The lectures over there are still going on.

In the not-too-small manor that was used as the base of the School of Intuition, Chen Feng's body has left, but his spirit lives on, inspiring and motivating everyone who stays here to make their own efforts in a way that is misunderstood or ridiculed by the world.

In fact, when being ridiculed as a waste, everyone in the School of Intuition is not really without any emotional fluctuations.

But they chose this path.

With less than a year left, they don't plan to turn back.

They expect anyone present to come up with a useful result before the decisive battle.

Even just one result would be good.

At least this can show that the efforts of thousands of other people are not really meaningless, but it is just a pity that they failed.

They have more than one regret.

Today, we finally invited our spiritual leader.

But this spiritual leader did not share his method of controlling intuition as everyone expected, nor did he say anything encouraging.

He is a genius, but he is more independent than any other intuitive school present.

His pace is so erratic that the intuitive scholars, who are already erratic, are unable to catch up. The

intuitive scholars do not understand why Chen Feng chose to adjust his research direction to history, just as others do not understand why they would abandon serious theoretical and practical research and instead pursue the intuition that is infinite and far superior to the sand in their hands. They did not

get the recognition of the spiritual leader, just as they did not recognize Chen Feng's archaeological project.

Everyone left unhappily, which was a pity.

But no one present wavered.

The intuitive scholars did not blame Chen Feng in their hearts.

Perhaps that was the correct answer.

True intuition may be the fleeting inspiration that cannot be summarized in words, but can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words.

Just like the uncertain electron in the 20th century and Schrödinger's cat before the box was opened.

Time is still ticking.

The school stewards gathered at another table next to Dr. Mathilde.

No one talked.

Some people lowered their heads to read books, while others closed their eyes and deduced their own projects in their minds.

Some people occasionally have the urge to pick up a piece of draft paper or go back to the laboratory for verification, but countless failed attempts in the past have made them restrain this meaningless thought.

Before getting the final answer, if you use paper and pen, or conduct actual verification, it will no longer be intuition, and you will return to the shackles of past research, and what awaits you is the pain of failure again.

In such a sad and peaceful atmosphere, Chen Feng returned to the venue again.

Someone saw him, and a smile gradually bloomed on his face, wanting to say hello to him.

Chen Feng raised his hand slightly, pressed it down, and signaled others not to make a fuss.

He silently lowered the brim of the hat "borrowed" from Old Man Dong, put his hands behind his back, and walked back into the venue.

But he did not go to the center, but strolled around the edge of the manor.

Everyone was very serious and worked very hard.

Some people with black hair had white hair growing on their foreheads at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those who were meditating or immersed in discussions had very strong brainpower.

Chen Feng thought these people were a little funny.

But in a way, they were still great.

Such selfless, worldly, and focused efforts, even if they were destined to fail, were still heroes.

From this point of view alone, no one, including Chen Feng, had the qualifications to laugh at them.

Even Dong Shan, who always denounced the School of Intuition as rubbish, was thinking about how to coax these people back to the right track.

"Everyone, I have something to say."

Chen Feng walked around the venue and returned to the table and chairs where the deacons were sitting.

Everyone looked up at first with confusion and trepidation in their eyes.

After all, not long ago Chen Feng wanted to get someone to accompany him in studying history, and everyone was quite unsure.

"President Chen, please say." The deacon who was responsible for receiving him stood up.

Chen Feng looked around and said, "Let me tell you why I didn't encourage you."

"Why?"

"Your intuitive deduction can't succeed." Chen Feng said, "I understand your determination, but it's meaningless."

"Huh?"

Facing the confused and angry crowd, Chen Feng smiled, "You all misunderstood a little. The intuitive deduction I use has never been my own wisdom. Meditation like you do is impossible, and the theoretical basis cannot support it. You are all researchers, you should understand."

"But Dean Chen, you still succeeded."

"Yes, then tell us what to do?"

Chen Feng smiled, "What is your level of genetic awakening compared to mine? Who among those present has the highest level besides me? How much?"

The steward immediately looked at Mathilde, "Dr. Mathilde is the highest. Our average is about 32%."

Chen Feng shrugged, "This is where you will never be as good as me. Before you reach my level of genetic awakening, you will never understand the true potential of human beings! The reason why I can use intuition to deduce is because there are tens of thousands of multiple personalities in my brain! My brain can accommodate so many personalities!"

"As long as I want, I can even create a new personality for myself at any time. Tens of thousands of me, together for the same project, deducing from different angles, and finally, my main personality will summarize all the deductions of the secondary personalities to form my answer and accurate inference. This is how I proved the existence of the particle."

This whole set of lunatic rhetoric was taught to him by the old cunning Dong Shan.

Chen Feng himself felt that he was insane and only a lunatic would believe it.

But the amazing thing is that after listening to him, these intuitive scholars in front of him actually believed it quickly!

It seems that Dong Shan really understands the thinking mode of these younger scholars better.

They are originally between lunatics and geniuses.

They believe this cruel fact and recognize their own "incompetence".

The despair filled the entire conference hall in an instant. Even Dr. Mathilde, who had been meditating quietly, opened her eyes.

"No wonder."

"Alas, it's my incompetence. I'm sorry for the cultivation of society. I've wasted too many resources."

"I...but what can I do? I really can't do it. I can't do it!"

Some people wailed and squatted down with their heads in their hands.

The spiritual leader personally cut off the last straw of life, and finally made these scientists, whose willpower was much stronger than that of ordinary people, degenerate to the point of collapse.

Chen Feng had no expression on his face, only sneered, and said loudly: "What? Are you giving up now? Think about Dr. Lai Wenming, think about those martyrs who faced the threat of S bacteria, retreated again and again, but still did not give up the struggle!"

To treat a terminal illness, drastic medicine is needed. Chen Feng does not intend to be a gentle and caring mentor.

"I understand, so what do you mean, Dean Chen?"

The first calm deacon asked.

Chen Feng stretched out his finger and pointed around the entire venue.

"I know you are all in trouble. I came back here to save you. I have told you what to do to succeed. I also know that you can't keep splitting yourself into secondary personalities like I did. But that's not important. Now, I want you to do another research that is no less meaningful to mankind than the particle research! This research is all-encompassing and is related to almost everyone present here. No matter what kind of research you have done before, your past knowledge can become part of this system."

When Chen Feng said this, some people already vaguely knew what he was going to say.

Dr. Mathilde's heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, "Now, I want you to set up a new project team! The research content of this project team is the nature of the gravitational wave field! Human development of the curvature engine is stuck here. Our research on wormholes, superluminal speed, and shielded space that can suppress the speed of light is actually stuck here!"

"Gravitational interaction is the first basic interaction that we humans come into contact with, but it is also the most profound interaction. Studying this can advance our understanding of the unified force field. Even if we still cannot reach the level of controlling the unified force field in the end, with this as the core, we can still extend infinite possibilities of application."

"I want to integrate the wisdom of all of you. Just like I control my countless secondary personalities. Your thinking must also achieve a high degree of coordination and unity, and then under the guidance of the consciousness of the intuitive school, move forward side by side, only then will there be a slight possibility of success! Do you understand?"

The huge manor was silent.

His words were not only heard by the people here, but also by other members of the intuitive school spread across the Science City and all over the world.

This whole set of words was naturally taught to him by the old man Dong Shan, who was a master of research, a real scholar, and a standard old man.

To summarize the ideas that Dong Shan gave to Chen Feng, it is basically to give these people a major project that is meaningful, valuable, and has a bit of metaphysics, and requires the collective efforts of countless people.

For today's human beings, in addition to the particles involved in Ou Qinglan's research, the most suitable research is the nature of the gravitational wave field.

As early as the beginning of the 21st century, human beings first came into contact with gravitational waves.

But until a thousand years later, human beings' understanding of gravitational waves has only become more and more in-depth, but they have never really explored the bottom and thoroughly cracked the nature of this basic force.

Human beings can already use gravitational wave fields, but their research on them is still not in-depth enough. Among the three basic interactions, gravitational waves are still the least studied technology, and we only know the results but not the reasons.

It is everywhere, seemingly superficial, but in fact it is so profound that it seems to exceed the capacity limit of the human brain.

In this field, human research is like constantly drawing bigger circles.

But the bigger the circle is, the more contact it has with the outside blank, and the more humans feel ignorant and lost.

Before Chen Feng appeared, humans' research on the control of antimatter was in almost the same situation.

Now Chen Feng has directly jumped over the most difficult and almost impossible threshold in the field of antimatter, and he has begun to try to lead another group of people to impact another impossible threshold.

"Okay! I'll join!"

The first person to express his opinion was Dr. Mathilde, who was unexpected but reasonable.

Then, followers gradually gathered and responded.

Chen Feng was very satisfied with this state.

He added, "Actually, I was planning to let you take the lead, Mathilde. I will not be a member of the project team, and I will leave it to you. My guidance to you on the spiritual level will also end here."

"Of course, I will still make my contribution in terms of knowledge. My own so-called archaeological project is also deeply related to gravitational wave research."

Chen Feng was preparing to add his own agenda to the old man Dong Shan's tactics.

Old man Dong thought he could fool and convince Chen Feng, but he was wrong.

The only one who could convince Chen Feng was himself.

"I can infer the existence of the particles involved, not only because I understand the universe and quantum, but also because I am familiar with history. I analyzed some of the motives of the invaders from history. So now we have to trace the origin of gravitational waves, so naturally we should start from the 21st century."

"I need some people to help me re-study and organize the technological development process related to the 21st century, and extract some key information from it."

"As I said before, we have to turn history into a scalpel in our hands to dissect the future. Therefore, I hope that some people who have made achievements in the field of history of science and technology can join my project. I never do meaningless projects. I have put aside my prejudice against you. You should also put aside your prejudice against me."

Chen Feng said, turned around and left.

His voice floated again from afar.

"I will wait for you at the flowerbed of the School of History at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."