At two o'clock in the morning, New York under the thick night was silent, like a baby sleeping in a cradle.

Located on the outskirts of Long Island, Ambrera, even at this point in time when you should have fallen asleep, the main spire-like experimental building is still brightly lit. Perhaps because of the high salaries in the industry, hard-working researchers have little problem with working overtime, and the boss who achieved great things at a young age has always been generous enough to show his worth in a timely manner, so that he will never be stingy with his efforts.

At present, Ambrera's core project is mainly cross-species genetics presided over by Dr. Connors, and only Dr. Helen Zhao, who recently joined, and a few other people, including his experimental assistant Gwen, have done a very good job in terms of confidentiality measures.

Researchers who do not enter the core class will only receive tasks from their superiors from time to time, but they have no idea the exact purpose of doing so, they are like workers on the assembly line, completing the detailed work such as dismantling and packaging of products, but they do not know anything about the real experimental project.

Ambrera, who is still in its infancy, although the salary is considerable, but the competitive pressure is also very huge, Sean has developed a strict resource allocation system, and scientific research will be evaluated every three months, except for the research team led by Dr. Connors, other teams must go through strict review, through the tasks they have completed and the progress of the project, to determine the next funding and resource allocation.

In Sean's words, this will keep Ambrera competitive, and according to the catfish effect, blindly resting on the existing days will soon be obsolete due to stagnation, especially in the ever-changing and fast-changing field of science.

If you want to keep the sardines alive, you have to put in an active catfish, and Sean has set up a strict competition mechanism while improving the welfare of researchers, so that those with outstanding abilities can not only stimulate their own potential, but also eliminate the mediocrity who can't withstand the pressure and are not suitable for the job.

Connors walked through the bright lobby of the main building, took the elevator all the way, and entered the core area of the laboratory with his assistant Gwen, and passed through two authentication methods of fingerprint and iris before entering the control center located on the basement floor.

This is the central control area where the supercomputer is placed, and only Shaun and Dr. Connors have access to it, and the rest must apply to them to enter.

As an element of high-tech development, supercomputers are called "accelerators of scientific research", and this kind of large-scale computers composed of hundreds, thousands, or even more processors can calculate complex topics that ordinary PCs and servers cannot accomplish, and have strong computing and processing capabilities.

If the computing speed of an ordinary computer is compared to the walking speed of an adult, then a supercomputer has reached the speed of a rocket. With such a speed of computation, it is possible to predict and explain natural phenomena that were previously impossible to experiment with through numerical simulations.

"Sean, what are you calling me here for so late? Have you gotten your hands on the latest supercomputer? ”

Connors strode into the brightly lit computer room, and Gwen behind him followed suit, the recent cross-species inheritance has reached a critical stage, and the one-armed middle-aged man almost forgot to sleep and eat, and buried his head in the laboratory day and night.

"But I asked those manufacturers, their orders have been lined up for half a year, and it is impossible to get them so quickly, and before that, we can only lease them from other agencies."

Connors then dismissed his hypothesis, he had been in contact with the technology companies that built the supercomputers for a long time, but the orders were almost all filled by the energy department and private laboratories, and he could not get them anytime soon.

"Remember what I told you before, Doctor?" Sean stood tall with a confident smile on his face.

Connors frowned, he remembered that he had vaguely mentioned supercomputers to Sean before, after all, as a rising laboratory, the high-tech fields involved in the future need to be supported by powerful computing and data simulation capabilities, so it is imperative to have a private supercomputer.

Frequently renting computing resources from other institutions is not only troublesome, but also very difficult to keep the experimental project itself secret, especially for a private laboratory like Ambrera, which is not affiliated with the state department.

"Don't worry, I'll give you the best supercomputer on the planet." That's what Sean told himself at the time.

Connors looked at the confident Sean, could it be that Sean got the latest model of supercomputer through Osborne's doorway?

Sean smiled and inserted a black disk into the control center, and a slight humming sound, as if some kind of machine had been activated, the huge screen mounted on the wall, suddenly lit up, and the endless data was constantly refreshed like a waterfall, and Connors and Gwen were dumbfounded.

Connors looked at the expansive computer room that began to operate, and couldn't help but have a hint of doubt in his heart, the best supercomputer in the United States so far is the "Titan" at the Department of Energy's Oak Ridge National Laboratory, running at 17.59 petaflops per second.

Of course, if you add Tony Stark, who has made outstanding achievements in the field of artificial intelligence, then the Titan may have to step down from the first throne, after all, his intelligent butler Jarvis is also incredibly powerful in computing power.

Could it be that in this short period of time, Sean has created an artificial intelligence that can be compared to Jarvis?

Even Connors, who had extraordinary faith in this young man of genius, felt that it was impossible.

"Don't be shy, Red Queen, come out and say hello to Dr. Connors and Miss Stace."

As Sean's voice fell, the empty and monotonous space changed suddenly, the hazy light swayed, and the wide computer room located underground turned into a luxury villa on the coast in the blink of an eye, with elegant and luxurious interiors, famous oil paintings hanging on the walls, soft carpets under your feet, and even flowers inserted in bottles, everything was so real and lifelike.

Dr. Connors's eyes were glazed, he looked around carefully, and found no trace of falsehood, even the tiniest details were handled perfectly, the blowing of air currents, the simulation of scenery, was enough to deceive the human senses.

"This ...... Is it all true? ”

Gwen looked down and sniffed, she could clearly smell the fragrance of flowers, through the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, bursts of waves crashing, where the water and sky meet, a few seagulls skimmed the sea, the beauty of nature came into view, making people completely forget that they were still in the computer room of the underground space.

"It's just a simulation of the data, and other supercomputers can do it, but I'm more precise and nuanced than they are."

A soft childlike voice rang out, and Gwen was startled to find a little girl in a red princess dress looking at her.

"Hello, Miss Gwen Stacey, I'm the Red Queen." The girl's eyes were cold, but her voice was full of childishness.