Outside the IMCRC headquarters building, traffic in the vicinity is almost jammed.

Reporters from major television stations and newspapers have almost blocked the gates, seriously affecting the staff who come in and out of the gates.

Even though IMCRC security guards blocked some people, a small number of reporters still infiltrated the underground parking lot through various official and unofficial channels.

Just when Luo Wenxuan parked the car in the parking space, pressed the electronic lock and was about to go upstairs, he was dumbfounded and watched a group of reporters carrying cameras and microphones surrounding them like zombies.

“…… Hello, I'm a reporter from the Observer, may I ask Secretary General Luo, does the latest study of IMCRC mean that warp speed navigation is possible? ”

"It's possible in a theoretical sense, but there is little hope in reality."

"Secretary-General Luo, does this mean that Huaguo will soon start exploring distant star systems? Will we be able to set foot in Andromeda in our lifetime? ”

"That's a good question, if you live to be two centuries from now, or a little longer."

"Secretary-General Luo—"

"Please excuse me, the meeting is about to begin, and if you have any further questions, please contact the IMCRC spokesperson, which is our only official window for accredited speakers."

Struggling to squeeze a way out of the crowd, under the cover of the security guards at the venue, Luo Wenxuan squeezed into the hall in a flash.

Looking at the wooden door behind him, which was painstakingly closed by the staff, and the crowd that gradually dispersed under the persuasion of the security guards, he breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

"It seems that the reporters outside are embarrassed by you."

Hearing the familiar voice, Luo Wenxuan looked up and saw Lu Zhou standing next to him with a smile on his face.

A surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face, Luo Wenxuan glanced up and down at Lu Zhou in disbelief, and said with a strange expression.

"How did you get in...... I mean, you're not being blocked out by those journalists? ”

"I naturally have my own methods," Lu Zhou smiled faintly, and then turned around after speaking, "The meeting is about to start, let's go over together." ”

There are a lot of things I want to ask, but I obviously don't have the time to ask in detail at this time.

Swallowing the question that had already surged to his throat back into his stomach, Luo Wenxuan gasped for two breaths, then quickly caught up with Lu Zhou's footsteps and walked towards the direction of the conference hall with him......

……

The IMCRC Board of Governors meeting is about to begin.

Although the discussion was all boring academic questions, the conference attracted the world's attention in a rare way because of the vast and astonishing prospects behind the quivering particle.

However, although people were eager to know more about the inside story, Lu Zhou still did not allow reporters from any media to enter the venue, but arranged for those media who had obtained the right to interview through formal channels in a reception center in another building.

The official press spokesperson of the IMCRC will report to them as soon as the results of the discussions are made and answer some of the questions.

Looking at the directors who were already seated at the conference table, Lu Zhou cleared his throat and spoke.

"Long story short, let's get straight to it."

The laser pointer in his hand was pressed, and on the big screen behind him, a star map of the solar system was presented.

The council members sitting at the conference table looked at each other for the sudden change in front of them, not knowing what Lu Zhou was planning to do. Only a few people, including Luo Wenxuan, probably guessed something, with an expression on their faces.

As if confirming these people's guesses, Lu Zhou continued to speak.

"I've finished the theoretical arguments, and now there's the experimental part. We need to deploy a Z-particle clock in a synchronous orbit and a Z-particle clock in orbit around Mars, and then—"

"Wait, wait a minute, what is the argumentation part of the theory that has been completed?"

Interrupting Lu Zhou's words, Professor Whittle, a member of the U.S. Permanent IMCRC Board of Governors and director of the Brookhaven Society of Sciences, raised his right hand, stood up with an obvious expression of distrust on his face, and looked at Lu Zhou to continue.

"Shouldn't we discuss the paper itself and make sure it's correct, and then discuss how to design an experiment to prove it?"

Not angry that his speech was interrupted, Lu Zhou nodded and said cleanly, "Of course, if you have questions about a certain part of the paper, you can ask it now." ”

The expression on Professor Whittle's face froze slightly, and he held back for a while before he said stupidly, "Although I haven't found a problem yet, it doesn't mean that others think the same way." I think at least it should-"

Lu Zhou also glanced at the conference table and continued.

"Others can raise their questions as well."

The directors sitting at the conference table looked at each other, and in the end there was no one who stood up.

Don't talk about asking questions.

Most of them didn't understand the paper, and some of them did, but only barely understood it, which was a little better than a half-understanding.

"As you can see, we are wasting time," Lu Zhou shrugged his shoulders lightly as he looked at Professor Whittle, who was pale, and continued, "If we want to wait until the physics community generally accepts this theory, and then we design experiments for the whole problem, we will have to wait at least five or even more than ten years according to past experience." ”

Professor Whittle: "What's wrong with that?" ”

Lu Zhou said unceremoniously: "The bad thing is that it is shameful to waste time. Either you find out what I'm wrong with, or you just sit quietly and watch, and I'll naturally prove that what I said is right. ”

Professor Whittle wanted to say something, but probably thinking of his swollen face from the Z-particle incident last time, he finally choked back the grumbling in his stomach.

Looking at Professor Whittle, who had returned to his seat, Lu Zhou nodded and continued to look at the conference table.

"Does anyone else have questions?"

"I have some questions I want to ask."

"Please."

"I don't want to talk about the paper...... But why not the moon? It has to be on Mars. ”

After receiving permission from Lu Zhou to speak, Professor Fernando, a member of the Board of Governors of the United Kingdom to the IMCRC, stood up and asked his own question with a hesitant expression on his face.

However, after hearing this, Lu Zhou sighed.

"You ask questions like this, apparently you haven't even read my paper."

Professor Fernando's face flushed, and he defended, "I swear I did, but there is only a part of it...... I haven't finished reading it yet. ”

Actually, I didn't understand it at all.

Mathematics is not his area of expertise.

Although he was able to use most of the mathematical tools to solve problems encountered in theoretical physics, most of those tools were outdated.

Ignoring Professor Fernando's arguments, Lu Zhou stood up from his chair with his hands on the conference table, turned around and walked to the whiteboard next to the conference room, picked up the marker brush glued to the side and wrote down a few lines of calculations.

【L=Ψαεαμνβγ5γμ(ν+imγν/2)Ψβ】

【……】

Looking at the equation on the whiteboard with a confused expression.

Almost all of the participants couldn't figure out what Lu Zhou was trying to do.

However, just as Lu Zhou wrote down the last line of the equation, there were a few professors with a sudden expression on their faces.

This includes Luo Wenxuan, but also another European physicist from CERN.

After completing the necessary board writing, Lu Zhou turned to look at the conference table and the participants sitting at the conference table, and explained.

"The Z particle itself does not have that much energy to change the curvature of space, nor can it poke a hole in space...... Or to put it more academically, make a wormhole out. ”

"However, it is capable of perturbing the gravitational field."

Looking at the directors sitting at the conference table, Lu Zhou continued in a serious tone.

"It's very critical."

"Space-time is distorted by gravity and is unevenly distributed around us. Changing the gravitational field is equivalent to indirectly changing the curvature of space-time. ”

"Imagine if we were to travel at warp speed in light-years now, how would we flatten out a universe that was several light-years long? By manpower? It's obviously impossible, but-"

As he spoke, Lu Zhou held the marker in his hand and tapped the whiteboard gently.

"But we can take advantage of the gravitational pull of stars – or in other words, the gravitational bond between star and galaxy, the gravitationally distorted space-time between star and galaxy! Then find a path closest to the end of the road to complete the light-year voyage! ”

"Of course, if it's just an experiment, we don't need to send a probe to Proxima Centauri a few light-years away to do the experiment, and this experiment can be done only in the solar system."

"For example, with the help of the gravitational bond between planets, a hyperspace passage between planets is opened, which is what we call a shortcut."

After a pause, Lu Zhou continued.

"That's why, let's get the lab equipment to Mars."

"The gravitational pull of the planetary level is the threshold."

"The mass of the Moon is only eighty-one times that of the Earth, and although the distance is an advantage, it is difficult to form a stable hyperspace channel according to the calculations."

"Theoretically, Jupiter is a more suitable option, but it's too far away, and the asteroid belt in the middle is a problem."

"All things considered, Mars, which has a mass of 14% of the Earth, is the best choice."

"Any other questions?"

Professor Fernando hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and sat back. Professor Whittle, who was sitting in his chair, swallowed and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

It's just that this feeling of being taught a lesson makes him unable to be happy......

"It seems that no one has an opinion."

Satisfied with the efficiency of the meeting, Lu Zhou flipped the page of the meeting documents in his hand, cleared his throat and continued.

"So we're going to talk about the structure of the Z-particle clock."

"And, how to do this experiment."