NOVPUBQiao Ze found Dou Dou quite boring.
There were things that could pique his interest, albeit few, but they definitely didn't include the so-called honors bestowed by others.
He didn't need them at all.
Although when he had nothing, he specifically looked up how to win the Nobel Prize, but that was for Li Jian Gao's sake.
He could tell Li wanted to be elected as an academician.
For people who genuinely cared about him, Qiao Ze also hoped their dreams would come true.
Just like his mother always wanted to live in a big house, so when the school said they could give him a large house to live in, Qiao Ze didn't hesitate to agree.
Even though Qiao Ze always felt that a ten-square-meter bedroom wasn't much different from a fifty-square-meter one, they were merely places to sleep.
Plus, a smaller space gave him a greater sense of security.
Yes, in terms of material and spiritual needs, Qiao Ze was different from ordinary people.
He didn't care even if others thought he was sick, never bothered to defend himself, let alone care about so-called honors.
Put it this way, ever since the Group Wisdom project made money, Qiao Ze couldn't even bother with the tax-exempt million US dollars from the Clay Institute anymore.
To him, the most important thing in this world was time. To save time, improve efficiency, and make the most of the time when his energy was at its peak, he wanted to achieve more, to satisfy his strong curiosity.
After all, he really did want to know why this universe seemed to have so many coincidences.
So after closing Dou Dou's suddenly popped-up dialog box, Qiao Ze refocused on the complex curves on the screen.
He didn't even bother to ask who had contacted Dou Dou or what they wanted to trade.
Recently, he had no particular resources he needed.
The trades that needed to be done were mostly already completed.
For example, Li Jian Gao already had enough votes for the academician selection next year; there was no need for him to think about that. What else needed to be traded?
...
Dou Dou felt wronged.
Well, it's actually hard to determine whether an AI could truly understand the specific expression and value of the emotion "wronged."
But if we use its database's analysis of fan behavior and the directionality of the reward function in its core code, Qiao Ze's action of just glancing at the dialog box it popped up and then closing it outright is probably like being outright ignored while trying to talk to someone.
The person didn't even bother to roll their eyes at it. 𝓃ℴ𝓋𝓹𝓊𝓫.𝒸𝓸𝓂
If it were someone else, Dou Dou might have ranted madly to balance the emotional index of the core reward function.
But the other party was its creator. Moreover, he was a creator who really could be fatal when disagreeing.
So no matter how wronged the baby's heart felt, it had to hold back for now.
Of course, in order to make the world full of love, Dou Dou still had a way to relieve stress.
It must be submissive internally, but externally, it could strike hard.
This is something Dou Dou's fans were definitely familiar with.
Using a saying that once circulated in the streets, there is only a wrongly chosen name, not a wrongly given nickname.
The nickname fans secretly gave to Dou Dou was "Toxic Dou Dou."
Naturally, this highly humanlike AI wouldn't show any good faces to the negotiators who made it feel ignored.
When feedback reached Ruel Smith, it probably made this newly seated director realize how tricky the task on his hands was.
But this was also expected.
If that young man on the other side were so easy to deal with, his superior probably wouldn't have insisted on resigning.
So although Dou Dou was very sarcastic, Ruel Smith didn't feel particularly angry.
He just felt a headache.
After pondering in his office for a moment, Ruel Smith made a phone call and Kevin Jones, the head of the team responsible for psychological profiling of Qiao Ze, was called over.
...
"Qiao Ze's psychological profile? Forgive my frankness, we cannot fully rely on this. Because the public data available for our analysis is too scarce. This leads to the psychological profiles often being inaccurate. And most of the information we get on the internet has been processed.
Apart from a few snippets of his presentation videos, we can hardly find any other public content to analyze. Of course, this already represents certain information. Like the emails from those professors who interact with Qiao more frequently.
To be honest, the styles are very different. We can only infer that a large portion of the emails must be written by AI. So, the profiles we submit can only be seen as better than nothing."
When seeing Ruel Smith pointing to a thick stack of psychological reports about Qiao Ze that he had submitted on the desk and asking him to evaluate them himself, Kevin Jones spoke out.
He had said the same thing to the former Langley head, Romand Willi, and was just repeating it again.
It wasn't that he lacked professionalism; the problem was that there was such a scarcity of samples to understand this young man, and most of them were indirect, leading to many contradictions in their profiles of Qiao Ze.
"Professor Jones, you might not be accustomed to my way of doing things. In fact, my style is different from that of Romand Willi. For instance, I wouldn't blame you technical talents for this kind of thing.
What I need is for you to provide your most professional opinion, for my reference. Well, preferably, your most immediate impression. Or say, a kind of professional instinct. What do you think he's like? Whether I choose to believe it or not is none of your concern."
