compensation?"

Xu Haoxiang wailed repeatedly:

"I'll pay! I'll pay! If the patent is really taken away, I'll pay!"

Liu Bo loosened his leg and said, "That's more like it."

Lin Yu's eyes lit up at this. Compensation? That's easy! He was short of money right now.

Most of the manuscripts that remained in the dormitory were ones that he himself didn't quite understand, just vague scribbles based on his memories of his previous life.

As an ordinary doctoral student, it was impossible for him to be an expert in all disciplines; he only had a general understanding of most of the knowledge.

However, after returning to this era, even general knowledge is extremely valuable and must be written down, which is why those discarded drafts exist.

But if we're talking about whether this thing is useful or not...

Lin Yu felt it was useless to anyone other than him.

Nobody is researching proper Bayesian classifiers, so what use are his scribbled manuscripts?

Instead of wasting time studying him, you might as well eat a couple more pieces of meat.

Speaking of compensation, Xu Haoxiang's family is quite wealthy. They give him a monthly allowance of one or two thousand yuan, which is considered a very rich family in this era.

This person is a compulsive gambler and utterly uneducated. His only redeeming quality is that he's reasonably kind-hearted and doesn't harbor any malicious intentions.