Looking at Heidi's indignation, Lucien chuckled. "What's there to be angry about? So many arcanists of the school of elements have the same opinion as me. Why would I waste my time writing a worthless paper? Such a speculation based on the result can only be used as a mathematical reference before it is confirmed by experiments. Which grand arcanist wrote a paper to refute it? "
Flipping through Arcana and Magic in his hands, Annick shook his head. "The five grand arcanists did not submit any paper. Mr. President and the Lord of Storm, on the other hand, discussed the application of the transformation equations in Douglas' system in different reference frames."
"Mr. President has a paper?" Since it was not reviewed by him, Lucien had never heard of it before. He took Arcana and began to read it.
Douglas had obviously paid attention to Oliver's paper last month, but he was not as concerned as the middle-rank and senior-rank arcanists, because the paper only proposed a possibility of explanation and the relevant transformation equations. No experiment results or phenomena could prove the possibility and explain the light speed experiment. On the other hand, Douglas was more interested in the transformation equations. The transformation equations in the past were already showing signs of incompatibility after Brook's electromagnetic system was established.
Reading Douglas' paper, Lucien nodded. It was the most ideal development. After Mr. President studied the core part of the paper deeply, with his arcana knowledge and understanding of the electromagnetic system, he would soon see something and have a preliminary idea. By then, he would not be unprepared to face the special theory of relativity.
Seeing that Lucien was reading the paper without saying anything, Heidi still pouted and said, "Master, I know that you are unwilling to lower yourself to discuss such a paper that is just speculation, just like the grand arcanists, but the arcanists of the school of electromagnetism, the school of Light-darkness, and the school of necromancy who support the wave theory don't think so. They think that you have been struck by the paper and realized your bias in the past. That's why you have retreated in silence without writing a rebuttal. It means that the wave theory has begun to recover its' territory 'in the past."
The 'territory' here referred to the problem of whether or not 'Ether' existed, or the medium of wave transmission in the real world.
The students were rather agitated by the supporters of the wave theory who slandered their teacher. It seemed even more unbearable than insulting themselves.
"What do they think about the photoelectric effect and the Brook scattering experiment?" Lucien had Arcana and Magic in his hands. It was obvious that the arcanists that they knew and came in contact with couldn't have published any articles on the two journals.
Ever since Lucien won the Silver Moon Medal with his light quantum hypothesis, those arcanists who still believed in the wave theory kept their distance from Lucien. Lucien could only keep up with the progress in this field through the journals.
Sprint snorted. "They tried to construct a more complicated wave model to explain the photoelectric effect and the scattering experiment, but it was all for discussion and had no practical value. They almost failed the arcana review."
"Then why are you angry? Besides, can particle theory explain classical experimental images? " Lucien smiled. He agreed with the attempt of the supporters of the wave theory, but without the guidance of the theory, they were destined to be futile.
Heidi was puzzled by her teacher's nonchalant attitude. "But aren't they slandering you?"
"It'll be a real slap in my face when they present the concrete experiment results." Lucien buried his head in the two journals. He found that after his light quantum hypothesis was proposed and Brook's experiment proved, the supporters of the particle theory in the Congress were on the rise. Many arcanists had changed their opinions and believed that light could be a strange particle.
However, since the classical experiment still could not be explained from the perspective of particles, the supporters of the traditional wave theory such as electromagnetism, Light-darkness, and Necromancy gradually stabilized after the initial shock. In this issue of Arcana and Magic, the senior-rank arcanists such as Joaquin, Pesor, Tina-Timos all agreed with Lucien's paper to some extent. However, they were also more cautious. They believed that experiments should be designed based on the theory, and they should not be too convinced before that. It was a good side effect caused by Lucien's consecutive disruptive papers.
Lucien knew from his experience on Earth that the War between Wave and Particle would last for a long time and involve the most fundamental mysteries of the world. Therefore, he was not surprised at all.
Heidi's attitude calmed her down. She asked curiously, "Sir, what paper did you finish this month? I saw that you were working on it. "
"A small paper on tensor analysis published in Nature. You can read it when you're free," answered Lucien without raising his head.
Annick, Katrina, and the other students all had bitter looks on their faces. Nature had been published for more than three years, and gradually, it earned the title of "the most difficult journal in history". Even the arcanists of Tower, who were good at mathematics, would often feel dizzy after reading it. They had no idea what the papers in the journal were about, especially the series of papers on the Evans Geometric Analysis Method that their teacher and Mr. Levski worked on together. For them, it was the best tool for hypnosis at night.
Seeing that they were silent, Lucien raised his head and looked at them with a faint smile on his face, "If you have a good foundation in mathematics, you'll be able to study arcana and magic easier in the future. Do you need my guidance in this area?"
"Haha, Sir, I just remembered that I still have an experiment to do. See you later. I'm going to find Alfalia." Heidi put on a big smile and walked out of the door.
Alfalia was assigned as her assistant.
Following Heidi's example, the other students all came up with excuses such as arcana experiments, magic analysis, and construction. In less than ten seconds, Annick was the only one left in the office.
Lucien looked at Annick in confusion, "You don't need to do any experiments? Or do you really want to strengthen your training in mathematics? "
Annick scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Sir, my arrangement is to read the journals …"
Lucien moved his eyes down, only to discover that Annick's two journals were in his hands.
After the iron golem sent his journal over from the Review Board, Lucien finally read and studied it carefully, only to discover that, because of the brilliance of Oliver's paper, most of the articles in this issue were about that. The few articles were about the achievements in other fields or the improvement of magic. Nobody paid any attention to the paper that Annick and Sprint proposed about the cyclotron's inconsistency with the theory.
That would not do. Thinking for a moment, Lucien took out the paper, picked up the quill, and wrote: "Some Thoughts on the Problems in the Practical Application of the Electromagnetic Cyclotron".
… …
Inside the Theater of Destruction, collapsed and obliterated illusionary stars were everywhere.
In the terrifying, dark, and apocalyptic view of the universe, a spot of light leaked out softly but firmly, as if it were the symbol of the last civilization.
It was not until they were closer that they realized that the light was actually a tall, artistic, light-colored magic tower. Every window was shining brightly.
Inside the library, Oliver, whose magic robe had turned into loose pajamas, was smoking a pipe and holding a quill with a haggard face. It took him a long time to write a word.
His eyes were filled with the common passion of an artist. He seemed to have ignited and expressed all the feelings in his heart and devoted himself to the creation of the long love poem.
Suddenly, the pleasant voice of the tower spirit echoed. "Master, Mr. President is here to visit."
Oliver frowned and put down the quill. A 'poet' or 'playwright' whose passion was interrupted was always irritable. He pushed the paper on which the love poem was written to another pile of papers on the desk rudely, sweeping out a blank space. Then, he took a deep breath and regained his calm on the surface. Finally, he rose and went to the gate of the magic tower to greet Douglas. In terms of seniority and prestige, Douglas deserved his respect.
Very soon, Oliver led Douglas back to the library. Rubbing his eyebrows, he said, "Mr. President, what's the matter? I'm not in a good mood recently, and there are some urgent things that need to be done. I won't leave Allyn for now. "
It was a tactful rejection of the possibility of being sent out, which was also the right of a grand arcanist.
Douglas chuckled. "You can stay in Allyn and study the Dark Dragon God. There's no need for you to go out. I want to discuss the application of transformation equations with you. Have you read my paper on 'Arcana' today?"
He also knew about Oliver's marriage. Naturally, he did not arrange any other tasks for him.
Oliver was more or less relieved. "Transformation equations? Then feel free to discuss them. I still have a lot of unresolved problems with Fernando. "
"You've discussed them with Fernando?" Douglas was slightly surprised.
Oliver was alarmed and hurried to say, "You know that Fernando is good at many fields and is a great subject for discussion. I talked with him before the paper was submitted."
Douglas nodded in agreement and sat down on the opposite side of the desk. "Then let's discuss the problem."
As if he felt that it was not easy to express it verbally, he picked up another quill on the desk and drew out a piece of paper, ready to write down the problem.
However, on the front side of the paper was a few lines of beautiful and affectionate poems. Douglas shook his head and said, somewhat apologetically, "I seem to have interrupted your creation."
As he spoke, he put the paper where the poems were written back and took out another stack of paper that was pressed by them. He thought that it was a blank paper with no content.
Oliver was still in a trance just now. He was about to say that it was fine because he already had an idea, and he could do it later when he was in the right mood. However, his eyes suddenly widened under his gold-rimmed glasses. He turned around like a wild wind and shouted, "That paper won't do!"
Douglas dodged Oliver's snatch out of instinct and looked at the paper in his hand, only to see a line of words in a familiar style on the top of the paper:
On the Electrodynamics of Moving Objects and the Mass-energy Equation.
Oliver's face immediately turned gloomy. The destruction in the cosmic theater outside seemed to be even more terrifying and dark.
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