Chapter 154 Limit Expressions
Chapter 154 Limit Expressions
The researcher, who had been shouting just moments before, now seemed to have his throat tightly gripped.
One hand froze in mid-air, eyes wide, lips trembling wildly, unable to utter a single syllable.
Although he wasn’t a top mathematician, he could tell that the derivation process on the wall was beyond the reach of ordinary people!
"Here..." Su Hao spun his wrist sharply, "there is an unavoidable intersection."
However, at that moment, a soft "sizzle" sounded, and the pen tip left a dry, blank mark on the glass!
I probably wrote so frantically that I ran out of ink.
Just as Su Hao's frantic movements abruptly halted due to this physical limitation, a calloused hand silently reached out from the side.
Leonard, who was originally standing at the back, had silently walked to Su Hao's side like a ghost at some point.
This Nobel Prize-winning physicist, at this moment, was like the most devout apprentice, handing over a brand-new writing pen with both hands.
"Use this one."
Leonard's voice was extremely low, as if he were afraid of disturbing some kind of divine miracle that was about to occur!
Su Hao didn't even turn his head to see who handed it to him; he simply took the brand-new writing pen.
Without any pause, they began the final refinement of the entire astonishing theory!
"Whoosh—"
With a final, heavy stroke, a new formula symbolizing the perfect unity of physics and mathematics was written with extreme precision, as if sculpted, in the very center of the glass wall.
It was a beautiful limit expression that made you want to kneel down and worship it.
Using the most rigorous mathematical language, it reveals without reservation the absolute intrinsic connection between the argument of the Riemann Zeta function and the phase difference in quantum physics, a connection deeply buried in the depths of the universe!
At the end of the long string of calculations, Su Hao paused.
"Whoosh."
It brought to a big close.
After finishing the last stroke, Su Hao finally stopped what he was doing.
He stood there quietly, his hands hanging down naturally, gazing silently at the equation he had written down himself.
One minute...
Five minutes...
Ten minutes...
The underground laboratory, which was originally noisy due to the roar of machines and the movement of people, has become so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
It was so quiet that the only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing of the twenty-odd people present, which they were trying to suppress but still sounded like broken bellows.
At this moment, all the researchers, engineers, and students, as if frozen in place, focused their gazes—filled with awe, fear, and even worship—on Su Hao's back.
Several young researchers wanted to go forward to see what was going on, but Leonard suddenly turned his head and scanned the entire room with an almost threatening and fierce look.
He squinted, raised an index finger with an extremely stern expression, and pressed it firmly against his lips.
"Shh-"
He was warning everyone: If anyone dares to bother this ancestor at this time, I'll fight them to the death!
Just when the atmosphere was at its most oppressive, Su Hao's hand, which was hanging by his side, moved again.
Moreover, this time, his writing speed was significantly twice as fast as before, and his brushstrokes were even wilder and more aggressive, almost like wildly wielding a long sword on glass!
Looking at the ever-expanding geometric structure on the wall, which seemed like a miracle, Professor Whitman, who had been painstakingly following the computational logic, finally broke down completely.
An undisguised look of horror appeared on the face of this mathematical giant.
His cloudy eyes widened, his wrinkled fingers trembling as he pointed at the formula, his voice hoarse and strained like a broken bellows:
"This...this direction of derivation...could it be...geometric phase?!"
The moment he uttered that word, several knowledgeable scholars around him felt a sudden chill run down their spines, gasped in shock, and their pupils dilated violently.
Geometric phase?
That ghostly imprint in quantum mechanics?
Only then did Su Hao, whose fervor had gradually faded and who had regained his rationality, slowly turn around.
He looked at Whitman, who was covered in sweat, and answered in an extremely calm tone:
"Although they do look somewhat similar, unfortunately, they are completely different in nature."
This phenomenon occurs because it involves instantaneous and discontinuous transitions.
As he spoke, Su Hao turned around, picked up his pen, and casually drew a few circles around the core formula.
One, two, three.
The movements were light and casual, yet they seemed to carry an overwhelming pressure, making everyone present feel breathless.
"The quantum completely disappears in a state of chaos, which is the absolute instant at which you believe it vanishes—"
Its topological structure within phase space has undergone a transformation that is imperceptible to ordinary people.
Immediately afterwards, Su Hao drew a visually striking arrow next to the circle.
It was an arrowhead that was connected end to end and intertwined.
It clearly exhibits a trajectory that is like a Möbius strip, endlessly looping and wildly twisting!
"To give an analogy, it's like how, in that extremely brief instant, some incredible overlap occurred between dimensions."
Su Hao drew his final conclusion.
Upon hearing this statement, which sounded like something out of a science fiction novel, Leonard stared wide-eyed for a few seconds in disbelief.
He then gasped sharply, unable to suppress a dry laugh that was a mixture of extreme astonishment and utter disbelief:
"Ha...hehe...this is utterly absurd! Utterly absurd!"
The old luminary who had dedicated his life to empirical physics was now filled with disbelief.
His decades-long academic beliefs are now fiercely resisting this violent conclusion that is enough to overturn the existing edifice of physics.
"Su Hao! You're a genius, I admit it!"
But no matter how ingenious a theory may be constructed on paper, if it contradicts real-world experimental results, then it's a pile of garbage! It's wrong!
Faced with the questioning from this titan of physics, the surrounding students shrank back in fear.
However, Su Hao showed no panic whatsoever; instead, he nodded in strong agreement.
"Absolutely right. It's a famous quote from Richard Feynman, and I wholeheartedly agree."
Therefore, given that it cannot be definitively proven in the real world, I am also extremely reluctant to introduce the multidimensional space hypothesis. But…”
At this point, Su Hao's tone suddenly changed, and his eyes sharpened:
"Professor Leonard, I have indeed obtained conclusive observational evidence in this laboratory!"
These words caused an uproar in the room!
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