Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The sky above imcrc is covered with an invisible dark cloud.

Almost everyone's mood has been affected by this matter.

At the same time, some believers from all over the world who believe in the spirit of the universe pretend to be tourists, began to organize in Shanghai, and came to protest in front of the headquarters of imcrc.

Because of the sudden incident, when the situation was detected to be wrong, the crowd had blocked the nearby streets.

Standing at the door of imcrc, these tourists from all over the world played a series of slogans filled with "protests", "stop experiments", "murderers", and a variety of portraits full of performance art to protest against imcrc. experiment.

Such group events naturally escape the eyes of the major media reporters.

Taking advantage of the police force has not yet completed the assembly, a bbc reporter mixed the microphone into the crowd, pulled a protester nearly 60 years old, and visited the road.

"Hello, what are you protesting?"

The beard was almost erected, and the old man said angrily. "Isn't this obvious enough? imcrc must be right now! Stop! Their crazy move! Permanently shut down their experimental facilities on the moon!"

Smell the taste of the big news, the bbc reporter immediately extended the microphone under his nose.

"Crazy? What crazy?"

The old man's face rose red because of anger, and he said loudly in excitement.

"The collider! Damn, aren't they doing enough in Europe? Don't think I haven't read the news. They used the collider to make a small black hole in the underground of France and Switzerland! Now they make A bigger one will even move it to the sky... finally! They create a more terrible trouble than a black hole!"

"More terrible trouble?" The bbc reporter opened his mouth and quickly became serious. "Do you mean more trouble than black holes?"

"Yes, they released the material that does not belong to this world from the virtual world, and that is the territory of the spirit of the universe! Originally our civilization was in the corner of the Milky Way, like an ant, no one noticed us. Exist. But now, they stretched the dirty hands little by little to the land of my Lord, trying to disturb my Lord's sleep with their ridiculous experiments!"

"This is a disrespect to the spirit of the universe! This is the sorrow of great consciousness!"

BBC reporter: "Excuse me... What is the spirit of the universe?"

The old man said with anger: "I can't explain it to you. You should know for yourself the inspiration of the great pioneer, Professor Garrett Miro, with life!"

"And now, we are going to stop these thugs!"

......

Obviously, the protester did not realize who was the real rude person.

Almost at the same time that the old man was interviewed.

The press conference of imcrc just ended, and a group of people came out from the back door of the venue.

Holding a microphone in her hand, a lady with blond hair, quickly followed the professor Welzek, and asked without hesitation.

"Hello, Professor Vilzek, as a Nobel laureate, how do you think about the people outside of the self-proclaimed spiritual believers, protest against the imcrc physics experiment?"

Impatiently asked, Verzek finally stopped, looked at the reporter with anger, and the man with the camera behind her.

"How do you think? What can you think of standing up?"

“Before in Switzerland, before every experiment started, we had to tirelessly clean up the **** under the track, and then our engineers could always grab some idiots from the inside that exposed themselves to the strong radiation environment. Thankfully, the Chinese people will have repaired the moon and it has saved us a lot of trouble!"

"At least, we don't have to risk the risk of suffocation at any time, and a bunch of idiots play hide-and-seek in the tunnel of the collider!"

The blonde female reporter frowned and said in a bad tone. "Sorry, can I think... are you saying that the protesters are acting very stupid?"

“Is there another possibility?” Professor Verzek spread his hand and laughed with anger. “Why is there no one in the protesting team? I am not kidding, I am very serious. It is recommended that the group of idiots should find a quiet place to accept the primary education."

After driving away the reporter who was chasing his own fart. The stocker returned to his office with an angry anger and fell the door.

But at this time, he suddenly found himself standing in his office in addition to himself.

“Professor Lu?” The eyebrows were lifted down and looked at Lu Zhou standing by the window. Verzek asked. “When did you come, don’t say hello to me in advance.”

"About ten minutes ago," the line of sight retracted from the crowd. Lu Zhou followed the louvers at the window and looked at Professor Verzek standing at the door. "Your assistant told me that you will come back soon." So I asked me to wait here. How? Are the reporters harassing you at the press conference?"

"Difficult? Haha, it is not difficult, it is torture, I really suggest that you should go to the scene for a while, to hear what stupid questions they asked!"

Throwing the hat on the hanger, Verzek was a fart. The stock sat on the sofa and cursed angrily. "Do they really understand the papers of Gareth Miro? What are you asking for, pause the experiment? If Garrett Miro is still alive, he will be discouraged by their stupidity."

Lu Zhou: "That's not necessarily, maybe this is what he expected."

Verzek squinted slightly and his brow wrinkled.

"...What do you mean."

Lu Zhou: "I have read his thesis and blog, and I have finished reading it from beginning to end."

Professor Verzek did not dare to talk: "You actually read that kind of thing."

Lu Zhou: "I don't think it would be rude to draw conclusions without understanding."

"That also depends on the value of it is not worth it," said Lu Zhouke's expression that he could not agree. Verzek picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of black tea, and took a sip of it. After that, continue to say.

"Say, how is your research prepared?"

Lu Zhou: "It has already been done."

The tea that had just been drunk was almost squirted out. Professor Wilzek ​​put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Lu Zhou with his eyes wide open.

"Get it? It's already done... I mean, you have figured out, where is the quality of the expansion coming from?"

"Okay."

Looking at the shocked and incoherent Professor Welzek, Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Since I have had time to stand here and you brag, isn't it enough to prove this?"

Verzek was just about to ask, where the more inflated quality came from, and he saw that Lu Zhou, standing by the window, suddenly turned his eyes to the side.

"Can you take those people out?"

This question, shocked Verzerk.

It is not because of the sentence itself, but that he has only discovered until now that in this office, in addition to Lu Zhou and him, there is still a person standing still.

I don't know if his old eyes are dim or what, he doesn't feel a little bit!

"Probably wait another two minutes, the reinforcements will arrive," Wang Peng looked at the table below. "Of course, if you want, we can now drive away the crowd at the door."

Lu Zhou nodded and said: "Since the reinforcements are already on the road, then wait for them to come and talk about it, right... those people in the crowd, the most fierce and few leaders to remember to stay."

Wang Peng: "No problem, what are you going to do?"

“I don’t plan to do anything,” Lu Zhou said with a smile. “Just want to invite them and listen to a lecture on physics.”