There's something wrong with me

Chapter 210 Zhang Feng, Who Sets the Tide of an Era

Professor Lin is a leading figure in the province's mathematics community and has even published a paper in the province that has sparked some reflections.

Zhang Feng had also heard of him; he was very capable, having basically reached the level of 'Mastery of Elementary Mathematics', and could be considered as a potential candidate for the data center.

"I had something to do this morning."

Zhang Feng thought about it for a moment, then took out his notebook and placed it on the counselor's desk.
“I’m studying these things this morning.”

"What are these?" The counselor asked curiously, flipping through the pages and looking at a few more, only to find that he couldn't understand them at all.

Although he was only a beginner in mathematics, he could understand some of the mathematical formulas.

However, the synthesis of superconductivity and Z1 involves materials science, energy science, and electrical engineering.

And even if it is related, it is a theoretical structure far ahead of this era.

The technology in the real world, compared to what was before the Extraordinary, represents a completely different technological leap.

In addition, the advisor is a mathematics major.

Therefore, he was completely clueless about the specialized knowledge and element synthesis of these disciplines, as well as knowledge that was completely cross-disciplinary.

It's like humans on Earth suddenly seeing an alien spaceship from a science fiction movie.

This is a new technology that is simply incomprehensible.

And then in the next second.

The counselor was very angry, completely disappointed in Zhang Feng, and also wanted to know why the good student Zhang Feng was skipping class and why he was bringing out these strange things.

Has something happened?

Don't say it's because the pressure of studying is too great and it's damaged your brain.

If that were the case, he would have committed a grave sin.

But they were all men, and he was a teacher, so he couldn't bring himself to ask in a gentle tone.

And it was precisely because of his appearance and temperament that his classmates gave him the nickname "Baldy".

"Teacher Chu, please don't be angry."

"Xiao Feng might be feeling unwell, which is why he was delayed..."

Meanwhile, the other teachers, seeing that the counselor was angry, also offered a few words of comfort.

They had met Zhang Feng, a good student, a few times and had a good impression of him.

Good students are popular everywhere.

When Zhang Feng saw that the instructor was angry and realized that he couldn't understand it at all, he no longer felt surprised that he would figure it out himself. Instead, he said frankly:

"Thank you for your concern, teachers. I am not sick."

The reason I didn't go to class this morning was because I was in my dorm researching superconductivity and unlimited energy technologies.

As Zhang Feng spoke, he picked up a few notebooks from his desk and shook them slightly.
"I've already written it down."

“You…” Originally, it would have been better if Zhang Feng hadn’t brought up these things.

But at this moment, as Zhang Feng finished speaking...

Upon hearing Zhang Feng's words, the counselor could no longer contain his anger and stood up abruptly.
"When did you learn to lie?"

The counselor didn't believe it at all, even though he had seen it, because he couldn't understand it at all.

"Superconductivity?" The other teachers in the office looked at him with surprise when they heard Zhang Feng talking about this so seriously.

"Student, let's not even talk about whether you've figured out superconductivity yet," a teacher said with a smile. "Just tell me, what is superconductivity? What are its properties?"
I saw the label on your notebook: superconductors with temperatures ranging from -150 to 5000 degrees Celsius.
Do you think this joke is funny?

“It’s good that you’re working hard on your research.” Another teacher suppressed a laugh and said calmly, “Being courageous in putting things into practice and participating in solving global problems is also a very good thing.”

But... don't aim too high!

“Teacher Li’s statement is incorrect,” another older teacher said. “It’s good that students have creative ideas; we shouldn’t interfere with their enthusiasm.”

The teachers in the office didn't believe that a young student could research room-temperature superconductors and unlimited energy.

Moreover, at this moment, Zhang Feng opened the notebook and turned the page.

They also looked at the book, which was completely full of scribbled characters, just like the Taoist priests performing rituals on TV.

Are we really hoping to develop a 'super room temperature' superconductor from these scribbles?
It would be more accurate to say that these are cultivation techniques that allow them to cultivate and form a golden core.

Zhang Feng hadn't expected that not a single person in the room recognized its value.

It's basically impossible to use them to contact senior professors or experts at the university.

After all, science is very rigorous and serious.

Without any certainty from them, they rashly took Zhang Feng's notebook and gave it to a very authoritative person in their field.

That's right, of course it's good.

If you make a mistake, it will be incredibly embarrassing, and it could also be seen as insulting or offending someone.

Although they thought highly of Zhang Feng, they didn't want to bother their seniors with a theory of dubious veracity just for the sake of someone they admired.

"I look forward to you discovering superconductivity."

But there was also a teacher who encouraged students to do research.

Science progresses through positive action.

Even the teachers who had previously teased Zhang Feng were encouraging him in jest.

However, some teachers shook their heads and chuckled, feeling that Zhang Feng might actually have some mental problems.

In order to explain why they skipped class, all sorts of arguments about superconductivity and infinite energy came out.

Isn't this a joke?
"Your student is interesting." Some teachers felt that Zhang Feng was a talented person and said to the guide:
“When he skips class again, call him over and let’s see if he can come up with a way to mass-produce superconductors.”

"That's not possible right now." Zhang Feng answered honestly when the teacher asked.

"With current technology and energy production, to achieve superconductivity, we must first lay down ordinary Z1 solar cells and bring the entire civilization into the solar energy era."

Otherwise, the construction of global production lines and the upgrading of factories alone could bring down the entire energy-related system.

This is not alarmist; it is an indisputable fact.

"Goodness..." A middle-aged teacher was taken aback, then chuckled and joked, "Students like to talk about the imperial court in the dormitories. We teachers all know that, because we were students once too."

But now your advisor is scolding you. How can you talk so boastfully in such a serious setting?

Zhang Feng, you are a good student. In the eyes of us teachers, you shouldn't be so impetuous.

As he spoke, a look of concern appeared on his face.

"What's been going on with you lately? Is it because of too much academic pressure?"

"Forget it." Zhang Feng saw that no one understood, and he knew that this was the real case of 'forcing growth by pulling up seedlings'.

"Advisor."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he looked at the still angry counselor and said very seriously, "Could we invite Professor Lin over? I'm not joking."

Today I saw how kind the teachers were to me, and how much the school had been kind to me, so I really want to bring some honor to our school and have the school report it on my behalf, rather than me personally.

You can also consider this kindness as a cause and effect.

"You're getting more and more absurd," the middle-aged teacher waved his hand, not wanting to persuade him any further, and was even preparing to call the school doctor.

"Zhang Feng, what's wrong with you?" The counselor was no longer angry, but instead showed a rare expression of concern, carefully examining Zhang Feng's eyes.

"Holy shit..." his roommate muttered, feeling that Zhang Feng's current state was a bit 'terrifying'.

Imagine a student confidently and assertively stating that he has not only developed superconductivity but also infinite energy.

This is extremely unrealistic.

Even in slightly more serious TV dramas, they wouldn't dare to film it like this.

Zhang Feng's current disruptive theory, like Einstein's theory of relativity, was initially met with skepticism.

It's even more serious than Mr. Ai's case.

This is tantamount to saying that I alone can change the underlying structural logic of an entire civilization.

When Zhang Feng saw that a teacher had started contacting the school doctor, he took out his phone and dialed the police.

No one reacted when they saw Zhang Feng making a phone call.

When the call was answered, Zhang Feng immediately said, "I am Zhang Feng, a third-year student at Hengsheng University."

Currently located on the third floor of Teaching Building No. 4, facing south, in the third office.

I have discovered superconductivity, and I need technical protection and a channel to submit my findings to higher authorities.

I will stand by my words. Please dispatch officers immediately, or send relevant personnel to take over.

Having said what he needed to say, Zhang Feng hung up.

Even afterwards, they made special arrangements, so I didn't need to say anything.

Of course, if you don't believe me and say you made a false police report, then as long as someone comes, that's fine.

What Zhang Feng needs now is for officials to come so that they can have more detailed face-to-face discussions.

However, the teachers and roommates all looked at Zhang Feng with curiosity.
"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

"Zhang Feng, don't do anything foolish."

To everyone else, Zhang Feng is becoming increasingly abnormal.

Zhang Feng didn't want to say anything, nor did he want to demonstrate his absolute strength in overclocking by 100%.

Since the goal is to pursue a scientific path while also engaging with the official line, one must conceal their true strength to avoid arousing suspicion from others.

Because of his own science, he could explain it as his many years of secret research.

However, revealing one's abilities before they exceed the limit is not beneficial.

Furthermore, I don't want to establish myself as a cultivator here, because I want to vigorously promote science and technology and achieve specialization.

Thirty years of dedicated technological expertise have paved the way for the interstellar era in reality.

In particular, this world is a heavy industry, which has triggered an uncertain 'disaster that could destroy the planet'.

If we promote everything now, pushing Earth's industry to a higher level, it will very likely accelerate the occurrence of disaster.

The first priority now is to get to the upper echelons as soon as possible, then mobilize resources to find the source of the disaster. Zhang Feng has already planned it out.

Therefore, the teachers expressed their confusion and concern.

Zhang Feng chose to remain silent, waiting for the information from the police to see if they would believe him.

If it's not necessary, Zhang Feng doesn't want to send out the email addresses of all the big professors and experts, or to do a live stream and let the superconducting technology leak out.

While this is faster, there are too many uncertainties.

Because the research and production of superconductivity is very dangerous.

They are no less unstable than small nuclear power plants.

Without unified planning and supervision, and with individuals and organizations conducting research privately, serious problems are bound to arise.

Zhang Feng especially wanted to directly create a superconductor to show them, as this would be more effective.

However, the laboratory conditions within universities are not suitable for the synthesis of certain trace elements.

Zhang Feng recalled visiting some professors' research labs, but their equipment was at best state-level, not world-class.

Superconductivity and Z1 require the precise assistance of world-class instruments.

And at the same time.

Inside the alarm center.

When the operator received Zhang Feng's call and heard what superconducting research was about, he was somewhat puzzled.

After all, there are quite a few false alarms in the daily routine.

Furthermore, scientific research and alarm reporting seem unrelated, right?

But considering that the other party was a student and might have encountered something, he used a 'sOS signal' like 'superconductivity'.

Finally, she quickly and responsibly contacted nearby police officers, reported Zhang Feng's location, and advised the caller that they might be encountering some problems and not to call unless absolutely necessary.

then.

Within minutes, two police officers patrolling near the university arrived at the university gate.

They walked around, looking around, and saw that there was nothing wrong.

The security guard didn't stop them and let them in directly, but then contacted the director.

They also followed the police officers to the teaching building where Zhang Feng was located.

Only seven minutes had passed since Zhang Feng called the police.

at the same time.

Just as they were preparing to go upstairs to investigate.

Zhang Feng and his advisor came out from the corridor on the third floor.

Accompanying them was a kind-looking school doctor who kept comforting Zhang Feng and asking him about his daily life.

"I like to peel oranges before eating them; I don't like to eat them with the peel on."

While answering these pointless questions, Zhang Feng looked around at his surroundings.

When they saw the police officers preparing to come upstairs.

Zhang Feng ignored the students coming and going up and down the stairs and shouted directly downstairs:
“I am Zhang Feng, and I called the police.”

'Call the police?'

"What happened?"

"Zhang Feng? I know him, he's a very good student..."

As Zhang Feng shouted, the students around him subconsciously slowed down and looked up at Zhang Feng on the upper floor.

Even the two police officers looked up.

Zhang Feng then said very fluently:
"I have successfully analyzed superconductivity and energy technology."

To present this presentation effectively, I need a top-notch laboratory.

"Superconductivity?" The two police officers were stunned. They hadn't expected that the so-called 'sOS signal' had actually been developed.
Now that the research has been completed, why not submit it to the relevant authorities? Why not report it to your teacher or advisor?
"What? He's discovered superconductivity? Has he gone mad?"

"Pfft... Him? Superconductor?"

"Are you kidding me?"

The other students found Zhang Feng's words quite amusing.

The fact that Zhang Feng was accompanied by the school's psychiatric doctor made it even more comical.

Many people looked at Zhang Feng, then whispered some words, and finally burst into laughter.

"Zhang Feng, stop fooling around." The instructor felt embarrassed and tugged at Zhang Feng's clothes to stop him from talking.

Zhang Feng knew that his sudden "super leap forward" was abrupt and not as natural as a steady, methodical approach, but he still said to the two officers:
"Of course, I know I am too young and have no theoretical achievements, so you will not easily believe me, much less move resources for me."

However, you can also take my theory and specific manufacturing steps and have them confirmed with relevant personnel.

However, it is best to find more authoritative top experts in materials science and related fields.

Because of other people…

Zhang Feng glanced at the students watching the commotion upstairs and downstairs.

"I'm afraid that even if I put the formulas into their heads, they still won't understand them."

"He...he said we couldn't understand it?"

"Zhang Feng! Who do you think you are? Do you think you're the smartest person in the class?"

Zhang Feng's candor in speaking the truth was like a full-screen mockery.

This caused an uproar not only among many students, but also angered several teachers.

But if we don't say it this way, we'll end up arguing back and forth for ages.

Sometimes, people just can't tell the truth. Although telling the truth can get to the point more quickly, pinpoint the key issues, and prescribe the right remedy, it can also genuinely offend people.

Of course, you could also secretly tell the two officers.

But some classmates just mocked me, so why did I have to say it secretly?

We're all just ordinary people now, and our main motto is to take revenge without holding back.

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he felt very relieved, which had nothing to do with childishness or immaturity.

Zhang Feng even scoffed at notions of maturity, the idea that adults don't hold grudges against children, and that adults shouldn't stoop to the level of children.

That's clearly moral blackmail.

Zhang Feng always believed that all people are born equal.

If there is inequality, then it is the adults who should bully the children, because the children are small.

It is only natural for the big to eat the small.

Therefore, Zhang Feng was a man who would seek revenge for any wrong done to him, regardless of age.

Even if I cultivate myself to become an immortal, I will still seek retribution for what happened today.

In an instant, Zhang Feng also felt his mind became clearer, and he understood what it meant to follow one's heart.

This realization made Zhang Feng understand that once he reached the Nascent Soul stage again, his progress would increase by 6%.

Bullying unruly children can also be a form of life insight and self-cultivation.

……

The two officers eventually left with Zhang Feng's notebook.

Because this concerns a major issue of superconductivity and a major issue of scientific and technological civilization, regardless of whether it is true or not, the decision must be made by higher authorities.

Recalling Zhang Feng's determined expression at school, they were also at a loss for words.

And at noon.

After they handed the notebooks to the team leader, he glanced at them, couldn't understand them, and then gave them to a top student in the technical department.

Even the top student couldn't understand it, but felt that some of the chemical formulas inside were correct, so he gave it to the senior official in the bureau and emphasized that some of the theories inside were correct.

When Lao Yi heard that even the top student in the bureau said so, he believed it.

The top student had previously published a provincial-level materials science paper.

Therefore, Lao Yi did not dare to underestimate these notebooks and carefully packed them into an evidence bag.

Afterwards, through official channels, the file was solemnly taken over by several provincial police officers and brought back to the provincial department.

After a hastily convened meeting, experts from the provincial department finalized several experimental procedures.

After that, they dared not experiment anymore because the notebook contained the words 'extremely dangerous'.

then.

That evening, officials from the provincial department arrived at the key laboratory in the province and handed it over to several experts who had rushed over overnight.

Although cross-departmental processes are slow, the technology is so advanced that it's necessary to speed up the process.

Finally, after supercomputer calculations, and with more and more world-class experts bringing their students to join the heated debate, the discussion was intensified.

10:00 AM on the fifth day.

The conclusion is that superconductivity is highly likely to be true, and Z1 is also highly likely to be true.

As for the uncertainty, the theory is correct, but further experimentation is needed in practice.

However, the 'extreme danger' inside made them dare not conduct the experiment rashly.

They had previously known through simple structural analysis and chemical synthesis that this superconductor was a novel fusion structure with high energy.

If something goes wrong, it will be a serious matter.

This message was then reported in encrypted form.

The suburban laboratory was quickly placed under martial law, and the authorities officially intervened.

In another world-class secret file, Zhang Feng's personal information was sealed and stored, and listed as one of the top secret categories.

(End of this chapter)