Super Dimension Technology Era

April.

After a drizzle, the spring breeze blew on the willow bank.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Huang Mingzhe once again came to the teaching building of the Mathematics Department of CUHK. At this time, things had changed.

The Truth Society has become more and more powerful, and in the past two years, young mathematicians in the country have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Perhaps due to the strong competition from the Truth Society, other domestic universities are also thriving.

For example, Zhang Wei and Liu Ruochuan, the golden generation of Peking University, are now communicating at CUHK. This is unprecedented.

The reason why Huang Mingzhe came here today is mainly to graduate with a doctorate. He will become the youngest doctor in the country, only twenty years old.

CUHK not only awarded him a PhD in mathematics, but also a PhD in physics.

After completing two graduation thesis and conducting the defense, Zhu Xiping and the head of the physics department personally presented Huang Mingzhe with a graduation certificate.

"Mingzhe, congratulations." Zhu Xiping said happily. Huang Mingzhe's achievements not only made him proud, but also made CUHK feel extremely honored.

Maybe this is, today the school is proud, and tomorrow the school will be proud of you.

"Thanks to the dean and the school for taking care of me."

Zhu Xiping pulled him aside and asked in a low voice: "Mingzhe, have you ever thought about becoming a professor at CUHK?"

After thinking about this proposal, Huang Mingzhe weighed the pros and cons and finally agreed: "I can be a doctoral supervisor and tutor one or two students every year."

"No problem." Zhu Xiping said happily. In fact, he just wanted Huang Mingzhe to have a name in CUHK, and it didn't matter whether he would bring students with him or not.

The two of them were walking and talking.

Zhu Xiping suddenly asked: "Mingzhe, what topic are you studying recently?"

"Some research on Gechai."

"It turns out we've already reached this point."

"The roads take more and more turns, but in the end they lead to the same destination."

"Mingzhe, do you also believe in the unified theory of mathematics?"

Huang Mingzhe smiled and said nothing. In fact, everything in the universe can be described by numbers. Even the Hodge conjecture he proved is actually an inevitable and accurate law in the observable universe.

Grand unified theory, to a certain extent, can only achieve relative accuracy, but cannot achieve absolute accuracy, because there are parts of the universe that have not been observed.

Suddenly two white men, a man and a woman, came forward. Judging from the appearance, the girl was a typical Slav, while the young man had some Germanic features.

The young white man suddenly stepped forward.

But Huang Mingzhe's muscles all over his body tensed up in an instant, like a fierce tiger. Despite his gentle appearance, if he fought with bare hands, two or three people would not be able to get close to his body.

Zhang Shihe and others who were on guard around them also stared at the man and woman.

"Dr. Huang Mingzhe, it is a great honor to meet you. I am an exchange student at the University of Göttingen, Mark, Mark Hammer." The young white man said excitedly.

"Ahem, I have a cold." Huang Mingzhe coughed deliberately and took two steps back.

Mark Hammer was stunned for a moment, then stopped: "Dr. Huang, I wonder if you will bring a graduate student? I want to enroll in your major."

Huang Mingzhe declined with a smile: "I have a lot of subjects in the past two years, and I don't have time to teach students for the time being. If I have the opportunity in the future, I won't mind."

"Oh! That's such a pity. I have to go back to Germany in January next year." Mark Hammer patted his head in distress.

The Slavic girl on the side stared at Huang Mingzhe with admiration.

"The University of Göttingen also has many capable professors. Mark, I will talk to you again if we have the opportunity in the future."

"Goodbye, Dr. Huang."

Huang Mingzhe turned around with a smile, and left talking and laughing with Zhu Xiping, but no one noticed the coldness deep in his eyes.

At the corner of the trail, he glanced at the two people who were leaving and thought to himself: Smart guys.

Back at the Truth Society, he sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

An ordinary young man knocked on the door and came in. He reported to Huang Mingzhe: "That Mark Hammer's condition is normal and there is nothing suspicious."

"That's good." Huang Mingzhe said, but handed a note to the young man.

The young man took the small piece of paper doubtfully, opened it and saw "There are pinholes in the room." ]

What! The young man's face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with turmoil. He calmly looked at Huang Mingzhe, who was resting with his eyes closed, and then glanced at the room.

"It's okay, just click on it and buy it!"

"Yes, Mr. Huang."

The young man's name is Chen Li, and he is a person sent from above to protect Huang Mingzhe's safety.

Although Chen Li had protected many important people, he always felt shuddering when facing Huang Mingzhe.

It was like a prey being targeted by a ferocious beast. This feeling was unimaginable. He, a veteran agent, would feel instinctive fear. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

And as he spent several months with Huang Mingzhe, he felt more and more terrible about Huang Mingzhe.

Self-discipline, so self-disciplined that it’s like a robot. For example, Huang Mingzhe’s sleeping time is from 12pm to 6am every day, and there is no deviation on any day.

What made Chen Li even more frightened was the eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Every time Chen Li and Huang Mingzhe met, they would involuntarily avoid each other's eyes.

After he came out, he quickly took out a special phone and edited a text message.

In less than half an hour, five ordinary staff members entered Huang Mingzhe's room at the Truth Society.

After a blanket search, three pinhole cameras and two monitors appeared in front of Chen Li, who looked grim.

"Mr. Huang, I'm very sorry. This was our mistake."

Huang Mingzhe waved his hand, narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "There's something wrong with Mark Hammer."

"Mark Hammer!" Chen Lining, who had seen Huang Mingzhe's prowess, believed it, so he turned around and asked someone to investigate Mark Hammer carefully.

Afterwards, Chen Li slowly exited the room.

Huang Mingzhe was the only one left in the room. He opened his laptop and asked the ghost to search Mark Hammer's situation.

Huang Mingzhe's eyes flickered, and he thought silently in his heart that he needed to gain the power to protect himself as soon as possible. In today's situation, if Mark Hammer had brought a bomb or poison, he would not be able to escape unscathed.

You cannot pin your life on the enemy's lack of preparation. You must use the greatest malice to guess the enemy.

Underestimating your enemy will only put yourself in danger.

Although many people have been sent to protect him, Huang Mingzhe believes in his own power even more.

While thinking, he was typing quickly on his laptop. He was thinking of ways to protect himself, whether it was machines or living things, all within the scope of his thinking.

It's quiet at night.

The general public is fast asleep, or having late-night snacks and entertainment; but in the unknown darkness, fighting with all possible means is going on.

We do not live in peaceful times, but in a peaceful country.

It is countless blood and fighting, countless unknown heroes, silently guarding this hard-won safety.

Tonight, many people have insomnia.

Like those hyenas, or the bugs lurking underground.

But Huang Mingzhe fell into a deep sleep at twelve o'clock as usual.

Thanks to book friends "Selling Potatoes by Passing Water", "Taoist Yuming", and "He Who Defies Heaven" for their rewards (ω｀)