Outside the ILHCRC headquarters building, the nearby traffic was almost blocked.
Reporters from major TV stations and newspapers blocked the entrance, seriously affecting the staff who went in and out of the building.
Even though the ILHCRC security guards blocked some of the reporters, there were still a small number of reporters who sneaked into the underground parking lot through various official or unofficial channels.
Just as Luo Wenxuan parked his car in the parking lot and pressed the electronic lock to go upstairs, he was dumbfounded to see a group of reporters carrying cameras and microphones surrounding him like zombies.
"Hello, I'm a reporter from The Observer. Secretary-General Luo, does the latest research of the ILHCRC mean that warp travel is possible?"
"It's possible in the theoretical sense, but the practical hope is slim."
"Secretary-General Luo, does this mean that China will soon launch the exploration of the Far Star System? Can we set foot on Andromeda in our lifetime? "
"That's a good question, provided you can live for two centuries, or a little longer."
"Secretary-General Luo —"
"Please excuse me, the meeting is about to begin. If you have any questions, please contact the ILHCRC spokesperson. That is our only official window to speak."
Luo Wenxuan struggled to squeeze out of the crowd. Under the cover of the venue security, he squeezed into the hall.
He looked at the wooden door behind him that was closed by the staff, and the crowd gradually dispersed under the persuasion of the security guards. He let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"It seems that the reporters outside have been harassing you."
Hearing the familiar voice, Luo Wenxuan looked up and saw Lu Zhou standing next to him with a smile.
There was a look of surprise on Luo Wenxuan's face. He looked at Lu Zhou from head to toe in disbelief and spoke with a strange expression.
He spoke with a strange expression, "How did you get in … I mean, you weren't blocked outside by those reporters?"
"I have my ways." Lu Zhou smiled faintly. He turned around and said, "The meeting is about to begin, let's go together."
Although there were a lot of things he wanted to ask, he obviously didn't have the time to ask in detail.
Luo Wenxuan took two breaths and quickly caught up with Lu Zhou. They walked toward the conference hall …
…
The ILHCRC board meeting was about to begin.
Although the discussions were all boring academic issues, because of the vast and amazing prospects behind the vibrating particle, this conference attracted the attention of the world.
However, although people were eager to know more inside information, Lu Zhou still did not allow reporters from any media to enter the venue. Instead, he arranged for the media that obtained the right to interview through formal channels to the reception center of another building.
The official spokesperson of the ILHCRC would report the results of the meeting to them as soon as possible and answer some questions.
Lu Zhou looked at the directors who were already sitting at the conference table. He cleared his throat and spoke.
"Long story short, let's get started."
He pressed the laser pointer in his hand, and a star map of the solar system appeared on the big screen behind him.
The council members sitting at the conference table looked at each other, not knowing what Lu Zhou was going to do. Only a few people, including Luo Wenxuan, had roughly guessed what was going on. Their faces showed that they had expected it.
Lu Zhou continued to speak as if to confirm their speculations.
"I have completed the theoretical demonstration. Next is the experimental part. We need to deploy a Z particle clock in geosynchronous orbit and a Z particle clock in Mars orbit, and then — "
"Wait, wait a minute. What does it mean that the theoretical demonstration has been completed?"
Professor Whittle, a permanent member of the ILHCRC council and director of the Brookhaven Science Society, interrupted Lu Zhou. He raised his right hand and stood up with an obviously distrustful expression on his face. He looked at Lu Zhou and spoke.
"According to the normal procedure, shouldn't we discuss the thesis itself first, make sure that it is correct, and then discuss how to design experiments to prove it?"
Lu Zhou wasn't angry at being interrupted. He nodded and said, "Of course you can. If you have any questions about the thesis, you can ask them now."
The expression on Professor Whittle's face froze slightly. After a while, he said bitterly, "Although I haven't found any problems yet, this doesn't mean that others think so. I think we should at least — "
Lu Zhou glanced at the conference table and spoke.
"If anyone else has any questions, they can also raise them."
The council members sitting at the conference table looked at each other. In the end, no one stood up.
Forget about asking questions.
Most of them didn't understand the thesis. Even if some of them understood it, they were barely able to understand it. That kind of understanding was only slightly better than having a smattering of knowledge.
"As you can see, we are wasting time." Lu Zhou looked at Professor Whittle and shrugged his shoulders. He continued, "If we wait for the physics community to generally recognize this theory, then we can design experiments on the whole problem. Based on past experience, we will have to wait at least five or even ten years."
Professor Whittle: "What's wrong with that?"
Lu Zhou said bluntly, "The bad thing is that wasting time is shameful. Either you find my mistake, or you watch quietly from the side, and I'll prove that I'm right. "
Professor Whittle still wanted to say something, but he thought about how he was slapped in the face by the Z particle last time. In the end, he swallowed his complaints.
Lu Zhou looked at Professor Whittle, who sat back in his seat. He nodded and continued to look at the conference table.
"Does anyone else have any questions?"
"I have some questions."
"Please go ahead."
"Let's not talk about the thesis … But why not the Moon? Why does it have to be on Mars? "
After receiving permission from Lu Zhou to speak, Professor Fernando, a permanent member of the ILHCRC council, stood up and raised his question with a hesitant expression on his face.
However, after hearing these words, Lu Zhou sighed.
"If you would ask such a question, you obviously haven't even read my thesis."
Professor Fernando blushed and said, "I swear I read it, but some of it … I haven't finished reading it yet."
In fact, he didn't understand it at all.
Mathematics wasn't his field of expertise.
Although he could also use most mathematical tools to solve problems encountered in theoretical physics research, most of those tools were outdated.
Lu Zhou ignored Professor Fernando's explanation. He put his hands on the conference table and stood up from his chair. He turned around and walked to the whiteboard next to the conference room. He picked up a marker and wrote down a few lines of calculations.
[L = εαεαμν βγ5γμ (ν + imγν/2) * β]
[…]
He looked at the calculations on the whiteboard with a muddled expression.
Almost everyone in the conference room didn't know what Lu Zhou wanted to do.
However, when Lu Zhou wrote down the last line of calculations, several professors showed a look of realization on their faces.
This included Luo Wenxuan and another European physicist from CERN.
After completing the necessary blackboard writing, Lu Zhou turned around and looked at the conference table, as well as the participants sitting at the conference table, and spoke.
"The Z particle itself doesn't have enough energy to change the curvature of space, nor can it poke a hole in space … Or more technically, make a wormhole.
"However, it can cause disturbances to the gravitational field."
Lu Zhou looked at the directors sitting at the conference table and spoke in a serious tone.
"This is critical.
"Spacetime is distorted under the interference of gravity, and it is unevenly distributed around us. Changing the gravitational field is equivalent to indirectly changing the curvature of spacetime.
"Imagine if we want to travel at a speed of light years, how should we flatten the universe that is a few light years long? Through manpower? This is obviously impossible, but — "
Lu Zhou held the marker in his hand and gently tapped on the whiteboard.
"But we can use the gravitational force of stars, or in other words, use the gravitational bond between star systems, and use the gravitational distortion of spacetime between star systems! Then, find the path that is closest to the destination, and complete the light-year journey! "
"Of course, if it's just an experiment, we don't need to send the detector to Proxima Centauri, which is a few light years away. This experiment can also be completed in the solar system.
"For example, we can use the gravitational bond between planets to open a hyperspace channel between planets, which is our so-called shortcut."
After a pause, Lu Zhou continued.
"This is why we must send the experimental equipment to Mars."
"The gravitational force of the Earth is the threshold.
"The mass of the Moon is only one-eighty-one of the mass of the Earth. Although the distance is an advantage, according to the calculation results, it is difficult to form a stable hyperspace channel.
"In theory, Jupiter is a more suitable choice, but the distance is too far, and the asteroid belt in the middle is also a problem.
"Considering all aspects, Mars, which has a mass of 14% of the Earth, is the best choice.
"Are there any other questions?"
Professor Fernando hesitated for a while, shook his head, and sat back. Professor Whittle, who was sitting in a chair, gulped. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
It was just that this feeling of being taught a lesson made him unable to feel happy …
"It seems that no one has any objections."
Satisfied with the efficiency of the meeting, Lu Zhou turned a page of the meeting document in his hand, cleared his throat, and continued.
"Then next, we will discuss the structure of the Z particle clock.
"And how to do this experiment."
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