Chapter 207: Chapter 166: The Greatest Folk Scientist in Historyl
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In Nora Camp’s office.
Harrison Clark stands in front of the holographic projection while Nora and Martha sit on the sofa, looking like attentive students.
Nora is curious while Martha looks fierce.
Clearly, she doesn’t think Harrison Clark has any valuable insights.
Harrison waves his hand and brings up Martha’s research report in the holographic projection.
Skipping a bunch of incomprehensible formulas, Harrison goes straight to the conclusion.
He points to the line and says, “Researcher Martha Owen, about your report, I want to give you a clear answer. Your conclusion is correct, there indeed exists a method.”
“What rubbish! Do you need to tell me that? Or else, would I have spent so much time and effort on this project?” Martha snaps back.
Harrison chuckles, “Don’t be impatient. I’m also telling you another thing, you can discard the first inference. At least for now, there is no need for, and there’s no method of energy infusion. Even if we poured all the electricity obtained from the Dyson membrane, we still couldn’t make an antimatter bomb that could be used for war.”
Martha glances at him, “Show me your arguments and your reasoning process. Real science is rigorous; pseudoscience directly provides conclusions.”
Harrison:”…”
This situation is awkward.
He doesn’t understand Martha’s formulas at all, let alone provide a reasoned process.
He looks to Nora for help, “Assistance Nora Camp, please help me out by shutting up this troublesome student so she doesn’t interrupt me. Otherwise, I can’t teach this lesson.”
Nora actually follows his request and covers Martha’s mouth.
Seeing her best friend turn traitor, Martha quiets down.
“If energy infusion is useless, what’s the method? It’s precisely what you mentioned: a type of enzyme or catalyst. I’ll tell you what this medium is…”
Martha wants to interrupt again.
She probably wants to ask him how, where’s the evidence, and what’s the exact process of energy transfer and mass-energy conversion when the medium drives the transformation of matter to antimatter.
Luckily, Nora restrains her in time.
“The medium is a particle! Its mass level is even lower than glueballs, which are standard bosons. How much lower?” Harrison asks himself, “Perhaps two or three mass levels lower.”
Martha can’t take it anymore, springs up and says, “Are you joking with me? Are you messing with me? Are you talking nonsense?! Impossible! We’ve studied all the preon and superstring theories. We’ve also deduced particles at a lower level, but there still isn’t any fundamental particle that can facilitate the conversion of matter and antimatter without consuming energy.”
Harrison squints at her, not understanding preons or superstrings. He doesn’t want to think or explain any logic because he can’t.
He just wants to skip the problem-solving process and give the answer directly.
“What if I tell you there’s a way to create this particle? I even named it: the Particle-related.”
This time it’s Nora’s turn to interject, “Relic?”
“It’s Par-ti-cle-re-lat-ed! Assistant Nora Camp, please respect the classroom!”
“Alright, alright, continue.”
Martha, beside them, is on the verge of an explosion. She feels Harrison is ruining her scientific knowledge.
She never thought she’d work so hard to prepare a lesson only to end up with a pseudoscientific student; it’s a stain on her life.
“Go ahead and tell me how to make your Particle-related. If you don’t give me some tricks, I will not spare you today,” she demands.
Without panic, Harrison counters, “What do you think is the most complex and intense quantum change in our Solar System in the 31st century?”
Martha: “In my mind, it’s the thought of killing you, but soon, it will become your skin.”
Harrison nods, “Yes, the fifth-grade biology textbook clearly points out that human brain activity is a continuous quantum storm. Although the energy level is low, its complexity is comparable to the entire Milky Way galaxy. My theory is that by adopting effective methods to guide the quantum storms generated by our brains, gathering them at one point, we can create the Particle-related I mentioned.”
“Stop making up nonsense!” Martha breaks free from Nora’s control, “What have you learned from reading so many books? I’m talking science with you, but you’re talking fantasy. Your ideas are simply related to idealism and feudal superstition from a thousand years ago!”
Harrison doesn’t look away, “Have you ever thought about whether my argument is theoretically possible?”
“Unprovable possibilities are superstition!”
Harrison points to the sky, “Can you write the energy transfer formula for the Solar System Barrier that’s over our heads? Can you prove why it’s so stable and strong?”
Martha is silent.
You can’t, because it’s beyond human understanding. But it’s there, over everyone’s head. You don’t understand it, but it objectively exists. Is its existence a superstition?”
Harrison continues pressing, “Can you explain the evolutionary principle of S Bacteria? We’ve conquered S Bacteria, but we’ve only conquered its appearance.. We still don’t understand why the evolution process of S Bacteria contradicts the cosmic laws we know! So, is the existence of S Bacteria in our history an illusion? Are the antibodies in our bodies an illusion? The sickness I had a few days ago, is that an illusion?”
