Chapter 1390: The Preprint Archive that was crushed and paralyzed
The ABC conjecture is solved!
Whether it is for the mathematical community, or for the future destiny of human civilization, this is definitely a history-making day.
Cornell University, the custodian of Arxiv's preprint electronic archive, was honored to feel this earlier and more deeply than anyone else.
Cornell University, School of Computer Engineering.
The tranquility of the early morning was shattered by a sudden accident.
The Arxiv database, which had been running fairly stable, was suddenly overwhelmed by the explosive increase in the number of visits, as if it had been subjected to a violent DOS attack.
"Damn! Is there any special holiday today? Why are you stuck at this point to land ......"
"The number of visits has increased a hundredfold...... God, what happened last night? β
"Hell knows! Call Los Alamos National Laboratory and ask them to use the backup server! β
"It's already used...... Give it up, there must be something wrong with such a huge number of visits, and it is definitely not caused by normal access behavior! β
There was chaos in the lab.
Faced with the paralyzed server, several professors who were invited tried their best, but they were still helpless.
The number of visits to Arxiv has always been relatively stable, one in the morning and one in the evening, and most of the time everyone chooses to search for new research progress in the several research directions they are tracking during these two time periods.
It is for this reason that Los Alamos National Laboratory, which is responsible for operating the servers, allocates additional server resources for Arxiv. However, what I didn't expect was that the plan still couldn't catch up with the changes.
The extra spare server resources were a drop in the bucket, and the skyrocketing number of visits instantly paralyzed the entire website, and now no one can squeeze in......
Dr. Osmond, who was in charge of maintaining the database, was sweating profusely, and seeing that the situation was out of control, he immediately called Los Alamos National Laboratory and asked the engineers there to actively pull the brake on the server, and then began to check the server's memory and look for the cause of the failure in offline mode.
Arxiv is different from other for-profit non-academic databases, as a public welfare open electronic preprint library, even if the traffic increases several times, they will not rely on this profit, so he does not feel the slightest excitement in the face of such a situation, except for feeling that his head is big.
Looking at the system engineer walking by, Dr. Osmond stopped him and asked anxiously.
"What about Los Alamos National Laboratory? How's their side troubleshooting the server? β
The same solemnity was written on the engineer's face.
Although similar situations have been encountered before, the extent is far less exaggerated than the situation they are facing now.
"The cause of the failure is still being investigated...... There is no new information yet. β
"Damn it!" With a scolding sentence, Dr. Osmond couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "Which bastard is idle and has nothing to do, and is eyeing the electronic library?" , you're going to hack the Federal Reserve! β
"Maybe it's because it's been rejected and you want to vent?" The engineer shrugged his shoulders and reluctantly offered a hypothesis, but Dr. Osmond rejected it without even thinking about it.
"No way, it's a question of whether that idiot can use the computer correctly."
It is quite difficult to get rejected by Arxiv, because even "folk mathematics" has a separate category here as a reserve for the amusement of folk scholars.
Only those who are unsure of their thesis can be "rejected" because it does not meet the norms, so Dr. Osmond almost did not hesitate to rule out this possibility.
Just when a group of people were anxious like ants on a hot pot, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the laboratory.
I saw a man in a suit walk in almost trotting, and spoke as he went.
"The results of the investigation from Los Alamos National Laboratory are in!"
Hearing this, Dr. Osmond didn't hesitate for even a second, and immediately looked at him and asked anxiously.
"What the hell is going on?!"
"Proof ...... of the ABC Conjecture"
Dr. Osmond asked, stunned, looking at him in surprise.
"Proof of the ABC conjecture?! What does it mean......"
"Engineers at Los Alamos National Laboratory pulled up the error logs and found that almost all the traffic was pointing to the same third-level domain," the man said with a grim expression on his face, swallowing as if he had seen a ghost, "What a hell!" A paper, and a preprint, paralyzed the server...... It's the first time in my life that I've encountered such an exaggerated thing! β
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The paralysis of Arxiv's servers is just the beginning.
The news that ABC's conjecture had been proven soon spread throughout the mathematical community along the network cable, and a sound of surprise spread like a tsunami.
Because the Arxiv server was completely paralyzed and the website could not be accessed, many people who could not get the paper could only frantically flock to the LSPM forum left by Lu Zhou on his personal page, where they shared and exchanged information about the ABC conjecture.
At the same time, the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton.
Dr. Woolly Vernal, a student in the Department of Mathematics, walked briskly into Professor Sanak's office.
He was so excited that he even forgot to knock on the door, so he pushed open the office door and reported in an incoherent voice.
"Professor!"
Hearing the sound coming from the doorway, Professor Sanak frowned slightly, stopped the ballpoint pen in his hand, and looked in the direction of his student.
"Good morning, Mr. Vernal, I would like to know what happened? So much so that you forget the politeness of knocking before opening the door. β
"Sorry! But it's so surprising! Swallowing hard, Vernal, who was still breathing, continued in a trembling tone, "You would never have thought-"
The sound of the pen cap tapping on the table interrupted his speech, and Professor Sanak said in an impatient tone.
"I hope you'll be able to make it clear in a minute, otherwiseβ"
"It's the LSPM group! Just an hour ago, they uploaded the full proof process of the ABC conjecture to Arxiv! β
LSPM Research Group......
A complete proof of the ABC conjecture?!
The moment he heard this, Professor Sanak's eyes widened the size of a ping-pong ball, and he immediately stood up from behind his desk and said in a hurry.
"What about the papers? Have you downloaded it? β
"No......" Dr. Vernal swallowed, a bitter expression written on his face, "and by the time I found out about this, the Arxiv website was already paralyzed. β
Paralyzed?!
Hearing this completely unexpected news, Sanak was stunned.
It took about five minutes for him to come back to his senses.
I unconsciously moved my eyes to the corner of the desk in the office, and looked at the calendar placed there, only to see the date of April 30th printed on it.
Thinking of what Professor Feverman said some time ago, Sanak's eyes gradually appeared with obvious shock, and his pupils were full of disbelief.
Really let them get it out before the end of the month?!
It's a god!
At the same time, even almost in the same building.
Professor Feverman, who was sitting in his office, also set his sights on the calendar on his desk after learning that the ABC conjecture had been proven.
Sighing softly, he muttered to himself rather regretfully.
"What a loss......
If only I had been holding on at the time.
Maybe he insisted on it any longer, and as soon as Sanak's old thing's gambling nature came to an end, he made that bet with himself?
Not to mention knocking him hard, at least someone has paid for this week's coffee......
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(Pay attention to the "Morning Star LL" public account and watch after the rain...... Oh no, the little story behind Xueba (??????)?? οΌ