In another country, a young guard was sitting patiently in front of a row of television monitors. He watched images flash before his eyes, feeds from the hundreds of infinite cameras monitoring the vast complex. Image after image flashed across the screen without interruption.
A gorgeously decorated corridor.
A private office.
An economical kitchen.
Images flashed before the guard's eyes, and he tried not to let his mind wander. It was almost time for his shift, but he remained on high alert. It is honorable to be loyal to duty, and one day he will be rewarded.
Hua was thinking wildly again, when a warning screen appeared. He couldn't help but twitch, and his reaction surprised even himself. He hurriedly reached out and pressed a button on the console, and the screen was immediately locked.
He was nervous and leaned forward to get closer to the display screen to try to see it more clearly. The data on the monitor showed that the picture came from camera No. 86~
?A camera that was supposed to be installed high up overlooking a corridor.
But the picture in front of him definitely didn't show a corridor.
Zhiqiu looked at the study in front of him in surprise. "What is this place?" He stepped into the door and was greeted by a pleasant warm breeze, but he couldn't help but shudder.
Chen Luoyu remained silent and followed Zhiqiu into the room.
Zhiqiu glanced around the room, not knowing it would look like this at all. There were some strange decorations stored in the room, all of which he had never seen before. On the wall not far away, a huge wooden cross hangs in a prominent position. Zhiqiu could tell that it was a Spanish product from the fourteenth century. On the ceiling above the cross hangs a model of an orbiting metal celestial body. To the left of the cross is an oil painting of the Virgin Mary. Next to the painting hangs a folded periodic table of chemical elements. Two brass crosses also hang on the side walls of the room.
Zhiqiu walked in and looked at the furnishings in the room in surprise. On Yang Fuchuan's desk, there is a plastic model of an atomic structure and a small replica of a sculpture, along with a leather-bound book.
He is simply an eclectic, Zhiqiu thought. The room was warm, but the decoration inside made him shiver. He seemed to see the thoughts of two philosophical giants colliding herethe boundaries between the two opposing forces were blurred and difficult to distinguish. He glanced at the books on the shelf.
"Yang Fuchuan is a clergy worker." Chen Luoyu said.
Zhiqiu turned around and said, "Clergy worker? I remember you said he was a physicist."
"He is all. There are not many scientists with faith in history, and Yang Fujian is one of them. In his view, physics is the study of "God's natural laws." God's handiwork can be seen in all the natural laws around us. . He hopes that through writing, he can prove to those who doubt that God still exists. He considers himself a theological physicist."
Theological physicist? Zhiqiu thought, this statement sounds incredibly contradictory.
"In the field of particle physics," Chen Luoyu said, "there have been some shocking new discoveries recently. These new discoveries involve the human spiritual world, and most of them are the research results of Yang Fujian."
Zhiqiu stared at the director of the research institute in front of him, still wondering why the furnishings in this room were so weird. "Religion and physics?" Zhiqiu has studied the history of religion. A recurring theme in history books is that religion and science have been mortal enemies since ancient times, and they are incompatible with each other.
"Yang Fuchuan's research is at the forefront of particle physics." Chen Luoyu said. "He tried to combine religion and science to prove that they complement each other in some very unexpected ways. He called this field new physics." Chen Luoyu took a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Zhiqiu.
Zhiqiu took a closer look at the cover of the book: "Gods, Miracles and New Physics" by Yang Fuchuan
write.
"The field studied by Yang Fuchuan is very small," Chen Luoyu said, "but it has provided new insights into some old questions, such as the origin of the universe, the power that connects human beings, etc. Yang Fuchuan believes that his research will make thousands of Millions of people living a more holy life. Last year, he proved that there is indeed an energy that unites human beings. He actually showed that there is some kind of connection between our bodies. That is, within you and me. The molecules are connected in some way and there is an energy that moves within all of us."
Zhiqiu felt a little uneasy. God¡¯s power connects us. "Has Yang Fujian actually found a way to demonstrate the interconnection between particles?"
¡°?One last thing I want to tell you is that in a recent academic magazine, there was an article claiming that new physics is a more reliable way to God than religion. "
This comment hits the mark. Zhiqiu couldn't help but think of the anti-religious organization The Traitor Faction, and he reluctantly forced himself to make some bold ideas for the time being. If the cheating sect is really still active, will they kill Yang Fuchuan to prevent him from disclosing his religious theories to people? Zhiqiu quickly gave up this idea. absurd! The cheating faction has long become distant history! All scholars know it!
"Yang Fujian has made too many enemies in the scientific community," Chen Luoyu continued: "Many orthodox scientists despise him. Even in our institute, he is not popular. People feel that it is wrong to use physical analysis methods to prove religious doctrines. The betrayal of science.¡±
¡°But today, haven¡¯t scientists¡¯ attitudes towards religion softened somewhat?¡±
Chen Luoyu muttered with disgust: "Why should we relax? It is true that religion will no longer tie scientists to the stake and burn them to death, but if you think that religion has relaxed its control over science, you are wrong. That¡¯s wrong. Why are many schools banned from teaching evolution? Why are religious alliances the world¡¯s most influential lobby group against scientific progress?
The battle between science and religion is still raging, but it has just moved from the battlefield to the hall of parliament. "
Zhiqiu knew that Chen Luoyu was telling the truth.
At this moment, a harsh beeping sound suddenly sounded, and Zhiqiu couldn't help but look up. Chen Luoyu bent down and took out a pager from a row of electronic devices at the bottom of the wheelchair and glanced at the message that had just arrived.
"Great, it's a message from Yang Fuchuan's daughter. Momo has now arrived at the helipad upstairs, and we will meet her there. I think it's better not to let her come here, lest she see her dad like this .¡±
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