Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Switzerland.

Cern headquarters.

In the coffee shop in the lounge area, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, Witten looked through the papers in his hand while drinking black coffee without sugar.

Sitting across from him is Jaffe.

I saw the old man resting his hands on the table at the moment, waiting quietly for the old friend sitting opposite to finish the paper in his hand.

As the founder and first director of the Cray Institute, the millennium problem about the Yang Mills equation is exactly what the two decided at the time of discussion. Even the description of the problem is written by two people. .

Originally as the finale of the mathematical physics part of the Millennium puzzle, he had prepared that no one could solve this problem until the end of the century. However, I did not expect that this day is so sudden...

I don't know how long it took, Witten finally turned to the last page of the paper.

Noticed this, Jaffe asked.

"finish watching?"

"It’s almost finished."

"I want to know what you think."

"His speed is faster than I thought." Putting down the paper in his hand, Wei Teng took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar. He smiled and continued. "Forty-one days, this kind of thing is probably only he can done."

Jia Fei sighed and said: "You have nothing more to say than the speed of emotion?"

"Unfortunately, this is all my feelings," Witten sighed and paused for a while and continued. "With regard to his last paper, we still have no clear conclusion. Now he continues to be above this. ”

Thinking of this, Witten's heart can not help but feel.

The international physics community is still arguing over his previous research results, and his next research results are in the eyes of everyone.

For the first time, he heard that research can run faster than arguments, and the world is catching up with him...

"There is a meeting in the conference room No.1. He hangs the paper on arxiv... I will mention it at the meeting, although I feel that even if I don't say it, there will be others who say," Pick up the cuffs. Looking at the watch, Witten continued. "In addition, in any case, the quality gap problem of strong interactions must have a result this month."

Jaffe thought deeply and nodded.

"I have the same idea as you."

......

Just as cern was preparing to hold another seminar on the issue of quality gaps, the Jinling Institute of Higher Research, which is far from the other end of Eurasia, has gradually fallen into the night with the twilight of the horizon.

In the time when most of the people were ready to go home from work, the labs in the corner of the Institute of Physics were still brightly lit.

Especially the lab that is the most inside.

About twenty or thirty square meters of room, sitting about a dozen researchers. Everyone's desk is piled with documents nearly half a meter high, and everyone's face can see obvious flaws.

As the nation's "largest" research center for controllable fusion miniaturization technology, the people sitting here are almost the original team to study the singularity device. The fields of specialization range from plasma physics to engineering physics. aspect.

However, this does not bring any advantages to the study of controllable fusion miniaturization.

It has been half a year since the project was established at the beginning of the year, and the research project still does not see a little progress.

As usual, seeing Sheng Xianfu, who was dark outside the window, seemed to have gone to the coffee machine, and then took a cup of steaming coffee and returned to his desk to sit down.

Turning on the computer brings up the information from the Institute of Acoustics. When he plans to complete today's research project, the laboratory door suddenly opens, and an unexpected person appears at the door and straight. He came over.

"I have something here," he threw the paper in his hand on the desk. Lu Zhouyan succinctly told Sheng Xianfu, "I hope that you can read it in one day... If not enough, try to control as much as possible. Within two days."

A look of eagerly looked at the boat, and then looked at the stack of documents on the table, Sheng Xianfu subconscious.

"this is……"

"Some things that need to be verified by experiment, about the miniaturization of controllable fusion." Sweeping the slightly messy laboratory, Lu Zhou paused for a moment and continued, "In addition, about the questions you asked me some time ago. Now I can give you a clear answer."

“High temperature is not the only condition for achieving a fusion reaction. It can be done by other methods. As long as we can determine the relationship between strong interaction force and electromagnetic force, we can find such a method...”

As he said, Lu Zhou grabbed a marker from the table and wrote a string of formulas on the hanging whiteboard next to it.

Looking at the few lines on the whiteboard, Sheng Xianfu frowned.

"this is?"

Lu Zhou smiled and continued.

"A formula that relates electromagnetic interaction to strong interaction."

"It turns out that electromagnetic force and strong interaction force can be unified under the theoretical framework of the quantum Yangmills field. I could not be sure of this one month ago, but now I can explain it with clear mathematical formulas. My theory."

At the moment of hearing this sentence, Sheng Xianfu’s heart was shocked.

"you made it?!"

If he remembers correctly, about a month ago, Lu Zhou solved the problem of quality gap. How do you even connect now?

Lu Zhou thought about it and said, "Okay."

Although the theoretical physics community has not yet recognized his research on the quality gap, and has not expressed any opinions on his "strong power unified theory", it has no effect on him.

Not to mention that the system has already approved his proof, and given the evaluation of s, Lu Zhou is still somewhat confident about his ability in mathematics.

However, the words "I am it" are careless, but in the ears of Sheng Xianfu, it is like a spring thunder.

Depressing the shock of his heart, he swallowed and continued, "But even... how do you intend to apply this theory to our research?"

Applying theoretical results to solving practical problems is sometimes even more difficult than creating the theory. Especially in the field of theoretical physics, the impact on applied technology is often counted in a hundred years. Even if Lu Zhou successfully unifies strong interactions and electromagnetic interactions, Sheng Xianfu is not very optimistic that he can immediately apply this theory. Solve the problem of miniaturization of controllable fusion.

"This is what I came here to find your meaning," the right index finger gently clicked on the stack of documents on the table. "I need your help to help me verify some of the idealized conjectures at the moment."

Reaching out the stack of documents, Sheng Xianfu looked at the contents of the document with a simple look, and his face was slightly moved.

"this is"

Lu Zhou nodded and said in a serious tone.

“Yes, it’s the “sounding glow” you are studying.”

Regarding the recent research by Sheng Xianfu, Lu Zhou, the dean of the Institute of Advanced Studies, is naturally impossible to know.

Including the information he got from Professor Chen Weizhong of the Jinda Acoustics Research Institute, including several models that he abandoned after designing... These things have always been known.

Regarding the principle of sonoluminescence, there is still no clear conclusion in the field of physics. Several of the theories of manifolds have "air implosion theory" and "chemical bond break theory"... and among these many claims What people are fascinated with is probably the "fusion reaction."

Looking at the incredible Sheng Xianfu, Lu Zhou paused for a moment and continued.

"I know that you have failed many times and even intend to give up... but what I want to say is that your research is not useless, but you have not found a suitable method."

Sheng Xianfu shook his head bitterly.

"I have tried all the trials I can, what else can I try?"

Lu Zhou gave his sight to the pile of information in his hand.

"The answer to this question is not in your hands?"