Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Lunar Scientific Research Base.

Division of Physics Research.

Sitting in the control room of the Lunar Hadron Collider, in order to pass the boring time before the experiment, Dr. Torick sitting in front of the console spoke to Yan Xinjue who was sitting next to him.

"You Chinese are more stubborn than I thought."

Looking at the scholar from the United States, Yan Xinjue asked.

"Why do you say that?"

Toric said with a natural tone: "Almost half of the physics community thinks that the characteristic peak of 750Gev is just a joke between God and us, but your professor Lu still believes that there must be something there ... even if CERN has done enough Experiments proved that it was indeed an unusual quantum fluctuation. "

"I'm afraid I have to correct your words."

"What word?"

"It would be more accurate to change stubbornness to the attachment to the truth. Of all the people I know, he is probably the one who puts this value to the extreme," Yan Xinjue continued with a smile, "Moreover, even half The physics community is not optimistic about this subject, and still half of the physics community agrees with his guess, right? "

Although he has reservations about the second half of the sentence, Dr. Toric is clearly more surprised by what he said in the first half.

"Wait, you mean ... you know him?"

"Of course, we are also considered alumni."

Yan Xinjue was embarrassed to say that he was a brother. At first, his achievement was too far away. So to say that there is a suspicion of climbing a relationship. Second, he didn't want to leave it to others. He was entrusted with such a heavy responsibility because of the landing boat Impressions ... even if this is likely to be true.

However, his concerns seemed superfluous.

The point of Dr. Toric's attention did not seem to be in those things he thought of, but in other aspects, just to listen to him immediately continue to say with interest.

"Can you tell me about him? Ever since I saw Professor Hardy's memoirs, I have been very interested in his story. Unfortunately, that memoir is only part of Princeton."

Yan Xinjue was confused: "Memoirs? What memoirs?"

"Written by a student Lu Zhou taught at Princeton, this author is now a professor of mathematics at the University of St. Paul and a little-known mathematician."

Looking at this Dr. Torick who suddenly became interested, Yan Xinjue raised his arm with a headache and looked at the time, stopping his chatter.

"This topic will be discussed in an hour ..."

"The experiment has 15 minutes to go."

...

To be precise, it is 14 minutes and 21 seconds.

At this moment, the headquarters of IMCRC in Shanghai.

Standing in front of a huge landing screen, everyone in the ground synchronization command center was waiting nervously and busy for this moment to arrive.

Some people ridiculed that the cost of each experiment of the IMCRC is like a test firing of an ICBM. Although this metaphorical method is somewhat unsettled, it is almost exactly this figure when converted.

Entering the control room, Frank Werzek took a freshly printed paper and walked straight to the side of Lu Zhou, lowering his voice and asking.

"Collision energy 1250TeV? Aren't you looking for a characteristic peak of 750Gev? Why set the energy parameter so high?"

With his hands behind his back, looking at the busy control room not far away, Lu Zhou smiled and said, "To be precise, 1250Tev, 1260Tev, and 1300Tev."

Frank Werzek: "..."

Yes.

Being rich is willful.

The energy span of these three sets of experiments has covered the maximum proton collision energy of the CERN collider with less than 30 Tev.

Thinking of this, Frank Werzek's heart couldn't help but sigh softly.

"This is probably the most expensive firework in human history."

"That is inevitable," Lu Zhou smiled, narrowed his eyes, and continued. "After all, it illuminates the future of us all."

The experiment is almost ready.

Coming from the front of the control room, Luo Wenxuan took a deep breath and looked at Lu Zhou seriously.

"... the units are ready to start experiments at any time."

Lu Zhou nodded and glanced at the time on his watch.

1 minute and 30 seconds left before the appointed time.

Almost ready to start.

Putting his arms down, he ordered.

"Let's move our machine."

"Charging the superconducting magnet!"

Luo Wenxuan nodded, suppressing the excitement in his voice, and said cleanly.

"Yes!"

...

The signal ready for the experiment crossed a distance of 360,000 kilometers and was received by the lunar scientific research base.

Huge amounts of energy, such as turbulent floods, emerge from energy storage facilities and gather along superconducting rings, brewing a terrifying magnetic field.

Under the shroud of this huge magnetic field, even the cosmic rays that wantonly shuttled around were distorted.

When the time reached the hour, Dr. Yan Xinjue, who was waiting in the control room of the Moon Scientific Research Base, immediately pressed the button in his hand.

As if the trigger of a rifle was pulled down, two invisible protons suddenly shot from the firing gun, and under the twist of the magnetic field, they struck in a X-shaped stagger at a point.

No brilliant sparks.

But at that moment's confluence, the radiance shown on the detector's energy spectrum was so dazzling.

Under the impact of 1250 Tev energy, the two protons are like broken watermelons, and they are torn apart in a microscopic world invisible to the naked eye and broken into elementary particles smaller than atoms.

The reflection of excitement in his pupils, Lu Zhou stared intently at the image presented on the energy spectrum, and refused to look away for a moment.

For a scholar, such a picture is really not boring no matter how many times it is viewed.

The first round of collision is over!

The energized state of the superconducting magnet has not been lifted. The staff resident at the Moon Scientific Research Base quickly adjusted the experimental parameters, and the second round of collision experiments immediately started!

And this is also the most crucial round.

It directly determines whether the part of Lu Zhou's speculation about the mass loss problem in the high-energy particle collision experiment can be established!

I didn't wait long, I didn't even have time to hold my breath.

The two protons collided again, and brilliant "sparks" bloomed on each detector.

Witnessing the data presented on the big screen, Witten's tense face finally wrote a look of surprise, and muttered to himself in an unbelievable voice.

"I guess you guessed it ..."

Frank Werzek was also there.

Although his mathematical skills are not as good as those of Witten ~ www.readwn.com ~, he still sees an unusual place from the original data on the screen, but he can't say where the unusual place is.

It was just a gut instinct telling him ...

What will happen next is likely to upend his understanding of the microworld.

"God……"

Subconsciously read the old man's name, besides, he really did not know how to express the shock in his heart.

Standing in front of the two, Lu Zhou did not speak, but stood there with his fists clenched.

not enough!

Although the second round of experiments is enough to explain some problems, it is not enough to test all the points in his thesis.

He is waiting for the third round of experiments.

As long as the data from the third round of experiments is as expected!

He can prove that his conclusion is correct!

With all the gaze of anticipation, the third round of experiments finally started ...

Two protons hit a point.

A brilliant spark bloomed again.

Looking directly at the screen, Lu Zhou's pupils contracted instantly, and then gradually enlarged.

The black pupils had been filled with excitement.

Three experiments, fully in line with expectations!

"at last……"

"Let me find you ..."

The cheers and applause ringing in the ears covered this softly murmured silently.

The ghost hidden behind the quantum fluctuations finally unloaded all the camouflage at this moment and exposed unpreparedly to everyone.

Although that's just unprocessed raw data ...

But does this make any difference to a scholar of mathematics grade LV10?

At least for him, translating them into a language that everyone can understand is just a matter of time ...