My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 83 The Lu Family

"Never mind, let's open the back!" Chu Zhu clapped his hands.

As Chu Zhu continued reciting, her mood improved more and more.

Compared to directly memorizing algorithms, memorizing textbooks is undoubtedly much simpler.

Although Chu Zhu has a photographic memory because she became a superhuman... however, having a photographic memory does not mean that she can memorize anything in the same way!
Textbooks themselves have a logical structure, and for teaching purposes, the content is made as simple and easy to understand as possible!
Algorithms may have logic, but Chu Zhu doesn't understand algorithms. So in his eyes, an algorithm is just a bunch of unrelated words and letters strung together and he has to memorize them.

Another hour passed.

The screen suddenly went black.

The walls have returned to their silvery white color.

Chu Zhu was stunned for a moment, and only when she heard the door open did she belatedly realize, "Oh, it's Li Kang and the others who are back... This whole thing has been so complicated, I feel like I've gone crazy carrying all this on my shoulders!"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Chu Zhu immediately turned around, still thinking about what he had memorized as he walked.

Yes, Nuwa No. 17 has divided the key points in the textbook...

There are seventeen textbooks in total. Chu Zhu has already memorized one-third of the key content of the most important one...

It seems to be slower than memorizing the Lingdong Star Algorithm?
But these two things are completely different!

On the one hand, textbooks are easy to memorize... On the other hand, textbook content is truly all-encompassing, covering everything.

Anyway, after memorizing for a while, Chu Zhu had a general understanding of the future of AI... However, understanding is one thing, but actually handling it would be a disaster...

"...Uncle Zhu, no, what's going on with you!" Ning Linglong thought she had mistaken Chu Zhu for someone else the moment she saw him.

Weren't you resting at the base? Why do you look so haggard now...?

At this moment, Ning Linglong almost thought she was seeing the same scene from a previous incident where Bi Xuan had worked continuously for thirty-six hours straight, erasing the memories of bystanders—

Ning Linglong had a very deep impression of Bi Xuan's image. After all, Bi Xuan's haggard, lifeless, and dazed expression at the time was too distinctive.

"I'm thinking... about the philosophy of life!" Chu Zhu said softly, as if answering a question, or perhaps talking to herself.

Li Kang: "..."

"Make up the difference!" Li Kang felt a chill run down his spine. He grabbed Chu Zhu's wrist and dragged her to the silver wall.

Chu Zhu: "!??"

"Nuwa No. 17!" Li Kang anxiously chanted the prayer, then grabbed the detection device and placed it on Chu Zhu's wrist. "Detect the level of pollution!"

then……

Still 0!

"...Huh? You're alright? Then what happened?!" Li Kang was stunned.

"I see!" Chu Zhu realized at that moment. "Any change in emotions, or rather, the feeling one gives off, could indicate an increase in pollution levels... I understand now!"

But then again... Chu Zhu felt that her pure mind had indeed been polluted by knowledge.

Li Kang looked at Chu Zhu with some suspicion. "So what's going on with you?"
"What time is it? I haven't had lunch yet! Who's going to treat me to a meal?" Chu Zhu yawned, and even though she noticed Li Kang's confusion, she didn't intend to explain.

“…Me!” Guan Fei’s eyes lit up.

“Me!” Ning Linglong interrupted Guan Fei, her tone light and cheerful. “Uncle Zhu, you still owe my dad a meal! Now, I think it’s reasonable to transfer my dad’s debt to me.”

"...What are you two arguing about?" Li Kang glanced at them both speechlessly. "It's already 1:27, and we have to go to the interview in 30 minutes! What if we miss our time to eat at this hour?"

“Uncle Li, you’re wrong about that!” Chu Zhu shook her head very seriously. “As the saying goes, ‘Man is made of iron, food is made of steel, you can’t skip a meal…’”

The piercing alarm sounded again.

"...What happened?!" Bi Xuan, who had been keeping her head down, trying her best to minimize her presence and avoid participating in the discussion, let out a desperate cry at this moment.

Why?! Why did the workload increase again after just a couple of days of free time?!

What a tragedy! He should never have stepped into the district government office in the first place. If he hadn't entered the Third District Government Office, he wouldn't have been detected by the equipment, and he wouldn't be suffering from overwork to death now... while still receiving a salary only three times higher than that of an ordinary civil servant of the same rank...

What beasts... who are these bastard wild superhumans who never know how to restrain themselves and always show off in public!

Can't we just kill all these wild superhumans?! This is never going to end!
"Bamboo, here you go!" After his expression shifted several times, Li Kang pulled out his phone and tossed it to Chu Zhu. Before Chu Zhu could refuse, he casually pulled out a tablet from his pocket and waved it at her. "I have something useful..."

“I spoke with Mayor Lu before, and it seems his interviews… aren’t in a traditional interview hall? I’m not entirely sure, but he said he’d contact me a while in advance… I don’t have time right now, and considering you don’t have a phone yet! You can talk to him later… As for me, just return my phone tonight! Don’t be so polite…”

Li Kang's voice faded into the distance, and when Chu Zhu looked again, she found that Li Kang had already left the underground temple base.

"..." That speed, definitely a running man from Jinghai!

Looking at the once again empty underground base, Chu Zhu was unsure what expression to wear.

The imagined Captain: battling the Shoe Cult, saving the people, confronting the extraordinary, quelling the unrest... and after everything is over, erasing the people's memory of the disaster, guarding the city's peace under the cover of night! Seeking neither fame nor fortune!

The actual commander of the Third District: Every day, he runs from the east to the west, and from the north to the south, in a steam-powered vehicle that emits steam and makes a lot of noise, like a tractor... to deal with those people who, for some reason, like to leak information about the supernatural! He teaches them a lesson and then erases the memories of those who saw the supernatural phenomena.

"..."

"For some inexplicable reason, the image of the Commandant General has changed from that of a secret agent to that of a construction worker!"

Chu Zhu realized what was happening too late, her expression subtle, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

But then again, this kind of work... is actually a good thing for the Commandery, since the danger of this kind of work is really not high!

Chu Zhu was actually certain that Li Kang and the others weren't immune to the first type of situation... it's just that they encountered it less often!
However, almost every time they encounter one, it's not an easy time... sometimes resulting in casualties, or even total annihilation.

"So, that's all for now."

Chu Zhu glanced at the silver-white wall and quickly left the underground base.

He felt like he was going crazy; he actually had the idea that he could keep studying until Lu Zhizheng called.

……

1:57 PM.

Chu Zhu arrived at a teahouse and stared at the plaque that read "Shuxiangting Tea" for a long time without saying a word.

Yes, this is where he had his interview!

Heaven knows why they had to come to a teahouse for an interview...

It was just a dream. In the real world... How could Chu Zhu have imagined that the head of a city would do something so outrageous?
"...You must be Mr. Chu Zhu?" A middle-aged man dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, who was looking at his phone from time to time, lit up when he saw Chu Zhu. He jogged forward and bowed to ask.

"you are?"

"I am Lu Zhizheng's secretary! You can just call me Xiao Song." Secretary Song shook hands with Chu Zhu seriously and meticulously, without the slightest hint of perfunctoriness.

It was precisely because of his close relationship with Lu Zhizheng that he was able to understand just how much that lord valued the person in front of him.
"Please follow me!"

……

A teahouse.

Upon entering, one is immediately struck by the magnificent ink paintings hanging on the walls.

Chu Zhu glanced at it twice, and his eye twitched, because he was all too familiar with this style of painting...

This was painted by the master of traditional Chinese painting whom he once studied under!

Then, Chu Zhu turned her head and, through the wide-open door, discovered a man and two women in the inner courtyard on the left.

They were sitting at the tea table... The beautiful woman in white was smiling as she poured tea for her daughter and husband!
While the gesture is quite pleasing to the eye, it's still quite different from the actual act of pouring tea in the real world...

Chu Zhu admired the tea while inwardly complaining. To be fair, they always seemed to add strange and unusual things to the tea when they brewed it.

For example, things like salt and pepper...

However, that's normal. If Chu Zhu remembers correctly, the tea that people drink in the real world now should have become popular during the Song Dynasty... During the Tang Dynasty, the tea they drank was similar to what he saw now, where tea cakes were crushed and then seasoned with salt, oil, and other condiments.

"Mr. Zhu has arrived? Please sit down, don't be shy!" The man with a square face, straight back, and an imposing presence looked Chu Zhu up and down for a moment before a smile appeared on his face.

He pointed to the seat directly opposite him and gestured invitingly, "Although it's called an interview, you should have realized by now! This is just a pretext; in essence, it's more like a family dinner... or rather!"

The man glanced at Lu Muxue, who was looking down at her tea, staring intently at it as if she could see a flower in it, and said leisurely, "It's a thank-you banquet!"

Chu Zhu narrowed her eyes, pondered for a moment, and then, without refusing, strode over and sat down directly opposite the man.

"!" Secretary Song was taken aback by Chu Zhu's carefree behavior. This was the first time he had seen a young person who could be so uninhibited in front of Governor Lu.

As her thoughts raced, Secretary Song could clearly see that the man's eyes lit up with admiration after seeing Chu Zhu's actions.

He immediately realized that he was not fit to watch what was about to happen. He bowed slightly, said goodbye, turned and left, closing the door behind him.

The tea room fell silent once again.

(End of this chapter)