The same silence in the office.

“I just realized yesterday,” Turn off the TV, Whitten professor look to the staring Virszek professor, and keep saying, “He doesn’t seem to have made such a statement for the first time…” And just a few hours ago, I heard my assistant and I switched, and our research team came up with a stick, all day in the lab. “

The food fingers and thumbs have some disturbing friction, and the Verzek expression has been crystallized.

“When did it start?”

“A week ago, after that experiment.”

“… it was not thought that the experiment brought such a great stimulus to him,” Take off the glasses on the nose, and Wilzek stretched his hand to the nose, “How can we comfort him?”

“This is a question that you should think about, and don’t pretend to put it away from me,” staring at an old friend who seems to want to kick the ball into his own, Wettens doesn’t give him any chance to continue saying, “The list of researchers in the project team of the 5Tev Lead Lead Pilot Experiment was passed by you, and now it’s a problem, don’t you intend to do good?”

“Is this all right?”

Quiet, see Wetten still hasn’t released his intentions, Virszek professor, that’s sighed.

“Well, I seem to remember that there is something really going on.”

In half a minute to think about how to solve the problem, there was a decision in his mind, and he raised his head and said,

“Undoubtedly, he’s gone crazy.”

“My suggestion is that Milo professor should rest for a while while while… we must find ways to keep him from making such irresponsible statements in the IMCRC position.”

“This is the sanctuary of science, not a mysterious channel, if he really believes in those terrible delusions… it would be better to find a temple to continue his research.”

Wetten nodded.

“That’s what I think.”

But at this point, he was equally troubled.

“Hopefully, this will not cause him greater distress, but hopefully he can walk out as soon as possible.”

“… I’m actually curious how he led his God’s creativity through qualitative expansion.”

Noting that Wetten looked at himself in a strange way, Wilzek slipped down, and then hit a laughed channel, “I am, of course, curious.” No doubt this is impossible. “

Lu Zhou had thought that the earthquake that this experiment brought to Physics must be small, but he had no idea that the dramatic change was moving towards him, which he had not predicted at all.

A new religious mob seems to be born?

They believe that God creates theories, and that everything is the best arrangement, and that a high presence of biology, civilization or even consciousness creates this universe.

They named this biology, civilization or consciousness as the spirit of the universe, and the apartment meant that the universe was “spiritual”.

That sounds like God’s creativity, and its followers’ interpretation of this theory is basically compatible with it.

In fact, God’s creativity is not a news in Physics, and one of the creators of string is one of its faithful supporters.

In addition to this, the professor has raised similar concepts as parallel universe theory, time passage theory, etc.

These things are not pushed, they are simply neither proof nor false.

It’s like if there’s a Physics family guess about Universe Great Explosion, there’s an egg. While this is not possible for the overwhelming majority of people to react to their consciousness, you have to say that it must be impossible, and it seems unrealistic.

People are biology in time, including all ideas that are the product of time.

However, time began with Universe Great Explosion.

So simply logically, speculation before the birth of the universe is itself impossible to prove and impossible to prove.

To be straight, this emerging religion, which believes in the spirit of the universe, will be ’all’ if it is only where they do not know it.

After all, science means only to study the mysteries that civilization does not know, not to deprive anyone of their beliefs.

BUT THE KEY TO THE PROBLEM IS THAT THIS IRRATIONAL DOCTRINE SEEMS TO HAVE GAINED CONFIDENCE IN SOME OF THE IMCR RESEARCHERS AND EVEN DEVELOPED A NUMBER OF GRASS-ROOTS RESEARCHERS INTO THEIR FOLLOWERS…

The situation seems to be somewhat uncontrolled.

On the door of an apartment building, Lu Zhou was silent for a while and pulled out his cell phone from the car.

“Xiao A.I.”

Hearing Lu Zhou’s voice, a slight set of dialogue boxes, will soon come out of the screen.

Xiao A.I.: [Here, master!]

Lu Zhou thought about it, open up.

“Can you find data on the meaning of the universe in your database?”

Xiao A.I.: [The Spirit of the Universe] What is that?

Lu Zhou: “Nothing, just a little curious.”

Until now, although he has been able to determine where Xiao A.I. came from, it is still not quite clear where its memory comes from.

Rather, before it was sent to itself by Void, everything about blue civilization should have been removed from its database.

However, according to it, there are many things in that memory that give it some sense of sight.

Does artificial intelligence also exist, that is, visual?

Lu Zhou doesn’t understand much.

And that’s one of the places he’d prefer to be clear.

Xiao A.I.: [although Xiao A.I. does not know, Xiao A.I. can access the entire database of the World Wide Web by Gang Lord in search of the answer?]

Lu Zhou: “No, thanks, no more.”

On stage, a skinny man, is pushing the door out.

When he saw Lu Zhou, he apparently blew up and showed an unexpected face.

After he fixed the gods, he called to say hello.

“Lu Zhou?”

Lu Zhou looked over he said.

“You’re a small number of Americans who can recognize me.”

“Well, I’ve studied physics for so many years…” Touch your nose, Milo professor said, “Well, what brings you here by the distinguished land professor, seems to me to be nothing worth your wisdom.”

From his tongue, Lu Zhou read a piece of faintly discernable, even hostile.

This feeling is somewhat uncomfortable, so Lu Zhou lightly wrinkles his eyebrows.

He doesn’t understand very well when he’s guilty of this guy, or is it something that he doesn’t know?

However, Lu Zhou would not blame this young physics professor for this small matter.

Think of his own mind, he kept talking.

“Would you like a cup of coffee with me?”

Look at Lu Zhou’s eyes for a while, like looking for something, until half a minute, this Milo professor just bumped his shoulder and put on a loose kiss.

“Of course, I don’t think anyone will refuse your invitation.”

“I know a nice place,” Lu Zhou looked towards the queen behind, “Get out of the car, old place.”

Wang Xiaojung’s sight stayed on that Milo professor’s face for a while, followed by nodded.

“All right.”

After all, he turned around to the parking place.


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