Under the scorching light of stars.
In the center of Wanwu City Square, Tiejian stood tall and told his research in detail.
He explained in great detail how the temperature of a hot star soared, how its vibration frequency became abnormal, and what principle led to the deduction that a sickle star would collapse, and tried to make it as easy to understand as possible.
But the actual feedback disappointed him.
Ordinary people care about the end of the world, but they don’t care whether it’s true or not, they just watch it for fun.
Tielianhuan looked around. Because of his fame, there were huge crowds of people gathered around him, but few of them really cared about the future of the tribe.
Someone asked loudly: "When will the book be published? I will definitely buy it. It seems very interesting."
"However, this type of subject matter has long been overwritten. I suggest adding some more interesting content."
"Professor Tie shouldn't need to sell books this way! Is this a special mission from the temple? Don't worry, we'll do our best to cooperate."
Tiejian was silent.
He found that no matter how simply he spoke, his fellow tribesmen around him were never able to truly listen.
Everyone seemed like a frog in a boiling pot, and only he tried to jump out, but was unable to do so.
Looking up at the sky, the red hot star was once the hope of the Scythe Tribe, but now it is a disaster.
Before he could continue preaching, a Scythe Knight dressed in black strode over and showed a document to Tiejian.
"You are suspected of publicly spreading pseudoscience and have been formally arrested by the Temple. Professor Tie, I apologize."
Tiejian had nothing to say and could only follow him away.
…
Inside the car, Chen An shook his head as he watched.
"The temple has constructed a huge spiritual network, and it is extremely difficult for Tiejian to break through this network."
Fei Yi was moved: "Brother, can we help him?"
"How do you help?"
"We have already taken control of the entire network and have made the relevant information completely public and will not allow it to be deleted."
Chen An chuckled. "You think too simply. It's not that they lack the means to obtain information, but their minds are too severely constrained. Let alone preliminary research, even if the world were to end tomorrow, they wouldn't actively seek a way to escape, but would instead pray for divine protection."
Chen Anke was very familiar with this pattern, as there were many of them on Purple Star before.
"Oh, in this case, Iron Scythe won't be able to achieve its goal at all."
Chen An: "Actually, even if he convinces everyone, what good will it do? The Scythe Tribe's aerospace technology is too weak, and flying out within five months is almost impossible. And even if they build a spaceship, who can get on it? The issue of quotas alone is enough to drive the various temples into war. So in my opinion, Iron Scythe is doing useless work. But what's interesting is that the more he does this, the more obvious his light cone becomes, which shows that it is in line with the historical process."
After chatting for a while, Chen An turned his attention to the interior of the train and performed some daily operations.
For example, understand the changes in passenger levels, assign them simple in-car tasks, or pay attention to the growth of some special passengers.
"Soto suggested that Xia be appointed as the vice president of the Institute of Physics. Is that reasonable?"
Xia is the daughter of Sliven. She has been immersed in various researches for more than a thousand years and has made outstanding contributions to the development of basic science.
In the application, Soto praised Xia highly, saying that she had surpassed himself.
【This application meets the requirements】
"Okay, I agree. To what extent have you deconstructed the technology of the Shenwu tribe?"
[Seven percent has been completed, and it is expected to reach 29% within a hundred years. This is the current limit unless the technology tree is completed.]
"Completing the technology tree requires basic disciplines. Soto and Xia are very important. Are we short on manpower?"
There are many scientists on board, but most of them are researching weapons or biology, and few are willing to devote themselves to studying basic science.
[Reminder: We have held many awards ceremony for scientists, but basic science rarely gets rewarded.]
"Yeah?"
Chen An checked the records and found that it was indeed the case.
For example, the Institute of Mathematics has only won more than 20 awards so far, and the levels are not high.
“It’s mainly because it’s too difficult to produce results. And even if there are results, they are deconstructed from other technologies.”
After thinking for a while, Chen An decided to add exclusive benefits to basic science to encourage more scientists to participate.
"Also, when awarding prizes in the future, try to keep the number of prizes in each field fixed, so that the first few research centers can't take all the prizes."
There are a lot of complicated things to do every day, but Chen An is used to it. He just needs to handle them with Fu Yao's help and he is in a good mood.
As for Tiejian in prison, his mood was at its lowest point ever.
He was imprisoned in the most severe prison in the temple. There was no trial, and no one came to rescue him. He was just imprisoned like that, and the environment was not bad.
But Tiejian did not give up. He carved on the wall with his sickle and continued to analyze and calculate.
"If the world works together to build spacecraft, we can build ten in five months, each carrying 500,000 people, and rescue 5 million people."
"But from now on, every day of delay will mean 30,000 fewer people will be rescued."
The calculation results made Tiekan feel very uncomfortable.
He called out to the prison guards frequently, but even though the electromagnetic waves in his body were disordered, there was no response.
The days passed one by one.
Half a month later, his wife Kara picked him up from prison, and he was not in a good mood.
"The high priest said you might have been bewitched by the Temple of Doom. Fortunately, your condition isn't serious. You should recover after six months of recuperation."
"Tello and Lydia were gossiped about at school and had to stay home temporarily."
"Honey, cheer up, okay? You weren't like this before."
Tiejian nodded slightly and went home numbly.
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