In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 405 Nobel Prize Nomination
"Study with... Zhang Chulan."

Zhang Lingyu looked embarrassed.

He really couldn't learn that kind of energy of not shaking Bi Lian.

"I'm not asking you to learn his shamelessness. What I want you to learn is his cunning and his ability to handle things smoothly. Chu Lan has been alone since he was a child. He has been rolling in the cracks like a weed for more than ten years and has lived a good life. This kind of life experience is not something you can have in the mountains. You must first learn to enter the world before you can leave it. Otherwise, with your personality, even if you have your brothers to protect you, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Zhang Zhiwei took off his headphones and said to his white-haired apprentice.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. But it doesn't matter. I'll just take the loss. All I want is to be able to live a quiet life with you on Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Lingyu smiled.

"Just go when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense, kid?"

Zhang Zhiwei rolled his eyes, looked at the expression on his apprentice's face, and said impatiently.

In the capital, in a villa community with a very high security level.

Qingshui looked at the message sent by Zhang Zhiwei and turned off the phone.

Zhang Lingyu will be here in a few days and bring him the "Taishang Zhengyi Mengwei Jinglu".

From here on, one has already entered a more advanced realm of talisman technique, and can draw talismans of the highest grade.

In the world of extraordinary people today, the most powerful talisman master can only draw second-grade talismans, and he may only be able to draw a few of them in his entire life, or even only one or two. The number of third-grade talisman masters can be counted on one hand.

As for first-grade talisman masters, there are none in the current world of extraordinary people, but there are first-grade talismans.

These were left behind by great figures who had left a great reputation in history. Each of them can be regarded as a top figure of an era, such as the founder of Tianshi Mansion, the first generation Tianshi Zhang Daoling, the Three Mao Patriarchs of Maoshan, and Ye Fashan, the Taoist master of the Tang Dynasty.

Thanks to the Book of Altos obtained by the incarnation of the Marvel world, Qingshui was able to gain considerable promotion and inspiration in learning talismans through the knowledge of rune magic. The power of the sixth-grade talismans drawn by him is no less than that of some high-level talismans.

After finishing the matters at hand, Qingshui thought about it and confirmed that there was nothing else to do in the short term. When he was about to practice for a while, his cell phone rang again.

The identity of the caller was also quite unusual.

Ms. Tu is the first Chinese scientist to win the Nobel Prize in Natural Science.

The old lady is 84 years old this year and just won the award last year.

"Senior Tu."

"Professor Zhuo, you should be okay with the old woman calling you that, right?"

"It's okay, Senior Tu, you're too polite."

"You're only right to be polite. I only learned about your achievements after reading the news. My old friends and sisters all said that the medical school will have to build a golden statue for you in the future."

"You are too kind. What results the regenerative serum can achieve remains to be seen in the future, but artemisinin has saved hundreds of millions of lives directly or indirectly. If you want to build a golden statue first, then I have to build one for you now."

Qingshui exchanged a few pleasantries, but for a moment he didn't understand what the other party meant by calling him.

The two had no intersection in the past.

"Yang Zhenning also called me just now."

"Ok?"

Why is there still this matter about Yang Zhenning?
"He asked me if I had used up my nomination quota for the Nobel Prize this year, and I replied that there were three places, and there was still one left, which was fortunately.

He replied to me that fortunately he had not yet been nominated."

In principle, no modifications are allowed after a Nobel Prize nomination is submitted.

As Nobel Prize winners, Tu Youyou and Yang Zhenning have the lifetime qualification to nominate others and can nominate one to three candidates each year.

She did not mention Shimizu's name or anyone else's name, because it is actually not allowed to say the Nobel Prize nomination directly, but the meaning of her words was very clear.

She and Yang Zhenning want to vote for Qingshui.

"You two, are you planning to nominate me?"

"I have to nominate you. If you are not awarded the biology or medicine prize this time, then the two medals we have won will have no value."

Tu Youyou seemed to be jokingly expressing her inner thoughts.

If this year's Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine is not awarded to Shimizu, it will be a huge blow to the social credibility of the Nobel Prize.

When the regenerative serum, a result that changed the history of human medicine, came out, if the Nobel Prize Committee dared to ignore it because of ideological or other political factors, I am afraid that the whole of Stockholm would be drowned in the spit of the academic community.

This time they probably have to beg for clean water and accept the Nobel Prize.

All living Nobel Prize winners may now hope, like Tu and Yang, that Qingshui can win the Nobel Prize.

Otherwise it would mean that the award they received in the past has no value at all.

Because it is impossible to be fair and just.

Shimizu responded:
"You are so polite. If the award is given to me, I will accept it."

"Okay, if I don't give you the award, I will return the medal, certificate and bonus on the spot. You can continue with your work. I'm going to have dinner first, old lady."

The phone hung up and made a beeping sound.

Qingshui blinked and stretched.

He no longer cares so much about the Nobel Prize.

Because his achievements and his value have reached a point where they cannot be measured by the Nobel Prize or any other award.

Einstein won the Nobel Prize because of the photoelectric effect, not the theory of relativity, but this does not prevent people from believing that the theory of relativity is Einstein's greatest achievement and the greatest scientific achievement of the 20th century.

It was just that due to the limitations of the times, the Nobel Prize could not be awarded to Einstein as it was unable to verify the correctness of the theory of relativity while he was alive.

But regenerative serum is not the same as the theory of relativity.

This is a real way to help disabled people regrow limbs.

And it has been proven to have no obvious side effects.

This is unlikely to become a stain on the Nobel Prize like Muniz's lobotomy.

It is not a question whether or not he will be awarded the Nobel Prize.

Unless they want to destroy the reputation they have accumulated over hundreds of years.

Nominations for the Nobel Prize are accepted from January to September, announced in October, and awarded in December.

And now is the last month for nominations.

There is less than a month left.

Qingshui opened his laptop and looked at the production progress of the molecular processing equipment in the email sent by Meng Xuan, and suddenly smiled.

Calculating the time, I estimate that the Ark Reactor should be available within this month. The Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine has already been booked, so at this time, if I bring out the controlled nuclear fusion technology, and it is cold nuclear fusion, and the magic technology that can be miniaturized, how will the Nobel Prize Committee respond?

Would you like to give yourself another prize in physics?

……

……

The next day.

"Oh my god, this lab is really impressive."

Wang Ye was carrying a backpack and looked around at Qingshui's laboratory like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

"Master Wang, you came from the bathhouse next door, so you should have seen a high-standard laboratory before, right? When Liao Fan and I entered this laboratory together, he didn't look as shocked as you."

Yan Qiu, wearing a white coat, led Wang Ye into the laboratory and asked curiously.

She was one of the Mo Men disciples who had participated in the Luotian Grand Ceremony with Qingshui before. She is a doctor and lecturer at Jinling University. She used to work at Jinling University and now joins Qingshui's team.

Joining the Qingshui team with him was Liao Fan, who also participated in the Luotian Dajiao.

This outstanding junior of Mo Men, who had made it to the top 16, also graduated from Xiyu University. He was previously an assistant researcher in a laboratory there and has now jumped here.

With Qingshui's guidance in working on projects, I estimate that I will be able to be promoted to the title of associate senior professional within one or two years.

As for Yan Qiu, she also did some work during the research and development of the regenerative serum. With this resume and the fact that the papers she published almost met the requirements, the title of associate senior professional is a foregone conclusion.

The boss of this laboratory, Shimizu himself, has already been promoted from associate senior to senior, and has been named an outstanding young scientist - the title of academician can only be obtained after the list of newly elected academicians is announced.

It is worth mentioning that Lao Meng is expected to be selected as one of the academicians in this batch stably.

"Well, Sister Yan, I study mathematics. We who study mathematics are all poor. What kind of great laboratory can we have? At most, we have a broken computer, two abacuses, compasses and rulers, and the rest are pens and paper. How great can it be?

The wall here alone is enough to support the consumables of the teaching laboratory I used to study for ten years when I was an undergraduate."

Wang Ye spread his hands and said.

(As shown in the picture, Wang was admitted to Tsinghua University School of Science after Wang Weiguo designated his major.

The following is a screenshot from Tsinghua University’s official website. The majors of the School of Science are as follows.

Considering that Wang is also a sorcerer and has a high talent for strange magic, it means that he is probably good at mathematics, so the author speculates that Taoist Wang is likely to have studied mathematics.

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"You study mathematics, so you should work with Liao Fan and others in the future, using mathematical tools to improve algorithms. They are short of people for data processing of topological models."

Yan Qiu thought about it and spoke.

Wang Ye: "Topology? I just barely passed this course. If I can't do well, you guys have to help me."

"Which of your courses didn't just pass? This is the transcript from your Academic Affairs Office. Every subject was scored precisely within 60 points. You're really good."

Qingshui walked out from the corner of the corridor with his hands in his pockets.

He just happened to hear these words.

Behind Qingshui, there was a tall girl wearing glasses who looked like a top student. She was holding a stack of documents in her hand, and the top one happened to be Wang Ye's transcript.

Wang also felt that this old girl looked a little familiar.

He remembered.

After he defeated Zhuge Qing, he was chased and beaten by a group of women, who were shouting things like "Ah Qing is the Tao, A Qing is reason."

"You are... the girl from Mount Longhu last time? Zhi Jinhua?"

"That's right, Master Wang, you can just call me Hua'er or Ah Hua, that's what my friends call me."

Zhi Jinhua nodded at Wang Ye.

She is known for her high IQ and can be called a humanoid computer. She had just graduated from graduate school and passed the doctoral examination. She was thinking of sending her resume to Qingshui to try her luck, and she passed the exam successfully and came to Qingshui to study for a doctorate.

"Okay, you don't need to call me Taoist priest. I have returned to secular life. Just call me Wang."

Wang Ye responded with a smile.

"Okay, since we all know each other, we don't have to introduce each other. Yan Qiu, take Ah Hua to get this issue's analysis data, sort it out and send it to my email. Wang Ye, come with me to the office."

Qingshui waved at Wang Ye, signaling him to follow.

One minute later.

"Here are some tea leaves. The water has just been boiled. You can make some yourself."

Qingshui sat down on the office chair, turned on the computer and said to Wang Ye.

"Hey! Do you still have Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain?"

"Well, someone gave it to my master as a gift, so I took two packs back. They taste pretty good."

"Then your master must be very sad. These are materials from the six mother trees in Jiulongke. My father spent six million at an auction a few years ago to buy a little bit of them. This thing has been discontinued now, and the mother trees are banned from being picked. The price is estimated to be more expensive than it was then."

Qingshui opened the document and looked at Wang Ye.

"Your father invested a lot of money in me, and I accepted it. It's not because I'm short of money. I really am not short of money now. In terms of wealth, I actually have more than your father. In terms of the resources and talents that can be mobilized, I also have more than your father.

Ten billion is not a lot. There are many people who want to invest, but only a few can actually invest. "

Wang Ye's hand holding the teaspoon was suspended in mid-air.

He was very smart and understood Qingshui's meaning immediately.

"You mean... this big Buddha of yours is coming for me?
My father's actions only gave you an excuse, a reasonable opportunity to send me here. What you really care about is me as a person. Like everyone else, you value the Fenghou Qimen in me."

“No, no, no, you’re only half right. Maybe a little more than half, but not completely right.”

Qingshui's index finger taps the solid wood tabletop.
“I am indeed curious about Fenghou Qimen, but I also know how difficult it is to get started with Qimen Dunjia and how dangerous it is, so I won’t force the more dangerous Fenghou Qimen on you.

If you force it..."

Qingshui shook his finger, and then, as if sensing something, he turned his head towards a certain direction outside the window.

On a tree opposite the downstairs, there was a bird standing with its head facing them. It tilted its head and preened its feathers.

Qingshui turned around and continued to talk to Wang Ye:
"You warlocks should have some kind of eavesdropping technique, right? Sense the vibrations of the air and actively collect sounds within a certain distance and transmit them to your ears. Which spell is that?"

"There is such a spell, it's the Xun character Ting Feng Yin. Do you suspect that someone is eavesdropping on our conversation nearby? If they want to eavesdrop on our conversation here, then the location of the central palace should be limited to..."

Wang also stretched out his hand and wanted to activate Fenghou Qimen on the spot to capture it back.

(End of this chapter)