Chapter 1295: It is shameful to waste time

Outside the icrc headquarters building, nearby traffic was almost blocked.
Reporters from major TV stations and newspapers almost blocked the entrance, which seriously affected the staff who came in and went to work from here.
Even if icrc's security blocked some people, there were still a small number of reporters mixing into the bottom parking lot through various official or unofficial channels.
Just when Luo Wenxuan parked the car in the parking space and pressed the electronic lock to prepare for going upstairs, he stared at a group of journalists with cameras and microphones surrounded by zombies.
"... Hello, I am a reporter for The Observer. May I ask Secretary Luo, does icrc's latest research mean that speedy sailing is possible?"
"It is possible in the theoretical sense, and there is very little hope in reality."
"Mr. Luo, may I ask if this means that China will soon start exploring the distant galaxy? Can we set foot in Andromeda in our lifetime?"
"That's a good question, provided you can live two centuries or longer."
"Mr. Luo—"
"Please let me know that the meeting is about to begin. If you have any questions, please contact the icrc spokesperson, which is our only official certification window."
Struggling to squeeze a way out of the crowd, under the cover of the venue security, Luo Wenxuan swarmed into the hall.
He looked at the wooden door behind him, which was laboriously closed by the staff, and the crowd that gradually dispersed under the persuasion of the security guard. Then he took a breath and reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"It seems that the reporters outside are not embarrassing you."
Hearing a familiar voice, Luo Wenxuan looked up and saw Lu Zhou standing beside him with a smile on his face.
Suddenly, a surprised expression appeared on his face. Luo Wenxuan looked at Lu Zhou up and down in disbelief and said with a strange expression.
"How did you get in ... I mean, you weren't blocked by the reporters?"
"I naturally have my way," Lu Zhou smiled slightly, then turned away, "the meeting is about to begin, let's go together."
Although there are many things to ask, obviously there is no time to ask in detail at that time.
After swallowing the problem that had rushed to his throat, Luo Wenxuan took a breath and quickly caught up with Lu Zhou's footsteps, and walked with him towards the conference hall ...
...
The icrc council meeting is about to begin.
Although the discussion was all about boring academic issues, the conference seldom attracted the attention of the whole world because of the vast and amazing prospects behind that trembling particle.
However, although people eagerly wanted to know more, Lu Zhou still did not allow reporters from any media to enter the audience. Instead, he arranged for those media that obtained interview rights through formal channels in another building. reception center.
The official spokesperson of icrc will report the results of the meeting to them in the first time, and answer some questions.
Looking at the directors who were already sitting at the conference table, Lu Zhou cleared his throat and said.
"To make a long story short, let's get started."
The laser pointer in my hand was pressed, and the large screen behind me showed a star map of the solar system.
The members of the council sitting at the conference table looked at each other suddenly about the sudden changes, and it was not clear what Lu Zhou was planning to do. Only a few people, including Luo Wenxuan, probably guessed something, and his face was really so expression.
As if confirming the guesses of these people, Lu Zhou continued to speak.
"I have completed the theoretical demonstration. The next part is the experiment. We need to deploy a z-particle clock in synchronous orbit and Mars orbit, and then—"
"Wait, wait a minute, what is the theoretical part of the theory?"
When Lu Zhou was interrupted, Professor Whittle, a member of the American Council of ICRC and director of the Brookhaven Society of Science, raised his right hand, stood up with a clear expression of distrust on his face, and watched Lu Zhou continue.
"Isn't it normal for us to discuss the dissertation itself and make sure it is correct before discussing how to design an experiment to prove it?"
He was not angry because his speech was interrupted. Lu Zhou nodded his head and said cleanly, "Of course, if you have any questions about a part of the paper, you can raise it now."
The expression on Professor Whittle's face was slightly stagnant, and he paused for a while before he said, "Although I haven't found a problem for the time being, it doesn't mean that other people think the same way. I think at least--"
Lu Zhou also glanced at the conference table and continued.
"Others can ask questions as well."
The directors sitting at the conference table looked at each other, and eventually no one stood up.
Don't talk about asking questions.
Most of them did not understand the paper, and even if some of them understood it, they only barely understood it to a certain degree, which was better than half-knowledge.
"As you can see, we are wasting time," Lu Zhou shrugged slightly, looking at Professor Whittle, who continued to say, "if we wait until the theory is generally accepted by the physics community, then we will Design experiments for the entire problem, and wait at least five or more years based on past experience. "
Professor Whittle "Is there anything wrong with this?"
Lu Zhou said politely, "The disadvantage is that it is a shame to waste time. Either you find out my mistakes, or you just watch it quietly, and I will naturally prove that I am right. "
Professor Whittle also wanted to say something, but maybe he thought of his swollen face on the z-particle thing last time, and finally he repelled his complaint.
Looking at Professor Whittle who was sitting back in position, Lu Zhou nodded and continued to look at the conference table.
"Are there any other questions?"
"I have some questions to ask."
"please say."
"The dissertation is awesome ... but why not the moon? It has to be on Mars."
After getting permission from Lu Zhou to make a speech, Professor Fernando, a member of the British Council on the icrc board, stood up and asked his question with a hesitant expression on his face.
However, after hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou sighed.
"You will ask such questions, obviously you haven't even read my thesis."
Professor Fernando blushed, pleading, "I swear I saw it, but only part of it ... I haven't finished it yet."
In fact, it is not understood at all.
Mathematics is not his area of ​​expertise.
Although he can also use most mathematical tools to solve problems encountered in theoretical physics research, most of those tools are outdated.
Without arguing about Professor Fernando's excuses, Lu Zhou supported the conference table with both hands, stood up from the chair, turned to the white board next to the conference room, picked up the marker brushes next to it and wrote it down A few lines of calculation.
[L = Ψαeαμνβγ5γμ (? Ν + iγν / 2) Ψβ]
[……]
He looked at the calculations on the whiteboard with a grim expression.
Almost all the participants couldn't figure out what Lu Zhou wanted to do.
However, just as Lu Zhou wrote the last line of calculations, a few professors' expressions were stunned.
This includes Luo Wenxuan, as well as another European physicist from cern.
After completing the necessary blackboard writing, Lu Zhou turned to look at the conference table and the participants sitting at the conference table, and explained.
"Z particles themselves don't have that much energy to change the curvature of space, and it's impossible to poke a hole in space ... or more academically, to get a wormhole out."
"However, it can disturb the gravitational field."
Looking at the directors sitting at the conference table, Lu Zhou continued in a serious tone.
"It's very critical."
"Space-time is distorted under the interference of gravity and distributed unevenly around us. Changing the gravitational field is equivalent to indirectly changing the curvature of space-time."
"Imagine if we were going to cruise at light speeds in units of light now, how should we flatten a universe as long as a few light years? By manpower? This is obviously impossible, but-"
Then, Lu Zhou held the marker in his hand, and UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com tapped on the whiteboard.
"But we can use the gravitational pull of stars-or in other words, the gravitational bond between the galaxy and the galaxy, and the space-time gravitational distortion between the galaxy and the galaxy! Then find a way closest to the end , To complete the light-year voyage! "
"Of course, just for experiments, we don't need to send the detector to neighboring stars a few light years away for experiments. This experiment can be done only in the solar system."
"For example, with the help of gravitational bonds between planets and planets, a hyperspace channel is opened between planets and planets, which is what we call a shortcut."
After a pause, Lu Zhou continued.
"Closer to home, that's why we must send our experimental equipment to Mars."
"Gravitational attraction is the threshold."
"The mass of the Moon is only one-eighth of Earth's. Although distance is an advantage, according to calculation results, it is difficult to form stable hyperspace channels.
"In theory, Jupiter is a more suitable choice, but the distance is too far, and the asteroid belt in the middle is also a trouble."
"Considering all aspects, Mars with a mass of Earth 14 is the best choice."
"Any other questions?"
Professor Fernando hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and sat back. Professor Whittle, who was sitting in a chair, swallowed, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
It was just this feeling of being taught a class that made him unable to be happy ...
"No one seems to have an opinion."
Very satisfied with the efficiency of the meeting, Lu Zhou turned the meeting document in his hand, cleared his throat and continued.
"Then we will discuss the structure of the z-particle clock."
"And how to do this experiment."
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