novelraw Chapter 8 Algorithms in Line with This Era
Chapter 8 Algorithms in Line with This Era
After his roommate left, the air suddenly became quiet. Lin Yu took out the Bayesian principle book he had borrowed from the library, which was used for machine algorithm decision-making, and quietly supplemented his knowledge and theory.
Bayes' principle describes the probability of another scenario occurring given that one scenario has occurred.
Currently, the mainstream approach to artificial intelligence development internationally relies on high-performance neural network models. However, Lin Yu knows that when computing power is insufficient, developing artificial intelligence based on Bayes' theorem is the optimal solution.
In his previous life, Lin Yu had also participated in some academic research conferences on quantitative stock trading, and Bayesian networks were almost a required course for quantitative trading.
If he can't develop artificial intelligence, he can settle for making money through quantitative stock trading.
It can be said that it replicated the rise of Deepseek. The boss made a fortune through quantitative analysis, and he didn't need anyone else to invest in or tell him what to do when creating large-scale artificial intelligence models.
The footnotes in the book contained discouraging words about the repeated failures in Europe and America, advising future generations to give up researching artificial intelligence and switch to other fields.
Lin Yu didn't take the advice to heart; instead, he smiled when he read the witty parts.
Seeing that Lin Yu could still laugh while looking at that difficult math book, Xu Haoxiang couldn't sit still any longer. He had originally planned to go home first, but he was stuck here because of the information he had just heard. He hesitated and wanted to start probing.
"Lin Yu, what exactly is this artificial intelligence you guys were talking about? Is it some kind of advanced technology? Can you tell me about it?"
Lin Yu glanced at Xu Haoxiang from head to toe. Xu Haoxiang's usually flamboyant attire had recently become more simple.
He changed his leather shoes for cloth shoes, and the jade buckle he usually wore was gone from under his shirt, which was wide open.
"Go away, go play somewhere else. When has Young Master Xu ever cared about studying? Don't waste my time reading."
If Xu Haoxiang had said that normally, even if he wasn't angry, he would never have asked it a second time.
But upon hearing Lin Yu say that today, Xu Haoxiang, with a fawning smile, came over and patted Lin Yu on the shoulder:
"Isn't it almost Chinese New Year? When I get home, my dad will be interrogating me, so I need to have something to show for it, right?"
"When I looked through your manuscripts earlier, I also had this in mind."
"Has my husband recently taken a liking to watching satellite and space-related content?"
"You've suddenly become a pro these past few months, drawing so many sketches."
"Even the teachers use your manuscript as a reference when they give lectures. If I don't learn from you, who will I learn from?"
"What? You won't let people reform?"
"This artificial intelligence sounds pretty good; what you're researching must be something great. When I tell Grandpa about it during the New Year, he'll be delighted..."
Xu Haoxiang gritted his teeth and said hesitantly:
"I'll share half of the benefits with you!"
The afternoon always flies by.
Xu Haoxiang, who had originally planned to go home first, kept pestering Lin Yu to talk about artificial intelligence.
Lin Yu had barely said a few words because of the reward when Xu Haoxiang started to feel dizzy. He kept saying he didn't want to listen, but he forced himself to keep listening.
But he couldn't hold on for long. Xu Haoxiang's eyes rolled back, his gaze became vacant, and after sitting for a while with his mind blank, he leaned back and fell into a baby-like sleep.
Now that no one was bothering him, Lin Yu continued to diligently study Bayesian theory for the entire afternoon.
He kept modifying the artificial intelligence algorithm model in his mind according to his previous life.
Whenever he comes up with a direction for code creation, he first asks the system whether the code, if created in this way, could become an artificial intelligence algorithm.
The system then provided answers one by one.
[37%][25%][49%]
This greatly saved Lin Yu's time in trying and failing.
The highest it ever reached was 56%.
If he wanted, he could directly use the system's newbie gift points to max out the algorithm to 100%.
Lin Yu closed the book and, with a hint of regret, kicked the bed board under Xu Haoxiang with his toe.
There is only one chance to reach 100% completion when you are halfway through the process.
Although his expertise in artificial intelligence algorithms is enough to make him incredibly wealthy, he has won numerous awards, both big and small.
Compared to China Unicom's AI network in 2026, this algorithm is utterly worthless.
Once he develops artificial intelligence that connects to 2026, the Nobel Prize will have to be renamed the Lin Yu Prize.
"Wake up, wake up."
"It's almost 5 o'clock. Do you still need me to be your wingman and go pick up girls?"
Xu Haoxiang turned around and hugged the blanket, still sleepy-eyed.
He was muttering something under his breath, "I have a girlfriend, I'm not going out with you anymore, can you be serious?"
Lin Yu was speechless and kicked even harder.
"If you don't get up, I'm not going with you."
Upon hearing this, Xu Haoxiang immediately sat up from the bed, the movement so large that the bedboard bounced.
"No way, I really can't do without you."
Lin Yu had turned on the lights early in the morning, so the room didn't feel dark.
The sky outside the window was already pitch black, and the streetlights were on, casting a large snowman in the dim light.
"Why is it so late? Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"
Before Lin Yu could get angry, Xu Haoxiang started talking again.
"I've been studying with you all afternoon, and it's really refreshing. But it's also a bit mentally taxing. I'll have to eat more beef later to nourish my brain."
Lin Yu laughed instead, a laugh born of anger.
There's a saying that goes something like this in 2026?
People can actually laugh when they're extremely speechless.
"Stop joking around, let's get ready to go."
"I have other things to do, so I need to win her over as soon as possible. Also, get me a receipt for an Intel Pentium 75 CPU as a reward."
Lin Yu doesn't expect to build artificial intelligence with a single CPU.
But he can use it to create a basic algorithm and save it, instead of just relying on his brain.
In 94, the number of households in China that owned computers was still very small.
Back then, computers didn't have many applications.
You can neither chat nor play games.
Its primary use is for typing and creating documents.
At that time, typists were among the highest paid.
Such a computer can read, display, and store data.
It can still input code, which is barely enough for Lin Yu to use.
Unfortunately, for most people, spending over 6000 yuan on a chip and tens of thousands on a computer is simply ripping them off.
"What do you need that for? If it weren't for the fact that my wingman absolutely needs you, I wouldn't be willing to spend such a high price."
Xu Haoxiang, somewhat unaccustomed to wearing canvas shoes, asked with a hint of doubt.
His uncle makes this stuff, and he's been exposed to it from a young age, so he knows a bit about the market price.
But for him, buying this stuff was not as enjoyable as gambling and having a couple of rounds of fun.
Truly smart people know to make money work for them, rather than buying things they don't need and leaving them unused.
Give him six thousand dollars to gamble, and he could have a chance to turn it into sixty thousand. That's true financial management and investment, that's the right way to make money.
Lin Yu did not answer Xu Haoxiang's question directly, but urged Xu Haoxiang to hurry up and get dressed.
Once he finishes making it, everyone will know what a CPU is for.
I have a question: what does it mean that a wingman is indispensable?
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In a villa in Xicheng District, a woman with long, wavy hair is smoking a cigarette, and several introductory books on satellite manufacturing are on the table.
Every now and then, a new book arrives, which is the algorithmic foundation for artificial intelligence.