The phone call ended.
Lu Zhou let out a sigh of relief and put down his phone. He looked at the thick stack of draft papers on the table and couldn't help but smile.
"Thirty-one days … This is probably the longest time I've been on a retreat," said Lu Zhou as he looked at the calendar on his phone.
How long has it been since I've felt this way?
It's been so long that I can't even remember.
Ever since he broke through level 10 in mathematics, most of the problems in the sense of calculation had lost their meaning to him. Many times when he saw a mathematical formula, even with his mathematical intuition, he could quickly lock onto a few possible expansions that might help him think about the next step.
For other people, the high-dimensional space and abstract differential manifolds, which required almost all of their brain cells just to imagine, were as simple and clear as building blocks in the hands of a child in front of him.
However, this time, the situation was a bit different.
It was very rare that when he wrote down the first line of equations, his mathematical intuition didn't tell him which direction to go. The messy clues were like tangled wool, making it difficult for him to sort them out.
As he continued to change methods and explore the depths of this maze, more and more difficulties and traps began to reveal themselves in front of him.
More than once, Lu Zhou wondered if his conjectures were just unreliable.
Fortunately, he didn't give up in the end. He found a suitable differential manifold on the complex plane. Using the unified theory of algebraic geometry, he converted it into an algebraic form and introduced it into the corresponding function expression in high-dimensional space. Finally, he opened the last door to the end of the maze …
"A very typical high-dimensional topology problem, just like the Poincaré conjecture …"
The pen in his hand spun around as he looked at the contents of the draft paper. Lu Zhou smiled and spoke to himself.
"But it's much more difficult than a pure mathematical problem like the Poincaré conjecture, and it involves far more than just a few differential manifolds or a few types of high-dimensional spaces.
"Fortunately, this is one of my areas of expertise."
The first Millennium Prize Problem he solved was the existence of a solution to the Navier – Stokes equation.
At that time, he constructed a differential manifold called the L Manifold, which directly knocked down the wall of "complexity" in front of fluid dynamics engineers.
Up until now, he had used this weapon to kill many dragons guarding the treasures.
Now, using a similar method, he once again killed a monster that stood between human civilization and the deepest mysteries of the universe.
Moreover, this monster was much more ferocious than ordinary dragons.
And the treasure it guarded was far more valuable than a normal Millennium Prize Problem …
"… Space-time tells matter how to move, matter tells space-time how to bend."
"Particles in the n-dimension will not move to the n-1 dimension for no reason. Once this transition occurs, not only the matter on the string will be moved, but a channel will also be opened between the string and the string."
"And this channel can be defined in a mathematical sense."
Lu Zhou looked at the entire piece of paper filled with formulas that were destined to change the fate of human civilization. A victorious smile appeared on his face.
"… The next step is to input it into the computer."
If he was the only one who knew about such a happy thing, it would be a little too boring.
It took Lu Zhou about two hours to reorganize the proof process on the draft paper. He then carefully typed it into the computer in the format of a thesis.
[The Effect of the Z Particle Transition on the Curvature of Space-Time]
After drafting the title of the thesis, Lu Zhou finally finished editing the thesis. He uploaded the thesis to arXiv, leaned back in his chair, stretched his back, and moved his sore shoulders.
"… The next step is to prove my guess experimentally."
Even though the physics community might not immediately accept his idea, as the chairman of the ILHCRC, he had absolute authority on how to waste next year's funding.
Especially after the last Z particle incident, almost no one could challenge his authority. Even if all of the board members voted against it, the vast majority of physicists at the ILHCRC would definitely stand on his side.
"Let me think … Deploy a 'Z particle clock' in geosynchronous orbit and lunar orbit respectively? No, wait a minute, the distance between the lunar orbit and the Earth orbit seems to be a bit too short, let's change it to the Mars orbit. "
The consignment work and the "Z particle clock" order could be taken care of by the Lunar Orbit Committee.
Lu Zhou already had a complete blueprint in his mind on how to implement the entire experiment.
There was only one thing he wanted to do now.
Which was to share the joy in his heart with the person he loved the most …
"Xiao Ai, send a message to Wang Peng for me and ask him to pick me up downstairs."
[Yes, Master. (????? `)]
…
When Lu Zhou went out, it was already ten o 'clock in the evening. When he sat in the Electric Purple parked downstairs, it was already snowing.
Wang Peng looked at the snowflakes under the streetlights next to him. He started the car and asked casually.
"Are you still going so late?"
Lu Zhou thought for a while and said, "Can I get there before eleven o 'clock?"
"It won't take that long, 10: 30 should be enough."
"Then let's go."
After about twenty minutes of driving, a purple sports car stopped at the entrance of the luxurious community in the core area of the high-tech zone.
Lu Zhou passed through the facial recognition system and walked into the community with an umbrella. He stood in the elevator and walked to the familiar door. He then gently pressed the doorbell.
Soon, he heard the sound of footsteps behind the door, followed by the familiar voice.
"Who is it?"
"It's me."
With a warm breeze, the door opened with a squeak. Then, a face full of joy and surprise appeared behind the door.
"Why did you suddenly come to my place? Why didn't you tell me in advance … I, I didn't even clean up, wait a minute. "
Suddenly realizing that she was wearing a nightgown, without makeup or a comb, Chen Yushan subconsciously wanted to close the door.
Fortunately, Lu Zhou was quick. He put his foot in the door first and said, "What are you doing?
"Do you want to leave me outside to freeze to death?"
Although there was central air conditioning outside, it was still a bit difficult to freeze people to death. However, by the time she changed her clothes and put on makeup, Lu Zhou felt like he could fall asleep standing.
When Chen Yushan heard Lu Zhou's words, she noticed the snowflakes on his shoulders that had not melted yet. Her cheeks suddenly blushed and she whispered.
"I was about to fall asleep, I didn't know it was snowing outside … Hurry up and come in."
After entering the house, Lu Zhou put on his slippers and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
Chen Yushan came out of the kitchen with two cups of hot milk and placed them on the coffee table.
"It's quite cold outside, come and drink something hot. Speaking of which, is your retreat over?"
After testing the milk with his lips and feeling the perfect temperature, Lu Zhou took a sip.
As the warmth flowed into his stomach, he felt not only the coldness in his body, but even the fatigue in his eyebrows had dissipated a lot.
"Mhmm, it's over."
"It seems that you have made another major discovery." She sat across from Lu Zhou with her hands supporting her chin. Her beautiful face seemed to be glowing, shining with a fascinating light.
"You found out." Lu Zhou's face showed a smile. He suddenly thought of something and continued, "I want to give you a gift on Valentine's Day."
When Chen Yushan heard about a Valentine's Day gift, she suddenly became excited and asked curiously, "What gift?"
Lu Zhou smiled mysteriously.
"If I tell you now, there will be no surprise."
"Wait until Valentine's Day, you will naturally know."
The snow outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. It gently hid the warmth on the treetops and the lights that leaked out of the window.
Under the silence, only the sporadic street lights and car lights, as well as the inaudible serenade, quietly outlined the silhouette of the night.
As usual, tonight was no different from yesterday.
The only difference was probably …
Because of a paper that was suddenly published on arXiv, many physicists living in the eastern hemisphere might be tossing and turning insomnia …
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