Super God-Level Top Student

Chen Yiwen approached with bubbling enthusiasm.

"Come on, chat," Chen Yiwen chimed in. "I'm telling you, after the updates, this thing has gotten insanely good at getting under your skin!"

Truth be told, Tan Jingrong was actually quite envious of Chen Yiwen and Su Mucheng. And of course, he still didn't know that Su Mucheng was the sponsor of the project. Nobody in the research group talked about it. He merely thought Su Mucheng got involved in the project because she was Qiao Ze's girlfriend.

"Hello!"

"Hello to you too."

"Nice weather we're having today."

"Aren't you boring! Do you think I don't know how to locate or access the weather forecast?"

Tan Jingrong turned to glance at Chen Yiwen, feeling that this natural language dialogue system indeed seemed different. It never used to respond like that; it felt more dynamic, perhaps?

After some thought, Tan Jingrong replied by the book, "I'm indeed not very good at chatting. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Then you should hurry up and learn. For you humans, the ability to communicate is an extremely important survival skill."

"Can you teach me?"

"Sorry, that request is beyond my capabilities, after all, I don't have a teaching credential."

"Pfft…" That wasn't Tan Jingrong's response; Chen Yiwen watching the conversation got a kick out of it and couldn't help but laugh.

But Tan Jingrong indeed didn't know how to respond anymore.

In previous tests, he had been able to keep up with the rhythm of this conversation software since he was in control of the pace.

After today's update, Tan Jingrong had already sharply perceived that this new natural language system was beginning to take control of the conversation's rhythm.

What's this, some emotion module?

Could it actually be guiding the language model?

At that moment, Tan Jingrong's mind was filled with question marks.

If they were to release it now, wouldn't it send shockwaves through the entire tech world?

What they were working on wasn't some AI-native app, but a bona fide fundamental AI language mega model!

What does 'fundamental' mean?

It means the most basic, core, and competitive framework.

The key is that this capability, even after nearly a decade of fine-tuning, was not so perfectly achieved by the famous ChatGPT4.0. Yet how long had they been training their underlying model?

At most, just seventeen days.

And now the only difference between their fundamental model and the viral ChatGPT4.0 was that they didn't have such efficient servers or the vast computational power and bandwidth to support large-scale peer-to-peer services, nor such an extensive interface database to support compatibility with various systems and software.

Was this really something a normal person could accomplish?

Tan Jingrong couldn't help but look up at Qiao Ze again.

Who cares about writing papers at this point?!

If this were to be released now, the young man leading the project could probably soar straight to fame, becoming a new elite in the world's tech circles, right?

Just based on this new framework alone, even raising hundreds of billions wouldn't be excessive, would it?

Any internet giant that hesitates for more than five seconds would show disrespect to this future tycoon.

Tan Jingrong genuinely couldn't understand why the few people in the studio acted so relaxed, with Chen Yiwen even chuckling beside him...

It made sense for Qiao Ze, the main designer, to be nonchalant.

But did Su Mucheng and Chen Yiwen truly understand the value of this framework?

How could they remain so casual?

Really, at that moment, Tan Jingrong desperately wanted to remind them both, but he didn't know how to start.

His hands involuntarily began to shake.

"Hey, Tan, what's up with you? Daydreaming? Do you also think this new module is unreliable?" Chen Yiwen asked in surprise.

"Unreliable?" Tan Jingrong paused and, with a smile tinged with helplessness, turned to look at Chen Yiwen and seriously said, "What you call unreliable, I see only as four words—far ahead of others."

"Ah, Senior Tan, when you say 'far ahead of others,' which products are you comparing it to?" the cute voice came from across Tan Jingrong.

Tan Jingrong looked up at Qiao Ze, who still appeared indifferent. Next to him, Su Mucheng leaned her head out, curiously looking at him.

"For instance, the internationally famous ChatGPT 4.0, Google's Pathways Language Model, domestic Wenxin Yiyin, Xinghuo Cognition, Baichuan Intelligence... Compared with these frameworks, ours is far ahead. The underlying machine deep learning ability has significantly reduced the dependence on big data, not to mention these modules.

If we had even greater computational support and could make breakthroughs in AI painting, mapping, and other fields, then we would be leading in all directions."

Tan Jingrong tried to keep his language calm so as not to get too excited...

"Haha, Qiao Ze, I told you, you're the best! Your project will definitely succeed! Should we invest more, like Senior Tan said, and also develop AI painting and such?" Su Mucheng excitedly said to Qiao Ze.

"The data integrated during this period is indeed sufficient for publishing papers. I'm considering splitting it into several articles. So, we don't need to expand our computational power for now. Oh, and I've spoken to Li about it. The corresponding author for future papers and the first author will be me.

Tan Jingrong will be the second author, and Chen Yiwen and Su Mucheng, you two will take turns being the third and fourth authors," Qiao Ze said offhandedly.

These words completely stunned Tan Jingrong.

He stood dazed for a while before raising his hand and pointing to his nose, saying, "Me? A second author on a paper?"

Qiao Ze looked up at Tan Jingrong, nodded, and asked, "What? Are you not satisfied?"

Tan Jingrong hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, it's not that, I'm very satisfied, just the second authorship..."

"You've worked hard during this time. Without your help, the progress could not have been so fast. And Li said you actually need this second authorship. So, let's leave it at that." After speaking, Qiao Ze didn't pay any more attention to Tan Jingrong and continued to busily focus on his own work.

Su Mucheng stuck her tongue out at Tan Jingrong, didn't say anything else, and quietly sat next to Qiao Ze, diligently feeding data. After all, the time she could help was limited.

Tan Jingrong could only look blankly at Chen Yiwen beside him, finding that Chen looked at him with a tinge of envy, and said with a sigh, "Ah, I knew the second authorship would definitely go to you. But never mind, I can live with several third authorships. You must be really happy now, right? After all, it's better to show off to the juniors with a second authorship than a third."

Upon hearing this, Tan Jingrong almost cried.

What the hell is wrong with these people?!

A future top journal paper's second and third authorship just for the sake of showboating to juniors?

Isn't that a waste?

If it's about showboating, it should be in front of future advisors, journal editors, and HR of big companies!

Not to mention, with this second authorship, even if he writes papers in the future without adding the advisor's name, just by submitting them to the core journals of Nan University, they would have to take his contributions seriously, right?

Without much exaggeration, this second authorship could change his life.

Thinking of that, Tan Jingrong's eyes reddened, and, ignoring Chen Yiwen next to him, he took a deep breath, stood up, and formally said to Qiao Ze, "Thank you."

Qiao Ze looked up, glanced at Tan Jingrong, his eyes filled with confusion: "You've done so much work; isn't the second authorship deserved?"

"Huh?"

"Alright, no need to thank me."

"Okay."

Tan Jingrong sat back down, his mind still in turmoil. After taking two deep breaths, he opened WeChat on his computer, found Li Jiangao's contact, and quickly began to compose a message: "Li, thank you for giving me the opportunity to participate in this project."

Soon he received a reply from Li Jiangao: "Why the sudden thanks? By the way, how's the project going? Still smooth, I hope?"

Tan Jingrong was momentarily stunned.

No way?

Didn't Qiao Ze just mention that he had talked with the advisor?

Could it be that they only discussed the paper?

"Um, didn't Qiao Ze report to you?"

"Report? Don't use that word. Qiao Ze is your boss now. He only told me he's got two papers brewing, and we discussed the authorship arrangement a bit. He mentioned that you've started collecting data, and I was planning on checking your daily and weekly reports tonight."

"Then I suggest you come have a look this afternoon instead, and experience it for yourself. This week's progress has been incredibly exaggerated." Enjoy exclusive content from mvl

"Oh? Well, alright..."