Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Switzerland.

CERN Headquarters.

In the cafeteria in the sitting area, sitting on the sofa with his legs curled, Witten looked over at the paper in his hand and drank unsweetened black coffee.

It was Jaffy sitting across from him.

I saw the old man laying his hands on the table with his fingers crossed at the moment, quietly waiting for an old friend sitting opposite him to finish the paper in his hand.

As the founder and first director of the Clay Institute, the Millennium Difficulty of the Young Mills Equation was something that the two of them decided unanimously in their discussions, and even the description of the problem was written by the two of them together.

Originally the backbone of the mathematical physics part of the Millennium Difficulty, he was ready until the end of the century for no one to solve the problem. However, it was unexpected that this day came so suddenly...

After a long time, Witten finally turned to the last page of the paper.

Noting this, Jaffi asked.

“Finished? ”

“Almost done. ”

“I want to know what you think. ”

“He's faster than I thought," put down the paper in hand, Vito took out his phone and looked at the calendar, laughed and continued, “Forty-one days, I'm afraid he's the only one who can do this. ”

Jaffi sighed and said, "Don't you have anything more to say than emotional speed? ”

“Unfortunately, that's all I feel,” Witten sighed, pausing for a moment, continuing, "We haven't had a clear conclusion about his last paper, and now he's on top of it."

Witten's heart can't help but feel emotional when he thinks about it.

The international physics community was still arguing over his last research, and his next one appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is the first time he has heard that research can run faster than argument, and is fast approaching the world chasing his footsteps...

“There was a meeting in Conference Room 1 where he hung his paper on Arxiv… I would mention it then, although I felt that if I did not say it, others would say," I looked up at the watch with my cuffs and Witten continued, "Besides, in any case, the question of the quality gap between strong interactions must have an outcome this month. ”

Jaffy nodded profoundly.

“I thought the same thing about you. ”

……

As CERN prepares to convene yet another seminar on quality gaps, the Golden Ring Institute of Higher Studies, far across the Eurasian continent, has gradually fallen into the night as the sky falls at dusk.

As most of these people prepare to go home from work, the lights are still on in several labs around the corner of the Institute of Physics.

Especially the lab inside.

There are about a dozen researchers sitting in a room of about twenty or thirty square meters. Each person's desk is stacked with nearly half a metre of documents, and each person's face is marked by obvious blurring.

As the “largest” research centre for controllable fusion miniaturization technology in the country, the people sitting here were almost the original researchers of astronomical devices, covering everything from plasma physics to engineering physics.

However, this does not offer any advantages for studies of controllable fusion miniaturization.

More than half a year has passed since the project was launched at the beginning of the year, and the research project still shows little progress.

As usual, seeing the sun darkening out of the window is like punching a card and going to the coffee maker, then returning to sit at your desk with a hot cup of coffee.

Turning on the computer and pulling out the information from the Acoustics Institute, as he was about to complete today's research project, the lab door suddenly opened, and there was an unexpected person at the door, and he came straight to him.

“I have something here," he threw gently on his desk, saying briefly to Sheng Xianfu, "I hope you can read it in one day… if not enough, try to keep it within two days. ”

He glanced at the ark, then looked at the pile of documents on the table, and the Constitution was rich and unconscious.

“This is…”

“Something that needs to be experimentally verified about the miniaturization of controllable fusion.” I swept away the slightly messy lab, the ark paused for a moment, and I continued, "Besides, I can now give you a clear answer to the questions you asked me some time ago. ”

“High temperatures are not the only condition for achieving a fusion reaction, and it is likewise possible to do so by other means, as long as we can determine the relationship between strong interactions and electromagnetic forces, we can find such a way…”

Saying, the ark took a marker pen from the table and wrote down a series of formulas on the hanging whiteboard next to it.

Look at the lines of formula on the white board, Sheng Xianfu eyebrows locked.

“What is this?”

The Ark laughed and continued.

“An expression that correlates electromagnetic action with strong interaction. ”

“Electromagnetic forces and strong interactive forces have proven to be unifying within the theoretical framework of the quantum Young Mills field. I wasn't sure about that a month ago, but now I'm able to articulate my theory in clear mathematics. ”

The moment I heard that statement, the rich people of the Constitution shook their heads.

“Did you... succeed?! ”

If he remembers correctly, it took about a month for the ark to solve the quality gap.

The Ark thought about it and said, "Yeah, sort of. ”

Although the theoretical physics community has yet to acknowledge his research on quality gaps, let alone express any views on his "unified theory of strong electricity”, it has little effect on him.

And not to mention that the system has recognized his proof and gave an S rating, the ark is still a little confident about its mathematical abilities.

However, the words "sort of”, though careless, were heard in the ears of the rich and powerful Constitution, just like Spring Thunder.

Pressed down his heart shock, he swallowed his mouth and continued, “But even so... how are you going to apply this theory to our research? ”

Applying theoretical results to solving practical problems can sometimes be more difficult than creating such a theory. Especially in the field of theoretical physics, the influence on applied technology is often measured in centuries. Even if the ark successfully unifies strong and electromagnetic interactions, Sheng Xianfu is not very good at being able to immediately apply this theory to solve the problem of miniaturization of controllable fusion.

“That's what I came here to find out,” the right index finger tapped the pile of documents on the table, "and I need your help to validate some of the assumptions that are currently ideal. ”

Reaching over the stack of documents, Sheng Xianfu looked at the contents of the document briefly, and the expression on his face slightly changed.

“This is--”

The ark nodded and said in a serious tone.

“Yes, it's the 'glow of sound' you're working on. ”

With regard to the recent study of Sheng Xianfu, it is naturally impossible not to know about the Ark as President of the Institute of Advanced Studies.

Including the information he got from Professor Chen Weizhong of the Kim Dao Acoustics Institute, including several models he designed and then abandoned… these things have always been known to the Ark.

With regard to the principle of acoustic luminescence, the physics community does not yet have a clear conclusion, with several of the more streamlined doctrines including "airborne bursts” and “chemical bond breaks” … and perhaps the most fascinating of these is "fusion reactions”.

Looking at the incredibly rich Constitution, the ark paused for a moment and continued.

“I know you have failed many times and have even tried to give up… but what I want to say is that your research is not useless, just that no suitable method has been found. ”

The expressions of constitutional richness shook their heads bitterly.

“I've tried everything I can. What else can I try? ”

The Ark gave him a glimpse of that pile of information in his hand.

“Isn't the answer to this question in your hand? ”