Chapter 7 chapter Five

This is the 11th day since I sent my wife away.During these days, Park Chung-cheol and his assistants carefully reviewed all the relevant materials, calculation framework, boundary assumptions, etc., and input them into the computer.Then Wolfe began his intense calculations.The main computer room can only hear the heavy creaking sound inside the computer, and the indicator light keeps flashing green.Sergey and Tajima were very anxious, almost on the verge of nerve breakdown. After several years of painstaking research, it is estimated that the verdict will be decided today. Park Chongzhe tried his best to maintain his calm. He always remembered his wife's words at the beach in Qingdao.Finally, the main computer stopped calculating, and Wolfe's computer-synthesized face appeared on the screen.It seems to be exhausted by heavy calculations.After making eye contact with Wolfe, Park Chung-cheol's heart sank suddenly, and he already knew the result.

"Unfortunately, gentlemen," Wolfe said in a low voice, "the calculations are still divergent, and no clear results have been obtained." It paused for a moment, and then said: "Don't be discouraged, Mr. Park. In the last dozen calculations, I have a strong feeling that a dozen different calculation frameworks all revolve around a common agnostic center. The direction is broadly correct." Park Chongzhe forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Wolfe, for your hard work." "The computer never tires, my master," Wolff joked. Its synthetic face faded from the screen, and Park Chung-chul turned back to his colleagues with a smile:

"Clean up the mess and prepare for the next round of sprints. Don't be discouraged. This is God's last secret. Once we steal it, we will be on an equal footing with his old man. Do you think he will be willing to admit defeat? It doesn't matter, as long as you persevere, you will always win." One day, we'll carve a hole in the backyard wall of Eden." But these jokes clearly did not dilute the frustration of failure.Tajima and the others all looked gloomy. They cleaned up the room, turned off the power of the computer and left silently. In the evening, Chongzhe didn't eat, so he went to the restaurant and made a simple confession:

"Parents, eat, I'm not hungry." Then he turned and left.Mom was about to call him back when Professor Kong said coldly: "Don't call him. His theory has failed again, for the 140th time." His tone was almost like a wizard's sentence.Yuan Yuan's mother looked at him and said nothing, and the three of them ate dinner in silence.Yuan Yuan was also very tactful and silent, just looking at his father and then at his mother with his eyes. Chong Zhe changed into a Korean national costume and came to the piano room alone.He lifted the piano cover and popped out a string of melodies.This is a work by my mother-in-law, "Mother's Love and Death", which is very famous.He calmed down and finished playing the piece of music.

Then he stopped, raised his face, and looked out the window quietly.The night sky is deep, billions of stars are walking their own life path, from the main sequence star to the white dwarf or red giant star, this is a long road that lasts billions of years; even the universe itself has its birth and death, it starts from the big A black hole born in an explosion and returned to death.He remembered that when the two first met, Xianyun told him that as soon as she heard the song "Mother's Love and Death", she would think of a female octopus for no reason.After they give birth to seeds, they don't eat or move. They patiently turn the eggs with their arms and legs to maintain sufficient oxygen, and quietly wait for their own death.At that time he told Xianyun:

"Did you know? There is a death gland under the eye socket of a female octopus, which secretes a death hormone after laying eggs. If the gland is cut off, those octopuses that have been starving for a long time will start eating again. This is the same material structure as the desire for survival A classic example of a definite connection - albeit contradictory." After that, he conducted a dangerous experiment. He extracted a sufficient amount of octopus death hormone and injected it into his body, and then began a terrible psychological experience: his inner world became completely gray and lifeless. grey.He neither ate nor drank, nor spoke, nor moved, but bent on entering eternal death.His thinking is still very clear, and he can clearly judge the ridiculous human behavior: they are born, grow up, chase the opposite sex under the control of hormones, release maternal love under the control of the corpus luteum, compete, struggle, work hard, and finally have to go to failure escaped death.How hopelessly stupid!

If adequate precautions had not been taken in advance, he would have been tempted by the goddess of death and committed suicide.He passed a week in this terrible depression, and as the death hormones were broken down and released, his inner world began to brighten.The desire to survive began to pulsate slowly, and gradually became stronger. He was full of love for the world and life again, and Xianyun's glance and smile could make his heart sway again... Having such an experience, he has strengthened his belief in deciphering the mystery of life.But... another failure!He always felt that he had reached the entrance of the secret cave, but he forgot the password "Open Sesame".

Am I doing nothing all my life?He yelled bitterly in his heart. As usual, Yuan Yuan would go to the storage room to say good night to the white cat "Jia Jia" every night. If his mother didn't pay attention, he would sneak back to the bedroom with the cat in his arms and hide the white cat under his bed.In the past two days, the white cat was about to give birth, and Yuan Yuan had spread a thick layer of silk cotton in its rattan basket nest, but the female cat was still picky and tore it with her mouth.Yuan Yuan rubbed the female cat's back carefully, and patiently warned:

"Mother Cat, you can't eat a kitten. You can't be like your grandmother Bai Xue, who ate a kitten." Jiajia didn't want to listen to his teachings. It looked irritable, roared in a low voice, and jumped back and forth in the room.It rushed to the top of the cabinet, Yuan Yuan shouted anxiously: "Jiajia, come down!" Jia Jia stood in a stalemate with Yuan Yuan on the top of the cabinet for a while, then suddenly jumped down, and a thick paper roll also fell down.Yuan Yuan picked it up curiously and spread it out.The roll of paper had turned yellow and brittle, but the black handwriting on it was still clear.This is a music score, and the tadpoles written with grass are jumping on the stave.Yuan Yuan picked out the first page of it, with the words "Song of Life" written on the title.Learning the piano from his mother since he was a child, Yuan Yuan was already at ease when he read the music score. He glanced at it inadvertently, and he had already read the melody on the first page in his heart.

He suddenly froze!A familiar long-forgotten melody sounded softly.Very far away, revealing an indescribable kindness, just like the hypnotic song that my mother sang softly in my ear when I was a child.He was hot all over, and felt an indescribable impulse in his heart. He thought for a while, and took the roll of paper to find his mother.Mom couldn't find it, but she saw Brother Pu in a daze in the piano room.He walked over and put the roll of paper on the keys on tiptoe: "Brother Pu, what do you think this is?" Park Chongzhe temporarily put aside those bitter thoughts, and hugged Yuan Yuan with a gentle face:

"It's sheet music, where did you find it?" "In the storage room, it was Jia Jia who took it off the top of the cabinet." Zhongzhe looked at the music score, it seemed to be handwritten by his father-in-law.The handwriting is flying like a dragon and flying like a phoenix, piercing through the back of the paper.He must have done it in one go under a strong creative impulse, and the passion when he writes can still be felt on paper.At this time, Yuan Yuan's mother leaned in from the door and said with a slight reprimand: "Yuanyuan, you're still running around, you should go to sleep." Yuan Yuan slipped down obediently.Zhongzhe said seriously: "Yuanyuan go back first, I'll read it and tell you tomorrow, okay?" Yuan Yuan nodded, said good night to Brother Pu, and left with her mother.He met Dad at the door of his bedroom.Yuan Yuan never "holds grudges" against his father's indifference. He raised his little hand and shouted affectionately: "Good night, Dad." Professor Kong snorted expressionlessly, walked away with his hands behind his back.Mom looked at Yuan Yuan with pity, but Yuan Yuan, who didn't understand human affairs, didn't seem to feel sad.He obediently climbed into bed, slept on his back, and asked: "Mom, do you want to turn off my sleep switch?" "Ok." "Why don't you all have a sleep switch?" Mom really doesn't want to deceive the naive Yuanyuan anymore, but she can't explain the truth, she can only say vaguely: "Sleep, Yuanyuan, I'll tell you when you grow up." Yuan Yuan closed his eyes obediently, his mother turned off the switch under his armpit, and Yuan Yuan's expression slowly disappeared. As usual, after Yuan Yuan lost his life force, Mom stayed beside him and looked at him lovingly for a long time.He left with a slight sigh. Chongzhe arranged the music pages in order, stuck them on the music stand, and played them absent-mindedly. Sometimes he would pause, frowning and thinking about his own thoughts.Suddenly his whole body shook!The string of melodies he played just now echoed in his ears, shocking his heartstrings.He hurriedly flipped through the music score, and those five-line scores fluctuated and circled in his eyes, just like the magic DNA double helix long chain, which aroused a mysterious impulse in his heart. Having trekked and climbed in the DNA world for twenty years, he was already too familiar with them, so when the overall structure of the score began to unfold in his mind, he subconsciously compared the score with the T, G, A, and C in DNA. Reverse substitution, so a strange DNA sequence flows out. He trembled, closed his eyes, and tried his best to grasp these strange sequences with his consciousness, for fear that they would be broken into pieces in an instant.He murmured, God, is this the treasure that I have been searching for for twenty years but have not found? He really couldn't believe it, because the result was too simple, and victory came too easily.But in fact, he has long been convinced in his heart that he knows that the expression of truth is always the most concise. He immediately picked up the music score, walked through the dark tree-lined path, and returned to the research institute.He sits at his keyboard, hastily coding new computational frameworks.These ideas are like a flood that has been accumulated for a long time. Once there is a gap, it will rush down thousands of miles.After just an hour, the new frame was erected.He turned on the main computer switch, and Wolfe's synthetic face showed a surprised expression: "Mr. Park, are you alone? It is 1:45 in the evening." It immediately understood: "I think you must have made a major breakthrough, please enter the new calculation frame immediately." This calculation is extremely fast.When the sunlight began to seep through the window curtains, the stream of numbers rolling down the screen and the long strand of DNA double helix finally stopped.Wolf's face appeared on the screen again: "The calculation results converge, and a definite mathematical formula can be obtained." The dozens of pages of mathematical formulas scrolled on the screen screen by screen, and Wolf recalled a smile from the memory bank: "Congratulations, Mr. Park .” Excessive joy made him calm instead.He walked silently to the window and drew back the curtain.The bright morning light came in, and the leaves bathed in morning dew were a bright green color. Boys and girls who were reading in the morning hurried past the window.He cried out in his heart: "It finally worked."