I Will Not Live as a Genius

25. Ninety-seven

“Do you think the RSA cipher will collapse if the Riemann hypothesis is proven?”

In response to my question, Professor Park asked me.

“Jeong-ho, what do you think?”

“Well… I only know the principles of the RSA encryption system, so to be honest, I don’t know much about encryption. But even the professor thinks that the Riemann hypothesis is not only proven, but that this hypothesis is correct.”

The professor silently nodded at my question, and I continued.

“Actually, most mathematicians believe that the Riemann hypothesis is correct, so even if it is proven, it will not have much effect on the RSA cryptosystem.”

“You are right.”

Professor Park had a faint smile on his face, but the expression on his face was that he did not agree with me.

I opened my mouth.

“I think the professor thinks differently… Right?”

“Heh heh—, well. Hmm… .”

The professor thought for a moment and then continued.

“Jung Ho, if one day you will prove the Riemann hypothesis. If the point at which you complete the proof is 100% then, where do you think you are now?”

“Well… To be honest… I’m completely stuck right now. Front, back, side, up and down… There is no unblocked place. So I don’t even know where I am.”

Professor Park nodded and said.

“right? it’s similar to me Still, if someone asks me the same question, and I have to answer that question… I’d say I’m probably at the 5% mark.”

“I will be smaller than that. maybe… About 3%?”

“Then they say that the Riemann hypothesis will be solved only if we go 97% further… In the process of making this 97% progress, we will learn a lot about prime numbers. and… .”

“… … ?”

“In this 97%… Isn’t there a secret of the Riemann zeta function, as well as regularity hidden in prime numbers?”

ah… !

This means that the Riemann hypothesis is proved, which means that not only will a mathematical hypothesis be proved, but you will understand more about the Riemann zeta function and, of course, it is very likely that you will learn about the regularity of prime numbers.

If we can find the regularity of a prime number, we can use that regularity to build a computer algorithm, and then any number, no matter how large, will immediately be prime factorized.

In other words, the RSA encryption system becomes useless.

As the meeting ended, Professor Park opened her mouth.

“Would you like to meet Yoon Seok at the next meeting? Because Yoon Seok is a very talkative student… It seems so quiet, shall we meet while having dinner together?”

“Yes, I like it.”

Professor Park said, pointing to his computer.

“I got this wonderful gift today, so next time we meet, I have to buy him something he likes. Perhaps… Is there anything you want to eat?”

“yes! I want to eat that pizza. Bulgogi Pizza.”

A week later.

I came home after playing basketball with In-cheol, and the house was full of the smell of bulgogi.

Oh yeah!

I ran straight to the kitchen, where my mother was cooking bulgogi.

And on the table was a small whipped cream cake.

uh? this, something… Isn’t that a familiar composition?

“Mom!”

“Oh, Jung-ho is here. Are you good at basketball? Come and wash up. I just started grilling meat. The time will be right when you come out.”

I said, pointing to the cake on the table.

“What day is it today?”

“ah… ! it? I just bought it for my mom to eat.”

But, maybe… Did your mother like whipped cream cakes?

Anyway, I think good things are going to happen.

Bulgogi and whipped cream cake.

This combination seems to me like a conditioned reflex condition… I remembered the day my major sister bought a cake four months ago.

When I returned to the table after taking a shower, there was a generous amount of bulgogi on the table.

“Wow—! I will enjoy this food.”

My mother’s bulgogi dishes are the best.

I did not get tired of eating and eating.

My mother looked at me with a smile as I ate, and I murmured my mouth full of bulgogi.

“Come on, Mom, too.”

“Are you eating? And Mom will eat the cake in a little while. If you eat too much meat right now, you won’t be able to eat cake because you’re full.”

When I was so full with bulgogi, my mother opened the box, cut the cake, and handed me a large piece of cake on a plate.

The soft, sweet, and moist taste of the cake spreads in the mouth.

Well—. Really delicious.

Today is a mouth-watering day.

When I finished eating the whole plate of cake, my mother got up from the table and went into the bedroom, and after a while she brought a briefcase.

Then he pulled out a small notebook from the envelope and handed it to me.

The moment I opened the notebook, my mouth opened without realizing it.

At the top was written ‘Chinese Certified Translator’s License’, and below it was written the mother’s photo and personal information.

“Wow—! Congratulations mom!”

My mother smiled with a mischievous expression, and I got up and hugged her tightly.

Then he sat back down and gave his thumbs up.

“I thought my mother would definitely get her license. Mom, that’s great. best! best!”

“He… Stop it now. it’s awkward haha—! In fact, experience in translation is more important than qualifications. It really has a minimal assortment.”

“a–! Still. That’s great. ah… ! Come to think of it, the cake was just that. Right?”

My mother said with a smirk at my words.

“I just bought the cake because my mom wanted to eat it… In fact, there is one more.”

“Oh my! really? what?”

My mother took a bunch of A4 paper from the envelope and gave it to me.

The documents were all full of Chinese characters.

I turned the pages one by one, and there were pictures and drawings that looked like metal parts, and there were sparse tables and graphs, but all of them were documents full of Chinese characters I couldn’t recognize.

I skimmed through the documents, but had no idea what they were.

I raised my head to look at my mother, and after reading my expression, she said.

“Check the paper on the back.”

last page.

It was a translation request.

The client was a Chinese manufacturer located in Shanghai, and the document for translation was a kind of quality assurance document prepared for submission to a Korean distributor and automaker.

At the bottom of the translation request form, there was a description of the deadline for translation and settlement of the translation fee. The translation fee my mother received was 25,000 won per page, and since it was a 28-page document, the total cost of translation was 700,000 won.

When I looked up at my mother, she said proudly.

“This is my first translation request.”

“Wow—-! Mom, congratulations!”

Mother said with a smile.

“Actually, this is all thanks to our Jeong-ho. It was Jeongho who first taught my mother English, and it was my son who made me take the TOEIC test again. If it wasn’t for my son, things I wouldn’t have dared to start with… Mom still feels like a dream.”

“It’s all because of my mother’s hard work. And this is not a dream, it is real.”

At my words, my mother smiled and said.

“Anyway, it seems like a mother is taking full advantage of her smart son. Jung-ho, as you said, I think you did a really good job of majoring in Chinese. These days, the demand for Chinese translation is exploding. Unfortunately, there is no one to translate, so they say that calling is a price.”

I nodded and said.

“There will be more demand in the future.”

“By the way… In order for my mother to work as a translator, I think I will have to share a computer with Jeong-ho, will it be okay?”

“Absolutely! Shall we move the computer desk back into the living room?”

“No, you don’t have to. Because when you go to school, your mom will work in your room. Are you okay though?”

“sure!”

After dinner, I made a folder on my computer where my mother worked, and explained to her how to use the word processor.

I feel good.

Really good.

My mother, now only walk on the flower road.

two days later.

When I got home from school, I checked the computer first.

Until yesterday, I was busy with TOEIC classes, so my mother said that I would start translating this morning.

My mother’s first commissioned translation.

I’m really curious what the result will be.

When I opened my mother’s translation work folder, a file named ‘Ashe A’ appeared.

When I opened the file, my mother’s translation was revealed.

The file name ‘Ashe A’ was the name of the Chinese company that requested the translation, and the document started with an explanation of the parts manufactured by this company.

I could tell what the photo was from the original document two days ago.

The long object in the photo was a part that secures the chassis and passenger seat of the car, and the document that my mother requested for translation was a document explaining the manufacturing process of this part and the results of various tests.

what?

However, the documents that my mother translated into Korean are not very long.

Just one and a half pages?

I remember the translation request I saw two days ago.

In the translation request form, along with the translation fee, precautions for translation were arranged, and one of them was to be sure to meet the deadline.

The deadline for translation is 9 a.m. next Tuesday.

Because today is Thursday… There are four days left until the deadline.

The original Chinese document had a total of 28 pages, and each image remains intact in my mind.

When I concentrated on the image of the document, the sweet taste of the cake I ate at that time lingered in my mouth.

Hmm… ! Now is not the time to think about cake.

let’s focus

Fortunately, there were many Chinese characters representing numbers in the original document, so

Using this, I was able to compare the original Chinese documents stored in my head with the contents my mother translated.

ah… .

The amount of documents my mother translated today is only the first page out of 28 pages.

Maybe it’s your first time doing a translation job… Maybe it’s slow?

okay… I think you’ll get used to it soon.

The next day, Friday.

As soon as I got home from school, I opened my mother’s translation work file.

Out of the 28 pages of the original document, up to 3 pages have been translated.

Yesterday and today are days without TOEIC academy lectures… .

Was your mother busy with other things?

The next day, Saturday.

When I came home from class in the morning, my mother came out of my room looking a little tired and came to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

At lunch, my mother asked.

“Jungho, are you going to use the computer now?”

I shook my head.

“no. I decided to get together with my friends and play soccer.”

After lunch, my mother went straight to my room, and I went out earlier than the appointed time because I thought it would interfere with my mother’s work.

That evening.

By the way, by the time dinner was over, my mother opened her mouth with an apologetic expression.

“Jungho, tomorrow is Sunday… Can Mom use the computer all day?”

I nodded vigorously.

Then he swallowed the food in his mouth and said.

“I decided to go to Youngmi tomorrow. We are going to study for the midterm exam together.”

While eating, I wanted to ask if the translation task was difficult, but I decided to put up with it because I thought it would be stressful for my mother.

So, after dinner, I returned to my room and checked my computer.

Until today, the amount that my mother has translated… .

It was up to page 8 out of 28 pages.