The simulation has not ended yet, and the screen continues to jump.

Ye Zhou found that he was on a highway at this moment.

Beside him was the broken-down car, and the sun was scorching above the sky at this time.

As the information flow slowly came in, he gradually realized his situation.

This was in 1983, and he was in the Ugly Kingdom.

This highway is from Austin Texas to New York.

What he has to do now is to go to the University of Rochester, New York to attend the 5th International Conference on Quantum Optics.

This conference plays a crucial role in the development of quantum technology. It was at this conference that the eight students from China and scholars determined that they must jointly promote the development of China's quantum optics discipline after returning to China.

Afterwards, the eight people returned to China one after another and convened the first quantum optical conference in China the following year, which is what is called the "Langya Conference" in the history of domestic quantum computing development.

Since then, domestic quantum optics has gradually been understood, and after being lagging behind the West for ten years, it has begun a slow but firm pursuit.

This is a seed, and he is the seed--the ninth seed that should have been present.

He must attend this meeting and must use any means to absorb and digest the knowledge about quantum optics discussed at the meeting, and then bring it back to the country to the greatest extent to promote the development of domestic disciplines.

So, the most important thing now is to arrive at the conference site.

Ye Zhou took out the map from the car, and from the memory stream he already knew that he was the only one of the eight people who drove 2,600 kilometers to the venue. The reason for this was self-evident.

He couldn't buy the air ticket because the airline was unwilling to sell it to him.

Ye Zhou sighed and began to read the paper map carefully.

After identifying his location, he found that he was still 36 kilometers away from the next gas station.

And in these 36 kilometers, almost all of them are unmanned lands.

The only way is to put the car aside first, then walk to the gas station by yourself, and after finding the repairman, you will go back to the trailer to repair the car.

In this era without mobile phones, everything is so difficult.

Ye Zhou took out most of the bottle of water from the car and put it in his backpack, and then set out on the road forward without hesitation.

The sun was burning and the ground was burning hot. His soles began to soften even in a short time, emitting an unpleasant odor of rubber.

But Ye Zhou did not stop. He had activated thinking programming. At this time, his physical fitness had improved qualitatively compared to his young age, and the effect of thinking programming was also improved simultaneously.

This section of the road has always been uphill.

His mind kept flashing back into his mind the memory flow injected into him.

......

"Ye Zhou, take a break. It's already 12 o'clock, and you haven't had a rest for 16 hours in a row."

"No, the laboratory is open for so long. I'm resting now. I don't know when I will be waiting in line next time. Come, help me adjust the position of that lens, and I need to record different incident reactions."

“To what angle?”

"30 degrees, can you help me read it?"

"Okay, leave it to me. Will you... go back in the future?"

"I will. I have to go back, my country has cultivated me, and I want to repay her."

......

"Student, the library is almost closed. Please pack your things and leave."

"Madam, please wait a few more minutes? Please! I have to complete a few key proofs today."

"You can come back tomorrow, you know, the library opens every day."

"Ms., there is a saying in our China that is called 'Ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day'. My time is too limited, and I can't waste a minute or a second."

"Well... if our young people were all like you, then maybe our country would be better?"

"You guys are already good, and we are not good enough."

"No, I don't agree with this. Your country is climbing the mountain, and we may be on the way down the mountain."

......

"Professor, can you please help me with the latest calculation draft? There is a problem with the data I obtained, but I can't find where the problem is."

"Ye, you shouldn't torture yourself like this, do you know? Your hair has turned a lot whiter. If you continue like this, your body will be unable to bear it!"

"Professor, I have no choice. I am not a smart person, so I can only spend more time."

"No, Ye, you are a very smart person--you are just not a genius."

"But, all this field needs is genius. Isn't it?"

"No, this field does not require geniuses. What this field requires is a perseverance climber. Ye, stay, I will continue to serve as your mentor, and I will fight for the best resources and the best treatment for you!"

"No, professor, I can't stay. You have many geniuses, and my country has not even a few climbers you call them."

"You know, if you want to go back, it's not that easy."

"I have to try. Professor, can we discuss the calculus now?"

......

The scenes in front of Ye Zhou were constantly intertwined. He saw that the body he had simulated was working tirelessly every night and every morning, absorbing all the knowledge he could absorb hungrily.

When I first entered the Austin school, I once moved back a large number of books in the library. The number of these books was stacked on his desk, and the height was even greater than his height.

And in the past three years, he has worked hard to squeeze every minute and every second, every little energy, starting from the top book, every time he reads a book thoroughly, he has to put a small label on that book.

Those labels are like mountaineering flags, marking the paths he once walked.

Not long ago, the last flag was finally inserted into the last book, and the mountain had been turned upside down in order.

Not only did he climb up, he also fell into the mountain of books.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou silently pushed the thick glasses on his nose.

His lenses were covered with water vapor evaporated by sweat. After a few seconds, his eyes were covered in white again.

So he simply took off his glasses and walked along the road, deep and shallow.

After walking on this road for 5 hours, Ye Zhou felt his body temperature continue to rise, and even his mind began to gradually blur.

This is a sign of excessive body temperature.

If he continues like this, he is likely to fall on this road.

Now that he has half a bottle of water left in his hand, he must make a choice whether to use limited water to cool his body or to continue to stay and replenish water.

Ye Zhou chose the former.

Even in dehydration, he can still continue to persist for a while, but if his brain continues to be hot, he may develop epilepsy.

No one can save him here.

It turns out that his choice was correct.

After pouring the water into three times on the top of his head to cool down, he finally saw the building of the gas station. Then, he exhausted the last energy squeezed out of his thinking and programming effect and walked into the gas station. He drank two liters of ice water before finally returning to normal temperature.

The salesperson beside him looked at him in surprise and asked:

"Brother, are you here? From the Death Road?"

“…I don’t know what the death road is.”

"The direction you are walking is that this road is going to pass through the no-man's land, and every year there are many people who die in vehicle accidents... Man, you are so lucky, how far is your car breaking down? Three kilometers? Five kilometers?"

Ye Zhou shook his head and replied:

“No, it’s 36 kilometers.”

......

The gas station repairman took Ye Zhou back to the highway to repair the worn-out car he rented. After driving for 20 hours, Ye Zhou arrived in New York.

When he appeared at the meeting site that day, all his eight other classmates cast a surprise look, and then everyone smiled at each other.
Chapter completed!