The workload wasn’t just substantial, it was also particularly ti-consuming.
Moreover, to avoid any mistakes, each set of data had to be calculated several tis by multiple personnel, repeatedly verified against each other to ensure there were no issues before it could be considered complete!
When He Yaohua was visiting Capital City, he thought how great it would be if their factory also had such big machines.
Even if it wasn’t the latest 104, having a 103 would be okay.
Unfortunately—
"...As long as I can eat enough and my body can handle it, I can do large-scale, high-frequency calculations, thousands of tis a second without any problem!"
Tiantian, seemingly oblivious to He Yaohua’s thoughtful expression, opened a pack of snacks and began stuffing her mouth with shelled walnuts.
Hmm, it’s really delicious.
Nuts like walnuts are rich in fats and also contain beneficial amino acids and proteins.
Eating walnuts to nourish the brain isn’t folk superstition, it’s scientifically based.
In fact, not just walnuts, many other nuts also have this brain-nourishing effect.
However, as it stands, walnut kernels are still cheaper.
Crunch, crunch, Tiantian chewed the walnut kernels vigorously.
Wu Zhuoya: ...If she wasn’t mistaken, Tiantian had already finished off one-fifth of the food she had just brought.
It had only been a mont, and she had eaten so much?
The main thing was, Tiantian’s little belly hadn’t even bulged, where had all that food gone?!
Had it already been absorbed by her brain?
Wu Zhuoya looked at her daughter’s flat stomach, then at her head, her gaze turning peculiar.
Tiantian, however, acted quite oblivious, seemingly unaffected by Wu Zhuoya’s intense stare.
"Calculate thousands of tis a second?"
He Yaohua didn’t pay attention to these, he was simply stunned, okay?
Could the human brain really compare to a "computer"?
"Yes, when I was playing with Puslov, we played a similar ga."
Anyway, those experts have already returned to the Soviet Union, and it’s unlikely they’d co to Hua Country in the next decade or so.
Not that there’s no evidence, but it’s almost the sa thing.
Besides, even if they t Puslov in the future, Tiantian would have already beco one of the Outstanding Officials, and so minor details wouldn’t matter to anyone.
Tiantian boldly bluffed.
Making Puslov and a group of Soviet experts take the bla was not only a justified reason for Tiantian’s inexplicable "database", it also helped clear the original owner’s na.
"He wrote down a calculus equation for , told the rules of calculation, then I gave the answer!"
Tiantian said proudly, "And the answer I calculated in a minute was exactly the sa as what Puslov took half a day to calculate!"
He Yaohua excitedly rubbed his hands, looked at the sky outside, then at the hospital gown on Tiantian.
All his enthusiasm was imdiately extinguished.
Ah, if only the daughter could be discharged, he would take her directly to Old Seo.
At Old Seo’s place, due to the massive calculations, a bunch of people were either comparing with slide rules or clacking away at abacuses endlessly.
It looked exhausting.
The main thing was that this kind of intense calculation work was just too tedious.
And with the cafeteria’s inadequate supply, many technicians were working overti on an empty stomach.
If they could perform calculations quickly, it would save ti and a lot of manpower.
There were only about ten technicians in their factory who could use the abacus, and all were occupied.
If he could free them to continue developing with Old Seo, the new missiles could certainly be produced faster!
But, however urgent the work, He Yaohua couldn’t take his hospitalized little girl to the factory.
If it were him, no matter the risk, no matter the sacrifice, he wouldn’t hesitate.
But...sigh, he and his wife already owed Tiantian, and she had just made a significant contribution to the factory.
He couldn’t exploit her or treat her harshly any longer!
As if discerning He Yaohua’s dilemma, Tiantian ate seven or eight more walnut kernels and finally stopped.
After wiping her hands with a towel, she stretched on the hospital bed and said, "Dad, Mom, I want to be discharged!"
"Discharged? Tiantian, your health?" Wu Zhuoya’s initial reaction was to disagree.
Although He Yaohua was shafully tempted for a mont, he quickly sided with Wu Zhuoya, "Yeah, better rest a bit more."
Wearing out her young body wasn’t anything good.
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