Chapter 841 This Car Is Stable Enough

Like this top rich area, any new car needs to be registered.

Especially since Lu Zhou moved here, the security level of the entire community has risen by more than one level, and the security level of the nearby scenic spots has improved a lot.

Even if it is Lu Zhou's own car, there is no exception in the procedure.

After turning the key, Wang Peng, who had stopped the car, pushed open the door, and said with emotion after getting out of the car.

"This car is stable enough."

Because of his work, he has driven a lot of cars, whether it is high-end imported cars or customized domestic cars, but this one gives him the feeling that at least it can be ranked in the top three.

Considering that this is still a pure electric vehicle that has not been developed for many years, it is even more rare to be able to do this.

Moved his shoulders, Lu Zhou who was standing at the door of the car smiled: "That must be."

Wang Peng: "Isn't it cheap?"

Lu Zhou: "I don't know if it's not cheap, but there's probably only such a car in the world..."

Wang Peng was silent for a while, and said with emotion.

"Poverty limits my imagination."

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou immediately laughed and cursed: "Just pretend you are, you have even driven tens of millions of tanks, what is a coupe?"

Wang Peng touched his nose, coughed dryly and said.

"I have never driven a tank, at most I hitchhiked..."

Lu Zhou: "..."

OK.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect this guy to actually sit in a tank.

Speaking of which, Lu Zhou suddenly became a little curious about what kind of life this guy lived before he became his bodyguard.

Turning the car key in his hand, Wang Peng looked at Lu Zhou and asked, "It may take five or six minutes for me to register the vehicle. Are you waiting for me here, or walking back?"

When we got to the vicinity of the community, there was no problem with the security work.

The entire community is now probably the safest place in Jinling, not to mention the intelligence personnel of other countries, the kind that even a fly cannot fly in.

"I'll just go back on my own. Remember to pick me up tomorrow. I have no other arrangements tonight, so I don't need a car."

Wang Peng nodded and said, "That's fine, I'll go back in a while."

"No problem... Remember not to modify my car too far, it's almost enough." Halfway through the sentence, Lu Zhou was still a little worried, and he told him again right after.

Seeing Lu Zhou's nervous look, Wang Peng smiled brightly and said, "Don't worry, I promise that it will look like it will be when it leaves, and it will still be what it will be when it comes back."

"I remember this sentence!"

Finally, he took a reluctant look at his cool coupe that he just got, and Lu Zhou turned and walked towards his villa.

Back home, he threw the windbreaker on the sofa, looked at Xiao Ai who was whistling, reached out and rubbed its monitor, and told it to make a cup of coffee for him, Lu Zhou walked towards the study on the second floor .

It has been a while since his thesis was uploaded. In the mathematics world where gossip news is scarce, the whole world may know about it by now.

But what makes him care is not what other people say, but the opinions of the "Annual of Mathematics".

Although the general review process is not so fast, his manuscript is directly submitted to the mailbox of the editorial department, and it does not go through the general review process, and he can see whether there is a result soon.

Logged into the computer and checked the mailbox, and sure enough, there was an unread email lying in it.

Not surprisingly, the email was sent by the editorial department of "Annual Journal of Mathematics".

[Dear Professor Lu, hello. We have received your manuscript and thank you for choosing our journal to publish this astonishing research. At present, the manuscript has entered the peer review process, but as you know, there are not many scholars who are engaged in research in this field and have academically authoritative achievements. We are contacting suitable reviewers for you. If the situation goes well, we will notify you as soon as possible that the review of the manuscript will enter the next stage. 】

There has been no progress in the research on the direction of the critical zone for almost a century. Even if there are still a few people working on the Riemann conjecture, few people will choose this direction as a starting point.

However, it is quite unfortunate that this stuff is quite important in the field of analytic number theory, otherwise it would not be called the quasi-Riemann conjecture.

It may be difficult to understand just saying this, but if a scholar can solve this problem, he will undoubtedly get one of the ten Fields Medals that are "equivalent" to Riemann's conjecture.

And, arguably the biggest one.

For a century, no one has been able to move the right boundary of the critical zone to the left even a little bit, so that many people desperately think that this proof line of thought is unworkable, but now someone suddenly puts Re(s)= 1 translates to the left as Re(s)=1-ε(ε→0), which proves that the boundary of the critical band can move inward!

what does that mean?

For ordinary people, it may be just a piece of news that is not clear.

But for the mathematics community, it is tantamount to discovering a new continent!

It is precisely because of this that it is not easy to find reviewers.

Considering Lu Zhou's own academic status and connections in the academic world, at least he can't find a scholar who is more experienced than him, and to avoid suspicion, he has to avoid Princeton University where he used to work, as well as those who have personal relationships with him. Closer Scholars...

In this way, it seems that only the eccentric Professor Faltins is the most suitable reviewer. And it just so happens that Professor Faltings' research field covers two directions: algebraic geometry and analytic number theory...

However, although he is the most suitable reviewer, it depends on whether he has time.

After all, finding fault with such a big proposition is quite a brain-consuming thing in itself...

"I hope Mr. Faltings finds time to come."

At this moment, the door of the study opened slightly, and a quadrotor drone floated in steadily with steaming coffee in its mouth with its mechanical claws at the bottom.

"Master, your coffee." [()]

"Put it on the table for me."

"Okay, master." [()]

The drone landed steadily on a corner of the desk, and after putting down the coffee cup, it floated out of the study room.

Looking at the string of bubbles that floated from the lower right corner of the computer with the words [Please use slowly (*/ω＼*)], Lu Zhou couldn't help but smile, reached out to pick up the coffee cup and took a sip.

"Thank you, it's delicious."

Putting the coffee on the table, Lu Zhou dragged the finished mail into the recycle bin.

Just when he was about to close the mailbox page, continue his unfinished research, and continue to approach the value of ε towards the ultimate goal of 1/2, an unread email suddenly flew into his inbox.

Slightly stunned, Lu Zhou clicked on the email.

When he saw the familiar address, he subconsciously held his breath for half a second.

[Professor, are you studying the Riemann Hypothesis? 】