Chapter 1316: with translation of chapter title

1277 The edifice of classical physics announces completion! (Sect Leader Bangjin extra chapter)

Lord Lavesen, you know my relationship with Doctor Mei Ha'er. Twenty years ago, when I first proposed a conjecture about turbulence theory, Doctor kept coming to find me, wanting to solve this problem.

This damned problem, even Lord Newton couldn't solve it back then. I merely tried to complete the great one's regret, never expecting to see even a hint of breakthrough in my lifetime.

Yesterday I received Doctor Mei Ha'er's email, I did not trust his judgment, and doubt arose. This point, I will surely apologize to Doctor Mei Ha'er.

Until today, seeing the Shou Bing procedure, after doing dynamic blood flow three‑dimensional reconstruction…… My God! Surely it is Lord Newton's soul returning to Heaven's embrace, after which God explained turbulence, so he reappeared in the mortal world to help us foolish ones solve this problem.

"……" Lord Lavesen felt he didn't understand Doctor Olsson's words.

He said a Shou Bing actually solved the final problem of classical physics?

Damn, that's impossible; surely I misunderstood.

Lord Lavesen, in my view the Shou Bing procedure is merely an experiment; the human body is the perfect simulation device.

Great Doctor Mei Ha'er, he can be called one of the greatest in scientific history. He used his own body as a simulation device, showing me, the Royal Academy of Sciences, and physicists worldwide a perfect trial run.

Hurry up, I can't wait to show Lord Lavesen the latest results of turbulence." Aoersen and the nearby researchers said, voice somewhat urgent.

The speed of the world's most advanced instruments simulating and reconstructing blood flow is extremely fast.

But we also waited a full 10 Minute.

Subsequently, a red background appeared on the LCD screen.

This is a Blood Vessel, the medical award judges present could tell at a glance.

Blood flows continuously in the Blood Vessel, and in just over ten Minute this exquisite dynamic three‑dimensional reconstruction is produced; the Royal Academy of Sciences' black tech makes everyone present sigh.

"Please allow me to explain." Aoersen smiled, his smile unable to conceal his eagerness.

Picking up the laser pointer, Aoersen walked to the LCD screen.

"Blood flows in layers; in the reconstruction we use different color spectra to label, making it clearer. The blood in Doctor Mei Ha'er's blood vessel is not like this." Aoersen first said this, then turned on the laser pointer, and a red dot appeared on the LCD screen.

"The force of laminar flow is so hard to capture; when turbulence forms is also decided by God." Aoersen said quickly, "Here, looking at the smooth blood flow, an abominable turbulence is about to form."

Indeed, when everyone's focus gathered on the laser pointer's indication, they saw the smooth laminar flows colliding, breaking like sea waves, and then a vortex appeared.

At that moment, the Microguidewire occupying half the screen appeared before the turbulence.

The Medical College judges clearly saw a part of the Shou Bing procedure; although they knew the Shou Bing had ended perfectly, seeing this moment still made their hearts tighten.

The guidewire's advance will be affected by the turbulence, causing a deviation. Just like a small fishing boat under a typhoon in the deep ocean, it will pitch and roll, with no other possible outcome.

If turbulence appears repeatedly, this Super-selective attempt will likely fail.

However……

The result everyone imagined did not happen.

The guidewire began to tremble slightly and change angle even before encountering the turbulence.

"Slower, even slower, I want 1/8 speed." Aoersen roared; his voice spread through the central conference room, and the water in Doctor Lavesen's cup before him once again began to ripple slightly.

"Damn! 1/8 cannot display the operator's exquisite skill. 1/16 speed!" As Aoersen kept roaring, the speed shown on the LCD screen became slower and slower, while the ripples in the water of the cup grew larger and larger.

"Exactly, that's it. Please note, the operator cannot accurately see the emergence of turbulence from the screen before him."

"Because only through your low‑resolution intervention imaging can one not observe the microscopic world." Aoersen's emotions were heightened, he roared, completely indifferent to whether the hearts of the elderly people present in the central conference room could bear it.

A flame burned in his chest. This is a scene that researchers of classical physics have dreamed of; Doctor Olsson went mad.

"I suppose, or perhaps the operator felt the force of turbulence! Look, look!" Aoersen seemed to turn into a football commentator; the laser pointer could no longer satisfy his surging excitement. He threw away the laser pointer, pointed his finger at the LCD screen, and roared, "You see, that's it—damn Microguidewire acting like a sprite! It dodged, it dodged! Oh no! I can hardly believe this is real!"

"This is God's masterpiece!"

"Avoid turbulence! Look, the operator generating continued turbulence cannot avoid it; he actually controls that damn, fucking guidewire and drives it straight through!"

"The force of turbulence is unpredictable; he constantly changes his method! He is not human, he definitely is not human! This is a machine, absolutely fucking a machine!"

Aoersen's roaring sounded like waves, striking the hearts of the medical award judges.

Several people's faces turned pale and grim; they had already begun to take out medicine, swallowing it without hesitation.

"How splendid, the guidewire actually pierced the turbulence layer and kept advancing!" Aoersen roared: "This is the final supplement to classical physics; if we can digitize the Shou Bing procedure, finally reconstruct and distill the relevant theory, the great Mr. Newton will surely be delighted!"

"Look, another turbulence, another perfect performance!"

"……" The medical award judges silently looked at Aoersen's hair and actions, speechless.

"It's over! Again over! Turbulence had no effect at all! I knew it would be like this, I knew it would be like this!" His voice turned sharp, as if in an opera.

And he, like a tenor, roared, bellowed, venting the passion in his chest.

"Doctor Mei Ha'er's judgment is correct; these hands were kissed by Heaven, to guide us lost in darkness. This year's physics prize will surely be his; absolutely no one else can compete, absolutely none."

In Doctor Olsson's roaring, the guidewire passed through one turbulence after another, steady as if it had never moved.

"How splendid! The edifice of classical physics, for this moment we waited a full 200 years! Now I declare, the edifice of classical physics, construction is complete!"

With Doctor Olsson's final roar, the pa‑pa‑pa sounds rang out in succession.

The water cup before the medical award judges shattered, and clear water spilled out.