At eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Ming returned to the RC team laboratory.

Because the forklift scheme of the magic change was too simple and crude, Jiang Yongliang, Tao Zheng and others directly moved the modification site to the preparation hall, and the laboratory was empty, and it happened that Ye Ming was thinking about the plan alone.

He had just finished inviting someone to eat hot pot, and he was still carrying a bottle of Wang Laoji in his hand.

As for who he invited......

Naturally please Lacquer & Ink and her cousin.

After introducing each other's names, Ye Ming said that he guessed correctly, the surnames of the Qi and Mo families are indeed very special, her cousin's surname is Mo, Mozi's Mo, and it is called Mogu.

This name is indeed pleasing to the ear, and it is very elegant and empty when you hear it—until Qi and Mo blinked and asked him to think about it again, Cousin Mogu immediately said that if you prompt me again, I will tear your mouth.

So Ye Ming understood.

Sister Mushroom!

No wonder her WeChat name is Baidie Zhenjun.

It sounds like a fairy, but I didn't expect it to be a fungus.

As for why the sisters were invited to dinner......

Of course, it's because Cousin Mo is in a brain-computer research group, and she is a graduate student in neurobiology.

It's no problem for Lao Tang to let him do the project design by himself, but he is not stupid, at least he is not stupid.

Returning to his place and sitting down, Ye Ming took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Qi and Mo to express his gratitude.

The news came back soon.

"You're welcome, I'll accompany my cousin to walk around the street for a while, and she said I'll give you the information when I go back."

"Okay, thank you Sister Mushroom for me."

Three seconds later.

“…… Dare to call her a mushroom, you're finished O(∩_∩)O haha~! ”

……

Ye Ming put down his phone, opened the document, downloaded a few cutting-edge papers on brain-computer interfaces, and while looking at it, he discussed with Ita how to proceed.

"Ita, according to what you said, you don't need to be too troublesome to interfere with my EEG......"

"Yes, you can even pick up a signal with just one or two electrodes – I suggest you start with two electrodes."

"How fast do the two electrodes discharge to transmit valid information? You've got to think about how I feel. ”

Ye Ming suddenly became a little dissatisfied.

Good guy, since Ye Ming leaked out and said that in fact, a single signal source can transmit signals through Morse code, Ita began to "trick" Ye Ming into "doing" first.

In this way, it is theoretically possible to do it, but how many times does it take to discharge electricity in a second to transmit a valid character? Even if Ita promised that he could control the frequency of interference, Ye Ming didn't dare to take risks, and he couldn't stand it.

He'd better wait.

"By the way, I asked you to think about how to use logic gates effectively, how are you thinking? There's also the microcontroller structure – I don't need to generate images in my head. ”

"Based on the instruction set structure you mentioned, I generated 1,060,030,800 8,945 instructions to ...... different compute and storage areas."

Ye Ming's eyes instantly widened: "I'm grass!" ”

"Swearing."

Ye Ming suddenly felt that his brain was a little bad.

An instruction set of a billion instructions?

It's not a "good guy", it's a ......

Well, he can't describe it in words.

"Wait, don't rush, don't be too busy letting yourself go, you have to slow down the architecture and assembly instructions about the chips - and you don't have to simulate 1 billion billion at every turn...... 100 million transistors! It's just 10 billion, okay? ”

"Okay."

"Very well, you play by yourself, remember, what you are going to emulate is a chip and system that runs in my world."

"Okay, but I have a problem."

"What's the problem?"

"Why should I follow the logic of your world?"

Ita's "philosophical" words made Ye Ming very stunned.

After a few seconds of silence, he replied, "Because if you don't grasp the architecture of a modern computer, then even if you 'come out,' you won't be able to read the information." ”

"Why can't I read it? Whether it's hexadecimal or binary, I'm free to read it. ”

"......" Ye Ming heard that one head was bigger than two: "You mean, you directly obtain data through my bioelectric resonance, right?" ”

"Yes."

"Idiot! Velocity! Data transfer speed! Even if you connect my brain to high-voltage electricity, I can't meet the data speed of GB/s at every turn. ”

“……”

Seeing Ita's rare silence, Ye Ming snorted happily.

A few seconds later, Ita replied unabashedly unconvinced: "There must be a way to solve it." ”

"Well, come on, I'll wait."

This is probably a relatively rigorous black technology brain-computer setting, right? I'm so good at fun......

Ye Ming said and picked up his phone.

Baidian Zhenjun sent a message.

……

In the next three days, Ye Ming relied on Mogu's information and some public scientific research results and papers, and soon completed a draft project on "collecting brainwave signals to control robotic arms".

In the draft, he listed 36 brain signal collection points, as well as a simple idea of the denoising algorithm - in fact, it is not mysterious, it is nothing more than AI learning. Then the brainwaves of different scenes, to put it bluntly, are concentrated on completing hand movements, and the electronic control system of the robotic arm is combined.

The reason why he chose the robotic arm is because Ye Ming thinks that it is cooler to control the robotic arm, and it can perfectly continue his "robotic arm" series of videos at station B.

After submitting the draft to Mr. Tang, he also got a big surprise.

Boss Tang sent the money.

……

At eight o'clock in the morning on Thursday, Ye Ming carried his mobile phone and took the assembly language textbook and went straight to the computer institute.

Naturally, he had read assembly language, and he understood it literally.

But his understanding is that he knows what it is, and it is a bit reluctant to know why it is completely aware - assembly language is generally learned in conjunction with computer principles.

This morning's assembly class is a software engineering and computer science professional class, taught by Professor Chen Xiaofang — but Professor Chen is said to have been calling his graduate students substitute lately — which is why Ye Ming came to take it.

After all, he and Lao Chen are so familiar, and he is still a little embarrassed to come to Lao Chen's class.

Mixed in a group of sophomore seniors, Ye Ming directly chose a good position in the back row of the classroom and lowered his head to open the book.

It's not chilling to skip class, but it's best not to be named.

As the voices in the classroom gradually quieted down, Professor Chen Xiaofang and Shen Ruhai also walked and chatted into the classroom.

"Hello students, it seems that everyone is here today."

Professor Chen Xiaofang wore his trademark smile and looked at the entire classroom.

Except for the back row, the front seat was full, which made him very satisfied.

"Now that everyone has arrived, let's not waste time by name, let's move on to the previous lesson."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and opened his notebook.

In the quiet classroom, he suddenly heard a low "".

Moreover, this voice seems to be coming from Shen Ruhai.

He looked up slightly disgruntled, and saw a familiar face in the back of the room.