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Chapter 151 Math Trap

After returning to the ground, Zhou Cheng's garage study was much more cramped than before. Two of the four large blackboards were pasted with several engineering blueprints, and there were stacks of books on the table, most of which were related to engineering. category related.

Zhou Cheng stood in front of a blackboard, on which operators and formulas took up most of the space. A large pentagon was drawn on the remaining space, with different operators and numbers marked on the five vertices of the pentagonal rows.

This is a mathematical group theory calculation method, used for the derivation and discovery of elementary particles, and as the basic logic for describing mathematical models of the macroscopic world. Its role is equivalent to the foundation of a high-rise building, and the basic form often determines the basic form of the superstructure.

He had been thinking about this pentagon for a long time. The data on the five vertices was erased and written on again and again, so that a lot of white powder was stuck to his cuffs. Shen Manling's car drove into the yard. These years of intense work and worries had added some traces of time to her face.

"Lao Zhou, have you eaten?"

Zhou Cheng held the chalk in his hand and stared at the graphics on the blackboard and shook his head slightly. Shen Manling walked to the garage and looked at her husband whose sleeves were stained with chalk dust:

"You have been staring at this pentagon every day since before you went to the moon, and now you have hung up a bunch of engineering drawings. I know you have encountered a problem, but you must eat on time no matter what!"

Zhou Cheng sighed and stepped forward again to erase the five characters on the top corners with a brush:

"I really can't understand Liu Chaowen's mathematical model for building a lunar high-energy particle accelerator."

"Is there any discrepancy between the mathematical model and the actual construction?" Shen Manling asked.

"No, the mathematical model he proposed this time is in good agreement with the lunar high-energy particle accelerator, and the explanation about wormholes is also in good agreement. We should be able to find the secret of wormholes through this accelerator." Zhou Cheng replied .

"Then are there any questions?" Shen Manling asked puzzledly.

Zhou Cheng said while writing data on the top corner of the pentagon that had been painted with a white line:

"I built a set of theories based on the mathematical models in Chaowen's previous theories, which can be considered to be somewhat fruitful. The description of the universe in it can completely rule out the possibility of the existence of multi-dimensional space-time."

Shen Manying nodded slightly:

"Yes, I heard you say it. The biggest difference between Chaowen's previous theory and the mainstream m-theory is that Chaowen's theory only adds supersymmetry, and does not need to introduce super-dimensional space to mathematically establish it."

Zhou Cheng finished writing a few lines of characters:

"But this is the latest theory introduced by Chaowen." He pointed to the five-sided figure on the blackboard.

"According to existing experimental results, all known elementary particles theoretically have their antiparticles. For example, the antiparticles of negatively charged electrons are positively charged antielectrons. But under this model, there is always one particle that cannot be derived. Solution to antiparticles.”

"Are you saying that Chaowen's latest theory is broken in symmetry?"

Zhou Cheng nodded:

"Yes, if we describe the macroscopic universe on the premise of symmetry breaking, we must introduce another hyperdimensional space. This is completely contrary to the previous theory. The theoretical model looks like a mathematical trap. It is like an apple tree. A watermelon grew, or a skyscraper was built on the foundation of the tile-roofed house. It was like a shadow in a castle in the sky, appearing out of thin air."

There was anxiety in Shen Manling's eyebrows.

"Didn't anyone else discover such an obviously inconsistent theory?"

Zhou Cheng put down the chalk:

"All of Chaowen's mathematical models only describe surface phenomena. I unify all his mathematical systems myself and integrate them to a more basic level for analysis. Only then did I discover what was wrong.

It is almost impossible for others to find out. I am not sure now whether there is an essential contradiction in Chaowen's theory, or whether there is a problem with my own calculations, or there are other deeper reasons."

There is nothing Shen Manling can do about her husband's anxiety. The only thing she can't worry about for her husband is the field of theoretical physics.

"I heard from people at the space center that you had an accident during your last space launch. Chaowen was in coma again?" Shen Manling asked.

Zhou Cheng was startled, with a mysterious look in his eyes:

"Chaowen said a very strange thing to me before he fell into coma. Judging from his eyes, he didn't say anything confusing, but the words themselves were very confusing."

"What did he say to you?" Shen Manling asked.

Zhou Cheng looked at his wife with deep eyes:

"He said intermittently, 'There's something wrong with the pentagon.'"

Shen Manling was stunned:

"What...what does this mean?"

Zhou Cheng looked back at the pentagonal pattern:

"I don't know either, but I feel it may be related to this su5 group theory mathematical model. But I can't find the problem. I'm also planning to go to the High Energy Particle Center in Sichuan again to meet Chaowen and Lao Liu .See if I can learn anything."

"When Lao Liu came here last time, didn't he say that Chaowen's personality had changed a lot?" Shen Manling's face was filled with sadness.

Zhou Cheng shook his head:

"Honestly speaking, from my perspective, apart from feeling that Chaowen's character is a little colder and more paranoid than before, I really don't feel anything unusual about it. I also asked my other students at the High Energy Particle Center what they thought about it. Liu Chaowen's evaluation is that he is cold, paranoid, but capable. But he hasn't been with me for a long time, so it's hard for me to judge."

Shen Manying sighed:

"That's right, whether it's in past history or contemporary times, none of those famous scientific giants has anything special except for academics. Didn't you, Old Zhou, have been nicknamed by others before?"

Zhou Chengyi waved his hand:

"Hey, don't talk about it. By the way, I watched the launch of your 'Windmill' project with Commander Song at the space station this time. The design is wonderful. Have all six detectors been put into orbit?"

A trace of anxiety flashed in Shen Manling's eyes.

"Two of the six detectors collided with each other when they were launched from the 'Windmill'. The other two detectors were damaged and lost contact as soon as they separated from the 'Windmill' impeller due to excessive launch overload. . Of the remaining two, one of them was unable to enter orbit because the angle of launch was too large. Only one entered orbit as planned."

"Such a low compliance rate?" Zhou Cheng asked.

"They are all emergency products. There is no way. Even for the one that successfully entered orbit, the orbit speed did not meet the design requirements and the orbit accuracy was also very poor. The planned encounter with the spore group in 420 days was simply impossible to achieve." Shen Manling said.

"No wonder Commander Song said that not conducting large-scale on-orbit detection of spore groups is not entirely a matter of investment."

Shen Manying nodded solemnly:

"Yes, a distance of seven or eight astronomical units, more than seven years. For us, on-orbit detection is too far away and time is too tight. Now we can only bite the bullet and improve planetary defense."

Zhou Cheng said worriedly:

"All mankind has no choice but to bite the bullet and push forward."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Cheng looked back at the pentagon whose top corners had become blurred due to repeated wiping. He always felt that Liu Chaowen's secret was hidden under this mathematical model.

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