The clock on the wall ticked.

From an hour ago, Frank Wilzek had maintained his current position, staring motionlessly at the image on the computer screen for a long time.

At this time, the office door opened.

Looking at Witten who walked into the office, Professor Wilzeck, who was sitting there like a statue, finally raised his head an inch. However, just as he was about to speak, Witten spoke before him.

"I know you want to ask me what Professor Lu thinks, but I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. He didn't reveal anything to me except for a conjecture about the extra dimension. ”

Hearing an unexpected term, Wilzek frowned.

"Extra dimensions?"

In fact, extra dimensions are not a very new concept, and all dimensions added by rewriting Einstein's relativistic equations can be called extra dimensions.

It's as if Theodore Caruza added a fifth dimension to explain gravity. Because of string theory, this n-value has been increased to 13.

What puzzled Wilzek, however, was why Witten, or Lu Zhou, had taken out the concept in its own right.

"Yes, he attributes the cause of this mass expansion to some existence that cannot be proven and cannot be falsified." Looking at Verzek, whose face was full of confusion, Witten took out a lighter from his pocket and placed it on the table, "Suppose the universe is made up of matter in n dimensions, just like this lighter. ”

"And the perturbations that interfere with our experiments come from the n+1 dimension, like this thumb of mine, which pushes the lighter on/off. Of course, this metaphor may seem a little crude, but in fact it may be something more poetic, such as ...... In the N+1 dimension lives an Almighty God, who looks at us imprisoned in a box and sings a beautiful song to us. ”

With his brows tightly furrowed, he muttered to himself as he looked at Witten, who clicked on the lighter.

"That sounds ...... It seems to be kind of interesting. ”

Putting the lighter back, Witten glanced at Wilzek in disbelief.

"Incredible...... You'll find it kind of interesting. ”

"After all, he is the one who made this point," Wilzek shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "and from an objective point of view, you can't prove him wrong, can you?" As far as the facts go, we did see a phenomenal expansion of mass when the collision energy reached 5.12Tev. And according to the lattice quantum chromodynamics calculation method, we should actually get a smaller total mass. ”

Hearing his old friend's explanation, Witten fell silent.

It took a long time before he spoke.

"This matter aside, I didn't come to you to discuss a theory that hasn't been perfected yet."

Wilzek: "What's that for?" ”

Witten: "What do you think of Professor Miro's affairs?" ”

"Miro?" Hearing this name that he had never heard of, Wilzek's brows furrowed and he hesitated, "I'm sorry, who is Miro?" ”

Seeing that Wilzek had never heard of the name at all, a strange expression appeared on Witten's face.

Without any explanation, he reached for the remote control on the table and turned on the online TV in the office, which is rarely turned on.

"Professor Garrett Miró, a 37-year-old professor of physics at Stanford University, holds experimental advisory positions in high-energy physics at CERN and IMCRC, and has received the Barclays Prize of the American Physical Society and the Dirac Prize of the International Center for Theoretical Physics......

"A young man with a bright future," he said, giving a simple assessment, Professor Wilzek looked at the Fox News icon on the television and asked puzzledly, "Is there any problem?" ”

”…… and the leader of a new religion. Pointing to the TV with his chin, Witten pressed a few buttons on the remote control, "It might be a little tricky to explain, so you might as well watch it yourself." ”

……

Fox Radio.

Studio scene.

A tall, deep-eyed man sits on a sofa, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose and a very common plaid shirt, making it easy to associate him with people who work in science and engineering.

Sitting on the sofa across from him was the host of a talk show on Fox Radio, Ms. Cordell.

Looking at the Professor Miró in front of her, a friendly smile appeared on Ms. Cordell's face, and she handed over the microphone in her hand for an interview.

"Hello, Professor Miró, thank you for being here in our studio. I heard that a very ...... happened in the physics world recently. It's a terrible thing, is that right? ”

"Yes," Miró looked a little awkwardly as if he wasn't quite used to the atmosphere here, but finally showed the composure that a scholar should have, and said in an affirmative tone, "What has happened recently can be said to have subverted many of our understanding of physics. ”

Miss Cordell asked, smiling.

"From the comments on the website, we can see that many viewers are very concerned about this matter. We know you're a professor of physics at Stanford University and a researcher at IMCRC. Can you elaborate on it for us viewers in front of the TV...... What kind of amazing results did we get from the Hadron Collider? ”

"The mass swelled above the 5.12Tev!"

Looking at Professor Miró, whose eyes gradually appeared fanatical, Ms. Cordell frowned.

"Sorry, I may not understand ...... What does that mean? ”

"This means that at a considerable mass level, the mass as we know it may no longer be conserved!"

His eyes became more and more frenzied, and the tall, lanky physics professor's voice trembled with excitement.

"For a long time, the edifice of physics was built on a flat wasteland, and through the exploration of the Standard Model, we continued to repair this edifice and add bricks to it, and finally it was already what it is now!"

"However, just a month ago, the latest IMCRC study toppled the building to the ground!"

"It's a pity that you weren't there, otherwise you would have understood why I would be so excited after seeing such a result!"

Ms. Cordell looked at Professor Miró, whose eyes were wide open and his eyeballs were getting bloodshot from emotion, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

What surprised her was not what he said, but his mental state, which seemed to be a little ...... Not quite normal.

She took a second to ask the director of the show for his opinion through her eyes, but she got an answer to continue the show.

In desperation, she had no choice but to continue the show.

"That sounds ...... It's incredible. That is to say, you have proved that mass is not conserved? ”

"It is not conserved on a large mass scale! Wait, you don't seem to have figured out what that means, I don't like to explain it to you! ”

Without waiting for the moderator to speak, Professor Miró continued at a brisk pace.

"According to the view of traditional physics, our universe is entropy, and all matter develops from order to disorder. Now, however, this view can be overturned! Our physics has finally entered a world that even Einstein could not predict, and our universe will no longer be in eternal decay, but from an old cycle to a new one, which will never end in endless reincarnation! ”

Speaking of this, Professor Miro's thin body suddenly erupted with a fanatical aura that was completely inconsistent with his physique.

He leaned forward, staring intently at Lady Cordell, whose expression on her face had already shown a hint of fear, like a lizard spitting letters, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Do you believe in God?"

Shocked by this momentum, Ms. Cordell, who was almost stunned, nodded quickly.

"I ...... Believe. ”

"Maybe he really exists...... No, it should be said, there must be a presence. ”

Looking at Professor Miró, who seemed to have gone mad, Ms. Cordell continued with trepidation, "What do you mean...... Mass is no longer permanently conserved, the universe does not increase in entropy forever, and these conclusions can be deduced that our God exists? ”

"God?" With a contemptuous smile on his face, Professor Miró leaned back on the couch and said unhurriedly, "It's okay if you want to call it that." ”

"In a sense, it is indeed omniscient and omnipresent to the universe as we know it."

"It's like a ghost hovering in the universe, interfering with us through an invisible hand."

"Compared to the superficial title of God......"

"I'd rather call it, the Spirit of the Universe."