Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The moment the ship uttered that sentence, the report hall was quiet for a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of disturbances was heard in the reporting room.

The ark can be clearly heard with such a slightly repressive laugh in the whispering discourse.

Obviously, by the time he spoke of the L-shape he had created, a number of people had already identified him.

There are, of course, many who are still misty and awaiting without expression the following.

After all, what is well known is not the same as what everyone knows, it refers only to those who have consulted the relevant literature.

For most scholars, it is not easy to read all the papers in the field, let alone research outside the field.

Unless the differential geometry solution in the partial differential equation has been studied in depth and proof of the existence and smoothness of the NS equation has been studied, it is not necessarily known what the L-flux is.

Not to mention that millennium problem with the NS equation, less than a year after it was solved.

Of course, after all, Professor Bottom's research involves this field, and he knows a lot about L-flux, at least not even who invented L-flux.

But even so, it's too hard for most people to remember a strange exotic face.

Don't say he is a foreign Nobel laureate, even if he is the face of a national Nobel laureate, he can't recognize it all!

The paper doesn't come with photos...

The old face grew red and stared at the ship for half a day. Professor Botham could not say a word.

You're a mathematician, you know the L flow of P... that's obviously impossible to say.

He took a deep breath and said with a hard scalp.

“What did I do wrong? ”

Honestly, even now, he doesn't think he's wrong.

After all, he had checked his paper countless times before standing here.

And no matter how many times he checked, he was absolutely certain that his calculations were perfect.

Looking still unaware of where the mistake was, Bottom, the ark sighed.

“Can I use the blackboard? ”

Despite his disgust, Professor Bottom made a gesture.

Anyway, your face has been lost, so make yourself look bigger.

Looking at the ark that stood up and walked this way, Professor Botham stood there expressionlessly, comforting himself in his heart.

On the other hand, under a pair of sights, the ark walked onto the podium.

He picked up the blackboard wipe from the multimedia table and thought for a moment in front of the full blackboard, and started wiping it straight from the middle.

Without knowing how stiff Professor Bottom's face was next to him, after wiping the blackboard, the ark rubbed the blackboard aside and picked up the chalk that had been placed on the multimedia table.

“You have a fundamental misconception about the L-shape. Differential geometry is a very effective tool for solving partial differential equations, but it cannot be used as directly as other methods. First, we have to construct a bi-linear operator B '...”

This is very common in the field of mathematical physics.

There's an interesting tool in mathematics that physicists don't necessarily fully understand, but it doesn't prevent them from bringing it directly to use.

If it works correctly, maybe they discover new physics.

If used incorrectly…

Just in time for another paper on why it can't be used like this.

As he said, the ark followed by the end of the line of formula that was erased, and went on to plate the book.

[μ (t) = e ^ (t △) · μ0 + μ e ^ (t-t ') △ B (μ (t‘), μ (t ')) dt']

“When we give a Schwartz undifferentiated vector field μ0 to the equation, set the time interval I ⊂ [0, ∞), then we can continue to define a broad solution N5 for this nonlinear equation as a continuous mapping that follows the integral equation μ (t), i.e. μ N5df (R3)...”

Staring at the line formula on the blackboard, Professor Bottom felt only numb on his scalp.

Although the speed of the ark is not fast, it has barely stopped.

Just keep up with this guy, he's already worked hard.

If this guy's ready to report it, it'll be hard on him, that's fine.

But if he made all this stuff on the scene...

That's horrible!

You know, the contents of his previous book, but it took him a week to get it out...

In contrast to Professor Bottom's efforts, most scholars sitting on the scene were disoriented.

To listen to this presentation, the paper from the Karam Center for Nuclear Fusion Studies, they studied it for a long time, and now someone tells them that the calculations are wrong?

Excuse-me?

It is true that new physics is not so easy to discover.

Of course, in addition to the obsessive majority, there is a small group of scholars who listen carefully and really understand what's on the blackboard.

This is also the only part of everyone sitting in the reporting room who is able to appreciate the value of these formulas.

And that's enough for an ark.

Wrote the last line of formula, looked at the rewritten blackboard, the ark briefly checked, and finally nodded.

“That's basically it. ”

“Although we do not have new physics, it is indeed an interesting phenomenon. ”

“I have not done much research on Tokamak, and I cannot judge whether these conclusions alone can solve the problem of magnetic tears. But in my personal opinion, given the uncertainty of the plasma internal current, even if we can perfectly construct the magnetic field we need through the outer field coil, it's hard to control the magnetic field inside the reactor...”

Placing the chalk on the multimedia table, the ark nodded to Professor Bottom and then turned around and walked down the stage.

The moment he stepped down from the podium, there was a sparse applause in the reporting room.

Soon, professors of scholars who were still under duress came back to God, and with those who applauded, they applauded themselves.

With a thunderous applause echoing in his ears, he stared at the shadow that disappeared at the entrance to the reporting room. Professor Bottom could not say a word, and finally silently took a picture of the phone against the blackboard.

He was upset to admit it, though.

But at least this report won't be nothing...

……

Looking at the blackboard formula slowly, I have forgotten what the notebook is. I can't say a word.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Who am I listening to?

At this point, Brother Fei, sitting next to him, suddenly sighed.

“Professor Lu is still a cowboy...”

Though not at all understandable, his expression was not very frustrating.

He bet that even if it was their mentor, Professor Yu Jinsong, who was sitting here, it wouldn't do him any good.

Some of them nodded, returned to God's charity, and swallowed.

“Yeah...”

Looking down at a few pages of notes in his hand, he suddenly realized a serious problem and was silent for a while.

“By the way, we just remembered this note...”

Fiji smiled bitterly.

“Probably white memories. ”

He was perjured in less than a half hour.

The British professor is also weird and pathetic...

The two exchanged sights and were silent.

MMP.

I knew I wouldn't be up so early.