Chapter 371

Two days later, Nathaniel Graves flew to Salzburg for the International Artificial Intelligence Symposium.

Similar to last year's technology summit, this event served as a premier platform for industry leaders to discuss cutting-edge AI advancements and share technical expertise.

Accompanying him were Isabella Sinclair, Kieran Blackwood, and several newly recruited engineers from YodaVision.

The decision to bring junior engineers like Kieran was strategic - since they hadn't been exposed to sensitive company information yet, there was zero risk of intellectual property leaks.

Upon arriving in Salzburg and entering the convention center, they found the venue already packed. Rumor had it several world-renowned AI specialists would be making appearances.

At last year's summit, Nathaniel had already drawn considerable attention simply by being Frederick Aldridge's protégé.

Now, with YodaVision's growing prominence, his presence caused an even bigger sensation.

The moment he stepped into the grand hall, nearly every head turned in his direction. A swarm of attendees immediately approached to greet him, keeping him thoroughly occupied.

Isabella and Kieran stood off to the side, observing Nathaniel's networking, when suddenly a familiar voice caught Isabella's attention.

"Fancy seeing you here."

Isabella turned.

It was Julian Montgomery, with Jonathan Sterling standing beside him.

She nodded politely. "Mr. Montgomery, I didn't expect to see you here."

Julian wasn't someone who typically attended such conferences personally - sending senior executives or technical experts like Jonathan would have sufficed.

But it had been weeks since he'd last seen Isabella.

Knowing she'd likely attend a major event like this, he'd made the trip himself.

As they exchanged pleasantries, Julian noticed Kieran shooting him icy glares, which he pointedly ignored.

Just then, Alexander Whitmore arrived - noticeably without Victoria Kensington in tow.

Before Isabella or Nathaniel could react to his arrival, the event organizers appeared, ushering in a distinguished gentleman in his sixties with great ceremony.

Both Isabella and Nathaniel immediately recognized the man - Frederick Langley.

Langley was a titan in the AI world.

Earlier, they'd been surprised by Victoria's absence from Alexander's side.

Now, seeing Langley, everything made sense. Victoria stood right beside him, clearly familiar with the renowned professor.

Connecting the dots between Langley's reputation and Victoria pursuing her PhD in Salzburg, Isabella and Nathaniel realized the truth.

Most likely, Langley was her doctoral advisor.

To be accepted as Langley's PhD candidate - Victoria was clearly exceptional.

While not one of deep learning's founding fathers, Langley's contributions to AI were monumental and undisputed.

His appearance electrified the venue.

"Frederick Langley? Is that really him? He actually came?"

"If this is a dream, don't wake me up!"

"I wouldn't dare dream this big!"

An old colleague of Langley's approached to greet him.

After exchanging pleasantries, the man glanced at Victoria and asked, "And who might this be?"