Chapter 775 Birth, Aging, Sickness and Death Should Be Human

Since Johnson & Johnson's experiment was successful, Professor Glaunster and his experiment have been in the whirlpool of public opinion. For a while, the hot topic even surpassed the BFR rocket that is heading to Mars.

There are many opinions on the debate about human cryopreservation technology, but the attitude of most ordinary people is against it.

Even though it might provide a possibility of survival for terminally ill patients, the cost of keeping a cryogenic unit running for decades is, by any measure, unlikely to be affordable by the average person.

If such a technology is destined to only serve the upper class, and the resulting social costs have to be passed on to the "awake people", then the bottom people seem to have no reason to support its existence.

A certain Dutch performance art painter even drew a satirical oil painting about this, placing the mummy frozen in an ice coffin on the throne, and a group of servants in suits and ties knelt down to it, holding a group of servants in shackles. Ragged slaves. It means to satirize those rich people who try to enjoy the glory and wealth in the future, just like the pharaohs thousands of years ago.

A North American sci-fi writer even described a dystopian society ruled by a group of ice coffins who would never wake up, and servants who never wanted their master to wake up.

In that dystopian society, people live a life of extreme poverty, social development has stagnated, and classes have solidified to the point that it is almost impossible for a person to achieve class leapfrogging through his own efforts, because the vast majority of wealth is monopolized in those "immortals". lords” and their servants.

Although in a sense, these viewpoints are all one-sided, the problems caused by them have indeed attracted the attention of many insightful people.

The question of whether the technology is unethical is rife with debate both inside and outside academia.

However, at a time when public opinion disputes continued, a major event happened.

Just when everyone was criticizing this technology, the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study quietly established a research group on human cryogenic technology, and invited Liu Zuobing, director of the Laboratory of Cellular Low Temperature Medicine, Institute of Basic Medical Sciences, PLA General Hospital. Professor, as the project leader.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately caused an uproar internationally.

It’s fine if it’s a small shrimp, but where is the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study?

That is the cradle of controllable fusion technology!

The birthplace of the Xiangrui aerospace plane!

The most important thing is that the dean is Professor Lu, who presumably approved the research...

Many people who opposed this technology faintly felt something was wrong, especially those fanatical opponents of human body freezing technology, who panicked a lot.

Nima!

The subject that Professor Lu is following!

What if this is really researched? !

Although Lu Zhou has never shown any extraordinary talent in the field of biology, and the articles published in the past have not involved research in this area at all, but no one can guarantee that there will not be any in the future.

After all, Lu Zhou has created too many miracles.

Not only that, some people even keenly recognized the name of Professor Liu Zuobing, who is the leader of the research group, and pointed out that he had seen it in the citation of Professor Glaunster's paper...

All signs indicated that Lu Zhou didn't seem to be joking, but really planned to solve this problem.

...

Inside the Economics Department building at Princeton University.

Professor Angus Deaton, who was sitting in the office, took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose with an angry face, and slammed the newspaper in his hand on the table.

"It's unbelievable!"

Standing on the opposite side of the desk, Professor Witten smiled and took a sip of tea, and said gently.

"What's the matter? My friend."

If five years ago he was only partly bald, now there is only a beard left on his head.

There is no way, time is not forgiving.

Born in 1951, he is now over seventy years old, and has reached the age where he should count the days.

Especially in the past two years, after his old friend Professor Attia failed to challenge the Riemann Hypothesis, he closed his eyes calmly not long after, which touched him very much. By now, he has largely lived a semi-reclusive life in Princeton, rarely as active as he was a few years ago.

"I don't understand why Lu Zhou would do such a thing! With his wisdom, it is impossible not to think of this!" Angrily complaining, Professor Angus took the computer from the side, opened the mailbox, trembling Fingers tapping on keyboard, editing mail.

Seeing the excitement of his old friend, Wei Teng said with a smile.

"Don't get excited, my friend, we are not young anymore, watch your blood pressure."

"But—, anyway...I have to stop him!"

Gently put down the teacup in his hand, Wei Teng thought for a moment, and then said.

"Maybe... he also has his own difficulties?"

The fingers typing on the keyboard paused slightly, Angus frowned and looked at Wei Teng.

"You mean... the Chinese government forced him to do this?"

"That's not true, the only thing that is unlikely!" Edward Witten smiled, and after a pause, he continued, "He is a very independent person, and no one can force him to do anything he doesn't want to do. What he is willing to do. Similarly, once he has made up his mind, no one can stop him."

Angus was silent for a while, then slowly took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and leaned back tremblingly on the chair.

"Then based on what you know about him, why did he do this?"

"You are wrong. I don't know him very well. Even when I was in Princeton, what I knew about him was that he was a very talented scholar." After a pause, Witten continued Said, "In contrast, Professor Fefferman knows him better and admires him a lot. And I... agree with Professor Fefferman's point of view to a certain extent, and also think that he is a worthy of respect. scholar."

With a bit of irony, Professor Angus said angrily, "Even if he is using his knowledge to do some wrong things?"

"Who can say well about the future? It may not be politically correct to say so, but I don't think cryonics technology is as bad as you think?" Professor Witten smiled, "Even if the worst invention is not Worse than a phone call, isn't it? Young people these days don't like to express romance with love letters."

Angus shook his head and said, "You don't understand."

Wei Teng said with a smile: "Do I really understand economics? Maybe it's because of the limitation of my scientific thinking? But I think we are all mutual, just like me who can only use mathematics to study physics in your eyes. Like an old stubborn, in my eyes, what is the difference between you who study those crude and unaesthetic mathematical models?"

"That's not a shoddy mathematical model, but a phenomenological model that has been carefully checked! It objectively reveals the objective laws of human social activities to a certain extent," Angus raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, " If you look down on those things, why not try to get a Nobel Prize back with your own mathematical model?"

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the space between his brows, Wei Teng joked, "Oh...you have given me a problem. I might have to wait until the cryonics technology allows me to go to the future. If I can live to that day."

"Eternal life means eternal death, my friend, it is not a bad thing to accept the end of life calmly," Professor Angus continued, taking a deep look at Witten, "I know Sir Atiyah's death It's a big touch for you, but we're all going to have this day and it's nothing to worry about."

"I don't want to discuss this issue with you," Wei Teng said with a smile, "Since you have something to say to him, why don't you meet him and talk to him face to face? Every time you talk to him I can benefit a lot from chatting... If it wasn't for the doctor's suggestion that I should try to avoid flying as much as possible, I would still go with you."

"Hehe, that's exactly what I mean!"

After closing the computer, Professor Angus stood up from the office chair tremblingly and walked towards the door.

Seeing his old friends leaving the office, Wei Teng smiled and shouted.

"Remember to say hello to Professor Lu for me, and just say that his old friend misses him very much, and play cards together when he is free!"

There was no response from outside the office.

It seems that Professor Angus has gone far.

Wei Teng shook his head with a smile, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, and slowly stood up.

"Time is a thing that loses one second every second. Why didn't I notice it before..."

Muttering to himself, his eyes drifted out of the window, looking at the turtledove on the branch cleaning its feathers, and suddenly said something without beginning or end.

"very nice."