Super God-Level Top Student

Chapter 529 - 230 Dou Dou, the Innate Holy Body_2

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The season of revival flourished, and the school started buzzing with more people.

If the sunshine was bright, many people could even be found casually sitting on the lawn with a book in hand, reading accompanied by the scent of flowers.

It's just that this year's weather clearly wasn't cooperative.

It hadn't reached the rainy season of May yet, but gloomy and rainy days were still prevalent, casting a melancholic mood over everyone.

Alright, regardless of how others felt, Lotte Dugan's mood was truly downcast.

Because it was confirmed that the material science model was produced by Qiao Ze, it also meant that the person he had longed for had completely lost any chance of coming to Princeton.

Not to mention joining Princeton as a faculty member.

Even just traveling abroad to receive an award would be very difficult for Qiao Ze before the core code of the model was made public.

The stakes were just too high.

The chaotic scene at MIT's forward-looking conference on chemistry and material science had already reached his ears.

That group of people clearly was in a real panic.

From the current situation, it seemed that Huaxia would definitely not allow the material model to be used by outsiders for a long time.

At the very least, they definitely wouldn't authorize its use to them in the short term.

This also meant that the investment logic of the related industries would shift in the upcoming period.

Falling behind in overall material science and chemical research didn't mean the industry would receive more investment. Because Huaxia had already charted a different course. So, following this, hefty hot money would be directed and then invested into the field of artificial intelligence research.

To subsidize those scientists in developing at least a product that could rival Qiao Ze's material model.

Microsoft and Microsoft-backed Open AI, Google, and related industrial chains like Intel, NVIDIA, etc., might all receive major benefits.

Those material science labs would likely have a hard time securing any investment.

After all, it had been proven that the traditional methods of material research were far behind Huaxia in terms of cost and efficiency.

He dared not think about what it meant.

In the end, Dugan couldn't hold back anymore.

So, the refusal to come to Princeton was because we don't speak Chinese?

God damn it, having to write letters in English already feels like a loss...

Isn't language just a tool for communication?

If he's so concerned about the language issue, he can... well, he can have his students learn Chinese!

Really, Lotte Dugan immediately thought about replying to Qiao Ze to tell him to start writing letters in Chinese from now on, and Qiao Ze could also speak Chinese when they met, at worst he would buy a translator device.

It's not that Lotte Dugan was unwilling to learn Chinese, but at his age, it was too difficult to systematically learn a language that was entirely different in logic from his mother tongue.

Especially since he was not particularly talented in languages.

In Huaxia, he had read Qiao Ze's thesis, which was written entirely in Chinese.

Apart from the numbers and mathematical symbols, the other characters were almost indistinguishable in his eyes — truly hard to differentiate.

As for going to Huaxia.

Well, Dugan had to admit, there was a moment when he was truly tempted.

Working with a genius and young mathematician like Qiao Ze would undoubtedly keep him constantly delighted.

This had nothing to do with nationality, belief, race... or anything else, it was purely academic joy.

Think about it, after the last face-to-face talk with Qiao Ze, his research had made nearly breakthrough progress, giving him a thrill akin to glimpsing the true essence of the universe.

If he could be thirty years younger, back when he wasn't married and had no children, he would probably have gone to get a visa without a second thought.

But at his current age, there were just too many things to consider, indeed a pity.

For a while, Lotte Dugan just sat there, staring blankly at the screen, with many things he wanted to say but not knowing where to start.

Several times he lifted his hands, typed out a few words, and then deleted them again.