The beautiful and terrifying scenes that appeared all over the world caused an uproar in an instant.

Some people accused this abnormal large-scale astronomical phenomenon because of the environmental damage of developed countries, while others believed that this was an abnormal reaction caused by the outbreak of a supernova. Later, they wrote a popular science fiction novel: "The Supernova Era".

More than five other terrorist organizations also declared responsibility for the matter, claiming that it was the result of their experiments with new weapons of mass destruction, and saying they would launch a strike that would "shock the universe" on one or several countries in the near future - unless they provide food assistance to the organization.

Some other sects claim that this means that the end of the world is coming, and as long as the believers pay atonement money to the leader, they can avoid being judged when the end of the world is coming, and be taken to the ideal kingdom and escape from all suffering.

However, these rumors are only circulated among ordinary people, and few people take them seriously.

Because it seems that it is just an aurora after all. The explanation from the forum is that due to the large-scale outbreak of sunspots, the solar storm may have increased unprecedentedly, so high-energy particles completely enveloped the earth and triggered this phenomenon.

The official also released news through various channels at around 7 o'clock in the morning to explain the abnormal aurora phenomenon that occurred around the world. The results are similar to those circulating among the people, but the heavyweight scientists who participated in the program interviews were all heavyweight scientists. They looked tired and their eyes turned blue, and they were obviously busy all night.

No matter what, this has somewhat accommodating the hearts of most ordinary people. Now it is the Spring Festival, and people will always subconsciously force themselves to think about the better, so that something that seems to have nothing to do with them will not affect the most important festival of the year.

Therefore, on the second day, most people still chose to visit relatives and friends and play cards and chat. As for what happened the night before, it was used as a topic of conversation. In the eyes of many people, this year's Spring Festival is quite dramatic, and even a festival worth celebrating - after all, most people rarely see aurora in their lifetime.

But it is only for ordinary people.

Now in a factory in Pingyang City, a black and thin middle-aged man is calling the same number for the ninth time.

This factory seemed to have been abandoned before, but someone cleaned it up again and repaired the damaged glass doors and windows. Some weird-looking instruments were placed in the center of the site, with wires densely spreading on the ground, making it almost difficult to find the place to get off the ground. However, there was finally a small open space in the west - a single bed was placed there. The sheets and quilts looked dirty, and the owner also added a cotton coat to the quilt. It seemed that the quilt was too thin and had to keep the cold in this way.

There is a large table beside the bed, which looks like a machine tool or something, and it is rusty. However, now there is a layer of newspaper on it, with unwashed dishes, chopsticks, cups and plates, and a pile of book and paper. It is full of dense numbers and symbols - symbols that only the owner of the paper should understand.

The warehouse is cold but not wet. Because there is a milky central air conditioner on the east side. This is the only new and clean thing in the house. It now controls the temperature of the room to three degrees above zero, which seems to be the best temperature required for some instruments to work.

It seems that everything in this room has to compromise and concession with the operation of those instruments, even the master is no exception.

The master is the lasting curtain.

Now he held his phone in his ear, muttering to himself, listening patiently to the beeping in the microphone.

Hard work pays off. After six rings, the phone finally answered.

There was a man with a slightly tired voice over there: "Hey? Lao Shen, what's wrong?"

Chen Gu immediately shouted: "Is it right? Is it right? Is it right? Is it right? Is it right?"

These four unintelligent words seemed to make the man opposite stunned. Then they understood what he was referring to, and then responded vaguely: "Well, okay, hehe, I'm a little busy now, let's talk back."

"Don't wait!" Chen Mu said immediately, "I watched your TV interview - it was all nonsense! What sunspots, I made it very clear before. I had predicted it was a tide! The tide is coming! This shows that my theory is correct! Do you know the prospectiveness? Foresight!"

This sounds quite rude, but the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be used to it or could not help. He had to smile: "Well... maybe you are right. But..."

"So I need information! The information from your laboratory! The information about the cosmic background radiation in the past half month, the ups and downs of Benin particles and virtual particles, I need to verify it!" He shouted excitedly, clattering the phone, "Send it to me quickly, I will do the experiment in a while!"

At this time, the person on the other end of the phone finally became a little impatient: "I said Lao Shen, you know this is impossible. I can't tell you the information of that level. Besides, your prophecy... There are at least four theories that can roughly explain this time, and your theory is not the only one that is correct."

He sighed again: "I heard that you have been tidying up your virtual particle bubble accelerator for a while - listen to my advice, if you bring sponsorship, you will use the money to do something meaningful. Your theory has also been said before by Mr. Su, it is a castle in the air, everything is based on assumptions, and now there is no clear fact to verify. Take a step back and say, even if you make it out and be self-consistent, so what? There is no use in any field at present!"

Unfortunately, the words he said did not listen to at all. The sunken curtain stared at him and couldn't wait to interrupt him: "I just want information, can you give it to me?"

The person on the other end said, "No. I really can't do anything."

The hand of Shen Gu was trembling a little: "Then I will give you money, I will give you ten thousand yuan, you can sell it to me!"

The other party seemed angry and snorted: "Old Shen, why are you so ridiculous! Am I doing it for money?!" He hung up the phone after saying this.

Chen Mu was stunned, widened his eyes, took off his glasses and threw them on the table, and raised his hand again, as if he was planning to throw his phone out. However, after hesitating for a while, he had no choice but to sit back on the bed and kick the table in front with his feet, shouting like crazy: "I won't give it to me! Why don't I give it to me! I won't give it to me if I give you the money!"

He kicked the table for a while, then yelled a few more times, and suddenly he was like a deflated ball. He then opened the phone screen and pulled the phone sheet until Ying Zhaoran's item.

But after reading for a while, I still couldn't get it out.

He could not imagine that he had to sit on the bed and stare at the scribbled paper on the desktop.

Another laptop was half open with the screen, and something seemed to be flashing. He looked at it for a while before lifting it open, and saw a portrait on QQ flashing. It was a woman's avatar, with five messages left. The curtain frowned slightly and clicked it.

The message was just as he imagined, asking himself if he had any difficulties recently.

"Follower..." He murmured impatiently, moving the mouse over to close the dialog box. However, the pointer accidentally clicked on the input box, so another message came over there: Is it there?

He hesitated for a moment and tapped a few words with two fingers: Very busy.

Then the dialog box is closed.

In his opinion, this woman didn't know what she was thinking. She lived near the factory, named Zhao Jin, and was alone. When she just rented the house, she was impatient to clean it by herself, so she asked the owner if she would pack it up. But the owner said that this was not within the scope of her responsibility, and suggested that if he wanted to clean it up, he would go to the red brick building across the street to find a woman named Zhao Jin.

This woman is a housekeeper, but she also takes care of this kind of work and the price is very low.

So the old man found her. At that time, he had just sold two houses in his family. He felt very rich and impatient to bargain, so he offered a price of 200 yuan. The woman agreed happily, and then spent three days cleaning the workshop of hundreds of square meters and changing into new doors and windows - all of which were made by her alone.

Chen Mu simply thought that this woman was very capable, so when she made a mess here, she paid for her to clean it. Although people who knew him around him thought he was unreasonable, this woman didn't seem to think so.

When she entered the door the second time, she saw the instruments that were moved in by the sunken curtain, and realized that the dark and thin man, who was not very good-looking, might have a great knowledge. When she asked again, she couldn't help but feel respectful - he was a scientific researcher or a university professor.

This woman has never come into contact with any scholar in her life, and she feels that the things on the screen that are on the instrument display screen are mysterious, and every jumping character shines with an indescribable deep light.

So after that, she seemed cautious when entering and leaving the factory, and occasionally asked with a look of admiration what Chen Gu was studying. Whenever this time, the depressed and unsuccessful man would show a proud and disdainful look on his face and said lightly: "Unified quantum theory. You don't understand."

She felt that this man looked like the king of the world.

Another thing happened later. When Zhao Jin was doing housekeeping, she accidentally broke an antique vase in someone else's house and promised to compensate as soon as possible. However, she tried her best to make up enough money and was found by the creditor.

At that time, Chen Mu called her to clean up the room. When he heard the panic and anxious tone and scolding on the other end of the phone, he learned about this.

In fact, the vase is only worth more than 700 yuan, but it is already a considerable amount for Zhao Jin. Chen Mu spent half an hour having supper in the factory, and walked to Zhao Jin's house when he went out to buy cigarettes. At this time, the creditor was already quarreling and almost smashed her house.

So Chen Shu took out 700 yuan from his wallet on the spot and sent away the angry creditor.

Zhao Jin never expected this man to do this, and stood there for a long time.

However, Chen Mu only felt that this woman was familiar with the environment in the laboratory and was very sensible. When she encountered her problems, she would quietly keep silent, and even knew to help herself put the experimental materials back in place - if she was in jail for 700 yuan, Chen Mu didn't know if she could find such a smooth cleaner.

But after that, Zhao Jin's attitude towards him changed slightly.

When Chen Mu sat in front of the door and relaxed, she would say a few common words. Sometimes when she made dumplings or buns at home, she would pack them and deliver them to Chen Mu.

Of course, it is impossible for Chen Gu to spend time thinking about why a woman who lives alone often makes dumplings, and it is filled with round and full of meat fillings.

More than a year has passed, and the curtain fell into a dilemma. Scientific research is a bottomless pit. When this kind of research is a personal behavior, it will be even more terrible. The cash obtained from selling two houses could have guaranteed that he would live his life without worries about food and clothing, but it only lasted for a year in this regard.

As a result, his financial situation became very difficult, which made him even more irritable. He was now left behind in the work that was not very concerned about in the university. The students flew to the Academic Affairs Office like snowflakes. Ordinary people might have been dismissed long ago when they did this, but due to the hindrance of his relationship with the Ying family, the school board finally gave him some weakness. Finally, he decided to transfer him to the administrative department and no longer participate in teaching. However, he earned less, and even went to the principal's office to argue a few times.

However, most people have long been accustomed to his absurd actions, and at most they just sigh a few words when talking about him - a genius who had such a flexible mind in the past, once he went on the wrong path, he became a psychopath.

In fact, most geniuses are a little nervous, but it seems that the depression has become more and more serious due to the pressure of reality.

He eventually became a completely lonely man. Some friends and colleagues in college had achieved success and fame, but he was getting worse. Later, some friends who tried to help him lost confidence in him and let him die.

At this time, the only person who really cares about him was Zhao Jin. She paid 500 yuan to solve the urgent problem, and often brought him unsourcing but quite delicious meals when he was hungry.

Such days lasted for three months, and even the slowest people should realize something.

However, Chen Gu continued his career tumultuously and never bet on anyone else.

In his opinion, this woman looks good and is not very old, similar to herself. She is from a rural area and married into the city. However, her ex-husband is just a vendor, died of illness and has not even a child. The woman has been widowed for five years and has been relying on her own strength to make a living.

But in his opinion... he was just a fool after all. After graduating from junior high school, he didn't even know what unit the speed of light was, let alone any common language.

Such a woman should find someone to get married while she is not old. What should she do if she is pestering herself? Do you think the equipment in this room can be sold for hundreds of thousands of yuan for her?

He has always had confidence in his mind, but not in his appearance. Therefore, he does not believe that this woman will have any special emotions - not to mention that he has the surname Chen.

How could it be possible to marry such a woman?

It was this complex emotion that made him feel a little annoyed when he saw Zhao Jin's avatar. After turning off the dialog box, he turned off the computer. Before walking to an instrument, he was stunned at the jumping numbers on it.

But those are all small things... they are just small things.

The sunken curtain said to myself in my heart. I have devoted myself to this cause long ago.

A group of foolish men and women...how do they know what the meaning of going to the aurora last night? He silently recited, tides, tides... This is the tide that my theory predicted.

A theory constructed purely in mathematical way supplemented by a small number of factual observations - ignorant people say this is a castle in the air without basis and without evidence support...

Ridiculously, is there any evidence to prove that 1 is 1, not 2? The entire mathematical building is built on several extremely fragile inferences and assumptions! And what about the modern scientific system supported by the mathematical system? If your own theories are castles in the air, what can those be!?

He felt that his thinking spread again - just like he had experienced countless times before, he suddenly entered the country of fantasy. An unimaginable amount of information was presented one by one in his mind, numbers and symbols passed by their eyes at the speed of light, and were captured by his thoughts one by one. The complex calculation process only requires one thought to be completely untied, even if the hundreds of digits after the decimal point are as clear as lightning. One huge array of data after another is arranged in a square array in his thinking space, and then only one thought can be cross-interacted, and the ideas he proposed are verified again and again under the guidance of thinking.

It is precisely because of this that he rarely uses computers.

This is something that Chen Mu has always been proud of - he disdains to use artificial machines that are far inferior to his thinking ability. He also believes that only giant machines can barely match him.

It seemed that the hard life made his mind more sharp and sober. This time, he felt that his thinking speed was faster. In fact, he had a similar feeling these days - his thinking ability was getting stronger, slowly but significantly stronger. He almost no longer needed any assistance, but could complete the most complex data processing in his mind.

God helps me too.

A quarter of an hour later, the sunken curtain escaped from that dreamy state of thinking.

Then he stood there and spent half an hour sorting out the derivation results he had just obtained.

The next moment he turned around and rushed to the bed and grabbed his phone number, dialing the previous number. But the other party's cell phone was turned off, so he called the person's office landline again.

After waiting ten minutes, the phone finally answered. He ignored the other party's anger and shouted loudly: "I will have an aurora in a month. Do you believe it?"

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I wrote it late today, so I didn’t add too many. I will make up for the 7000 words slowly. In order to automatically subscribe to these hundreds of digits~~~ (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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