novelaction Chapter 847 Drawing a Cat Backfires and Ends Up with a Dog (Part 2)
Chapter 847 Drawing a Cat Backfires and Ends Up with a Dog (Part 2)
Alexander walked up to the switch on the wall.
As the power switch went off, "buzz—"
Tsk, you have to admit the Russians are really something else. The noise they make when starting up is almost the same as closing a 3-volt substation.
However, although the sound was loud, the indicator light on the server rack slowly turned from dark red to bright green. The screen first flickered with tiny static dots, and then suddenly lit up after a few seconds, displaying a line of Alliance text: "meДВeДЬ computer system started successfully, welcome to use!"
Wow, they even created a welcome screen. The Russians are really keeping up with the times.
"Great!" The experts and some embassy staff who had been invited immediately burst into low exclamations of amazement. Sergeyev even glanced at Khalil with a smug look, as if to say, "See? The Alliance's technology is truly impressive!"
No, you must have made a mistake. This is a machine copied by the Alliance from our Chinese friends. What's so good about it?
Khalil smiled along with the crowd, but a slight hint of disdain lingered on his face.
That's really true. To be honest, the Alliance's technological foundation is much stronger than ours. It's no surprise that they were able to replicate it.
It would be a joke if you couldn't replicate it!
The circuit diagrams of transistor computers are all exposed. As long as you are willing to disassemble them and follow the pattern, there are no core secrets at all.
After a welcome screen, the monitor flickered a few times before steadily displaying the command prompt ">" that Khalil was familiar with.
Minister Ivan walked to the machine and tapped a few keys on the keyboard. With a crisp click of the keys, characters such as "coю3" and "texhoлoгnr" appeared on the screen without the slightest lag.
The minister smiled with satisfaction, then turned to Khalil with a theatrical air and invited, "Comrade Khalil, since you are 'familiar with rhubarb,' why don't you pose a question? Let's see how much better the Alliance's machines are than China's."
Khalil's mind raced, recalling a method for testing a computer's floating-point performance that a Chinese technician had mentioned in casual conversation—calculating pi.
Yes, calculating pi is indeed a good method.
Kalil sat down at the keyboard, recalling the calculation formula his Chinese friend had given him, and began typing in a command to calculate pi based on an infinite series expansion:
echo “scale=1000; 4*a(1)“ | bc -l
Okay, you've finished typing. Press Enter!
Hey, why isn't there any response?
Khalil looked up blankly. Alexander walked over to him, covered the screen, and whispered, "Comrade Khalil, please try a different way of expressing yourself. Our Big Bear can't understand your English. Could you please..."
“That’s right!” The minister raised both hands. “Our computers are only for use by the Alliance. To prevent NATO from stealing our advanced technology, we haven’t programmed them with English operating instructions! This is what top-level security is all about!”
The minister's speech drew another round of applause from the crowd.
"I see. You scientists really do think things through!"
Khalil readily deleted the preceding characters and typed again on the keyboard:
π/4 = 1 - 1/3 + 1/5 - 1/7 + 1/9 -……
Wow, I didn't realize someone like Lubyanka could use the Leibniz formula?
Alexander praised this and once again grabbed Khalil's wrist.
"Simple multiplication is enough; there's no need to make it so complicated."
Khalil was startled and immediately understood. Although he didn't understand that the formula he had listed required complex floating-point operations, he obediently deleted the incomplete formula and replaced it with a series of long integer multiplication operations.
* = ?
"Hmm, good boy," Alexander said confidently, stepping aside to let the long string of numbers on the screen appear before everyone.
As soon as the Enter key was pressed, the correct answer appeared on the screen almost instantly.
"Correct! Amazing speed!" Enthusiastic applause and exclamations rang out in the laboratory.
Minister Ivan wore a victorious smile and raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Comrades! As you can see, the core principle of this 'exquisite toy' from the East is not a secret at all to our scientists!"
What some countries need to dedicate their entire national resources and spend years to accomplish, our Academy of Sciences was completely analyzed, mastered, and successfully reproduced in just a few days!
He walked over to "meДВeДЬ" and patted its shell as if caressing a trophy, his tone carrying a hint of disdain:
"This fully demonstrates that in the field of electronic computing, our alliance's scientific foundation and technological approach have always been at the forefront of the world!"
Any novel foreign invention will ultimately become a footnote in our path of technological progress, something we will digest, absorb, and eventually surpass!
Minister Ivan slammed his hand on the table, his voice rising in fervor:
"I hereby announce that the 'meДВeДЬ' computer has been successfully replicated! Three days later, I will take it to Geneva to attend the IEC conference and let the world see the alliance's technological advancement!"
From today onwards, all member states must prioritize 'meДВeДЬ' when purchasing computers—we aim to break China's technological monopoly and make the alliance's standard the standard for all of Europe and even the world!
"Hurrah!" A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted in the laboratory. Sergeyev clenched his fists excitedly, his eyes full of pride as he looked at Karil.
Minister Ivan raised his hand to quell the noise, a "friendly" smile spreading across his face: "To celebrate this historic moment, I have prepared a banquet in the Academy's banquet hall. Experts and comrades, please follow me!"
The crowd escorted Minister Ivan out, and Sergeyev patted Khalil on the shoulder, gave him a slit-throat salute, and then followed him with the air of a victor.
Khalil lagged behind and glanced back at Alexander, who remained by the lab table.
He was looking down, his fingers flying across the keyboard as if checking something, his brow furrowed.
Khalil's lips curled into a cold smile: There was definitely something wrong!
He quickly composed himself and turned to silently blend into the crowd heading to the banquet hall. However, he had only taken two steps when a cold voice rang out from his side, stopping him in his tracks like an iron clamp:
"Comrade Carrier! Please wait here and stay in the laboratory for now."
Khalil's heart sank, and he knew he was in trouble. He felt extremely regretful for the emotional, cold laugh he had shown just now.
He turned around stiffly and saw two men wearing dark blue woolen military overcoats with distinctive red trim and the insignia "KГ6" on their collars, blocking his way like shadows on either side.
Protruding!
I'm just a nobody, why would I need to lure people out of the Ninth Bureau?
Although he appears successful on the surface, all the money he earns is handed over to the government!
Although I kept a portion for myself, well, only a very small portion...
"Is this... settling scores after the fact?"
……
The heavy laboratory door clicked shut, shutting out the hustle and bustle outside.
Khalil stood silently to one side, his legs trembling...
"You figured it out, didn't you?"
Khalil's heart skipped a beat, but he maintained a blank and humble expression: "Comrade Chief Researcher, I don't understand what you mean... What do you see?"
"Ah……"
With Alexander remaining silent, the entire laboratory returned to quiet.
Apart from……
"meДВeДЬ" was still howling angrily nearby.
Tsk,
So noisy!