I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 177

The lecture over there is still going on.

In the small manor used as the base of intuition school, Chen Feng's body has left, but his spirit is here forever, encouraging and encouraging everyone who stays here to make their own efforts in a way that they are puzzled or ridiculed by the world.

In fact, when being ridiculed as a loser, everyone in the intuitionistic school is not really without emotional fluctuations.

But they chose this path.

In less than a year, they are not going to look back.

They expect anyone in the field to produce useful results before the showdown day.

Even one.

At least this can show that the efforts of thousands of other people are not really meaningless, but unfortunately failed to succeed.

They have more than one regret.

Today, we finally invited our spiritual leaders.

However, the spiritual leader did not share his methods of controlling intuition as expected, let alone say anything encouraging.

He is a genius, but he is more independent than any other intuitionists in the audience.

His pace is so erratic that intuitionists who are already erratic can't catch up with him.

Intuitionists do not understand why Chen Feng chose to adjust his research direction to history, just as others do not understand why they give up serious theoretical and practical research and pursue the illusory intuition that is far better than the gravel in their hands.

They were not recognized by spiritual leaders, just as they did not recognize Chen Feng's archaeological project.

It's a pity that we parted unhappily.

But none of the people present wavered.

Intuitionists did not blame Chen Feng in their hearts.

Maybe that's the right answer.

The real intuition may be the erratic inspiration that can't be summarized in words, can only be understood and can't be expressed in words.

Just like the uncertain electrons of the 20th century and Schrodinger's cat before opening the box.

Time is still ticking away.

The deacons of the school gathered at another table next to Dr. Mathilde.

There was no conversation.

Some people look down and read, while others close their eyes and deduce their own projects in their hearts.

Some people occasionally have the impulse to draft paper or go back to the laboratory for verification, but countless failed attempts in the past have made them restrain this senseless idea.

Before getting the final answer, if you move paper and pen, or conduct practical verification, it will no longer be intuition, but return to the shackles of past research. Waiting for yourself must be the pain of failure again.

In such a sad and quiet atmosphere, Chen Feng returned to the venue again.

When someone saw him, his face gradually burst into a smile and wanted to say hello to him.

Chen Feng raised his hand slightly, pressed down and motioned others to keep quiet.

He silently lowered the brim of the hat "borrowed" from old man Dong, carried his hands and walked into the meeting again.

But he did not go to the center, but wandered around the edge of the manor.

Everyone is very serious and hard-working.

Some people with black hair are emitting white hair one after another at the speed visible to the naked eye.

For those who meditate or indulge in discussion, the intensity of brain operation can be seen.

Chen Feng thinks these people are a little funny.

But in a way, they are still great.

In this way, selfless, regardless of secular vision, and focused pay, even if it is doomed to failure, it is still a hero.

From this point of view alone, no one, including Chen Feng, is qualified to laugh at them.

Even Dong Shan, who repeatedly scolds the intuitive school as a waste, thinks about how to lead these people back to the right track by cajoling.

"Everybody, I have something to say."

Chen Feng walked around the field and returned to the tables and chairs where the deacons were sitting.

The crowd looked up at first, puzzled and uneasy.

After all, not long ago, Chen Feng wanted to get people to accompany him in history. Everyone was very confused.

"Dean Chen, you said." the Deacon who was in charge of receiving him stood up.

Chen Feng looked around and said, "let me tell you why I refuse to encourage you."

"Why?"

"Your intuitive deduction can't succeed." Chen Feng said loudly, "I understand your determination, but it's meaningless."

"Ah?"

Facing the confused and angry people, Chen Feng smiled, "you all understand a little wrong. The intuitive deduction I use has never been my own wisdom. Meditation like you is impossible and the theoretical basis can not support it. You are all engaged in research and should understand it."

"But President Chen, you succeeded."

"Yes, then tell us what to do?"

Chen Feng smiled. "My gene arousal is 34.37%. How many are you? Who is the highest among the people here except me? How many?"

The Deacon immediately looked at Mathilde, "Dr. Mathilde is the highest, 32.61%. Our average is about 32%

Chen Feng shrugged. "This is where you will never reach me. Before you reach my level of genetic arousal, you will never understand the real potential of human beings! The reason why I can deduce with intuition is that there are tens of thousands of multiple personalities in my brain! My brain can accommodate so many personalities!"

"As long as I want, I can even create a new personality for myself at any time. Tens of thousands of me work together to deduce the same project from different angles. Finally, my master will summarize all the things deduced from the secondary personality, which will become my answer and accurate inference. That's how I proved the existence of particles."

The whole story of snake essence disease was taught by Dong Shan's old traitor.

Chen Feng himself felt like he was crazy. Only a madman would believe it.

But strangely, after listening to him, these intuitionists in front of him really believed it quickly!

It seems that Dong Shan knows more about the thinking mode of these younger scholars.

They are between madness and genius.

They believed in this cruel fact and realized their "incompetence".

The mood of despair filled the whole meeting room in an instant, and even Dr. Mathilde, who had been meditating quietly, opened his eyes.

"No wonder."

"Alas, I'm incompetent. I'm sorry for the cultivation of society. I wasted too many resources."

"I... but what should I do? I really have no way, I can't do it!"

Some people squatted down with their heads in their arms.

The last straw was cut by the spiritual leader, and finally these scientists with far more willpower than ordinary people were depressed to near collapse.

Chen Feng's face was expressionless, only sneered and said loudly, "why? Do you give up now? Think about Dr. Lai Wenming, the martyrs who retreated again and again in the face of the threat of s bacteria, but still didn't give up their struggle!"

Chen Feng doesn't intend to be a bosom teacher with gentle words.

"I see, so what do you mean, Dean Chen?"

Asked the first calm deacon.

Chen Feng stretched out his finger and pointed around the whole venue.

"I know you're all in trouble. I'm here again to save you. I've told you what to do to succeed. I also know that you can't split yourself into secondary personalities like me. But it doesn't matter. Now, I want you to do another research that is no less meaningful to human beings than particles! This research is all inclusive, and Almost everyone here is involved. No matter what kind of research you have done before, your past knowledge can become a part of this system. "

When Chen Feng's words reached this point, someone already knew vaguely what he was going to say.

Dr Mathilde's heart beat faster and faster.

Chen Feng took a deep breath. "Now, I want you to set up a new project team! The research content of this project team is the essence of gravitational wave field! Human development of curvature engine is stuck here. Our research on wormhole, superluminal speed and shielding space that can suppress the speed of light are also stuck here!"

"Gravitational interaction is the first basic interaction that we humans come into contact with, but it is also the most profound interaction. Studying this can promote our understanding of the unified force field. Even if we still can't control the unified force field in the end, taking this as the core can still extend infinite possibilities of application."

"I want to integrate the wisdom of all of you. Just like I control my countless secondary personalities. Your thinking must also reach a high degree of coordination and unity, and then move forward side by side under the guidance of the consciousness of intuition school. Only then can there be a trace of success! Do you understand?"

There was silence in such a large manor.

His words were heard not only by people here, but also by other intuitionists all over science city and around the world.

This whole set of words, of course, is also the essence of research. The real university asked the family. The standard old man was taught by old man Dong Shan.

The summary of Dong Shan's ideas to Chen Feng is as follows. Generally, it is to give these people a significant, valuable and metaphysical project that requires the concerted efforts of countless people.

For today's human beings, in addition to the particles involved in ou Qinglan's responsibility, the most appropriate is to study the essence of this gravitational wave field.

As early as the early 21st century, human beings were first exposed to gravitational waves.

But until a thousand years later, human understanding of gravitational waves has only become more and more in-depth, but it has never really explored the bottom and completely cracked the essence of this basic force.

Human beings can already use gravitational wave field, but its research is not deep enough. Among the three basic interactions, gravitational wave is still the technology with the worst research depth, only knowing its nature and not knowing its reason.

It is everywhere. It seems simple, but it is so profound that it seems to exceed the capacity limit of the human brain.

In this field, human research is like drawing bigger circles one after another.

But the larger the circle, the more contact with the external blank, and the more human beings feel ignorant and deeply lost.

Before Chen Feng appeared, the research on human control of antimatter was almost the same situation.

Now Chen Feng has directly skipped the most difficult and almost impossible threshold in the field of antimatter. He began to try to take another group of people to impact another impossible threshold.

"OK! I'll join!"

The first person to make a statement, unexpectedly and reasonably, was Dr. Mathilde.

Then the followers gradually gathered and responded one after another.

Chen Feng is very satisfied with this state.

He added: "in fact, I originally planned to let Mathilde you take the lead. I don't name the project team, but leave it to you. I'll stop my spiritual guidance to you."

"Of course, in terms of knowledge, I will still make my contribution. My own so-called archaeological project is also deeply related to the study of gravitational waves."

Chen Feng is going to carry private goods in old man Dong Shan's routine.

Old man dong thought he could deceive and persuade Chen Feng, but he was wrong.

Chen Feng can only be persuaded by himself.

"I can infer the existence of particles, not only because I understand the universe and quantum, but also because I am familiar with history. I have analyzed some behavioral motives of intruders from history. Therefore, if we want to trace back to the origin of gravitational waves, we should naturally start from the 21st century."

"I need some people to help me to re-examine the scientific and technological development process related to the 21st century and find some key information."

"As I said before, we have to turn history into a scalpel in our hands to dissect the future. Therefore, I hope some people who have made achievements in the field of science and technology history can join my project. I never do meaningless projects. I put down my prejudice against you. You should also put down your prejudice against me."

Chen Feng finished and turned to leave.

His voice floated from afar.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I'll wait for you at the flower bed of the Academy of historical sciences."