allendalepharm Chapter 211 The Perfect Holy Grail
Chapter 211 The Perfect Holy Grail
"Hey, where's Su Zhe?"
"My dad? He's drunk too, he hasn't gotten up yet."
"Haha!" Upon hearing this, Allen instantly perked up, straightening his back a bit.
"Looks like I managed to salvage at least a little bit of American male dignity in this international drinking contest!"
Su Hao simply rolled his eyes, too lazy to even respond.
This left Allen with no choice but to cough twice, trying to cover up his inexplicable embarrassment.
"Please come in." Su Hao pushed open the door.
As Allen had imagined, Su Hao's room was just as minimalist and tidy as he had envisioned.
But what catches the eye most is the floor-to-ceiling bookshelf that seems enormous compared to the room's size, even giving off a slightly oppressive feeling.
It arrogantly occupies an entire wall!
The bookshelf had no figurines or comics; instead, it was crammed full of thick, brick-like academic papers, cutting-edge theoretical monographs, and rows of biographies of mathematicians.
The sheer weight of knowledge, built purely from knowledge, is overwhelming.
In the corner of the room stood a huge whiteboard.
The whiteboard was covered with mathematical formulas that were only halfway through the derivation.
The intricate symbols and parabolas intertwine wildly, like a vast net attempting to capture some kind of divine secret.
At the end of these calculations, there is a very complex zeta function matrix, with a question mark next to it.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it clearly represents an insurmountable problem that the owner of the blank board has yet to solve.
On the other side of the whiteboard, several lines of text were clearly written.
That was the derivation theorem related to the "self-referenced phase variable" that Allen had been thinking about and longing for all night!
Allen's breath caught in his throat for half a second the moment he saw those words.
"Is this the algorithm from your paper...?"
"Yes, I just wrote it down casually."
Almost instinctively, Allen took a step forward and walked straight to the whiteboard.
The sharp lines and complex symbols intertwined and diverged wildly in this small space, as if Su Hao's unfathomable thought process had been forcibly visualized into a mind map!
He stood in front of the whiteboard for a long time, as if he had become a statue, his eyes fixed on the derived formulas.
"This is a special structure in which a system receives its own output as input again."
Su Hao walked to the whiteboard, picked up a marker, and began explaining to Allen.
Simply put, it's about every traffic signal in the city making a decision...
It not only takes into account the surrounding traffic congestion, but also uses its own "state" as a core parameter to dynamically determine the phase of the next cycle.
"Um......"
Allen clasped his arms tightly to his chest, his eyes fixed on the whiteboard like torches, as if he wanted to burn it through!
After a good night's sleep and a bowl of hangover soup, his mind is now perfectly clear!
To salvage the last shred of his dignity as a seasoned urban engineering scholar, he's frantically pushing his brain's processing power to the limit...
The CPU was running at almost the point of smoking, frantically calculating the underlying logic of these formulas in its mind!
Soon, a bead of cold sweat quietly slid down his temple.
"Conventional feedback loops usually only passively reference external variables, but here... you've actually introduced a self-referential mechanism?!"
Allen exclaimed in surprise, his voice tinged with disbelief.
"You mean, this system doesn't require human intervention; it can autonomously identify and correct its own phase deviations over time?!"
Fortunately, his battered brain did not misunderstand.
Su Hao nodded quite naturally:
"That's right. Even if the external central control system is cut off, the entire network can autonomously synchronize its phase, just like a living biological community."
Each node accurately records its own state and uses it as the benchmark for judging the next cycle.
It's as if they have developed their own basic thinking.
"..."
Allen felt as if some common sense in his mind had been completely ignited by this sentence.
Next, Alan, the dignified Deputy Director of Transportation at Boston and a bigwig at MIT, listened intently and eagerly to Su Hao, an undergraduate researcher, just like a freshman returning to the university classroom and just beginning to explore the world.
This explanation lasted a very long time.
It wasn't until the city's neon lights began to flash that the confusion in Allen's eyes was completely ignited by an emotion called "frenzy".
Finally, following Su Hao's guidance, he completely grasped the theoretical core of this algorithm.
"Oh my god..."
Allen slumped into a chair, speechless for a moment.
He felt like his worldview was being brutally rubbed into the ground.
This is not a formal paper that Su Hao painstakingly prepared by consulting a vast amount of literature!
Judging from the tone of this kid, the conception period for this theory was definitely not long, and it may even just be a spark of inspiration that came to him on a whim!
But this monster, relying solely on the well-worn topic of "signal optimization," managed to derive such an astonishing mathematical model with a casual push?!
The moment he fully understood it, Allen felt as if he could hear the sound of his own worldview shattering!
This is fucking a dimensional reduction attack!
This is a unilateral massacre of traditional traffic engineering that makes absolutely no sense!
"This can no longer be called a traffic theory..."
Allen muttered to himself, grabbing his hair tightly with both hands.
"This is a groundbreaking high-dimensional product that integrates high-dimensional topology, nonlinear dynamics, and collective cognitive systems!"
Looking at this system is like standing in the present and examining a future signal system from thirty years in the future!
Tell me, by then, will this incredible technology really be feasible?
This is absolutely the ultimate and perfect holy grail that every engineer dedicated to urban planning would be willing to sacrifice their soul for!
At this moment, a strong desire, like molten lava, welled up in Allen's heart, a desire to put it into practice at all costs!
"That's beyond my area of expertise, so I'm not sure."
Su Hao scratched his head, giving this fanatical believer a completely innocent look as he poured cold water on his enthusiasm.
"I just feel that cities are constantly making choices in every tiny moment."
I don't want to simply focus on those few rigid traffic lights; I just want to try... to create mathematical models centered on 'human game theory and decision-making.'
Su Hao looked at the whiteboard and casually added:
"After all, a car is ultimately driven by a person."