Chapter 328: The Movement of Creation

Yang Xiao was stunned. He didn't expect this young man to be in the same field as him.

"During my studies, I often read your papers, especially your discussions and hypotheses on the relationship between the soul and magnetic fields. I agree with your views very much..." Chen Ling shook Yang Xiao’s hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you here."

"Just a few humble opinions." Yang Xiao was a bit embarrassed. "If there's a chance, we can discuss it properly... Were you also invited by Dr. Lu?"

"No, my hometown happens to be here in Shennongjia. This time, they asked me to be a guide."

"What a coincidence?"

"Yeah..."

Chen Ling immediately changed the subject and looked at the female doctor behind him. "This is..."

Yang Xiao finally came to his senses. Meeting a young man who could resonate with him in this tense and unknown environment made him a bit too excited, to the point where he forgot the female doctor was still on the side. Fortunately, she didn't seem angry, just quietly watching this scene.

"Su Zhiwei." The female doctor shook his hand.

"What a poetic name." Chen Ling smiled. "You don't look like a scientist, but more like a poet."

Chen Ling’s compliment made the female doctor smile slightly. "Thank you for the compliment. Many people have said that."

"I wonder which field Dr. Su is researching?"

"String theory."

"String theory?" Chen Ling was confused.

If Yang Xiao’s magnetic field theory was still within his understanding, the three words "string theory" truly exceeded his cognition... What is that for?

"String theory is an unproven hypothesis that can be used to explain all interactions in the world." Yang Xiao seemed to know something about it. "String theory believes that the basic elements that make up the world are not point-like particles such as electrons and quarks, but very small, line-like 'strings.' The different vibration modes of these strings determine the properties of different basic particles... If this theory is true, it means the contradiction between 'Relativity' and 'Quantum Mechanics' will be merged, becoming the true unified theory of the universe."

Chen Ling was confused by what Yang Xiao said. After all, he wasn't a real scientist and found it hard to understand the meaning.

"Have you ever played the guitar or the guzheng?" Su Zhiwei asked.

"I've played the guitar."

"Then you can understand it as this world being composed of guitar strings... When we pluck the strings, they make different sounds. These sounds of different frequencies are the microscopic particles we know today, such as electrons, photons, neutrinos, and quarks... In other words, particles themselves do not exist; they are all performances of 'strings.'"

"It can even be said that the reason the universe exists is because countless 'strings' are playing a movement of creation."

Hearing this, Chen Ling finally understood. He looked at Su Zhiwei in shock. After all, this theory sounded very far-fetched and imaginative to him, but it was precisely the way physics explored the world... The universe is a movement of "strings." This theory, like Su Zhiwei’s name, gave science a mysterious poetic quality.

After Yang Xiao came into contact with the Red Star fragments, he was able to fully control his own magnetic field theory and even talk to souls... If Su Zhiwei became one of the Nine Lords, what would her ability be like?

Chen Ling knew too little about string theory to imagine it for the time being, but he could be sure that this ability would be quite powerful.

Just as he was about to ask for details, hurried footsteps sounded from outside the tent.

"The rain has let up. Put on your biohazard suits, gather, and get ready to leave!"

Someone shouted outside. Yang Xiao and Su Zhiwei stood up at the same time. Through the lights of the tent area, one could see that the rain was gradually easing, but the wind was still howling. The dim mountains in the distance seemed to be waiting for their arrival.

Chen Ling saw Yang Xiao starting to rub the corners of his clothes unconsciously, sweat already seeping from his hands. This young scientist, who had almost never left the laboratory, couldn't hide his nervousness at this moment.

A hand patted Yang Xiao on the shoulder. He turned back to look.

"Dr. Yang, don't be nervous." Chen Ling smiled. "With me leading you today, I guarantee you will return safe and sound."

"...Thank you." Yang Xiao felt a warmth in his heart and nodded slightly.

Soon, military personnel brought three biohazard suits and taught them how to put them on. The other researchers were also putting on their clothes in their respective tents, their expressions extremely grave.

Just then, an argument came from outside the tent.

"No... I didn't agree to take risks!" Dr. Wu, with his slightly curly hair, stepped back into the rain, his expression somewhat panicked. "Old Lu, you told me at the time that it was just an accompaniment and that I could meet other friends, which is why I came! You never said there might be danger!"

"Old Wu, calm down. There won't be any danger this time. It's just a meteorite fragment, not an alien UFO. You don't need to go carry a gun and fight... Our protective suits can resist bacteria, germs, and radiation. It's very safe."

"No... why did you call me for this kind of thing? I, Wu Tongyuan, am just a mathematician; I don't understand physics at all... You are all leaders in your respective fields. Why look for a layman like me? To be a mascot? I can't help at all!" Dr. Wu scratched his head, seemingly completely unable to understand Lu Xun’s arrangement.

Lu Xun wanted to say something more, but Dr. Wu waved his hands repeatedly.

"Forget it, forget it, Old Lu. I'd better go back. Even if I go with you, I'll just be a burden... As for meeting friends, can we hold a mixer next time?"

Seeing this scene, surprise appeared in Chen Ling’s eyes.

It seems that experiencing it personally is different from hearing stories from Dr. Yi. He didn't expect such an episode to occur before the Nine Lords set off... This also made Chen Ling realize that the Nine Lords before him were no longer flat piles of colors in photos, but living people with their own personalities and philosophies.

Lu Xun looked at Wu Tongyuan helplessly. After hesitating for a moment, he still walked up and whispered something in his ear.

Wu Tongyuan was stunned and looked at Lu Xun suspiciously.

"Old Lu... don't you try to trick me?"

"We've been friends for so many years, am I that kind of person?" Lu Xun sighed. "I'm doing this for your own good... Think about whether you want to go or not."

A struggle appeared on Wu Tongyuan’s face. He looked at himself, then at the pitch-black, wind-and-rain-swept mountains in the distance, and finally gritted his teeth.

"I'll go, I'll listen to you!"

"Put on your protective suit and get ready to leave."

Wu Tongyuan soon returned to the tent to put on his protective suit. The other researchers also brought their respective equipment and walked straight toward the distance with the military personnel... After walking just two steps, Lu Xun seemed to think of something and turned back to look at the eight people behind him.

"It's not easy for everyone to get together this time. Going to explore that fragment can be considered sharing weal and woe... Before we set off, let's take a group photo as a souvenir, shall we?"

Seeing that no one had any objections, Lu Xun asked someone for a camera. During this time, the eight researchers stood consciously in front of an off-road vehicle, their movements and expressions somewhat stiff, seemingly having no enthusiasm for taking photos.

Lu Xun held the camera, looked around, and handed it to Chen Ling nearby.

"Director Chen, could you please take it for us?"

Chen Ling looked at the camera in his hand and stood frozen... But he quickly nodded.

"Okay."

As Lu Xun joined the group, the positions of the nine people began to adjust. Chen Ling held the camera, half-squatting, aiming at the nine people in front of the off-road vehicle. They were each wearing protective suits, holding exploration equipment, and looking neatly at the lens.

The wind and rain blew up their clothes and wet their faces, but they all endured it without blinking.

"A little to the left as a whole, right..."

"Dr. Yang, your shoulder is a bit hunched, adjust it slightly."

"Okay... I'll count three, two, one, everyone smile."

"Three... two... one."

"Cheese."

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