Chapter 1219 Teach Them a Lesson

An invisible cloud hangs over the IMCRC.

Almost everyone's mood was affected by this incident.

At the same time, some believers from all over the world who believed in the spirit of the universe disguised themselves as tourists and began to gather in Shanghai in an organized way, protesting in front of the IMCRC headquarters building.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, when the situation was perceived to be wrong, the crowd had already blocked the nearby streets.

Standing at the gate of IMCRC, these tourists from all over the world put up a series of slogans such as "protest", "stop the experiment", "murderer", and various portraits full of performance art to protest the IMCRC. experiment.

Such group incidents naturally cannot escape the eyes of reporters from major media.

Before the police force had finished gathering, a BBC reporter mixed into the crowd with a microphone in hand, stopped a protester who was nearly 60 years old, and asked questions.

"Hello, what are you protesting about?"

The beard almost stood on end, the old man said angrily. "Isn't that obvious enough? The IMCRC must now! Now! Stop their madness! Shut down their experimental facility on the moon for good!"

Smelling big news, the BBC reporter immediately put the microphone under his nose.

"Crazy? What crazy?"

The old man's face was flushed with anger, and he spoke aloud emotionally.

"Collider! Damn, isn't what they're doing in Europe out of the ordinary? Don't think I haven't seen the news. They once used a collider to create a small black hole underground at the junction of France and Switzerland! Now they're making They built a bigger one, and even moved it to the sky...Finally! They created a more terrible trouble than a black hole!"

"A more terrible trouble?" The BBC reporter opened his mouth, and soon his expression became serious. "You mean, a more terrible trouble than a black hole?"

"Yes, they released substances that do not belong to this world from the void, but that belongs to the territory of the spirit of the universe! Originally, our civilization was in a corner of the Milky Way, and no one noticed ours like ants Existence. But now, they have stretched their dirty hands into the territory of our Lord bit by bit, trying to disturb the sleep of our Lord with their ridiculous experiments!"

"This is disrespect to the spirit of the universe! This is a blasphemy against the great consciousness!"

BBC reporter: "Excuse me... what is the spirit of the universe?"

The old man said angrily: "I can't explain it clearly to you. You should learn about the great forerunner——Professor Garrett Milo's enlightenment brought to us by his life!"

"And now, we're going to stop these thugs!"

...

Apparently, the protester didn't realize who was actually being rude.

Almost at the same time as the old man was being interviewed.

The IMCRC press conference just ended, and a group of people poured out from the back door of the venue.

Holding the microphone in her hand, a lady with blond hair quickly followed behind Professor Wilczek, asking questions relentlessly.

"Hello, Dear Professor Wilczek, as a Nobel laureate, how do you view the protest against the IMCRC physics experiment by those who claim to be believers in the spirit of the universe?"

Impatient to be asked, Wilczek finally stopped and looked angrily at the reporter and the man carrying the camera behind her.

"How do you see it? How else can you see it besides standing and watching?"

"When we were in Switzerland, before every experiment, we had to take the trouble to clean up the garbage under the orbit, and then our engineers could always catch some idiots who were desperate to expose themselves to strong radiation environments. Thank God, the people of Huaguo repaired the collision on the moon, which really saved us a lot of trouble!"

"At least, we don't have to risk suffocation at any time, playing hide-and-seek with a bunch of idiots in the tunnel of the collider!"

The blond female reporter frowned and said in a bad tone. "Sorry, may I take it... that you're saying that those protesters are acting very stupidly?"

"Is there another possibility?" Professor Wilczek spread his hands and laughed angrily, "Why is there no Chinese in the protesting team? I'm not joking, I'm very serious Suggestion, those idiots should really find a quiet place to receive elementary education."

Chasing away the reporters who were chasing after him, Wilczek returned to his office angrily and slammed the door.

But at this moment, he suddenly found that there was another person standing in his office besides himself.

"Professor Lu?" Eyebrows raised, looking at Lu Zhou standing by the window, Wilczek asked, "When did you come, and you didn't say hello to me in advance."

"About ten minutes ago," looking away from the crowd outside the window, Lu Zhou casually pulled up the blinds by the window and looked at Professor Wilzek ​​standing at the door, "Your assistant told me that you will be back soon , so I was invited here to wait. How is it? Did the reporters make things difficult for you at the press conference?"

"Make things difficult? Haha, that's not called making things difficult, that's called torture. I really suggest that you should sit there for a while and listen to what stupid questions they ask!"

Throwing the hat on the hanger, Wilczek sat down on the sofa, cursing angrily, "Did they really understand Garrett Miro's paper? Look at those people Asking for something, suspending the experiment? If Garrett Miro was alive, he would be pissed off at their stupidity."

Lu Zhou: "That's not necessarily the case, maybe this is exactly what he expected."

Wilczek froze slightly, his brows furrowed.

"……What's the meaning."

Lu Zhou: "I read his paper and blog from beginning to end."

Professor Wilczek couldn't believe it: "You actually finished reading that kind of thing."

Lu Zhou: "I think it's impolite to draw conclusions without understanding."

"That depends on whether it's worth it or not," Vilzek ​​obviously disagreed with Lu Zhou's statement, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of black tea, took a sip to moisten his throat After that, continue talking.

"Speaking of which, how are you preparing for your research?"

Lu Zhou: "It's done."

The tea he just drank almost didn't spit out. Professor Wilczek put down the teacup in his hand and stared at Lu Zhou with wide eyes.

"Fixed? Done... I mean, you figured it out, where the hell is that puffy mass coming from?"

"That's right."

Looking at Professor Wilczek who was so shocked that he was incoherent, Lu Zhou smiled and said, "Since I already have free time to stand here and brag with you, isn't it enough to prove this point?"

Wilczek was just about to ask where the more inflated mass came from, when he saw Lu Zhou standing by the window suddenly cast his gaze aside.

"Can you get those people out there?"

This question startled Wilczek.

It's not because of the sentence itself, but because he didn't realize until now that besides Lu Zhou and him, there was actually another person standing in this office.

I don't know if it's his old eyesight that's dizzy or something, but he doesn't feel the slightest bit!

"Wait for about two minutes, and the reinforcements will arrive," Wang Peng looked at his watch. "Of course, if you wish, we can also drive away the crowd at the door now."

Lu Zhou nodded and said, "Since the reinforcements are already on the way, let's wait until they arrive. By the way... Among the crowd, remember to stay with the most noisy leaders."

Wang Peng: "No problem, what are you going to do?"

"I don't plan to do anything," Lu Zhou said with a faint smile, "I just want to invite them to a physics lecture."