Faced with such a rare face full of mystery and oriental charm, the female anchor forgot all her sarcasm.

She couldn't help but feel a liking for the young man. Just as the sneer on her lips melted a little, she heard him say something quite unbelievable.

"What did you say?" She asked in a shrill voice after being stunned for a long time.

In contrast to her slow reaction, the audience in the live broadcast room had already started cursing:

[Fuck! How dare he insult Dr. John!]

【He should be burned! He is a heretic! 】

The court shouldn't have let him off because he was a minor! This time, we must send him to jail! Life imprisonment, no release!

"No, no, no, we should throw him into a nuclear contaminated area and let him experience the feeling of his body being slowly eaten away by nuclear radiation!"

Dr. John adopted him and gave him the best education, but he turned his kindness against his will. He is not worthy of being a human being!

[Yellow-skinned pig, lowly person, go to hell...]

Vicious remarks like these instantly filled the chat box in the live broadcast room.

Zhuang Li provoked everyone's hatred with just a few words, but he didn't care at all. He just glanced at the live broadcast room and said nonchalantly, "Come in."

He walked into the dim house first, not paying much attention to the two people standing at the door, nor was he worried that they would turn around and leave.

The female anchor walked in aggressively with her fists clenched, and the photographer followed with a tense face and uncontrollable anger in his eyes.

The images in the live broadcast room began to switch along with the footsteps of the two people.

The screen showed the dilapidated foyer, dim corridors, and mottled walls one by one. General Ford, the Union commander, watching the live broadcast from his computer, quipped, "Without your care, he's having a hard time!"

He was in a magnificent villa, outside a sky tinged with golden sunlight and a lush bamboo forest. The night wind rustled through the treetops, bringing with it a gentle rustling sound, like the gentle whisper of nature.

One can imagine how high the social status of the villa owner must be to be able to grow such a vast forest on resource-scarce Mars.

"I've been looking for him for so long, and it turns out he's been hiding right under my nose." A deep voice sighed slowly.

General Ford personally poured a glass of red wine and handed it to him, whispering, "You can't be soft-hearted this time. If you forgive him again and again, it will only make him worse. To deal with such a person without any bottom line, you should let him go to jail frequently."

"Let's wait and see. After all, he is the child I raised with my own hands." A bony hand raised the wine glass to his lips, but he couldn't drink it for a long time.

There is no doubt that this middle-aged man who has completely lost interest in tasting fine wine is Dr. John.

He is a pure-blooded North American, very tall, with blond hair that has long turned silver due to years of hard work, and his handsome face is also full of traces of vicissitudes of life.

But his eyes were very determined, and he was staring at the holographic screen without blinking, trying to find out what kind of life his adopted son had lived in the past ten years.

Seeing his slightly concerned expression, General Ford couldn't help but sigh.

"You can't let him go this time. We must arrest Zhuang Li! He must pay the price for what he did. You are the hope of all mankind, and you should not be slandered!" General Ford once again stated his position.

Dr. John said the same thing: "Let's see what he wants to say first."

The two of them looked at the holographic screen together, and at the same time, the shaking picture stabilized.

Zhuang Li walked into a spacious laboratory made of silver-white metal and filled with various unnamed instruments and said, "Please take a seat."

He pointed to two metal chairs in the corner.

The female anchor and the photographer stood still, their faces full of anger and vigilance.

Zhuang Li pressed a red button on the control panel.

The female anchor and the photographer quickly stepped back, then rushed forward and asked, "What are you doing?"

However, nothing unusual happened in the laboratory, as if the red button that signaled danger had no effect.

The female anchor and the photographer breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at each other with sarcastic expressions - look, this lunatic is being pretentious again! He really loves to act.

Zhuang Li didn't care about their opinions or attitudes towards him and pressed the green button next to him. This time, there was finally movement in the laboratory.

The metal wall above slowly opened, and several projectors extended out, using their respective light to synthesize a fiery red holographic image.

The female anchor and the photographer took a closer look and exclaimed, "It's the sun!"

Yes, the fiery red star in the picture is none other than the sun, the very sun on which humanity depends. It continuously radiates light and heat, its dazzling brilliance stinging the eyes of anyone who looks directly at it.

But strangely, this high-temperature star, which no one could approach, is now wrapped in five or six metal rings alternately, like a ruby hidden in a hollow pendant.

These metal belts surrounding the sun are the legendary Dyson spheres. They are made up of energy panels connected together, and then continuously absorb the energy radiated by the sun and transmit it back to Mars.

The audience in the live broadcast room were no strangers to this great project that changed the destiny of all mankind. The moment they saw it, they were filled with awe:

[It's a Dyson sphere! ]

So beautiful!

【This is the hope of all mankind! 】

"No, this is a disaster for all mankind." Zhuang Li stared at the barrage on the holographic screen and spoke coldly word by word.

"I warn you not to talk nonsense, otherwise I will tear your mouth apart!" The female anchor's sharp voice stung the audience's eardrums, but everyone cheered for her.

Even the usually serious General Ford chuckled and said, "This blonde girl has a strong sense of justice."

Dr. John stared at Zhuang Li without answering.

Zhuang Li stretched out his pale, slender fingertips and sketched in the air: "Why do I say this project is a disaster? Because the four-dimensional theory that Johann Poincare stole from me is incomplete."

A blank holographic screen appeared in front of Zhuang Li. His fingertips moved quickly across the screen, drawing profound and complex mathematical symbols.

No one could understand what these symbols meant, and the overwhelming abuse and condemnation continued.

But these noisy and malicious voices could not affect Zhuang Li's thinking at all.

He spoke quickly and clearly, "Why do I say this theory is incomplete? Because I was only fourteen years old at the time, and my understanding of the universe was not very deep."

Hearing this, General Ford, who was sitting on the other side of the camera, laughed sarcastically: "He actually said your theory is incomplete and that your understanding of the universe is not profound. Ignorance is truly fearless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden name suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room. It was Chemonov, another great scholar whose scientific research ability was second only to Dr. John.

Chemonov bluntly stated, "If Dr. John's understanding of the universe isn't profound enough, then the rest of us should die of shame! His mathematical theories have opened a window for humanity to a higher civilization, even a higher dimension. He is a true savior. I urge you to cease your slander immediately, or you will be severely punished by law!"

This passage was added with a flashing effect and automatically converted into voice. It was indeed Chemonov's voice, and he seemed very angry.

But even a figure like him couldn't disrupt Zhuang Li's thoughts. His slender fingertips continued to move across the screen, writing out one complex formula after another. These were the fundamental formulas in Dr. John's theory of four-dimensional geometry.

This set of formulas has been verified by scientists all over the world, and the final result proves that it is completely feasible to find a coordinate in three-dimensional space and connect to four-dimensional space through this coordinate.

Zhuang Li is currently deriving and verifying this set of formulas, and the first half is completely consistent with the verification methods of the scientists. This at least proves that his mathematical skills are very strong.

Seeing this scene, Chemonov sighed regretfully: "What a pity, you were originally a good seedling."

General Ford on the other end of the network also shook his head and said, "He does have some real talent, but it's a pity he hasn't used it in the right place."

Dr. John smiled and his face gradually turned pale.

The female anchor had no idea what Zhuang Li was up to, but for the sake of ratings, she didn't interrupt him. The photographer tried to get closer to Zhuang Li several times, but was blocked from the console by an invisible energy barrier.

Obviously, the previous red button was not used for attack, but for defense.

The photographer was a little anxious and quietly touched his lower back with his left hand.

Zhuang Li quickly deduced and calculated on the holographic screen, saying with a half-smile, "So far, this theory seems to be correct. But my thinking was limited at the time, and I didn't realize that in four-dimensional space, the speed of light is not an unsurpassable constant."

"So, the basic formula of four-dimensional geometry theory was wrong from the beginning!" Zhuang Li walked back along the densely packed derivation formulas, stopped at the very beginning, and then gently shook his fingertips to circle out a constant C in the basic formula.

In this formula, C represents the speed of light, and all calculation results of four-dimensional geometry theory are based on c0=299792.458km/s.

Chemonov, who was still urging Zhuang Li to stop immediately, suddenly fell silent.

General Ford smiled sarcastically.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Dr. John's forehead.

The audience, ignorant of science, hurled insults at Zhuang Li, using whatever harsh words they could. They had no idea what was happening.

Zhuang Li crossed out the C in the formula and slowly said, "In my theory, the most important concept is that C is a variable, not a constant. In four-dimensional space, C's speed will change depending on the situation. In other words, four-dimensional beings are not bound by space and time; they can move freely through the vast river of time."

He originally wanted to write out a formula for calculating the variable C, but after drawing half a symbol, he slowly erased it and said coldly, "The theory is only complete after adding the formula for calculating the variable C. It should be called the theory of ascending dimensions, meaning the leap from three dimensions to higher dimensions. It is the key to opening the door to space and time."

At this point, Zhuang Li raised the corners of his lips and laughed sarcastically: "Four-dimensional theory, what the hell is that?"

"Just as in the unified field theory of the universe, two parallel lines will eventually intersect at a certain point. In my theory of ascending dimensions, all different dimensional spaces, even parallel worlds, have points of intersection. They are a whole that is both separate and connected to each other."

"As long as we can calculate these intersection points, which are the coordinates of higher-dimensional space, we can transcend the barriers of time and space and travel to another world. It is based on this theory that you can build a Dyson sphere with minimal materials."

Zhuang Li pointed at the holographic projection of the sun and explained, "To completely enclose the sun, the diameter of the Dyson sphere would have to reach 200 million kilometers, and the amount of material required would reach 2 x 10^27 tons. The total weight of the material required would exceed the total weight of the entire solar system. This is completely beyond the reach of our current level of human technology."

"But we did it! Dr. John did it!" The female anchor immediately waved her fist in rebuttal, and the audience in the live broadcast room also cheered for Dr. John, and then criticized Zhuang Li even more fiercely.

Words like stupid, ignorant, and trashy kept flashing across the live broadcast room.

Zhuang Li walked slowly through the densely packed mathematical symbols and said slowly, "Yes, you thought you did it. The four-dimensional theory that John Poincare stole from me made the Möbius strip and Klein bottle a reality."

"A Möbius strip has only one side, and a Klein bottle has no inside or outside. The Dyson sphere, modeled after these two four-dimensional geometric entities, is significantly reduced in weight, volume, and area, transforming from a fantasy into a massive, real-world structure."

"However, due to an error in the basic formula, you made an error in the selection of coordinates at the 789,509th node in the fifth interval."

Zhuang Li walked to the solar projection, moved his fingertips along one of the edges of the Dyson sphere, and accurately hit the connection point of one of the energy plates.

"The incorrect coordinates cannot withstand the huge shock waves caused by the armature reaction magnetic field. They will eventually collapse one by one, starting from here."

What Zhuang Li said was both profound and incomprehensible, and the audience, who had no knowledge in this area, naturally scoffed at this judgment.

Dr. Chemonov shook his head and murmured, "Son, you should provide evidence. You should write down the formula for calculating variable C and let all scientists verify it. Otherwise, no one will ever believe you."

"Why should I write out the complete formula? What good will it do me?" Zhuang Li narrowed his eyes and asked indifferently.

Dr. John, who was on the other end of the network, breathed a faint sigh of relief. As long as Zhuang Li refused to produce any evidence, everything he had just said would be rubbish.

General Ford sneered, "Zhuang Li's stupidity and audacity are beyond my imagination. Does he think he can discredit you with just a few nonsense words? I'll call the Security Department right away and have them arrest him."

Before the words were spoken, several more glittering accounts appeared in the livestream: Dr. Depp, Dr. Albert, and Dr. Chatman. In the field of mathematics, they are well-deserved masters.

Dr. Depp sarcastically said, "I think your deductions and judgments are completely wrong!"

Dr. Albert rebuked: "Stop embarrassing yourself! You'll never be able to surpass your adoptive father!"

Dr. Chatman was even more direct in his scolding: "Get out of my sight, you ungrateful yellow pig! You've tarnished the word 'scientist'!"

The attitudes of these leading scholars seemed to fully demonstrate that Zhuang Li's previous calculations were nonsense. The audience in the livestream room then launched into a fierce barrage of abuse, pouring every possible venomous word into Zhuang Li's head.

The female anchor switched the dialog box to voice mode and turned up the volume, letting the curse words echo throughout the lab. This kind of mental attack was enough to make anyone collapse.

But Zhuang Li turned a deaf ear to him and instead walked back to the control panel, sat on the soft chair, clasped his hands on his knees, and slightly closed his narrow and long phoenix eyes, as if waiting for something.

Above his head, a display screen suddenly appeared, with a string of bright red numbers flashing on it—00:10, 00:09, 00:08…

"What is this?" the female anchor murmured.

General Ford, on the other end of the network, sneered, "What's he up to? But it doesn't matter. The police will find him soon and bring him back. I will make him stand trial by all of humanity, then lock him in a pod and launch him into the depths of space. In the endless darkness and loneliness, he will realize his mistakes. A savior is not something a mere ant like him can discredit!"

Dr. John curled his lips and advised, "Give him another chance..."

However, before he could finish his words, the holographic projection of the sun underwent a strange change.

The Dyson sphere energy plate that was precisely pointed at by Zhuang Li's fingertips suddenly exploded, and then, with this as the node, pieces exploded and fell off from both sides one after another.

The Dyson sphere, which was originally a whole, broke into countless fragments in just a few seconds and scattered throughout the universe. Some floated away and slowly disappeared, while others were burned to ashes by the flames of the sun.

"The wrong coordinates cannot withstand the huge shock waves caused by the armature reaction magnetic field, and will eventually start from here and collapse one after another" - these are Zhuang Li's original words.

And this sentence is buzzing in the minds of several scientists like a death knell at this moment.

The live broadcast room, which was filled with dirty insults, suddenly became deathly quiet.

The timer floating above Zhuang Li's head reached the end neither too early nor too late - 00:00.