Genius is just the threshold for me!

Chapter 270 Is Wang Chaoren going to show mercy?

11:00 AM.

Lin Dong spent more than an hour assembling all the robots, then moved a stool and sat down at the entrance of the laboratory.

While enjoying the warm winter sun, they watched as Xu Qingling called Wangcai over, grabbed a billiard ball, and took the robot Xiaobai to play a game of testing in the experimental field.

"Go, go, go! Wangcai, pick up the ball and put it on the ground. Let Xiaobai blow the table ball over..."

A robotic dog, a flying robot, is flying and running around the test field under her command, chasing a yellow billiard ball.

"Once AI chip performance improves several generations, we can add multi-pet collaboration; right now, they're all playing their own games..."

Lin Dong observed Wangcai and Xiaobai chasing each other around the table tennis ball, but they showed no signs of teamwork or coordination, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Because the two types of robots have different intelligent modes and motion algorithms.

To achieve cross-category intelligent collaboration, the complexity of the collaboration algorithm and the amount of computation increase exponentially.

Currently, unless AI chips are equipped with an AI supercomputing server to provide computing power support, as Lin Weiliang's research on the "battle skull" system suggests, it is simply impossible for them to achieve synergy.

"With the current underlying framework of AI technology, the technical barrier to a universal model is still too high. The more suitable approach is to use various specialized AI technologies combined with various devices."

As for intelligent collaboration across devices, it can only be carried out on a small scale and within a small scope, such as decision-making by different units in the warhead, or non-standard production involving multiple devices in a factory...

As Lin Dong analyzed the underlying framework of these technologies, he suddenly thought of the AI ​​era more than a decade later, where China and the United States were taking different paths in AI development.

Domestically, the approach taken is "AI+", which combines AI technology with various industrial production and scientific research.

Different industrial production processes require different dedicated AI models, and different scientific research and development require different research and development models.

Because of the hollowing out of industry and manufacturing, the United States does not have such a high demand for various specialized AI models, and instead follows a super AI route.

This means that a single AI can adapt to a variety of different scenarios and functions, and use a single AI model to cover all production and activities in society.

Both routes require choosing the most suitable direction based on your own circumstances.

In terms of difficulty alone, the domestic level is relatively low, allowing for faster results while also taking into account the value to the people.

However, the drawback is that the limits and value of AI are based on industry and the market.

In terms of potential alone, the Americans have more potential, and they are also more ambitious. If they succeed, they will create the ultimate AI system.

Provided with sufficient raw materials and computing power, one or several AI models working together can establish the entire industrial chain without the need for public participation.

However, the downside is that it may never work out; if it does, it will become an AI cyber society.

"Wow! Xu Qingling, where did you get this new robot?"

Just then, a cry of surprise rang out from afar.

Huang Qingyao ran over wearing a white down jacket, her eyes widening in disbelief as she looked at Xiaobai chasing after her in the test field.

"Little White, come back."

Xu Qingling called out, and Xiaobai, who was chasing the billiard ball, paused for a moment. The next moment, it turned around, accelerated, and flew over, stopping two meters in front of Xu Qingling with a gust of wind. The screen on its face showed a puzzled expression.

"Master Qingling, why do you call me?"

"It speaks with emotion, completely different from Wangcai..." Huang Qingyao's eyes lit up.

"This is my friend, Huang Qingyao," Xu Qingling said with a smile, pointing to Huang Qingyao as she introduced her.

hum-

Xiao Bai stirred up a gust of wind, turned around to look at Huang Qingyao, the camera captured her facial information, then she shook her head twice, and a cute smiley face appeared on the screen.

"Friend Qingyao, my name is Xiaobai. I'm Qingling's pet robot. It's nice to meet you..."

"Wow, so cute!"

Huang Qingyao said with some envy, "It's so smart..."

"Intelligence is my instinct."

Xiao Bai happily agreed, but suddenly sensed something and turned to Xu Qingling: "Master Qingling, I'm a little tired. I'll run out of energy in ten minutes. Can I go and rest?"

"Go."

Xu Qingling nodded.

"Beep—Time to rest!"

The antenna on Xiaobai's head twitched, and the next moment it seemed to receive some signal, quickly flying to a mechanical dog charging point dozens of meters away from the test site.

After landing, the wing angle was shifted forward, and then the wing reversed and pushed, bringing the magnetic charging contact at the back of the head against it.

despair--

The charging connector is correctly connected.

The happy expression on Xiaobai's screen suddenly turned into a contented and satisfied one, with ~zzzz bubbles popping up.

"It can even recharge itself?!"

Huang Qingyao stared blankly at Xiaobai, who was sleeping while charging, and said, "But isn't it...stealing electricity?"

"Qingling, is this a new product from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group?" At this moment, Xia Ran followed Huang Qingyao over and looked curiously at the little white robot that was charging.

"The civilian pet robot that Xingdong Company commissioned Uncle Lin to develop was just completed these past two days. They gave us eight sets, one for each of us..."

Xu Qingling pointed to a large box next to Lin Dong and said, "Your share is over there. Choose whichever color you want."

"One set for each person? Wow, Uncle Lin is so generous!"

Huang Qingyao paused for a moment, then quickly ran towards Lin Dong: "Lin Dong, get me a light purple one, I want a light purple one!"

"..."

Lin Dong looked up from his thoughts, saw Huang Qingyao running up to him, glanced to the side and picked up a light purple robot and a printed instruction manual.

"Figure out how to set a password, bind your voiceprint and face, and set your name yourself. You can also install some accessories yourself... I don't need to teach you, right?"

"Don't worry, there's no problem with the instructions!"

Huang Qingyao looked at the robot Lin Dong picked up and cheered happily, "It's so cute! I'm finally getting a big treat today... I've decided, from now on, Uncle Lin is the cutest guy in my heart!"

"Xia Ran, what color do you want?"

Lin Dong ignored the guy and looked at Xia Ran who was walking over: "First come, first served. The rest are for Li Tao. Su Yue and the others can come back to get them after the New Year."

Xia Ran looked at the six robots remaining in the box and pointed to the yellow one at the very back: "I want the yellow one."

"yellow……"

Lin Dong saw the location of the yellow robot, stood up slightly, took the robot, and handed it to Xia Ran.

Xia Ran took the robot with both hands, examined it carefully for a while, and smiled at Lin Dong: "Thank you, I like it very much."

"There's only one instruction manual. You and Huang Qingyao can figure out how to use it together..." Lin Dong pointed to Huang Qingyao, who had turned on the robot and was working on binding her voiceprint.

"OK."

Xia Ran responded softly, then walked towards Huang Qingyao while holding the robot in her arms...

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In the afternoon, in the main conference room of Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group's core area.

Xu Ziming was wearing his winter work clothes and it was unusual for him to arrive early.

I put my phone in the locker at the entrance of the conference room, checked the electromagnetic door to make sure I wasn't carrying any electronic devices, and then went up to the conference room on the third floor.

"Engineer Wang."

The conference room was well-heated. Xu Ziming remembered the information he had heard from his daughter at home at noon, and walked over to Wang Xingguo, who had arrived earlier and was looking at the scenery by the window.

"What exactly is this study session about?"

"It's just a study session, what else could it be?"

Wang Xingguo glanced at Xu Ziming's seemingly nervous expression and chuckled, "Also, I see that your current skill level is starting to struggle with the project's progress, so I've decided to reduce your overtime hours."

"hiss--"

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziming instantly understood the meaning behind it. He took a breath and was about to say something, but seeing that someone had already come in, he could only whisper, "If you're not going to work overtime, then you're going to study."

Engineer Wang, you can't do this! The "remembering past hardships to appreciate present happiness" management model is wrong. Just because you suffered in the past doesn't mean we have to endure hardship without it!

"There's nothing we can do, you guys are just too bad."

Wang Xingguo shrugged and calmly said, "I am very dissatisfied with your level of knowledge and your research status."

"But increasing the number of training sessions will shorten the project's timeline. Engineer Wang, you made a solemn pledge..." Xu Ziming still wanted to make a last-ditch effort.

"Don't worry, sharpening your axe won't delay your woodcutting."

Wang Xingguo responded with a smile, then patted Xu Ziming on the shoulder and lowered his voice, saying, "What are you afraid of? You learn faster than them. If you have any questions, you can ask someone for help anytime."

"Bullshit! I..."

Xu Ziming's face darkened instantly. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but seeing that people had already come up the stairs, he swallowed his words.

"Engineer Wang! Engineer Xu!"

"Engineer Wang! Engineer Xu!"

Huang Weibing, Cai Feng, Xia Tianqiang, and other core members of the project team walked in and greeted Wang Xingguo and Xu Ziming.

Wang Xingguo and Xu Ziming responded one by one.

Soon, everyone had arrived.

Wang Xingguo pressed the remote control, and the anti-eavesdropping device was activated. The conference room windows closed automatically, the electrically adjustable glass changed from transparent to opaque, and then the electromagnetic shielding curtains closed.

In less than half a minute, the entire conference room, which was nearly 100 square meters in size, was completely isolated from all external wireless signals except for the internal wired equipment, and all kinds of electromagnetic beams and lasers were also shielded.

"There are quite a few people here today, it's a large meeting, but the content is relatively simple, so it can also be considered a small meeting."

"We're in the critical phase of the project now, with a bunch of enemy satellites constantly monitoring us overhead. We've finally managed to secure a reconnaissance window, so I'll keep this brief."

Wang Xingguo sat in the main seat and placed a file bag on the table. His gaze swept over the project team, which consisted of more than thirty core members than the Wuzhen-8 project team.

"Today I'll talk about three things. The first is that in the past two years, Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group has undertaken several strategic projects. Many of you here have been working hard on several projects in a row without much relaxation."

Just last time I went to headquarters for a meeting, the head of headquarters criticized me for this, saying that if we continued to rush like this, he would send Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's chief engineer, Yuan Li, to arrest us and take us to the hospital..."

"puff--"

As soon as Wang Xingguo finished speaking, several people in the conference room couldn't help but burst out laughing, clearly remembering the time when Wang Xingguo had taken the entire core team of Shenyang Aircraft Corporation to the hospital.

"Don't laugh, these are the headquarters commander's exact words. I don't want to lose face..."

Wang Xingguo smiled and then said seriously, "So, the first thing to do today is to adjust our work mode."

Starting tomorrow, I will change the management model for tackling key projects.

"As long as this management model goes smoothly, then everyone will not work more than one hour overtime on weekdays, and can rest on Saturdays, weekends and holidays unless there are special circumstances. If there are special circumstances and you have to work overtime, you can take time off the following week..."


After Wang Xingguo finished speaking, everyone in the conference room except Xu Ziming gasped, looking at him with expressions of surprise and disbelief.

Overtime work on weekdays shall not exceed one hour, and weekends and public holidays are free to rest unless there are special circumstances.

Good guy.

Is this the critical phase of the project or a lull period? Is Wang Ka-shing finally going to show some mercy?

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