A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 282 If Professor Chen were here

"Nonsense!"

In the conference room of a courtyard house in Huaxia,

Lin Zhengtian roared and slammed his right fist hard on the desk, creating a dull thud in the conference room.

An eerie silence fell over the meeting room.

After a long while, Old Zhao coughed and said, "Old Lin, don't get excited. I know Chen Hui well. He won't do anything reckless. He must have his own considerations for making this suggestion."

"Considerations?"

Lin Zhengtian glared at Old Zhao and said bluntly, "What does this matter require his consideration?"

"He just needs to cooperate with us and return to China. What else do he need to consider?"

"Is this something he should even consider?"

"They even dared to threaten us, that's outrageous!"

"It's one thing for him to treat his own life and death like a game, but he's also wasting the lives of our comrades!"

Lin Zhengtian became increasingly angry as he spoke.

Old Zhao was speechless after being rebuked, and he smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

"Reply to Lin Xiaotang and tell her to tell Chen Hui that he either follows our arrangements or he can stay in Princeton for the rest of his life."

Lin Zhengtian was also truly enraged.

He understood Chen Hui's importance to China, but he couldn't risk his comrades' lives for Chen Hui's sake, ignoring the best evacuation route devised by China's top experts based on America's various plans, and instead trust the words of an outsider.

He can't do that.

"Old Lin, take a look at the route he gave first, let the experts study it again before giving an answer, don't act rashly."

Master Qian, being mature and prudent, did not let preconceived notions influence his judgment. At the same time, Chen Hui's reliable performance over the years made him decide to give Chen Hui a chance to prove himself.

Otherwise, if they had to verify every suggestion from just anyone, they wouldn't have that much time and resources.

Although Lin Zhengtian was still unwilling, what he hated most was people interfering in his area of ​​expertise, especially laymen instructing experts.

As the saying goes, when a general is away from the army, he is not subject to military orders.

Moreover, Chen Hui was just a math professor, so he was even less likely to listen.

However, since we are not currently outside, we should still listen to what Master Qian says.

So he reluctantly opened the evacuation route submitted by Chen Hui.

"Princeton → New Jersey Route 206 → Pennsylvania Interstate 78 → Ohio Route 678 → West Virginia Route 60..."

The tablet in front of Lin Zhengtian displayed a map of America's entire territory, with a green route already visible on it.

Chen Hui only provided a few key points, but the intelligence department had already drawn up an evacuation route, which was clear at a glance.

With just one glance, Lin Zhengtian let out a soft exclamation.

Although this evacuation route was different from the three routes they had designed, upon closer inspection, it was not without reason. Given that Chen Hui was unaware of America's personnel deployment, it was indeed an excellent route design.

Especially given that Chen Hui knew the seventh-generation fighter jet had already been deployed, converting the rescued seventh-generation fighter jet into a seaplane and using the Ohio River as a runway was indeed a brilliant idea.

It is foreseeable that, given the performance of the seventh-generation fighter jet, once Chen Hui takes off successfully, America will have no means to stop them.

Even the section of the river from Cincinnati to Louisville that Chen Hui chose was originally one of their alternatives. This section of the river is over 1 kilometer wide, with a gentle current and flat terrain on both banks, making it an excellent water running track.

Furthermore, the land route chosen earlier was also well-chosen, traversing the eastern foothills of the Appalachian Mountains and utilizing the complex road network in the mountains to evade pursuit. Combined with the nighttime time Chen Hui selected, this would minimize the probability of radar detection.

Without detailed intelligence, Chen Hui had indeed done his best.

He admitted that the little guy did have some talent in this area.

But since it was an unorthodox approach, unlike theirs which had comprehensive intelligence, advanced equipment, and ideological guidance, he still didn't think Chen Hui's route was better than their proposed plan.

"It does have some merits."

After careful analysis, Lin Zhengtian looked up at Master Qian and said, "But I still think he should follow the route we designed. I will not risk the lives of my comrades, even if they are already prepared to sacrifice themselves."

"I'm making this clear: if you don't follow our planned route, we won't cooperate with this operation."

He is using Chen Hui's methods to fight against Chen Hui.

It was precisely because these comrades who participated in the operation were prepared to sacrifice themselves that he was even more unwilling to sacrifice them. These people were the backbone of China. They could sacrifice themselves, but not in vain. He could not pay the price for the wrong command of an outsider.

"Old Lin, you've crossed the line."

Sect Leader Qian's expression turned solemn. "This is a one-time exception."

Lin Zhengtian lowered his head, but did not back down. They were indeed duty-bound to obey orders, but he would not accept such an unreasonable order.

At this moment, Old Li, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, "Old Lin, I believe you are an expert in this area."

"Hey Lao Li, what's it to you?"

Are you a rescue master or a decision-making expert?

"If it's none of your business, then shut your mouth."

Old Zhao was also biased, judging people by their words rather than the issue at hand. Whenever Old Li opened his mouth, he would criticize him.

Old Li looked at Old Zhao, feeling as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. "Can you shut up and let me finish what I have to say?"

Ignoring Zhao Lao's reaction, he turned to Lin Zhengtian and said, "Based on our understanding of Professor Chen, he is not a person who acts arbitrarily. Perhaps he has other intentions in designing this route. I suggest you contact Professor Chen again and exchange information. Perhaps you can design a better evacuation route."

"Uh..." Zhao Lao, who was originally about to argue with Lao Li, opened his mouth but ultimately chose to keep quiet.

Lin Zhengtian looked at Lao Li as if he were an alien, "Hey Lao Li, why are you starting to take his side too?"

"I'm not speaking up for him; I'm speaking up for what's beneficial to China."

Old Li shook his head and continued to do things his own way.

Master Qian nodded, "Old Li is right. Let's wait and see. You should contact Professor Chen as soon as possible."

"We don't have much time left."

When Lin Xiaotang relayed the intelligence, she also sent back Chen Hui's accompanying message, and the time Chen Hui gave was half a month later.

While it may seem like enough time, half a month is not so much when it comes to deploying enough manpower on a completely new route.

“Okay, I’ll go back right away and, based on our intelligence and analysis, revise the version along Professor Chen’s route and send it to him.”

Lin Zhengtian knew that time was of the essence, so he didn't get upset and hurriedly left the meeting room with his tablet.

...“Change the route?”

At Princeton, by Carnegie Lake, Chen Hui was also furious. He hadn't expected this to be the result he got after waiting all day.

"I don't want the route changed. Just follow my instructions and get the manpower deployed quickly. We don't have much time!"

"Take a look at the route transmitted from home first before you speak."

Lin Xiaotang didn't care whether Chen Hui wanted to listen or not, and started reciting place names.

"The route doesn't need to be changed."

"Do as I say. I have my reasons. Please trust me."

Chen Hui had a headache. The route he designed was indeed the result of thorough consideration, the best route after weather forecasting and supercomputing simulation. But he really didn't know how to explain it to his family, especially with limited communication, it would be even more difficult to explain.

Most importantly, he was worried about the information being leaked.

"Just tell them that I can use the power of heaven and earth to escape."

Now that they can no longer afford to drag things out, Chen Hui had to subtly mention that he believed that, apart from native Chinese, Westerners would need some effort to understand this statement.

Even if they find out, they won't know the details. Although there is a great risk, it is still within Chen Hui's acceptable range.

Even if they guessed the meaning of those words, they wouldn't believe Chen Hui's statement. After all, the idea of ​​borrowing the power of heaven and earth was too mystical. Not only would the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. not believe it, but he felt that even the people back in his hometown in China might not believe it.

"Believe me!"

Chen Hui stared into Lin Xiaotang's eyes and repeated the sentence once more.

Lin Xiaotang was helpless.

This time, she truly understood the meaning of Chen Hui's words.

But she didn't understand. She didn't believe that America's people could have infiltrated this operation. She thought Chen Hui was being too cautious.

At this point, it's really hard for the riddle teller to understand; they should explain the cause and effect clearly.

But she still decided to convey this message for Chen Hui. Although she didn't understand Chen Hui's behavior rationally, she subconsciously wanted to believe him emotionally.

……

Snapped!
In a courtyard house meeting room in Beijing,

Lin Zhengtian almost smashed the conference table to pieces with his punch. Fortunately, the conference table was made of mahogany and was quite heavy. After taking his powerful punch, it did not even shake violently, but only made a low thud.

"This is simply pushing their luck!"

Lin Zhengtian was beyond furious.

He had already made concessions and modified the route given by Chen Hui, which could be said to have given that kid a lot of face. He never expected that kid to be so arrogant.

"In that case, let's not proceed with this rescue operation."

Lin Zhengtian waved his hand, ready to give up.

"Borrowing the power of heaven and earth?"

However, Master Qian ignored the angry Lin Zhengtian and instead pondered the message Chen Hui had sent back.

Old Li, standing to the side, looked thoughtful, also pondering the message Chen Hui had sent back.

Based on the weather forecasting model that Chen Hui had spent a lot of time researching these past few days, Master Qian could roughly guess what Chen Hui was up to.

But he still didn't understand how Chen Hui intended to borrow the money.

Even if certain weather phenomena can be predicted, how can they be used to aid in evacuation?

He was puzzled.

But after receiving those words, he had already made his decision.

Since Chen Hui said that, he must be absolutely certain.

"Old Lin, stop acting like a child."

Master Qian said seriously, "Follow the route Professor Chen gave us and make arrangements immediately."

"Based on this, prepare backup routes. If any unexpected events occur, you must have sufficient contingency plans. No matter what, you must bring him back to me safely. That's an order!"

Lin Zhengtian, who was about to grumble a bit more, shut his mouth, gritted his teeth, and nodded, "Understood!"

"Don't get emotional. The message Professor Chen sent back this time is very important."

Master Qian looked at Lin Zhengtian, but didn't say anything.

Lin Zhengtian calmed down, pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Then let's hope he succeeds!"

……

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Princeton, now in summer, was shrouded in continuous rain. It had been drizzling for half a month, the sky was always overcast, and the ground was always wet. The scene of professors debating on the lawn was no longer visible. Even the tea room seemed to have become much more gloomy because of the overcast sky.

Deline stepped to the small blackboard. “Everyone, yesterday when I was calculating the conjecture on the stability of the modulus space of quantum birational varieties, I encountered a monster.”

He pushed up his glasses, picked up a marker, and wrote lines of formulas on the whiteboard. “Suppose we consider the A-model topological string theory of Calabi-Yau 3D clusters, its partition function should satisfy a certain modal transformation law, but when I use mirror symmetry to transform the A-model into the B-model, the singular structure of the partition function suddenly becomes unclean.”

Marianne Lorenzo stared at the whiteboard, frowned, and said, "You used Kontsevich's homology mirror symmetry, but is the order of the obstacle homology group correct here?"

Fefferman was also seriously considering this question: "Do you remember when Witten used the Seiberg-Witten theory to explain the topology of four-dimensional manifolds twenty years ago?"

He looked at everyone and said, “We were also stuck on anomaly cancellation for three months until someone realized that we needed to introduce virtual particles with fractional charge.”

He turned to Delineer and said, “Your problem may not lie in mathematics itself. The ultraviolet completeness assumption of quantum field theory may not apply to the modulus space of such non-compact birational varieties.”

Edward Witten smiled broadly, enjoying hearing others recount his past achievements, and said, "Or perhaps the problem lies in the definition of stability? You're using the stability of geometric invariant theory, but quantum-level stability might require weaker conditions, such as K-stability or some kind of quantum stability, which is currently just a conjecture."

“So…” Deligne stroked his chin, “the problem might lie at the intersection of three places: the mathematical definition of stability, the assumptions of quantum field theory in physics, and the choice of coordinate system in the geometric description?”

“What’s worse,” Fefferman said slowly, “these three problems may be interconnected; if you change any one of them, it will affect the other two.”

The rain pattered softly outside the window, and the tea break room was silent as everyone pondered the question, but ultimately came to nothing.

"If Professor Chen were here, that would be wonderful."

Someone sighed.

Everyone in the tea break room immediately shared the same feeling.

If Chen Hui were here, he would surely have a way to solve this problem...

(End of this chapter)