Annihilation of the solar system

Although the midwinter season has passed, the night wind still carries a bit of biting coldness. Zhou Cheng frowned, with anger in his eyes. He held a blackboard brush in his hand and wiped it hard on the blackboard in the garage. He wiped

The movement of the blackboard was very large, and white powder was thrown up between the blackboard and the brush. It looked as if it was expelling energy from the densely packed operators on the blackboard.

He hastily finished brushing a blackboard, with mottled characters still scattered on it. He walked to another blackboard. When he raised his hand to start wiping, the brush stopped on the blackboard.

Next to the pentagon pattern that stayed on for four years.

In the past four years, most of Zhou Cheng's energy has been focused on deriving various known and unknown phenomena based on this mathematical model. However, he has made little progress. In addition to being in good agreement with the known wormhole model, almost no other aspects have been achieved.

None of them are consistent with the known laws of the universe.

He even deduced that the universe is a space with thousands of dimensions based on the pentagonal mathematical model, which is simply ridiculous. He began to doubt the correctness of the model itself, because except for the pentagonal model, all Liu Chaowen's previous

Theories can almost perfectly explain the phenomena and laws of the universe under the known scientific system.

But the fact he couldn't avoid was that this mathematical model almost accurately explained the wormhole model. Moreover, the inestimable super particle accelerator on the moon was built based on this mathematical model. In his opinion, this was just like Mingming's hand.

He is holding a master key, but it can only open a small lock.

The blackboard brush in Zhou Cheng's hand stayed for a long time on the pentagon that looked messy due to repeated filling, and was finally wiped away by him. He let out a long sigh, turned around and wiped the blackboard brush casually.

It was thrown onto the desk. Whether intentionally or not, the blackboard brush landed on a book of materials. The powder on the brush splashed all over the cover of the book.

Zhou Cheng walked over quickly, reaching out to pick up the blackboard brush. Halfway through, his hand still stopped in the air. After pausing for a moment, he finally reached for the cigarette case next to him. He took out a cigarette lighter.

and walked to the door of the garage. The cool wind that still carried the chill made him wrap his coat tightly. Looking at the waning moon in the dark night sky, he slowly exhaled smoke.

Shen Manling walked to the table, moved the blackboard brush, picked up the material, gently shook off the chalk dust and said:

"Lao Zhou, the EDA Scientific Committee did not approve your trial application. There may be other reasons. Don't embarrass yourself too much. Maybe you can improve the plan and submit it again after a while and it will be approved."

Zhou Cheng stared at the moon with only a trace of crooked teeth left, smoking a cigarette. At this time, the black moon could see a string of gem-like light strips in the northern part of the moon sea, which was the bright light emitted by the Moon City of Guanghan Palace. But

What Zhou Cheng focused on was not the lunar city, but the central crater in the middle of the moon, which was still dark at this moment.

"If in the plan, the experiment I designed is verified by the lunar high-energy particle accelerator, the secret behind that damn pentagon and the strange weather at the Shuchuan High-Energy Particle Research Center may be revealed," Zhou Cheng said angrily.

said.

Shen Manling put the plan that had shaken off the chalk dust back on the table:

"The Lunar High-Energy Particle Accelerator has just been built and is gradually increasing the experimental energy level. Perhaps many experiments are lined up. After all, the energy density produced by this machine is already close to the creation energy level."

Zhou Cheng slowly shook his head:

"I learned about it through a friend on the evaluation team of the EDA Scientific Committee. After I pressed for a long time, he told me hesitantly that the experimental plan had already passed the review but was rejected by the High Energy Particle Research Center."

Shen Manling was shocked:

"You mean...the person who denied your experimental plan...is...Chaowen?"

Zhou Cheng stared at the waning moon without saying a word, just smoking deeply.

Shen Manling walked to Zhou Cheng and said:

"Why don't you just go find Chaowen? After all, you are a master and a disciple."

Zhou Cheng put out the cigarette butt with a bit of self-deprecation in his tone:

"The so-called master-disciple relationship between me and him probably no longer exists. Since he rejected my experimental plan, it will be useless for me to go to him again."

Shen Manling said again:

"You are famous all over the world in the theoretical physics community, and you have many students and colleagues. Is there no other way?"

Zhou Cheng turned around and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, sighing:

"There is no need to say anything about Liu Chaowen's current status in the physics world. No one will object if you say he is a god. I am just an old stubborn in their eyes. Now Liu Chaowen alone controls all the scientific research equipment, what can I do? .”

Shen Manling gently held Zhou Cheng's arm and looked at the black moon in the sky with him. The couple stayed like this for a long time, and suddenly Shen Manling said:

"Liu Chaowen is preventing you from verifying your prediction. Doesn't this just mean that your prediction is correct?"

Zhou Cheng looked deeply at his wife, a hint of surprise appeared on his face and then gradually faded away, his voice was very deep:

"What's the use? No one will believe me. I'm like holding an old safe full of gems, but someone confiscated the key to open the box.

What's more, I myself am doubting the meaning of what I am doing now. Soon, apart from the sun and the moon, the brightest things in the sky will be the broken ice belt and the spore swarm. They will arrive on the earth in three years On the surface, what use will my pile of formulas have then?"

A rare look of anger appeared on Shen Manling's face. She let go of Zhou Cheng's hand and said decisively:

"Old Zhou, we are all engaged in scientific work. Science is decisive to human progress and survival at all times. Our work is like sprinkling dust into a room with candles lit little by little. No one knows Any time the dust is spilled, the density of the dust will reach a critical level, causing a violent explosion.

But what I know is that if we stop what we are doing, then the explosion will never happen. The real doomsday has not yet come. We still have three years, maybe longer. How can we say so lightly at this time? What about giving up?”

Shen Manling's inspiring words made Zhou Cheng feel ashamed, but his spirit was still very low:

"Manling, I'm sorry. I understand what you mean, but...but, you know, my work is difficult to reach the extreme in a certain field in a short period of time, thereby converting it into productivity. The building of theoretical physics is like Just like a pyramid, the higher you want to build it, the wider the base you need to accumulate, and this takes time."

"Old Zhou, do you know how long it took to send a message from the east coast of the United States to the west coast in 1836?" Shen Manling's voice returned to its former gentleness.

Zhou Cheng didn't know what his wife wanted to say, so he answered casually.

"A month? Two months? Or more?"

"The very next year, 1837, a man named Morse invented the telegraph. It took almost no time for the United States to transmit information between the east and west coasts. In that era when people didn't know that the speed of light was the fastest speed in the universe, humans directly Mastered the fastest way of transmitting information in the universe.

You must know that trains had just appeared at that time, and mankind had not even entered the steam age. History tells us that human technological progress may sometimes explode in leaps and bounds. But the premise of all this is that you have to do it!"

Zhou Cheng suddenly realized, he held his wife's hands deeply and looked at his wife's eyes filled with tears and fire.

"Thank you, Man Ling."

At this time, a hazy bright spot appeared in the center of the black moon in the lonely night sky.

"The high-energy particle accelerator in the central crater has begun experiments. When it is operated at high power, it will be as dazzling as a diamond in the sun." Zhou Cheng sighed, the previous decadence no longer in his words.

Then, he turned around and picked up the experimental plan that had been cleaned up by his wife, and drew a new pentagon on the blackboard.