GBP Chapter 158 Mind Resonance
Chapter 158 Mind Resonance
"What happened? Have you heard?"
"I don't know! I was sleeping when the dean called me personally, and his tone was like he was going to kill me!"
"I heard that some earth-shattering emergency project suddenly fell from the sky, and anyone who's late is fired tomorrow!"
The researchers hurried along, rushing one after another towards the core laboratory.
Although the night was deep, the building was as bright as a giant incandescent light bulb that had been forcibly turned on, with every window casting a pale light outwards.
However, when these researchers, who usually hold themselves in high esteem and who may possess any awe-inspiring titles in academia, actually step into the laboratory...
boom!
Everyone's reaction was almost identical!
Everyone was stunned!
Every single one of them had their pupils suddenly contract and their steps abruptly halt, as if they had been punched in the face!
This familiar place, where they clock in every day and know exactly where the coffee machine is with their eyes closed, now feels as strange as the interior of an alien spaceship!
"Oh my god..."
"My God, what is this?"
A bearded professor suddenly plucked out a tuft of his beard, wincing in pain.
The giant transparent glass wall that originally served as a space divider has now been transformed into a blackboard wall covered with madness and wisdom!
The dense mathematical formulas seemed to come alive, climbing and interlocking wildly along the texture of the glass.
The extremely obscure topological notation is intertwined with partial differential equations, and every formula exudes a suffocating sense of academic pressure!
Not only that!
The lab tables and high-end office chairs that were neatly arranged here yesterday morning have now been roughly pushed into the corner and piled up haphazardly, as if they had been visited by a demolition team.
Instead, there were several extra-large mobile whiteboards that the security guards had painstakingly carried out overnight from some unknown teaching building!
The whiteboard was also covered with all sorts of strange formulas, written in different handwriting, clearly from different people.
At this moment, several academic giants, who usually only appear in textbooks and on the covers of top journals, are gathered around the whiteboard, their faces flushed, engaged in a heated discussion that is almost like a physical fight.
Their gestures were so large they looked like they were performing some kind of ancient war dance of a primitive tribe. Some people pointed at a symbol and poked it vigorously, some people held their heads and spun around in place, and some people rushed up with markers to make corrections, only to be pushed away by the people next to them.
"Holy crap? Even the deans and vice-deans of the math and physics departments are almost fighting?!"
"It's not just the dean! Look at that back view... isn't that Professor Whitman?!"
Abel Prize winner! Didn't he say he'd never stay up all night again?!
"Who wrote all of this... these formulas on the glass walls?!"
"God! Someone please have pity on me and explain to me what's going on!"
Amidst a deafening cacophony reminiscent of a noisy market argument, the summoned researchers were now mostly present...
Leonard finally snatched the marker from the old man next to him, which was about to break from his grip, and strode to the podium with a fanatical expression, beginning to explain the momentous situation of tonight's nuclear bomb.
........
Su Hao was experiencing a strange feeling he had never felt before.
The feeling was so unfamiliar that it took him several seconds to confirm it—this was the pleasure of mental resonance!
No backward compatibility is required here.
The biggest advantage of communicating with this group of top scholars who represent the highest level of intelligence on Earth is that it saves you a lot of trouble!
Any of his wildly imaginative academic ideas, leaps of thought, need not be explained a second time here!
He had barely uttered the first half of his sentence when the other person had already finished the second half.
He could draw an arrow at will, and the old guys opposite him would follow the deduction that the arrow pointed to with fanatical eyes!
The thrill of being on the same wavelength is more intense than any physical stimulus!
It's like my brain, which has been playing in slow motion for over a decade, has finally switched back to normal playback speed.
"Ahem, Su Hao, please stand up and explain the core formula of the third section on the glass wall to all your colleagues."
Leonard turned around, his eyes filled with an almost devout fanaticism, and pointed to the glass wall inscribed with the truth.
Swish!
In an instant, all eyes in the audience focused on Su Hao.
These listeners are no ordinary people.
They are all core researchers and top scientists working in world-class laboratories, earning astronomical annual salaries, and wielding great influence in their respective fields!
But now, they are like first-graders, sitting up straight and with an alarming level of concentration.
Their eyes held no disdain or scrutiny, only a raw thirst for knowledge.
That look in his eyes was like someone who had been trapped in darkness for too long suddenly seeing a ray of light.
In Su Hao's eyes, this was just a logical deduction that followed perfectly, as natural as eating and drinking.
He had no prepared remarks in front of him and no slides behind him.
He only had one pen in his hand, and he wrote and pushed on the whiteboard at the same time.
He broke down every key node cleanly and efficiently, and every logical transition was as clear as a blood vessel being cut open by a scalpel.
However, as his derivation process unfolded slowly, like intricate gears forcibly meshing in the minds of these scholars, the true dimensional reduction attack arrived.
"...By introducing homeomorphisms, we redefine the boundary conditions of these zeros in a higher-dimensional Hilbert space, thereby deriving..."
Su Hao spoke at a steady pace. But the scholars in the audience began to feel short of breath.
They listened intently, their foreheads already beaded with cold sweat.
Someone's fingers trembled uncontrollably as they frantically performed calculations on the tablet;
Some people unconsciously had their mouths half-open, while others stood motionless with their arms crossed, as if they had been acupunctured.
When faced with complex and critical issues, they will throw them out without hesitation, as hardcore as cannonballs fired from a catapult.
Su Hao accepted each one with ease.
In just one hour.
This speed is much, much faster than Leonard and Whitman expected!
Under Su Hao's almost subversive logical analysis, the academic defenses that the entire team had built up over decades and thought were unbreakable were completely breached!
What followed was the ecstasy of rebuilding common sense after it had been shattered:
They have thoroughly grasped the immense, revolutionary, and historically significant theoretical value hidden behind today's physical observation discovery!
That's a mountain of gold!
An island of truth, untouched by humankind!
With that, tonight's ultimate goal has been officially set!
Like a battle flag, it was fiercely driven into the ground!