When passing by the dining car, he took two pieces of bread, and after rushing back to the room, Lu Zhou threw two small notebooks on the table and took out scratch paper from the suitcase.

Everything is ready to go.

He took a deep breath, and his consciousness entered the system, activating the "Enlightenment Time......

Different from the feeling when he was in deep learning, and completely different from the feeling when he took the concentration capsule, Lu Zhou, who left the system space, did not produce the feeling that all impetuousness was isolated from his chest, leaving only pure rationality.

Instead, a warm current ran up his spine, and the moment it melted into the back of his head, it was like a fire rushing into a pyre, igniting his mind.

“…… Strange feeling. ”

The index finger and thumb pinched the center of his eyebrows, Lu Zhou squinted his eyes, and only felt that everything in his field of vision was shaking slightly.

At the same time, the constant flow of inspiration from the depths of his mind washed over his cerebral cortex like a trickle of water flowing through a valley.

It's hard to put into words what that feeling feels like.

It was as if at this moment, the tentacles of all the nerve endings in his body stretched outward for more than a meter and broke through the flesh. The bondage of the body is directly connected to all things in the universe......

The overlapping rings on the curtain resemble an abstract and elongated Möbius ring.

The texture of the rows at the end of the bed sheet is counterclockwise interpreting the connotation of the Fibonacci sequence.

The paper cups on the bedside table, moved to the right by a finger's width, and the distance between the chandelier and the bed, just form the golden thirds ratio in the spatial composition.

These small details, which would not have been noticed by him at all, were so obstructive at this moment.

It's as if everything that comes into view is peeled away, the graphics are reduced to pure geometric images in the depths of the mind, and the data is broken down into pure numbers and operational symbols.

This feeling, for an artist, is simply a dream paradise.

Of course, at the same time, it is also a hell for people with OCD......

Moving the cup on the bedside table to the right by about a few centimeters, Lu Zhoushen returned to the chair and sat down, taking a breath, trying not to pay attention to the disobedience in the room, and focusing all his attention on the problem on the paper.

That is, whether there are infinitely many pairs of prime numbers (P,P+2)!

……

The functionality of the system has always been very user-friendly.

The heuristic time is 24 hours in total, which can be started at any time and paused at any time. However, after each pause, there will be a period of "inspiration dryness" for a short period of time. Specifically, it is a sluggish thinking, a decline in response, and a lack of taste...... Something like that.

After a few explorations, Lu Zhou finally became familiar with the use of this function.

And the effect of enlightening time made him, who had been troubled by the twin prime conjecture for half a year, ecstatic.

So much so that Lu Zhou almost forgot why he came to Princeton, and also forgot the report meeting on the afternoon of the fifth day, and even unknowingly, left the system task behind.

To make the most of each hour, he only opens a maximum of four hours a day, divided into four times. Make the most of every hour, if not every minute, without interrupting your train of thought.

Immersed in the search for answers, he is like a hunter patrolling the forest, searching for the clues left by the fleeting white dove.

And the originally ethereal clues, under the influence of the explosion of inspiration, everything has become traceable.

Even if he occasionally walks into a dead end of thinking, Lu Zhou, who is under the inspiration time, can quickly find out where the problem is and where there is still room for improvement.

This experience was simply unprecedented for him.

For three days and three nights, Lu Zhou did not take a step out of the door.

He completely locked himself in this room of only ten square meters, and even the food was brought by the waiter of the hotel.

And the scratch paper that was full of writing had formed a mountain in the corner of the table. And the crumpled scratch paper was thrown under the table.

On the evening of the fourth day.

With deep bags under his eyes, Lu Zhou looked at the crumpled three hundred and seven paper balls, and couldn't help but yawn while replacing the ballpoint pen with a new refill.

"Are there two hours left?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the timer on the screen of his mobile phone, Lu Zhou pinched his sour eyebrows, and his consciousness entered the system space, relieving the enlightenment time.

It was like a basin of cold water poured down from the head, and it was cold to the soles of the feet.

That indescribable feeling left him in an instant, like returning from heaven to mortal world.

The boiling brain gradually returned to calm, and Lu Zhou took a deep breath and exhaled the turbid qi in his chest.

I haven't been out for the past few days, and the rare opportunity for an academic conference is a waste.

However, this is nothing compared to the gains made in the past few days......

He could clearly feel that he was getting closer and closer to lifting the last veil of the twin prime conjecture.

That's pretty much......

Lu Zhou stretched and got up from his chair.

He was going to go out for a walk, then take a shower, and then lie down in bed for a good night's sleep, and wait until he got up the next day.

Walking out of the hotel, across Palmer Square, along the highway all the way to the Princeton campus, the cold evening breeze blowing on the face, Lu Zhou walked along the stone-paved walkway, emptying his overheated brain.

If Lu Zhou were to evaluate this place, it was more like a castle than a university, but there was no strict class and strict guard. The students here are enthusiastic, and like students at other universities in North America, they will party late at night, but when they come up with a cool problem, they will give 200 percent enthusiasm to it......

As for more places, it's just a glimpse of him, and he hasn't seen it yet.

Continuing to walk along the park-like lawn, Lu Zhou suddenly ran into an acquaintance.

Just when Lu Zhou looked at him, he obviously noticed Lu Zhou's side, stretched out his hand to say hello, and walked over to this side.

"What's wrong with you these days? I was getting ready to go to you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing," Senior Brother Luo looked at Lu Zhou strangely, especially on the bags under his eyes for a while, "You won't touch something that shouldn't be touched, right......?"

"Indeed," Lu Zhou sighed, "I have encountered a problem. ”

The doubts were dispelled in an instant, and Senior Brother Luo breathed a sigh of relief and asked.

"What's the problem?"

"On the Infinity of Twin Primes."

Senior Brother Luo shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this, our research field is not on the same channel." ”

Lu Zhou casually asked, "How is your research progressing?" ”

Senior Brother Luo sighed: "The six-sided dice dropped by God have a seventh outcome in Hilbert space, which is not only a mathematical problem, but also a quantum mechanical problem, and at the same time a dilemma for our research. ”

Lu Zhou was deeply sympathetic: "That's really nerve-wracking......

"yes, it's hell." Senior Brother Luo sighed, "Yesterday, I had a long discussion with Professor Wang Xiping on how to solve this physics problem from a mathematical point of view, but we still have no clue. ”

"Is the seventh possibility of the six-sided dice......" Repeating this sentence silently, the expression on Lu Zhou's face fell into contemplation.

The two walked along, and before they knew it, they were back in Palmer Square.

When night falls, it's always bustling with people walking to the bar as if there were endless victories to celebrate......

Seeing that Lu Zhou stopped talking, Senior Brother Luo asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing ......" Stopping next to Palmer Square, Lu Zhou suddenly raised his head, his pupils gradually brightened, and his tone was excited, "See that white dove?" ”

Senior Brother Luo looked at him stunned: "What? ”

"I said the pigeon!"

"Where?"

Following the sight of the landing boat, Luo Wenxuan looked around for the white pigeon.

When he searched to no avail, when he turned around, Lu Zhou was gone......