Ultra-Dimensional Technology Era

"Haha, let me rebook the ticket first."

"Then trouble you."

"You're welcome." Mark was busy rebooking Huang Mingzhe's ticket.

While Huang Mingzhe glanced at the phone, Zhang Shihe nodded slightly to him, indicating that their tickets had been changed.

At 11:57, the bus slowly stopped outside the Oslo Capital Airport.

After waving goodbye to Mark, Wen Na and two security personnel boarded an Airbus and flew directly to Lingnan Pengcheng.

And Huang Mingzhe, Zhang Shihe and the three took another Airbus passenger plane to Stockholm, the capital of Sweden, at [-]:[-] noon.

Since Norway and Sweden are neighboring countries, the plane arrived at Stockholm's airport in no time.

The west coast of the Baltic Sea and the glaciers of the Scandinavian mountains have brought this country a very tortuous coastline and lakes like sky blue gems.

Due to the higher latitude and the poor blocking effect of mountains, the temperature in Stockholm is slightly lower than that in Oslo.

Huang Mingzhe, Zhang Shihe and the three of them were all wearing identical coats, hats, and sunglasses, and their bodies were almost the same. It was difficult to see who was who from a distance.

After contacting the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, they sent people over to welcome Huang Mingzhe.

The Crafford Prize is awarded on the 18th, which is the day after tomorrow at the Royal Academy of Sciences in Stockholm, the capital of Sweden.

The same is the bus.

Before they knew it, they were followed by a Beetle, which looked like they were far away.

As for Huang Mingzhe, who was playing with his mobile phone, he already knew that the hyenas followed.

After checking into a hotel.

Sure enough, there was a pinhole camera in his room. An ordinary person would definitely feel uncomfortable at this time, but Huang Mingzhe still didn't change his face.

Take a shower when you need to take a bath, eat when you need to eat, and sleep when you need to sleep.

The personnel in charge of monitoring did not find Huang Mingzhe's abnormality, and everyone believed that the previous failure was caused by accident.

The next day, accompanied by Swedish officials, Huang Mingzhe visited the scenic spots in Stockholm. Everything was so normal and calm.

But the bitter north wind roared day and night.

……

9 month 18 day.

The Royal Academy of Sciences of Sweden, King Carl XVI Gustaf of Sweden awarded a gold medal, certificate and bonus to Mingzhe Huang.

"Mr. Huang, congratulations!"

"Thank you for the recognition of the Crawford Award, it is my honor."

It is always necessary to talk about business exchanges. After talking with Carl XVI Gustaf for a while, Huang Mingzhe was invited to give another speech.

Standing on the podium, Huang Mingzhe smiled and began to talk, this time the speech was a more formal topic of mathematics.

In the hall, most of the guests did not understand mathematics, but they still pretended to listen with gusto.

"...The above are just some of my thoughts. In the future, I may follow in the footsteps of my predecessor, Mr. Chen Jingrun, and attack Goldbach's conjecture. This is the end of my speech, thank you all."

Papapa...after the applause.

A burst of symphony sounded, and Huang Mingzhe was surrounded by a group of guests again.

Suddenly a chunky middle-aged white man approached with a smile: "Mr. Huang, I'm Bakguri. It's a great honor to meet you."

"Mr. Barker, hello."

"Mr. Huang, are you interested in teaching at Cambridge University? Britain welcomes you." Bakguri said, staring at Huang Mingzhe.

"Oh Mr Barker's Briton"

"I am the British ambassador. What do you think of the proposal just now?"

"I'm very sorry, but I have no plans to immigrate at the moment."

"Don't think about it again?" Bakguri reminded him meaningfully.

"If I have this plan in the future, I will consider your country." Huang Mingzhe said with Tai Chi.

"That's such a pity."

Bakguri still smiled on the surface, but Huang Mingzhe knew his emotions well.

After the awards ceremony, Huang Mingzhe directly bid farewell to King Carl XVI Gustaf of Sweden and the Royal Academy of Sciences.

Then he was non-stop preparing to take the plane back home. He had already booked the ticket last night, and it was the flight at six o'clock this evening.

However, this flight does not go directly to Huaguo, but first transfers to Qatar International Airport in West Asia.

The bus from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences sent the three of Huang Mingzhe to the airport in a hurry. It was already around 05:30 in the evening.

Inside the terminal.

He played with his phone as if nothing had happened, looked at the time on the scrolling screen, and then glanced outside the airport with the corner of his mouth raised.

Press the button, and the character in the game will be shot in the head.

……

at the same time.

On a remote road not far from the airport, a Beetle was parked on the side of the road.

The young woman inside the car was staring at the laptop, while the bald, middle-aged white man was leaning against the outside of the car, with a portable astronomical telescope set up beside him.

It seems that astronomy enthusiasts are observing the starry sky and the aurora, but tonight is not only cold and windy, but also covered with dark clouds.

Two dazzling lights approached quickly from a distance.

The bald man glanced sideways. It was a tanker truck transporting aviation kerosene to the airport. He didn't care about anything, but many things were often not unsatisfactory.

The driver of the oil tanker noticed the Beetle on the side of the road more than 30 meters away, but he also didn't care about it. After all, the road is 80 meters wide.

But soon he found something was wrong, the tanker was speeding up towards the Beetle.

"damn it!"