Super God-Level Top Student

After all, Qiao Ze had never thought about proving himself by winning awards.

When he first delved into those Millennium Prize Problems, it was just a way for him to find release and relaxation.

He also hoped that by solving such difficult problems, he would incidentally win some prize money to improve Lu Xiuxiu's life.

As his contemplation of the mass gap problem deepened, he began engaging with quantum fields and developed a profound interest in quantum physics.

The broader his knowledge became and the more he understood, the more naturally questions about the origins of human civilization emerged in his mind.

And to solve the questions of the origins of human civilization is essentially to understand the nature of the universe, that is, the reality of the universe.

If he could prove that the universe humanity relies on for existence is simulated, and all physical rules are the product of a higher-level civilization, then Qiao Ze's lifelong wish was to find this civilization that could define the physical rules of the universe.

Similarly, if he could prove that the universe is real and all physical rules within it are naturally defined, Qiao Ze hoped to uncover from the broadest perspective how the universe formed, whether there are different physical laws in unknown areas, and beyond the almost infinite space that the universe offers to humanity, whether there are other spaces not defined by the human-inhabited universe.

It was truly a case of "hearing the Dao in the morning and being willing to die in the evening."

So, for Qiao Ze, whether it was the Qunzhi Framework, the lithography machine paper, the new chip architecture, or any other honors, he had never cared about them.

Even now, he didn't care much about the one million US Dollar prize from the Clay Institute, as the byproducts of his scientific research had perfectly solved the problem of sustenance.

Not to mention that Qiao Ze wasn't good at spending money, even if he was extravagant and squandered money daily, it seemed unlikely he would be able to spend all the funds that Su Lixing had secured for him. Not to mention that if the Qunzhi Framework proved effective in the future, he might continue to earn passive income.

So for Qiao Ze, medals, prize money, academy memberships, and getting his supervisor elected to the academy... were all just byproducts of solving problems.

They were completely unable to give him the feelings of anticipation and excitement.

The only thing Qiao Ze was probably looking forward to at this moment was, if following Li Jian Gao's advice, how many interested yet useful "tool people" he could attract, and how much time they could save him.

Of course, Qiao Ze wasn't excited, but there were others who were.

Really, when Li Jian Gao said that Qiao Ze could win the Fields Medal in 2026, Su Mucheng's eyes lit up.

However, the stirred Li Jian Gao did not notice Su Mucheng's expression. After he finished explaining things to Qiao Ze, he picked up the stack of printed proof outlines intending to leave.

He couldn't help it, the pressure was too great to continue staying with Qiao Ze.

Even though Li Jian Gao knew that Qiao Ze still respected him greatly, whenever he met Qiao Ze's clear gaze, he felt as if he were very stupid.

Yes, Li Jian Gao thought he was too damn stupid!

He naively believed that the reason Qiao Ze hadn't reported on the progress of his research for a while was really because he was stuck on the proof for the proposed problem.

Still too inexperienced.

But who could imagine there would be someone who would add difficulty to their own proposed problem for no reason?

And it was not just an increase in difficulty, but an exponential leap in difficulty!

It should be known that whether in mathematics or theoretical physics, any propositions related to unification are extremely difficult to prove. They belong to the kind that, even if the proof process is written beautifully, there are not many people in the world who can understand it.

It is pure intellectual domination.

So after those words of encouragement to Qiao Ze, Li Jian Gao said, "Qiao Ze, I will take your proof process to study. You just write the paper and send it directly to 'Mathematics Annual.' Oh, and you don't need the credential boost anymore, having your own name as the corresponding author is enough. Once the paper is published, just go ahead and report the project completion...

Forget it, I'll write the completion report for you. Oh, right, how much of the research funding approved by the school have you used?"

Qiao Ze replied, "Haven't touched it yet, but I plan to set up a server."

"Then don't bother with it, send me your server requirements, and I'll take care of it for you. In the future, leave such trivial matters to me, you focus your time on the important stuff. If you really want to relax your brain, just casually help the Youwei Group and the Optoelectronics Institute next door with their lithography machine project by solving a few minor issues.

For all other time-wasting matters, just drop me a message on WeChat, got it?"

Qiao Ze nodded gently, once again feeling the warmth that his mentor provided.

No wonder students needed mentors starting from graduate school.

It was indeed impossible for professors in large classrooms to take care of every student to this extent.

"Okay, then I'm leaving now. Remember, let me know if you need anything," Li Jiangao emphasized once more before hurrying out of Qiao Ze's office.

The feeling of having his Governing and Conception Vessels fully unblocked was no longer there; at this moment, Li felt he still had a long way to go.

He even felt that it was no longer enough to just study mathematical theories; he should also venture into the realm of theoretical physics. Which mentor would accept that their student's research could turn into something completely incomprehensible to them?

...

Watching Li Jiangao leave in a hurry, Su Mucheng looked at Qiao Ze with a somewhat dreamy expression.

"Qiao Ze, Li said you could get the Fields Medal when you're around 21! Before you, the youngest Fields Medalist was 27 years old—and that was last century," Su Mucheng remarked wistfully.

"Yeah, I know, I've read many of his monographs in the library," Qiao Ze responded casually.

At this moment, he had already opened the software on his computer and started preparing to write his paper.

But this was a fairly straightforward task.

He already had the concept, countless proofs were ready at hand; it was merely a matter of presenting all the proofs of lemmas and theorems more rigorously and understandably, just like before. All he had to do was to fill in the proofs from his draft, hardly needing to think it through.

So writing the paper wouldn't interfere with his conversation with Su Mucheng at all.

"Yeah, I'm aware. Oh, let's not talk about this now. Qiao Ze, the Fields Medal is usually awarded at the International Congress of Mathematicians, and I was just thinking, after you give your acceptance speech for the Fields Medal, I'll come on stage and propose to you, then you just casually accept my proposal, okay? This way the whole world will know you're mine!"

"But I might not attend the Congress of Mathematicians."

"Wait, let me check... where's the next International Congress of Mathematicians? Oh, Philadelphia, USA, what a pity. Then I think you'd better not go," she concluded in a rather disappointed tone.

"I might not even get the award."

"Who says? You definitely can. And even if you don't attend, it doesn't matter, we can do it over video. But even if you don't get the Fields Medal, it's fine. Just propose to me after I graduate. But remember you have to say yes right away.

Otherwise, I will be utterly embarrassed."

"Alright."

"Thank you, Qiao," she said gratefully.

"Mm. Start watching the lecture videos, school is about to start."

"You got it! Don't worry Qiao, the exam questions are going to be normalized this year."

...

At the same time, in the Huaxia Capital, Capital International Airport.

The esteemed lady had just finished her four-day visit and was preparing to leave Huaxia to return home.

Before leaving, the generous and gracious host presented the lady with a precious and highly commemorative gift—a brand new, unopened smartphone that countless Huaxia people had set alarms just to snatch up at the first opportunity, though most of them never managed to get their hands on it.

As the Huaxia representative handed over the gift, journalists captured the moment from the perfect angle, taking a particularly memorable photo.

In the photo, the lady was holding the gift in her left hand and shaking hands with the other party in gratitude, both faces bearing smiles that were not beaming but sufficiently polite.

This was certainly near-perfect material.